Hello everyone! Here is the other half of 'Finding Emily Clark'! I really hope you like reading it as much as I liked writing it!
All the available units rushed to 392 North Palm Avenue. It was a shut down factory that someone decided to start using as a hideout. The officers lined up behind the MX's, ready to shoot their way in if necessary.
The first wave of MX's barged through the nearly empty docking bay, disarming anyone who defended the factory. Once the docking bay was clear, the remaining officers and androids moved in. Splitting into armed groups, they swept through the large facility, attempting to find Emily.
John and Dorian made their way towards the back of the factory, where there were new additions to the floor plans. Several rooms were built where tracking, communications, and transmissions were jammed.
"This is where they have Emily." John told Dorian.
"Then let's hurry." Dorian led John down an empty hallway. They turned a corner into a not-so empty hallway.
"She can die from blood loss alone in there." John heard a man speak to another as he walked out of a room.
"Freeze!" John yelled. All he could think about was Emily.
The first man didn't move, but the other at the door raised his gun.
John fired and landed a bullet square in the head, killing him.
John and Dorian both moved forward, keeping their guns raised, making sure the man didn't move.
John peeled off and went into the room.
He saw Emily.
John holstered his gun and ran up to her.
"Emily, are you alright?" He asked, concerned.
"Yes, I'm alright." She replied.
John pulled out a knife of his own and cut the ropes around Emily's wrists and legs.
"Listen." John looked at the knife in her leg. "You're going to be fine."
Emily rubbed her wrists as John helped her stand up, holding onto her arms.
"I am fine, I swear." Emily said more forcefully.
"There's a medic outside." John was ready to drag Emily out of the factory if it meant saving her.
"John, I swear I'm fine." Emily replied.
John paused. "Emily, please. Let me help you."
"You already saved me." Emily let out a little smile.
John didn't care about anything else anymore, just Emily. He held her face in one hand and pulled her closer. He pressed his lips against her soft ones, relishing in the beautiful kiss.
Emily slid an arm around John's waist, kissing him back.
They both slowly pulled back, not wanting to, but knowing someone was going to come into the room sooner or later.
"Let me get you help." John pleaded. "Or else I'm going to carry you out." He threatened.
"John-" Emily started to protest.
"That's it. I'm carrying you." John put an arm under Emily's legs and held her bridal style. Emily wrapped an arm around John's neck.
John walked out of the room with Emily in his arms.
"John, I swear-" Emily started.
"Emily!" Dorian called out. He had his gun trained on a standing man with black skin in his hand. It was Hale. Hale's face had burns marks on the left side of his face.
John stopped and turned around, so Emily could face Dorian.
"Is he the one? The leader?" Dorian asked.
"As a matter of fact, yes." Emily replied. She turned her head to look at John. "I'm sorry about this." She whispered. She pushed herself out of John's arms and stood up.
Emily confidently walked up to Hale. "First of all," she paused.
Then Emily kneed Hale between his legs, as hard as her leg would allow.
Hale grunted and keeled over, kneeling on the ground. He moaned in pain. Emily picked him up and Dorian held Hale upright so Emily could talk to him, face to face.
"Second of all, check your victim's medical records." Emily angrily spat out. She pulled out the knife in her leg and threw it on the ground. "I HAVE SYNTHETIC LEGS."
A shocked expressions appeared on Hale's face, as well as John's.
Emily turned and walked away, pausing to look at John. There was pain and sadness in Emily's eyes. Emily continued walking and John followed behind her. They both exited the factory.
Other officers milled outside, throwing some of the arrested into the back seats of their cars. There was also a medic waiting next to an ambulance.
Emily tried to walk past the medic, but he stopped her to try and analyze her vitals.
"No, I'm fine." Emily tried to argue. The medic continued to analyze her. Emily waved him away and added in an angry glare to make sure he stayed away.
"Emily, just sit down for a bit." John pleaded.
Emily sighed but sat down on the floor of the back of the ambulance, letting her legs hang off the edge. John got into the back of the ambulance and rummaged around. He pulled out a shock blanket and wrapped it around Emily's shoulders.
"Thanks." Emily pulled the blanket tighter around herself as John sat down next to her.
"Can I ask how Dorian found you?" John asked.
"He tracked my synthetics like we did with the MX." Emily explained.
"What's it like with two synthetic legs?" John asked.
"Not easy. Plus I have a synthetic arm." Emily added.
"Oh." John managed to say.
Someone had gotten out of the back of a cruiser that just pulled up. A man was running up to the ambulance. He was average height, with dark brown hair and green eyes, wearing a perfectly tailored suit.
Emily stood up and let the blanket drop off her shoulders. The man pulled Emily into a tight hug. Emily hugged him back, almost melting into him. The man pulled away.
"I'm so glad you're alright." He bent down and kissed Emily on the forehead.
"Who are you?" John angrily asked, standing up.
"Oh, excuse me." Emily interjected. "Nicholas, this is Detective John Kennex. John, this is Nicholas Fischer, my brother." She introduced.
"Nice to meet you." Nicholas held out a hand.
"Likewise." John shook his hand.
Emily smiled.
Awwww! John loves Emily and Emily loves John! And thank goodness Nick is just her brother! Hahaha keeping you guys in suspense is great.
Anyways! Next chapter hopefully will be up soon.
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