Walkin on the Sun by Smashmouth

28. Motorcycle

"Red, we can't just-"

Liz's voice drowned out as the metallic monster gave a rather demonic roar as he revved the Chopper's engine.

"I'm sorry I can't hear you, Lizzie, what were you saying, can you say that again?" Red asked as he cocked his head towards her.

"You can't just-"

He twisted his hand and revved the engine once more making her own words sound silent to her ears.

She folded her arms and glared at him.

He laughed. "I'm sorry, Lizzie, that was mean-but I couldn't pass up the chance! I've always wanted to do things like those silly eighties movies with those, 'Greasers' and 'rebels without causes." He smiled at her and preoccupied himself by adjusting his black suspenders over his dress shirt and straightening his black bow tie.

She rolled her eyes at him.

"What are you waiting for Lizzie?" He asked cheerfully. "Hop on!"

Liz shook her head in disbelief. "Red, we had to report back to Cooper half an hour ago! It's half past twelve already!"

"Which is why I asked Dembe to drop off my motorcycle," he replied.

"If you think I am risking my life by getting on that..that thing with you then you are so wro-"

"Come now, Lizzie," he held his hand out to her with a charismatic grin. "I'd never put your life at risk. Not intentionally. Have faith in me...this once."

She stared at him. He continued to hold his hand out to her, giving her those eyes. No! Not those eyes! He was almost begging her with those damned beautiful eyes!

She reached out reluctantly towards his hand.

God, you're so weak Elizabeth, she thought to herself.

He grasped her fingers in his hand and helped her settle herself behind him; making sure that her overcoat hid her long red dress. He would not have her looking immodest because of his adrenaline junkie behavior.

She hesitated before grabbing onto his shoulders nervously.

"Surely, we can do better than that," he said as she grabbed the proffered helmet from his hand. She snapped the black helmet around her chin and wiped her sweaty palms on her coat.

Before she could put her hands back on his shoulder, he reached behind him, grabbed her arms and wrapped them tightly around his waist. She smiled as he looked back at her.

"Hold on as tight as you'd like Lizzie!"

A/N: JackandSam, you know you're the best! Thanks to eaglechica19 for the prompt! Let me know what you guys think!