A/N: Okay, so I've finally got SOMETHING up. Yes, I am aware this is not my best work and this may seem a little too unrealistic or something. But I felt like I needed something. I will try to promise a much better chapter after this one. Anyways, reviews please! Thank you again everyone, I know I say this on like every chapter, but I really mean it. Thank you.
Song is 'Thunderstruck' by AC/DC
You've been - thunderstruck!
Rode down the highway
Broke the limit, we hit the ton
Went through to Texas, yeah Texas
And we had some fun
Murdock laughed the whole time Face picked the lock of an empty home with a 'For Sale' sign in the yard. It was dark and they were in the backyard, which had a high fence, so they were sure no one would catch them. As soon as he pushed the now unlocked door open, Face glared at Murdock.
"What?" He demanded. Murdock pulled a not-so-serious face. "Face...you're a man. Why are you carrying a bobby pin around in your pocket?" He asked through small giggles.
Face rolled his eyes and stepped into the nice house, ignoring Murdock as he followed in behind him. They wandered into the living room, and Face headed to the kitchen. Murdock pulled the two bananas out of his jacket pocket and handed one off to Face. They sat in the carpeted living room on the floor, eating the fruit then discarding the peels out the back door.
Face layed back on the floor, stretching out. "Not too bad. We've been in worse conditions." His eyes closed and he sighed deeply. Murdock fell down beside him and rolled onto his back, staring up at the arched ceiling.
"What'll we do tomorrow?" The Captain asked quietly. Face answered in a drowsy tone, "Keep moving. Get some sleep."
It was nine when they woke up and quickly left the house without being seen and were back on the sidewalks, stomachs growling for some breakfast. Murdock patted his middle. "Let's just rob someone. I'm hungry." He wined.
"No, we'll figure something out." Face squinted up the road. A black Sedan was approaching slowly and Face locked his eyes on it, noticing the blacked out windows and dark windshield, making it nearly impossible to see the driver. It passed and they were about to keep going when Murdock heard a sound behind him and turned, seeing the Sedan continue along at a faster speed and saw an envelope laying on the ground that hadn't been there before.
He cocked his head and headed back to it to investigate. Face sensed his absence and looked over his shoulder, seeing the pilot kneeling at the envelope and poking at it. The conman walked down to him curiously.
"What's that?" Face wanted to know and Murdock shook his head. "I dunno, that black car threw it out the window. And I think they were looking at us."
His fingers kept poking the envelope before Face finally snatched up the package and shook it by his ear. Then he stuck his finger under the corner of the flap and tore it open. Inside was a folded piece of paper and a cell phone.
Murdock made a startled face and Face handed him the note, looking closely at the phone as if it was a bomb. Meanwhile, Murdock unfolded the note and started to read it aloud.
"Dallas, Texas. Don't be late." He looked up, eyebrows mashed together in confusion. Face met his stare. "All it says."
"Don't be late?" Face asked and Murdock nodded. "Does it have a time?"
But Murdock shook his head, saying, "No, I told you. All it says is, 'Dallas, Texas. Don't be late.' It has no time...how can we be late, if we don't know when to show up? What idiots."
Face made a disgusted noise and squeezed the cell phone tightly, looking around. The phone rang.
They both jumped and Murdock pointed to Face's hand. "Answer it!"
"No, really?" Face rolled his eyes and flipped the phone open, putting it to his ear with a wary expression. "Uh...hello?"
A smooth voice on the other end replied. "Ah, Mr. Peck. How are you doing this fine morning?"
"Who is this?" Face asked slowly. Murdock was inching closer, trying to hear. Face waved him off. "I assume then you got my letter. I think you should follow it's intructions and don't try to back out. We will know where you go." The man said, ignoring Face's question. "It hardly has instructions on it." Face muttered and the man chuckled.
"Then you should have no problem, unless stupid beside you has any problems following," He broke off and Face looked over at Murdock's anxious face. "Alright...we'll be there. Are you gonna tell me who you are now, since you apparently know me?"
There was another man's voice in the background then, "We shall see you there tomorrow then. You don't want to keep your...items waiting. Who is to say what may happen to them if you disobey." There was a click and Face pulled the phone away, seeing the screen go back to the home screen.
"What'd they say? Who was it?" Murdock hounded him and Face stared dumbfounded at the phone.
He shook his head. "He didn't say. But he mentioned something about...our items? Keeping them waiting will...or something will happen to our items if we are late..."
"Oh no! Not our items, Face we've got to hurry!" Murdock made as if to sprint away but froze and looked back at Face again. "Wait...we have items?"
A breeze blew by them and Face sighed. "That was stupid. I don't know, what to do."
"We take a bus. Maybe a taxi, I dunno," Murdock began in a calmer voice than Face. "we get to Dallas and figure this all out."
Face pursed his lips. "Meet up with this guy-"
"Is that really a good idea?" Murdock asked. "I mean we don't know who these people are, so they could be like a mob or something."
Face was nodding by the time he finished speaking. "You're probably right. We can wait around, agree to meet this guy in public." He offered. Murdock agreed. "See? Good thing I spoke up. I'm not that stupid, people really underestimate me."
"Oh yeah, you've got good judgment," Face rolled his eyes and started walking, looking around. Murdock took him seriously, grinning as he trotted alongside Faceman. "Yeah, tell me something I don't know. I guess it just comes naturally."
But Face had all but stopped listening, looking around and chewing on the inside of his cheek. "We'll need some cash..."
They both fell silent, thinking. Face almost feared Murdock's answer, wondering how dangerous and/or stupid it would be. He readied a response and Murdock spoke up. "Sunglasses."
"No, absolutely no-...Did you say sunglasses?" Face did a double take, turning to the pilot. He nodded and shrugged. "Sure. We've got some pretty nice sunglasses, they'd sell for somethin'."
"Once again," Face chuckled. "You're brilliant."
The two sunglasses totaled together was worth ten dollars. Face shoved it into his pocket, looking around for a bus stop or something. Murdock was absently rubbing his stomach, being first to spot the bus sign. "Window seat." He declared before leading the way across the road to the bench.
"I'm hungry."
"I know. You're been saying that for a few hours now." Face rubbed his forehead. He was getting the beginning of a headache. And Murdock complaining about his hunger problems was not helping it at all.
Murdock flinched as his stomach growled again. "But it's getting worse. Really."
"Do you have enough money for a meal?" Face demanded a little too harshly and Murdock gave him a look then groaned. "Dear God," He grumbled. "It's the Abacus. Been there once, great food. Ugh."
"Stop thinking about it. Okay?" Face grabbed Murdock's left arm, pulling him a little closer as he started to drift towards the four star restaurant. "Look. We're finally here, after a few long bus rides. It's getting late, we need to find somewhere to stay for the night. Motel is out of the question. Looks like it's the alley for tonight." Face tried not to sound as unhappy as he felt about this.
They walked, the sun setting behind them. Face thought he may have found a suitable place to lay for the night when he remember he was still holding Murdock's arm. As he took his hand away, his fingers brushed something on the pilot's wrist. It felt hard, definitely a bracelet. When Face looked down to investigate, he saw something that was both fimilar and idea-sparking.
"Murdock...where's you get this?" He held Murdock's wrist up.
The Captain looked at the gold bracelet and shrugged. "Um, I had this old girlfriend once. She got it for me years back, it cost like over five hundred dollars. But I..." He broke off, eyes growing as he saw Face's smile forming. "You sure?" The conman clarified. Murdock nodded eagerly, quickly going to unclasp it.
They decided to go in a cheap looking store, where someone would pay more for the chain. Now they were staring dumbstruck at the money in Murdock's hands. "Nearly eight hundred dollars," Face said quietly. He grinned then, meet eyes with the Captain. "Would you like to eat at the Abacus?"
Murdock's answering smile told him exactly what he was thinking and Face nudged his arm. "Let's go then."
"And after this, we are getting a room somewhere," Murdock informed him in a matter-of-fact tone. "I don't wanna sleep in an alley."