C.C. stopped writing once again to think. She put her palm under her chin and rested her elbow on her knee. She knew she'd have to leave out the "grizzly" details of this part, just in case the three Sheffield children ever read this. She was positive they would. In her mind's eye though, she could see and feel everything. The way his skin felt against her own, the way he whispered her name against her lips, and the way his eyes sparkled like diamonds.
She wrapped her arms around herself and rocked back and forth slowly, she was now staring off into space as that night returned to her memory. Something that had started out so beautiful, turned to something ugly fast.
With a final kiss, I ran my teeth gently across his bottom lip. It had been a good thing no one but us was home, it probably would have been embarrassing if anyone had. We were both lying on our sides and he had his arms wrapped around me and mine around him, this was absolute bliss.
"I knew there was a reason I called you Spunky." He laughed and so did I.
"Am I still your captive?" I asked.
"No, you are my love." He replied smiling.
"And you are mine." I said. He gave me a quick kiss before he sat up and ran his fingers through his hair. I sat up with him, holding the sheet up to cover myself. "What is it?"
"I have to tell somethin' to you, and don't be afraid." He said.
"Ok..." I was unsure of what he was going to do, this was strange...well so was this evening.
"C.C., I wasn't hired to kidnap you." I felt my mouth drop open and I moved back a few inches.
"What?" I gasped.
"I overheard the guys I work for talkin' about how they were just going to kill you right there in New York, but I said that I'd rather do it. I got you out of the city because I wanted you to be safe. I saw how your life was a little bit, and how miserable you looked and felt, I wanted to show you how a good life could really be, but I had no idea I'd fall for you the way I have." He said. I placed my palm on my forehead and took in a deep breath. I couldn't believe this. He'd kidnapped me to protect me? That made no sense whatsoever! I looked at him once more and saw he was no longer looking at me, he was looking at his hands.
I sighed. "Derick, you have to let me go back. If those guys want to kill me, then let them, I will die knowing that I was loved by you and your family." I said as I placed my hand on his back. He turned to me again and grinned.
"I won't let them kill my Spunky." He then pushed me back down easily and kissed me, here we went again.
I jolted awake when I heard the sounds of screaming from outside. I looked over and saw that Derick was no where to be found. I grabbed my clothes up from the floor and pulled them on quickly, I was just about to pull on my boots when Chris came bursting in the door.
"C.C.! Come on! Hurry!" She was gasping for breath between each word.
"What's going on?" I shouted as I pulled on my other boot and then jumped to my feet.
"Get down!" She yelled. She ducked down on the floor and I did as she did. She motioned for me to crawl like she was doing and I did. I realized what she had told me to do was a good thing because just then shots began to ring out and one busted my window. I let out a scream as a few shards of glass hit my back, they didn't cut me, but the noise just scared me.
"What's happening?" I shouted. Chris was on her feet now, we were in the hall and I followed her action.
"Those guys are here! They're outside shooting at us!" Chris was trembling, but I had no room to say anything bad, so was I.
"Where's the kids?" I asked. More shots rang out, glass shattered from all the windows. Chris let out a scream as a window shattered in I guess Koty's room, I was closest to it and that's where the sound came from.
"They're in the storm cellar! We put them in there because when we were coming back from Austin, I had this bad feeling someone was following us!" She covered her ears as more gunfire came from all around. "Let's go!" She yelled. She grabbed my hand and half dragged me down the hall, then down the stairs. When we got to the living room, I saw that Derick and Rick were hiding behind the couch, they both had guns in there hands and after a few shots, they would turn around and fire blindly in some odd direction, hoping to catch someone.
"Chris! You two go out to the cellar now!" Rick yelled just before her turned around and just fired in any direction. I heard a yelp from outside, he'd gotten someone.
"C.C., let's go." Chris grabbed my hand again but before we headed out into the madness that was going on. She stopped by the hall closet and pulled out two pistols, she actually handed one to me. "I hope you know how to shoot this thing!" She called as she slammed the door.
"I do!" I called back to her.
Like a trained police officer, she put her back to the wall when she got to the door that would lead out to the storm cellar, she held her arm out and pressed me against the wall as well. She held the gun up near her face but I kept mine at my side, I think I was too scared to actually do anything else.
"Here we go." She muttered and then she yanked the door open and we both took off into the darkness. I couldn't see where I was going at all, the only things I could see were the flashes and Chris just a little bit. I went to reach out to catch the back of her shirt, but something happened that still burns in my memory and will never go away.
A shot rang out and I knew it was nearby, but it didn't hit me, it hit Chris. She screamed and whirled around before she fell. Her body hit the ground with a thump and I had to jump back from her falling down on top of me. I screamed and that made me wish I hadn't, they started to aim at me this time. I even heard one say they'd gotten the wrong one. I "hit the dirt" literally and grabbed Chris's gun from her hand. I saw that her eyes were closed and she didn't seem to be breathing, I wanted to cry so bad, but this was definitely not the time or the place. I was now joining in on the calamity as I started to shoot at people. I couldn't see where they were or even if I was aiming at the right people, but I must have gotten a few because some of the gunfire ceased.
"C.C.! Come here!" I heard Derick say from behind me. I turned around quickly and saw he was running at me full speed.
"Derick!" A gunshot whizzed by my ear and I ducked my head down to the dirt again.
"Rick's dead!" He then saw that Chris was dead as well and for a moment, the entire gunfire just stopped. He wasn't really convinced so he got on the ground with me. "We've got to get you out of here, come on, we're almost to the cellar." He put his hand on my back and we slinked toward the cellar. I knew that I would be dirty if or when I got back up, but right now, I didn't give a damn.
Gunshots started up again, but there weren't as many as before, it was about three people now, still that didn't mean it was safe to get up.
"Give me your gun C.C." Derick said.
"What?" I asked.
"Just give me the gun!" He demanded. I stared at him for a second and then handed them both over. "Keep crawling and when you get inside, lock the door and stay there until I tell you to come out." He stood up quickly and began to shoot in the direction of the people who were shooting at him.
I crawled as fast as I could toward the cellar, but that wasn't enough. I felt a sharp pain go through my arm and I screamed as I fell down and clutched it. I could feel the blood pumping and it was soaking my clothes and hand. I rolled over onto my back groaning and my hand was shaking because of the pain, oh my God it hurt so badly. I saw Derick get down on his knees next to me and was leaning over to look me over.
"Oh my God." That was all I heard. There was another crack of a gunshot and I watched as Derick jolted a little before he fell over on his side. I tried to turn my head to look over at him, but I couldn't, I was too weak and now I didn't even care, I wanted to die along with my true friends, so I just closed my eyes and waited for death to take me.
I sadly did not get my wish, I woke up in a hospital with Niles, Fran, and Maxwell all in the room. I let out a groan and Niles was the first one to be at my side.
"Miss Babcock? Are you all right?" He asked with worry in his voice.
"Wha? Where?" I muttered trying to get my bearings.
"You're in a hospital in Austin Miss Babcock, do you have any recollection of what happened at all?" Niles asked. I tried to think, I couldn't remember really anything. I slowly placed my hand on my forehead and I felt a sharp pain in my arm, it all flooded back to me then.
"Derick!" I shouted as I shot up quickly.
"Calm down C.C., easy." Maxwell said as he gently pushed me back into a lying position.
"Where's Derick? And Chris? Rick and the kids? Where are they?" I questioned. The three looked at each other with strange looks.
"Who are they?" Fran asked. I looked at her with great confusion.
"You mean...you don't know?" I asked. They all shook their heads. "I was...I was kidnapped for three days! I thought...I thought..." I was stuck, they were all looking at each other funny.
"Miss Babcock, we just thought you were on vacation, and when the doctors called us, they said that someone had brought you in here, a man. He said you needed help, that you'd been robbed and shot. They said they never saw him again after that." She said. I gasped. What the hell was this? Was this a sick joke? She must have read my look because she reached in the pocket of her short skirt and held out a folded up piece of paper. "He did say to give this to you." She said.
I took it from her slowly. I couldn't help but wonder what the good Samaritan had done for me. I mean he had saved my life, but how did he find me? What had become of all the bodies of the people and my friends? When I opened the paper, I had to re-read the phrase a few times, before I finally started sobbing.
"New Mercy's in the morning."
Ok yay. Killed off most of the adults, I am happy XD This is the final chapter before the epilogue so yay!