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Just Say I Do 4!
"What do you mean he is in jail!" Doc said flabbergasted at the shocking news that the Chrysler 300 just gave to him. "How hard is it for one car to pick up a few rings? What on earth did he do?"
Kendal gave a weak shrug… " I don't know.." She said breathlessly…. " I got a phone call in your office about Quinn saying he's in a heap of trouble… I don't know details… but… It doesn't sound very good at all…." Her midnight blue eyes weakened tenfold…. "You need to go get him …"
Doc peaked around her at the crowd of people sitting before the alter as a bunch of cars shifter funny at their spots in anticipation… "But the Wedding? It's bad enough I'm a half an hour late… but I can't just.."
Kendal butted in "Hudson, Quinn needs you." Her eyes looked at his scraps and mangeled side…. Resting a tire on the damage… closing her eyes….
"I know that Kendal, but I just…." He felt himself sigh…. " There is too much for me to do and not enough time to do it in."
"Hudson… Quinn needs you…. And besides…" She smile, her eyes cracking open, Her snow white ring rippling around her midnight blue eyes… "Have you ever heard of a wedding that was on time?.."
Doc's eyes blinked at the sight of her ring… as he glanced down at his crumbled frame… watched the pieces slowly mend and fix itself to its correct position painlessly…
"No I haven't heard of a wedding running on time…"…. He looked up at her, her eyes closed once again…
She took a moment…. Taking a deep breath… and exhaling slowly as she lifted her tire from his once crippled side, now completely healed by her touch…. "Then what's another half an hour right?" She smiled, her eyes slowly opening, her midnight eyes, alone this time…
Doc paused, looked at his healed side, then back at her. "Oh what I would do to be able to do that…. "
Kendal chuckled softly… "Glad you have me around huh?"
Doc smiled softly… "More than you know…"
Kendal's eyes softened…Doc's eyes softened at the sight of hers…. Then… that want… that wish popped back into the Hudson's mind… ….'oh… I wish…. You can be my darling….'… but… he shook that thought out of his mind…. That'll never happen…. Not at this age… he missed his time….
Kendal's eyes weakened slightly at the sight of Doc's thought… "What are you thinking about Hudson?"
A knot formed in his gut…. "Nothing…. Just a …. Deep thought… long day.."
Kendal gave a slow nod… "I understand.."Kendal rolled over to his side, and kissed him lightly on the fender, "Go find Quinn…. I'll worry about the wedding."
Doc closed his eyes…. Feeling the kiss on his fender…. Savoring it… "Alright… I won't be too long…. I promise…"
Kendal's eyes smiled….. then weakened… "please… live up to your promise…"
Doc's eyes weakened with hers…. "Don't worry I'll be back before you know it…"
Kendal gave a weak nod… Doc very gently nuzzled her fender in a comfort jester…. Before gently pulling away from her, heading towards the road….
Kendal sat there and just watched him drive down the road…. A longing feeling in her heart….. Her midnight eyes quivered back and forth at the fading Hudson Hornet…
"be safe… my love…" She whispered softly to herself…
Oh how she wished she can just say those words in front of him…. but….. she was just living on a dream… a wish…. But….
…. She missed her time…. She was a mother…. She had a family….that won't happen again…
"Hey.. H-Hey!"
She blinked, and turned at the loud panic voice…
In the Clinic doors stood the Buick, the Hudson Hornet fan…. Her face very paled and her cornflower eyes widened. "Y-Your Daughter just collapsed on the floor."
Kendal's heart dropped…. "W-What?"
"Alice…. S-she just …"
Kendal rushed toward the door without hearing another word… Normally she would have questioned someone that threaten to take away someone that she loved….. But… no one can fake that fear in the eyes…
And sure enough….
Kendal's eyes widened at the collapsed Mustang on the ground… "Alice!"
…. she was telling the truth….
"Oh Alice, Honey…" The Chrysler 300 stood over her only living daughter…. Patting her door with a tire to try to walk her up…..
She was out cold…
"Hey! FanGirl! "
The Buick Jerked her attention to the protective mother…. "Did she say anything about feeling sick? Complain about anything?"
The Buick's eyes widened in mild panic "She just came out he and collapsed on the ground!"
Kendal shook her head slowly at the tone of her voice…
The her eyes fell on her daughter…. Her healing tires rested on some spots of her side…. Closing her midnight eyes…. Hiding her snow white ring from the spectator …..finding the source of the problem …. Feeling….. seeing…. Finding…
She shifted her tire a little lower down, hoping to widened her vision for the source of the problem…. When…. Her tire shifted just right… catching a lil' bump…
Kendal's eyes shot open…. Her Snow white rings rippling in her eyes violently as she just looked at her daughter with shock in her eyes….
"What's the matter?" The Buick asked lowly… noticing the tenseness in her frame…
Kendal breathed slowly... trying to relax her features…. Her tires resting right on the spot that she saw the problem….
…. She couldn't fix her…. it was too late to do anything….
Kendal tried forming words…. But her eyes were blinking so much…. She was just in too much shock…
"Kendal… What's going on?"
The Chrysler 300 just looked at her Daughter…. Her Snow ring slowly rippling out…..
"She's..."
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The Hudson hornet normally very relaxed when traveling, was now very uneasy. Normally taking his time, enjoying the scenery, letting the other impatient cars drive right by him…. Now, was one of those impatient cars.
That just wasn't like Quinn, he wouldn't do anything that would cause him to get arrested. Quinn wouldn't hurt a soul! He had a tender heart! Very kind and loyal, protective, loving… and goofy….
Then Doc had a thought that popped in his head…. 'Well… he is a goof sometimes…'
Did he go overboard?...Did he Mimic the officer ?...
Doc's eyes widened as he pressed himself to go faster on the interstate…
Did he get caught with his ring!
"Oh no…. Please No…. Come on kid! You not stupid enough to exposed yourself… right?" He huffed at himself lowly…
A sign whizzed by his eyes, as his whirling tires went over the bridge to the city. This whole day didn't make any sense! Tractors and rings and Fans….. Oh My! What's next?
His eyes looked around the city, went by a few places…. Looked down other roads….. other streets….. there was Bank at his left….. a jeweler…. Some Mom and Pop shop….. and…
a very distinct whoop whoop was heard from behind him, causing the Hornet to pull over.
"Sir, just what are you think you're doing driving so fast?"
Doc closed his eyes, for a second taking a frustrated breath before speaking….
"Officer, I do apologies, you see, a dear friend of mine called for me from the prison here."
The '85 Diplomat eyed him seriously, "Well… that's a new one.. usually it's 'I have a wedding' or 'my wife is having her baby' but this is a new excuse."
Doc's eyes narrowed slightly, "State of fact is not an excuse. It is a reason."
The officer's eyes narrowed slightly at the Hornet's narrowed eyes, "Are you talking back to me."
His question was more like a statement, the Hornet was no fool, "State of Fact, not talking back."
"Cute." The Diplomat looked at him with wondering serious eyes, "You say you have someone in the Joint?"
The Hudson nodded " I'm the-"
"I'm not surprised." The Diplomat huffed gaining a jerk from the Hornet.
"Pardon..?" He asked with low throaty growl in the back of his words…
"You Criminal types, I'm not surprised your lil' friend isn't in the joint. Serves him right." The Diplomat reached for his ticket book. Flipping over the cover to a new page.
The Hudson slowly Placed his tire on the diplomat's ticket book, lowering it from the officers eyes, making him look right into his hard crystal.
"You don't know who I am." The Hudson said lowly, "and already you placed a label on my hood." His fixed crystal eyes looked down at the worn ticket book, looking at all the missing pages …. "There's about 100 tickets in a book, and by the looks of things, you'll be needin' a new one soon…. How old's that book son?"
The Officer ripped the ticket book from underneath the hudson's tire. "Just who do you think you are? I'm the officer, you're the criminal. Hold your tongue."
The Hudson Hornet looked at this cop with hard eyes, " What's your name…?"
"Marshal Marshall… Badge number #105. Don't worry it'll be written all over your ticket." His dark red brown eyes looked at the hornet with a dark grin, "Just in case you forget."
The Hudson Hornet gritted his teeth…. Oh how he wished he could tell him who he was, have him quake on his own turf, and just beg at his tires….. but… he didn't want to stir up any more problems.. he was too classy to stir up something.
The so called officer tore the ticket out of his overly used book…. And just dropped it at his tires carelessly. "Take it to the judge, if you don't like it."
'I am one you imbecile.'
"Hey."
The officer looked up at him, " I said take it to the judge if you don't like it"
"Are you going to help me or not?" The Hudson's eyes were focused, "I need to find the prison to help my friend out,"
"Listen I'm tired of listening to your excuse, I'm not gunna cut you any slack."
The Hornet eyed him, "I told you I was looking for the prision. I don't give a dang about a stupid citation! I just need to be there for my friend." His eyes looked at the 'officer'. "Do you want me to define what a friend is…?"
The Diplomat huffed loudly, "Do you think I'm stupid old man?"
The hornet grumbled, 'old man.' " No, I don't. But I think you are a selfish, heartless, horrible excuse for a officer." The diplomat gritted his teeth. The Hudson shook his hood sadly, " What happen to class these days? No, now it's just an abuse of power…"
Doc looked over at him… and wave his tire, "Agh, forget it. I have a better chance at finding the place. Then you do finding a heart."
The Hudson pulled away from the diplomat, turning onto another road before the cop could think of another reason why to give him another pointless ticket…. He needed to find Quinn….
His eyes looked up at the street signs… hoping for some sort of sign…. Like a town map or something…
The traffic light slowly changed to red making the Hornet stop before the line… taking the time to look down the main street of the city.
A heavy annoyed sigh sounded behind him…
Doc glanced in his mirror to find an impatient Mercedes checking the time, tapping her tire on the ground… "Come on, come on…." Her business attire was rather obvious … A Lawyer?
"Excuse me? Do you know where the prison is by any chance?" Doc asked very politely to the impatient women.
Her Green eyes looked up at him, a kindness washed over her features, "You are going there too? For who? Who's your client?"
Doc blinked, then chuckled. "Oh I'm not a lawyer, But I am a Judge over in the next town. I'm actually here to Help a friend out. Apparently he got in trouble here."
She rolled her eyes, " Oh tell me about it. I'm meeting up with my husband to talk about Marshal Marshall… " She shook her head sadly, "That man has got to be the worst …. I'd lock him up if I could."
Doc raised a eye frame, "Your Husband got arrested?"
She nodded again, "Yes, I don't know for what though….." her green eyes glanced up, "Oh it's green. "
The Hudson looked up "Oh shoot, sorry." He started moving to get the traffic going, when a tire tugged his side, "It's over this way."
Doc Paused, giving a smile, "Thanks."
The pearl Mercedes smiled, "My names Kyrie."
Doc blinked. "Kyrie? What a lovely name. You can just call me Doc."
Kyrie smiled, taking the lead, "Doc? I thought you said you were a judge?"
Doc smiled, "I am."
Kyrie smiled wider, "So You are just a lil' bit of everything huh?"
Doc shrugged, "I guess so."
Kyrie shook her hood in amusement. "Alright, now, it should be up here…somewhere."
Doc's eyes looked up at the big stone building, clearly labeled 'FlyWheel Jail.' "Huh. How'd I miss this place?"
"It is in a weird location." The pearl colored lawyer looked up at the building, "Come on, I'll bring you to the holding cell, that's probably where they are."
Doc gave a swift nod, "usually the big cell that's right when you first go in?"
Kyrie smiled as she went through the door, holding it for the hudson, "Yeah. You know something tells me you would have been fine finding this place by yourself."
Doc chuckled, "Well maybe, but I think it's a lil' quicker this way."
He gently closed the door behind him, as he looked around in the small holding cell…. And there sat, a Black BMW that looked up at the pair coming in…. His Slate blue eyes widened, "Kyrie!"
"Alex!" Kyrie smiled wide, then weakened, "Hon' what on earth are you doing in here again? I got a call saying that the Jeweler got arrested today. Did something happen?"
The BMW Sighed heavy, his Slate blue eyes lowered, "Sweetheart, I got arrested for helping a friend get away from that Blasted Marshal!" he shook his hood sadly…. Leaning on the bars for support…
Kyrie's eyes soften… as she rolled closer to her husband… "It's alright, you did the right thing…"
Doc's eyes looked around the building for a fancy painted dark red Dodge…. But…. His crystal eyes found nothing but an overused holding cell …
"Strange…" Doc felt his eye frames come together…. "I thought someone called for me…"
Alex perked up at that. "… You are Doctor Hudson?"
Doc looked at him with confused eyes, "I am."
Alex nodded, a small smile tugged, "Oh Thank God, I did get the number right."
The Hudson Hornet Looked at him with complex emotion, "Why on earth did you call me? How did you call me?"
Alex shifted a lil' "I called the number on the forms…. And I got a women by the name of Kendal… saying that she would send out Doctor Hudson to Help Quinn."
Doc pressed closer to him, "But Quinn isn't here…? You said he was in jail."
Alex gave an uneasy smile… "Marshal went after him, I'm sure he found where he was but…. Well…" His slate blue eyes looked around uneasy, "I'm worried because he's not here… so I had to alert someone that knew him…"
Doc paused for a long while…. Looking at Alex's uneasy features…. The remembering about the ticket that he got from Marshal Marshall…. And the over used jail cell…..
"Is he a crooked cop?" Doc asked very lowly so only the three of them can hear….
Alex tossed his hood back and forth in a thought… "I have hunches, but there is no proof…"
Doc paused. Looked over at the BMW.. then gave a slight nod, "You a good guy Alex." A small smile… "now… do you know where he might of went….?"
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The sight was blurry…. The sun was very low, shining right into the miss matched pupils.. one… very diolated…. His sugar brown eyes twitched funny as they try to keep up with his spinning head…
"wer amm ei…?" he slurred horribly to himself…
He got up on his tires as he found himself leaning off to one side…stumbling over his tires and smacking right into a wall…..
"wer amm ei…?" he slurred again… looking around the seemly spinning alley way…stumbling into trash cans falling all over the place….
' he look up at the trucks taking his rings…. Laughing… laughing at his broken body…. '
His weak, spinning eyes looked around again… "eh rwings.. eh rwings… " he panted suddenly as he looked over weakly, suddenly getting dizzy and woozy…..
' "Well, Well….someone doesn't know how to listen"…. The Diplomat looked down at the broken body "I told you to stay out of the city, but someone had to find his way back into the city…"
He looked at him…. then gave a thought Huh as he kicked his tire causing Quinn to wince….
"Boys, what did I tell you about rough housing with the new comers?" The Diplomat looked over at the group of trucks before him… "You should be ashamed of yourselves.."
The Trucks chuckled…..causing the officer to chuckle….. "You all behave yourselves okay? Keep this up and folks will start wondering…."
"Yes officer." One of the trucks chuckled back.
"Now…"… Marshal looked back at the crumbled dodge, "You got what you deserved…. " A smirk tugged on the one side of him… "Have a nice day." '
Quinn blinked a few times… trying to see down the alley.. but … his mind kept spinning…. And his vision was so blurry… "Wer amm ei….. wer amm ei… eh rwings….. eh rwings… wer rrr ey… trwks… trwks tohook hem…."….. his eyes watered….. his slurring not improving… "al-less….. al-less… .o al-less…."
His body pulsed with pain… causing him to flinch and wince on the ground…. And…. that's when he noticed….. all the oil that spotted the ground….. all the marks on his crumpled frame…. The damage that he really was in… "Al-less… eim sarrwe….."
The darkness slowly took over his senses…. …. His eyes rolling back….. as the pain finally kicked in…..
"al-less…"
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