Final spoliers for The Dunes...

Well, as I didn't have a DJing gig this weekend, I sat down and re-read the previous chapters... I'm so sorry for the sucky spelling - there are actually words missing in some paragraphs. I'm going to have to go back and rectify that.

But Who's Going To Save You?

Chapter 12: Gunshots and Fairgrounds

Felicity let out another scream as the pellets from the shotgun sent the glass in the window exploding everywhere. Graham let out a roar of frustration and stormed back out of the front door. She didn't even wait to make sure he was gone before she had wrenched open the door she had been cowering against and ran after Chase and Todd.

"Chase!" she called, catching him up.

"What are you doing here?" he asked her. "You should have stayed with the others. It would have been safer."

"Let's argue about that later," Felicity told him. "It's not going to take him long to work out where we are," she added, ducking under Todd's other arm to give him some more support.

"Chase? Do you copy?" Dean's voice came blasting out of the radio. "Chase? Flick? One of you answer your bloody radio!"

"Dean, stay off air, he's listening to us," Chase told him, urgently.

"Chase, hide. He's coming for you!"

"We need to get off the track," Chase told them, leading them to the lower ground, behind the bushes. He glanced over his shoulder, spotting Graham's ute before he heard it. "Down, down!" he cried, pulling them to the ground – just in time as the ute soared past them.

"He's gonna kill me," Todd whimpered.

"He's not," Felicity tried to assure him. "He's just-" she was cut off by a gunshot and the sound of a vehicle crashing.

Chase and Felicity glanced at each other, their faces mirroring the alarm the other had. "Stay here," Chase instructed Todd, as he and Felicity scrambled back up the banking.

"What are you doing? It's a trap!" Todd exclaimed, grabbing at Felicity to pull her back.

"Shit!" Felicity roared as she fell backwards, feeling her ankle go underneath her.

"Felicity!" Chase cried. "Are you alright?"

"It's just my ankle," Felicity told him, waving him away. "Go see to Graham. I'll be there in a minute." As Chase nodded and disappeared, she allowed her head to fall back against the sand. "Damnit," she muttered, balling her fists up and slamming the ground. "Go help him," she instructed Todd.

"But he's going to kill me."

"Stay here with me and I'll kill you," Felicity lied, hoping Todd would believe her. He did. As soon as he was over the top, she rolled over and pulled herself up the banking, limping over to where Chase was busy working on Graham – Todd hovering over them.

"He's hurt, I need you down here," Chase told her.

"My ankle's not going to get me down there," Felicity told him. She turned to Todd. "It's going to have to be you."

"He's not coming anywhere near me!" Graham roared.

"Todd, get down here!" Chase ordered. "Or he's going to die."

"No!" Graham objected. "Keep him away from me – he killed my son – murderer!"

Thankfully, Todd, although hesitant, ignored him and made his way down to Chase who handed him some gloves. "Put these on. Pressure on here. You need to let him help you or he could bleed out and die... you got this?"

Felicity sank to the ground, catching the radio as Chase tossed it to her. "Dean, me, Chase and Todd are okay. Graham cooper's okay. He's run his car off the road and taken a gunshot wound to the thigh. There could be arterial damage. We're going to need a hand here."

"Flick, I am glad to hear your voice," Dean told her. "Sit tight – we'll be right there."

Felicity lay on the back seat of the Patrol vehicle, the door open and her head hanging out. She knew she should make a move – get a shower and cleaned up, but they had pulled into the station and she had stupidly lay down... and now she didn't want to move. At least she managed to lie down so that she could watch Chase apologise to Michelle. Although she was paying more to the mutterings of Heidi and Jordan – and their plans for the evening.

"You're grinning," Lara informed her from front seat.

Felicity looked up and caught the blonde's eye in the rearview mirror. "I'm just happy that is over and done with," Felicity told her.

"Uh huh," Lara agreed, swirling around in the seat so her feet were resting on the truck's running boards. "Only two showers, guys," she said to Heidi and Jordan as they walked past her. "Looks like two of us will have to share."

"That's cool. I'm going to grab one at home," Jordan told her.

"Yeah, me too," Heidi hurriedly agreed.

Lara watched as the pair of them all but jumped on each other, unable to suppress a grin. "I knew it!" she muttered. She swivelled back in her seat, still grinning, and again caught Felicity's eye. "You knew," she said, suspiciously.

Felicity swung herself around into an upright position and groaned as she got out of the car. Pausing in front of the car, she shrugged. "It's neither nowt nor summat," she grinned. "An' ah'll tell thee that fer nowt." Upon seeing Lara's puzzled expression, she turned on her (good) heel, and made for the changing room.

"I have no idea what she just said," Lara muttered to herself, softly shaking her head. Deciding it was time she headed home – the paperwork could be finished the next day, she jumped out of the car. She turned to head upstairs, but something caught her attention out of the corner of her eye. Curiosity piqued, she took a couple of steps to the door, peering outside, and realised it had been the light reflecting off Zoe's badge. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew she didn't want to be watching. Not so much that she was worried about encroaching on something that she shouldn't, but more that she knew she wasn't going to like what she saw.

"What are you doing now?" Dean was asking Zoe.

Zoe smiled. "Going home."

"Want some company?" Dean offered, a slight smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

The smile went from friendly to flirty and Zoe leant forward, kissing him. "Not tonight. But I'll let you know when the mood strikes."

Dean took a step back, cocking his head. "Why do I feel used?"

"I'm sure you'll get over it," Zoe laughed. "Call me. I'll answer this time."

Lara watched, unable to move, as Dean walked Zoe to her car, before kissing her goodbye. She blinked, rapidly. Then, suddenly aware he was about to turn and head her way, she found her feet and darted back into the safety of the station, almost running into Heidi.

"Are you alright?" Heidi asked, tilting her head as she considered her friend. "You look upset?"

"Upset?" Lara repeated. "Nah." She shook her head, forcing a smile. "You're off? By yourself?"

"Of course," Heidi replied. "Who would you think I was leaving with?"

"I don't know," Lara shrugged. "It's just that you've been happy lately. I'm beginning to wonder if you've got a secret man you're not telling us."

"Hardly," Heidi scoffed. "But I need to get going," she added hurriedly, turning on her heel. "See you tomorrow, Lara!" she called over her shoulder. She swung her bag over her shoulder and set off with a skip, down the drive. "Bye Dean!" she yelled as she passed him. She was around the corner and halfway down the next street, humming a Beyonce song to herself, when a bright green car pulled up alongside her.

"Excuse me, but I'm a little lost," the driver called over to her.

"I'm sorry but I don't talk to strangers," she returned, barely acknowledging the driver as the car crawled alongside her.

"Now that's a little mean," the driver told her with a pout.

Heidi turned abruptly, the car stopping with her, and she cocked her hip, sticking her hand on it. "Alright, where are you trying to get to?"

The driver grinned. "A girl's heart."

"Chocolates are usually a good way to go," she suggested.

"I'd try that, but she doesn't speak to strangers, so I'm fairly certain she won't take chocolate from them."

Heidi chewed at her lip, trying not to smile. "Flowers might work?"

"They might, if she didn't have hay fever," the driver returned.

Heidi let out a melodramatic sigh. "Well, in that case, I think you're out of luck, because the only other way to a girl's heart is with a diamond."

"I've heard that," the driver agreed. "But I think it's a little more than my pay packet can handle. I do however have this," he pulled a smallish box out of his pocket and held it up. "Can I get your opinion?"

There was no holding back the grin as Heidi jumped in the car with an excited squeal, pulling the box from Jordan. She opened it, finding a silver bracelet waiting for her. "Jord – it's gorgeous!" she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around his neck. "What have I done to deserve this?" she asked, peering up at him.

"I didn't think I needed a reason to buy my girlfriend a gift, but if you don't want it," Jordan started, reaching for the box.

Heidi jerked her hand out of the way and slipped the bracelet on her arm. "I never said I didn't want it," she told him hurriedly. "I love it. Thank you."

"So, your place or mine?" Jordan asked with a cheeky grin.

Heidi glanced over a him, licking her lips. "Yours is closer."

"You're still here?" came Chase's voice, breaking her from her thoughts.

Felicity looked up over the top of her computer and found Chase watching her. "I was talking to my sister on Skype."

"Sorry," Chase apologised. "I will leave you two alone."

Felicity shook her head. "She's gone. She had to take her kids to school."

Chase shifted his weight onto his other foot. "Waiting for Mr Superstar then? What's his excuse this time?"

"His name is Cole," Felicity sighed, wearily. "And no, I am not waiting for him. He has gone out with some of the lads to the Ambassador Club."

"You know that's a strip club, right?" Chase asked, sitting down next to her. "With lap dances."

"Clearly you do," Felicity chuckled. "And yes, I'm aware. He can look."

"I bet he wouldn't let you look," Chase thought. He frowned. "He's gone out? Does he know what happened today?" he asked, watching as Felicity rubbed at her arm. "Are you alright?"

"My ankle is feeling better already," she assured him. "And yes he knows. It's just a twist – I told him not to worry and enjoy himself."

"Then why are you sitting here alone, instead of at home?" he pointed out.

Felicity sighed and stared out the window. "I guess I wasn't in the mood for going home yet."

"You want to come to the pub? Dean and Vince are already there?"

Felicity closed her eyes, picturing an evening with lots of talking and shook her head. "I don't think I'm in the mood."

Suddenly, Chase stood up. "I have an idea. You're coming with me."

Felicity looked up at him, dubiously. "Do I need to change?"

Chase glanced down at the shorts and vest top and shook his head. "You're fine. Come on." He waited for her to follow and led her to her car. "Alright, Dean took the truck."

Felicity arched her eyebrows in amusement. "Is this just a ploy to let you drive?" she asked, handing over the keys.

"Actually, I was going to say I'd direct you," Chase told her, snatching the keys from her. "But I am not saying no to driving this."

Felicity sighed and got in the car. "Don't lord it over Jordan."

"You won't let Jordon drive it?" Chase asked, surprised.

"No, because with driving comes parking, and I've heard all about that," Felicity explained. "Besides, Cole would kill me if I got a scratch on it. Just be careful with it."

Chase didn't doubt that for one moment. They drove in silence – mainly because Chase was enjoying driving the car, but finally, he pulled off onto a dirt parking lot.

Felicity whirled around to face him. "The fair?"

"I'm guessing you never got to go," Chase started to explain, but stopped when Felicity leant over and kissed his cheek.

"Thank you," she told him, an excited smile already on her face. She got out of the car and turned to stare at the rides and stalls lighting up the night sky. She let out an excited squeal and started to dash off to the entrance, stopping only when she remembered Chase. "Sorry," she cried, turning to wait.

"What do you want to do first?" Chase asked, amused.

"Coconut toss!" Felicity exclaimed loudly, spotting the stall. She grabbed his hand and dragged him over. Ten minutes later, she and Chase were each holding a bag with a goldfish swimming in it.

"You'd best have Robin," Chase told her, looking at his goldfish. "I don't know how impressed Dean will be if I bring a pet home."

"Robin?" Felicity asked, pulling a face.

"To go with Batman," Chase told her. "Look, he has a pattern of a bat on his side in the scales."

Felicity peered in at the fish swimming about in her bag. "I don't know about a bat sign." She brought the bag back down, ready to argue it looked more like a W (at a push), when her eyes spotted something. "A panda," she whispered.

"It looks nothing like a panda," Chase told her.

"No," Felicity shook her head, pointing. "A panda."

Chase followed the direction her finger was pointing in and frowned. "You know that game is rigged, right."

"I don't care," Felicity called at him, practically skipping over to the stall and paying for the game.

While she was busy trying to throw rings that would never fit over bottles, Chase pulled the attendant to one side. "Alright, how much is it going to cost you to let her win one of those giant pandas?"

"One hundred," the man told him without missing a beat.

"Seriously?" Chase exclaimed. "You could get one from the store for ten."

"So go to the store and buy one," the guy shrugged, walking off.

"Wait!" Chase called, pulling his wallet out. "Fifty."

"One hundred."

"Eighty?" he offered, desperately.

"I hope she turns out to be a really good lay," the man muttered, taking the money off him.

"It's not like that," he muttered, before re-joining Felicity. "How are you doing?"

"Just paying for another game," Felicity told him, handing over some more money. "Here, you help," she said, handing over half of the rings. Between them, the rings went everywhere but the over the bottles. "Ah, crap," Felicity muttered. She turned to the attendant, smiling brightly. "So, what will it cost for a giant panda?"

The attendant shrugged. "Normally won't let them go for less than fifty, but for you, it will cost you a kiss."

"Sounds like a fair deal," Felicity laughed, climbing over the booth to plant a kiss on the guy with an overly dramatic "Mwah." Armed with a teddy, she returned to Chase, grinning like the Cheshire cat. "What's up with you?" she asked.

"Nothing," Chase muttered, grumpily.

"Come on, I'll get you some cotton candy," she smiled, hoisting the bear up onto her hip so her hand could carry the goldfish. With her free arm, she linked it through Chase's and steered him in the direction of the nearest refreshment stall.

Finally, hours later, there was only one ride left. The Ferris wheel. "You want to go on it?" Chase asked as they drew near.

"You don't mind?" Felicity asked, eyeing the ridiculously long queue.

Chase shook his head. "Wait here." He disappeared to the front of the queue, returning moments later. "We get to cut," he told her, leading her through the crowd and straight to the front, much to her amazement.

"How did you do that?" she asked, over the top of the bear's head which wasseparating the two of them.

"The last time I was on this ride, I was climbing up the side of it," Chase explained. "Someone had jammed the motor."

"Well that was stupid," Felicity muttered, somewhat irritated at the fact.

Chase shrugged. "She'd been attacked – she was trying to get away from her attacker and took shelter in there. Can't say I blame her."

"Oh, well I feel like an ass," Felicity muttered, awkwardly.

"What?" asked Chase, peering around the panda.

Felicity grabbed the bear and yanked it free, then squishing up to Chase, stuck it on the other side of her. The fish went under the panda's feet, and she swung her feet around. "That's better." She glanced at Chase, suddenly feeling as awkward as he looked. Unable to think of anything to stay, she stared out across fairground. "Why is this awkward?" she asked eventually.

"I don't know," Chase replied, drumming his fingers against his leg.

Felicity sighed, turning to face Chase, only to find him watching her. She blinked, surprised to find her heart pounding against her ribcage as he leant in towards her. And she nearly didn't stop him.

Nearly.

"What are you doing?" she asked, dumbly, just as his lips were centimetres from hers.

Chase paused. "Felicity, I like you. Really like you," he told her.

"Chase, I'm engaged," she muttered, surprising herself by how disappointed she sounded at that.

Chase scowled, pulling away. "Of course. Mr Superstar. How could I forget him?"

"Don't," she told him, grabbing his hand. "Please? I've had a lovely evening. Please don't spoil it. Can we just forget that happened?"

"What if I don't want to forget it?" Chase asked, stubbornly.

"I'm engaged," she repeated in a whisper.

"Fine," he conceded, glumly. "It never happened."

The ride home was awkward, having resorted to talking about work and the latest changes to the procedure. Part of Chase was glad when Felicity dropped him off at Dean's. Until he discovered Dean watching him as he emptied the bin.

"What have you two been up to?" Dean asked him, suspiciously, catching Flick's expression as she drove off.

"Nothing," Chase replied, walking straight past him.

"Chase, she's engaged," Dean called after him.

"I'm well aware of that," Chase called back, slamming the door behind him.

Felicity unlocked her door and walked in, making it all the way to the kitchen to put the fish on the top before turning the light on. She turned back around, and dropped the bear with a small scream. "Cole! You scared me!" she cried.

"Where have you been?" Cole asked, quietly from his position on the sofa.

"Chase took me to the fair," Felicity told him, shutting and locking the door. She wandered back into the kitchen and began rooting through the cupboards. "Do we have anything resembling a goldfish bowl?" she asked.

"Chase took you to the fair?" Cole repeated slowly.

Felicity pulled her head out of the cupboard, a mixing bowl in her hand, to find Cole standing over her, his fists clenched. Carefully, she got to her knees and moved over to the sink, running the water. "Yeah. I needed to relax after today and you were going out. It was a bit of fun with a friend," she told him.

"Of course," Cole muttered, disbelievingly. "And what else did you and Chase do?"

Felicity sighed. "Cole, I'm not having this conversation with you again. Just because I work with men doesn't mean I'm sleeping with them. I don't go accusing you of sleeping with that PR woman, so why can't you just trust me when I say there is nothing happening with me and anyone I work with?"

All of a sudden, water exploded all over her. It took two seconds for her to realise one of the goldfish had been launched at the window over the sink, the fish lying limply on the windowsill. Felicity whirled around, eyes wide, to find Cole towering over her, his nostrils flaring.

"And what else did you and Chase do?" he demanded through gritted teeth.

"Nothing," Felicity told him, backing into the corner. "We just played a few games!"

"I'm sure you did!" Cole snapped.

The next thing Felicity knew, she was slumped against the wall, and Cole had stormed out.

Righto, so first of all they tell me Rescue is being axed. Then they break Heidi and Jordan up... I tell you what, if Lachie isn't in the last episode I will head to Australia myself and set my nearly trained rabbit on someone! And even if the writers can't manage it, I will have Dean and Lara together. I'm just trying to work out how much I like Zoe... Actually, let's let you decide - how much do you like Zoe?

Miss Deeds - I want Lara and Dean. The muse want's me to write Dean and Zoe. I think my plan is to write it and not post it, then we can move into happier times in a world where they are finally together. I think it has the potential to turn into something really long...

MMC gang - YES! :)

Asha331 - lol - and now you know! But I'm happy you enjoyed!

retardedgazelle - I'm sorry for the cliffhanger :s Hopefully, this chapter will still be in character, especially for Chase, but I figure he's a rather impulsive soul. I just know I wouldn't have had as much restraint as Felicity.

Rescuelover - Can I just say, your review really made me smile. Thank you! But yay to officially joining fanfiction!