Hey guys, thought I would finish this chapter last night, but oh well! Thanks to everyone who reads and reviews, it's much appreciated!
Jace was allowed one phone call, so he used it to call Isabelle. He wasn't enjoying being handcuffed to Eric.
"After we take the mug shots, we bring them down here," said muscely, hairy tour guide Police Officer Bat, as he showed the children who had come to visit the waiting room, "where they wait to be interviewed by the arresting officers. Trust me kids, you do not want to be sitting on these benches. We call this place Loserville."
This made the kids chuckle, as they were ushered elsewhere. One of the fat children walked up to Eric, with his camera phone out, and took a picture of Eric's angry expression.
This aggravated Eric, and seen as he was out of use of both of his hands, he kicked the boy's camera phone out his hand, sending it flying.
"Hello?" Isabelle answered her phone from the side of the pool of her new house.
"Hey, Isabelle, it's Jace."
"Hey Jace," said Isabelle. "Where are you guys?"
"We are at the spa at the hotel," he lied. He didn't usually lie, but desperate times called for desperate measures.
"Cool," said Isabelle, enjoying the sun. "We're just getting some sun. Is Simon around?"
"Of course he's around," Jace panicked. "Why wouldn't he be around?"
"I'm just wondering why you're calling me."
"Um…" Jace procrastinated. "We made a deal, no talking to our girlfriends or wives. So we're all calling each other's."
"Okay," Isabelle sensed the lie through the phone. "What's up?"
"Uh, you are not going to believe this." Jace said. "We got comped an extra night at the hotel!"
"You did?"
"Yeah. The suite is— it's ridiculous! It's out of control! There's like room service, and a butler. I mean, just the works!" He was getting carried away with himself. We're thinking of spending the night here, and we're gonna come back totally relaxed in the morning."
"You want to stay another night?" Isabelle didn't like the idea. "But the wedding's tomorrow."
"Yeah, that's why we're gonna get up real early, and we'll be back in plenty of time."
"Okay. Are you sure that's a good idea?"
"Herondale, Lightwood, Gold. Room three." Called a police officer who was reading from a clip board.
"Okay, Izzy, I gotta go." Jace said, looking under his arm at the police officer. "We'll talk to you later." He said, hanging up before she could say anything.
"Come on, come on," said the impatient police officer. "Chop chop."
The boys realised the handcuffs were all twisted. "Okay, okay, spin around," they said to Eric, who was in the middle. "That's it," they said, a little too soon. "I'll go over!" Said Jace. "Stop, stop!" Interjected Alec. "Can you just?" Eric thought he was on to something. "Hold on."
"We got it, Eric," said Jace, stepping over them, instantly untangling them. "Just relax." What they didn't realise, was that Eric was still tangled at the back.
So the police officers were Officer Aldertree and Officer Malachi. Aldertree was the small, fat one, and Malachi was the tall, skinny one. Jace swore he knew them from somewhere.
"Gentlemen," said Officer Malachi. "We've got some good news, and we've got some bad news." He said, placing the papers down. "The good news is, we found your Mercedes."
Jace chuckled in delight.
"That's great news," said Alec, glad to see that he would live to see his sister's marriage go down the drain.
"That's great," Jace grinned. "See?"
"Yeah, it's over at impound right now." Officer Malachi continued. "We picked it up at five a.m. this morning, parked in the middle of the Las Vegas Boulevard."
"In the middle," Jace coughed. "That's weird."
"Yeah, that is weird. There was also a note," he said, holding it in the air. "It says, uh, 'Couldn't find a meter but here's four bucks.'" He threw the note in front of them. "The bad news is," he continued, "we can't get you in front of a judge until Monday morning."
"Oh, no, uh, officer, that's just impossible." Jace stammered. "No, we need to be in L.A. tomorrow for a wedding."
"You stole a police car," Aldertree spoke for the first time.
"We didn't steal anything," Alec said. "Um, we found it." Alec hated lying, but he wasn't technically lying. He didn't know what happened last night.
"Yeah, if anything, we deserve a reward or something, like a trophy," Eric said.
"I see assholes like you everyday," Malachi spat out.
"Every fucking day!" Aldertree echoed.
"Let's go to Vegas," Malachi mimicked what he stereotyped them as, "we'll all get drunk and get laid!"
"Yeah!" Aldertree joined in. "Whoo! Woo-hoo!"
"Woo-hoo! Let's steal a cop car, because it'd be really fucking funny!"
"Think you gonna get away with it? Not up in here." Aldertree said.
"Not up in here!" Malachi bellowed an echo.
"Oh," said Jace.
"Uh,"
"Sir," Jace looked at Malachi with pleading eyes. "If I may? I'm assuming that that squad car belongs to you."
"Yeah," Malachi said.
"Yeah," said Jace. "Look, I'm not a cop, I'm not hero. I'm a schoolteacher. But if one of my kids went missing on a field trip, that would look really bad on me.
"What are you getting at?" Malachi narrowed his eyes at Jace.
"Yeah, Jace, what are you getting at?" Alec gritted his teeth together.
"No one wants to look bad," said Jace. "We got to get to a wedding, and you guys don't need people talking about how some obnoxious tourists borrowed your squad car last night. But look, the point is, I think we can work out a deal. Discreetly, of course. What do you say?"
The officers looked at each other, talking with their eyes. Aldertree scrawled something quickly on his clipboard and passed it to Malachi. It must have been funny, because Malachi started chuckling. Alec chuckled with him, trying to blur the enemy line.
"Let me ask you a question," said Malachi. "Do, uh, any of you gentlemen have a heart condition or anything like that?"
"Uh, no," Jace said, perplexed at the sort of question that was.
"Okay, kids," said Officer Malachi, as the five of them stood in front of a class of children, "you're in for a real treat today. These gentlemen have kindly volunteered to demonstrate how a stun gun is used to subdue a subject."
The kids gasped and murmured amongst themselves.
"Yeah," Malachi laughed. "That's right."
"Wait a sec," Jace, Alec, and Eric said. "What?"
"Now, there's two ways to use a stun gun," Malachi continued, picking up two stun guns. "Up close and personal," he said, stunning Alec in the head quickly, giving him no notice. Alec screamed and fell to the floor. The kids found this enjoyable.
"What the fuck?" Jace said, looked at Alec, wide eyed.
"Or you can shoot it from a distance," Malachi grinned. "Do I have any volunteers? You wanna come up here and do some shooting, huh?" The childrens' hands went up immediately.
"All right, how about you, young lady?" He said, pointing to a small, Asian child. "Come on up here. Alright. Let's go handsome," he said, directed at Jace, "come on."
Eric stepped forward.
"Not you, fat Jesus, slide it back." Malachi sent him packing. "You, pretty boy." He motioned to Jace, and Jace stepped forward. "All right, now, it's real simple," he said, handing the little girl the stun gun. "All you've got to do is point, aim and shoot, all right?" The little girl nodded.
"Okay, look," Jace raised his hands and swallowed as the little girl pointed the gun at him, right at the forehead. "You don't really want to do this."
"You can do this," Malachi said, bending down to the little girl's level. "Just focus." The girl nodded.
"Don't listen to this maniac," Jace said, his voice wavering. "Let's think this thing through."
"Finish him!" Malachi screamed.
The little girl's hand slipped, and aimed for Jace's Highly Personal Area instead of his forehead.
"Oh fuck!" Jace screamed in pain, writhing to the floor.
"Yeah!" Malachi whooped in delight. "Right in the nuts! That was beautiful." The kids were highly amused.
"Well done," he said, clapping with Officer Aldertree. "Give her a hand, everybody,"
"Good job," said Aldertree. "Good job," he even had Eric clapping along with them.
"Good job. Well done. Good job, that was great!" Malachi praised the little girl before she sat back in her seat. "Good. Hey, we got one more charge left. Anybody want to do some shooting up here?"
"How about you, big man?" Malachi pointed to a little boy who seemed familiar to Eric. "Come on up here."
As the boy stood from his seat, Eric realised exactly who he was. He had kicked the little boy's camera phone not that long ago, now the boy was back for revenge. Everything from there seemed to go in slow motion.
"Okay, same instructions," Malachi gave the boy the stun gun. "Just point, aim, and shoot."
The boy stared Eric in the eye as he raised the gun, aiming for his stomach.
"There you go," Malachi said. "That's the stuff. I like the intensity. Eye of the tiger. Good."
The boy slowly raised the gun to Eric's head.
"You're holding fifty thousand volts, little man," said Malachi, watching the boy, delighted at the thought of Eric in pain. "Don't be afraid to ride the lightening."
The boy released the trigger, directly hitting Eric's face, but it didn't take its full effect on him.
"In the face, in the face!" Malachi laughed with Aldertree. "Oh, oh, he's still up!"
This, however, did not amuse the children.
"Alright everybody, calm down," Malachi laughed. "Take it easy. We've seen it before, he just needs a little extra charge." He said, and tased him in the neck, making Eric fall onto his side onto the desk. "There we go," the two officers laughed. "Some of these big boys, you've got to give them two shots," he slapped Eric's ass. "Alright kids, who wants to get their fingerprints done, huh? Come on, let's go!"
"Fuck those guys!" Alec said, as they waited at the car impound to get their car back. "You hear me? That was bullshit. I'm telling everybody we stole a cop car!"
"They let us go," said Jace. "Who cares?"
"I care." Alec said. "You can't just do that. You can't just tase people because you think it's funny. That's police brutality!" Alec exhaled deeply. "I'm getting a soda. Do you guys want anything?"
"No," said Jace, so Alec set off to find a drink. "My man doesn't shut up," Jace said to Eric. "For the love of the Angel. Eric, you okay?"
"I'm just worried," he admitted. "What if something happened to Simon? Something bad?"
"Come on," said Jace. "You can't think like that."
"I mean, what if he's dead?" Jace thought this was highly unlikely for a vampire. "I can't afford to lose anyone close to me again. It hurts too much. I was so upset when my grandpa died."
"Oh I'm sorry, how did he die?" Jace wasn't sorry at all.
"Word War II."
"Died in battle?" Jace instantly had more respect for him.
"No, he was skiing in Vermont," Eric said. "It was just during World War II." And that respect was instantly lost.
"Eric," he said, "Simon is fine."
"Well, why hasn't he called?"
"I don't know, but we're going to figure it out."
"I'll tell you another thing," Alec said, walking back with his soda. (I just realised it was weird for a dentist to be drinking fizzy drinks.) "Six to one odds our car is beaten to shit."
"Alec, not now," Jace hushed him.
"No, how much do you want to bet it's fucked beyond all recognition?"
"That's enough," Jace said, standing up. "Eric's seriously worried, okay? Let's not freak him out anymore." He said, quiet enough for Eric not to hear.
"I'm sorry, Eric," Alec said, patting Eric on the back. "You know what? We'll search the car for clues and everything's going to be okay."
They heard the sound of a car approaching.
"Oh shit, I can't watch," said Jace. "Just tell me what it looks like."
"Not looking. Not looking." Said Alec, but he was looking. "Wow. Alright," he said, seeing that the car looked fine.
"Oh, thank the Angel," said Jace. "You see?" he said to Eric. "It's gonna be alright."
Was going to put the bit where they open the car trunk in this chapter, but decided to make it a cliffhanger xD think I'll probably write another chapter of my other fanfiction before I update this one, so who knows how long it'll be till I update again!