This is gonna keep going until I stop. But vuala'!

"That was Geoffrey Wilder." Trini groaned.

"Don't get up." Jake pushed her back down.

"What are you talking about?" Chase snapped. "The dude who attacked us was in his twenties, tops. And along with being an old dude, Alex Wilder's dad is also dead. Trust me, I saw him get blown up before watching an entire ocean get dumped on his corpse."

"She's right, Chase." Nico said as she gripped her arm. "I'd recognize Mr. Wilder's baritone anywhere. I don't know how, but he's definitely the one who kidnapped Molly. And if I hadn't used up the Staff of One stopping Gert's stupid animal from ripping me to shreds, I probably could have rescued her."

"We're all to blame for what happened, Hot Lips." Trini tried to sit up once more; pressing the cloth to her hip.

"Yeah, so unless you little muzzle spell is permanent, I'd watch your bug mouth." Gert threated as she petted Old Lace; who had a red muzzle wrapped around her snout.

"Um, I realize we all have some…personal stuff to work out, but can we maybe concentrate on bigger problems now?" Chase lowered his head slightly. "Like, who were those mouth-breathers that helped Wilder grab Molly? And how is the Lead of The Pride breathing at all?"

"I'm gonna go ahead and bet on time travel." Jake helped Trini up.

"Yeah, like the same way the old me came back from the future a few months ago. Apparently, time travel is the new business class." Gert agreed.

"Did any of your catch what their getaway vehicle was?" Victor cocked his head back. "They're not driving around in a DeLorean, are they?"

"No, it was a plain white van, like the one Chase used to drive." Nico answered.

"Great now all we have to do is look for a white van. Which what half of L.A.'s workforce drives." Jake shrugged.

"Can't believe these losers stole a move from my playbook." Chase gripped the wheel.

Back at the Bunker

"Victor, you and Chase have fifteen minutes to get the Leapfrog up and running again. Jake, patch up Trini. " Nico ordered. "I'm gonna go bang my head against the wall until the Staff of One comes back out."

"Solid plan." Jake mumbled as he set Trini down on a table.

"Mandroid, go grab me a new shock absorber outta your workshop, cool?" Chase ordered.

"But I think I got some over-."

"Victor! Why don't you come over here and help me with this!" Trini called from the table; pointing at her wound.

Victor looked back at Chase and then sighed. "Fine."

Chase turned to Trini and smiled.

"You owe me." She mouthed with a wink.

"Did you have to invite The Terminator over here?" Jake whispered to Trini.

"You need to be nicer to him." She pointed at him.

"So, what can I help you with?" Victor asked as he towards them.

"I need Jake to get me the cross in my room and a cup of water." Trini whispered softly.

"Whatever." Jake turned around. "Just don't let her bleed to death."

Victor waited until Jake was out of earshot. "So, you and Jake, huh?"

"Uh, yeah…I mean…we kinda…"

"Yeah, I get it." Victor nodded as he pressed onto her wound. Though, his voice seemed emotionless.

"Please, Vic, we already have enough drama for today." Trini narrowed her eyes.

"Well, there wouldn't be any if you were just outright about your….emotions."

"Oh, god. Are you really mad at me about that?" She raised her hand.

"Yes, I am."

"Why?"

"Because I liked you?"

"And you say I wasn't out about my emotions."

"Well-."

"Don't even bother." She shook her head. "If you're gonna be bitching about something that wasn't even there, then just go away."

"Fine." Victor tossed the towel and stomped off.

He shoved past Jake who walked in with a cup and a cross.

"What's up with him?" Jake growled.

"Nothing." Trini dropped the cross in the water; then drank. She saved the cross in the cup; her wound healed instantly. "Just drama.

UGH, i hated this chapter! I HATE IT! BUt review :3