Evening My Lovelies
Okay so I'm going to go ahead and apologize for this chapter now as I hit a major case of writers block. I'm not really feeling this chapter at all. I had an idea for it but it didn't really work so I had to improvise, which didn't end up being my best in my opinion.
Hopefully its enough that you don't absolutely hate it but if you do I'm really sorry!
Also reviews aren't showing up on here (again!) so I can only respond to the ones that have come through to my email. If I've missed anyone it wasn't intentional I promise!
Notes On Reviews:
Debbie (Guest): Thanks for the review - Haha same with me (apart from today apparently :( ) I can't wait to start writing the idea you sent but we've got a bit before we get there. Thanks again for suggesting it. Haha Same, Remy's really really growing on me which is probably a bad thing because I know what my evil mind likes to do to characters it likes...Worry not our boys will have help :) Enjoy the new chapter! x
Deana: Thanks for the review - Hehe Glad you're excited :D Enjoy the new chapter! x
FierGascon: Thanks for the review - Seems like the appropriate response lol :D Enjoy the new chapter! x
Katie (Guest): Thanks for the review - Oh I do like scaring you all :) and yes it was Quentin and Marshall. Enjoy the new chapter! x
pallysdeeks: Thanks for the review - Haha yep Remy's back :D I love him too much to ignore him. Yeah we'll be having a showdown eventually. Remy's getting his protective side in a chapter or two, should be good :) Oh no keep it up :) I LOVE hearing all of your ideas... Plus your names for our baddies always make me chuckle :D Enjoy the new chapter! x
Issai: Thanks for the reviews - (chapter47) Depressed Aramis was a lot of fun to write although i did feel the need to give him a hug when I was done lol. Haha they do have guards just not very attentive ones apparently :D Worry not Maria's gonna watch over Corinne, she'll be okay. (chapter 48) Treville will be getting a moment don't worry. Our pup wont go racing off without backup. Hmm yeah I do worry about Remy, I love him quite a bit which can only mean a painful death awaits him, not that i have anything like that planned but I know what i'm like lol. Enjoy the new chapter! x
GoGirl212: Thanks for the review - Glad you liked it :) Enjoy the new chapter! x
criminally charmed: Thanks for the review - Bwhaha yeah that should definitely be D'Art's theme song, definitely fits! :D I do like to surprise you all and make you worry about nothing lol Remy's a love of mine to write now so I couldn't ignore him any longer. Enjoy the new chapter! x
Beeblegirl (Guest): Thanks for the review - Glad you're enjoying it so far. We've got some Athos whump occuring in the next chapter or so, so not much longer to wait. I think that's a valid feeling considering what I'm like lol. Enjoy the new chapter! x
Maryg (Guest): Thanks for the review - And to think I had debated making Remy a baddie... He's too much fun to write as a good guy now, though there are things (like the attack on Lupiac) that he can't ever be forgiven for. Worry not D'Artagnan is to the rescue... but while he makes his way there I'm going to whump our boys a bit :D Enjoy the new chapter! x
f1gymnast: Thanks for the review - Gotta love Remy and D'Art's doing better health wise... or at least movement-wise though he will be feeling it later on. Glad you liked it :) Enjoy the new chapter! x
MicheeO: Thanks for the review - Yeah Remy's pretty much a good guy at the moment ... but hey, who knows what evil twists my mind might come up with :D Enjoy the new chapter! x
WelshEssex (Guest): Thanks for the review - First off I think chilly is an understatement (or at least for me it is!) Its freezing! Definitely doesnt help that most of the radiators in my work dont work properly so i spend most of my day feeling the cold. Anyway enough venting about the cold and back to responding to the review lol :) I think we'll definitely be seeing the return of "princess" when our rescue party makes it there. Athos was the only one able to get in a few good swings but it didn't help him much besides alerting people to the fact that something was going on. Enjoy the new chapter! x
Lilac Lavender: Thanks for the review - I was going to write a nightmare scenario but then figured that dreaming of the good times and then waking up to realize that it was only a dream was equally, if not more, cruel as a nightmare :) Though we will possibly be seeing another nightmare or two before the story ends. I'm looking forward to writing the actual rescue itself as I have several ideas for it... hopefully I wont get hit by writers block like this and it'll turn out okay. I'm really glad you liked the perspective of each of our boys as they woke up captured, I wasn't sure how well it would go over but I really liked the idea. Enjoy the new chapter! x
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Chapter Forty-Nine: Taken II
"You can't be serious!" hissed D'Artagnan as he and Remy made their way out of the infirmary. The bandit had given the musketeer the short version of what was happening and his plan while the Gascon had been gathering his things, hesitating only as his hand hovered above his pistol, the pain in his heart almost making him leave it before the rational part of his mind took over and he picked it up with only a small grimace.
"It's a solid plan," snapped Remy, his nerves showing now they were going to have to cross the garrison courtyard to reach the stables.
"I'd hardly call that a plan! It's an idea at best."
D'Artagnan was about to go off on a rant about his companion's less than satisfactory plan when the main infirmary door swung open causing both men to stumble back and a muffled curse escape from D'Artagnan's lips, their eyes going wide when they saw Treville standing in the entry way.
"I take it you know about Athos and the others," stated Treville as he raised an eyebrow to send the Gascon an unimpressed look. Whilst he was relieved to see D'Artagnan up and about he was not happy to know what the boy had been about to do, but if he was being honest Treville was also overjoyed to see the boy acting more like himself again, despite his reckless behavior.
D'Artagnan nodded, forcing his injured body to stand straight, as he looked his Captain in the eye, his fierce Gascon stubbornness shining through for the first time since his return to Paris. "We know where they are, we're going."
"You should be resting," stated Treville as he moved to block the younger man's exit, "You're down one arm and can barely walk, and you'd be more of a liability than an asset in a rescue mission. Tell me where they are and I can have the entire regiment after them. There is no need to further injure yourself for this."
If D'Artagnan noticed the slight pleading tone his Captain's voice took on at the end of his rant he did not comment on it. Instead the Gascon took a confident step forward, his good hand resting on the pommel of his blade.
"There is every need!" he cried as he quickly blinked away the tears gathering in his eyes, continuing before the surprised Captain could stop him. "I need to do this! This is the only way I can make things right again, to prove to them that I deserve to be here… That I belong!"
"You belonged the first day you arrived in my garrison, you know this D'Artagnan."
"I lost that right the other day," explained D'Artagnan, his voice cold and full of pain. "I need to earn it back. Please Captain."
Treville's eyes softened at the passionate plea from the youngster and he found himself nodding. "You don't go alone and me and the regiment are coming with you."
Just as the Gascon was about to nod, clearly eager to get going Remy decided to chime in.
"Bringing your whole regiment is what Quentin's expecting. Do that and your men will be dead before you breach the door."
Treville barely held back the glare he wanted to aim at the man who spoke so coldly about the potential loss of three good men.
"Who the hell are you?" demanded Treville as he looked between the man and D'Artagnan, who was now shifting uncomfortably, waiting for answers.
"Name's Remy, now can we get the show on the road, we're losing time."
"D'Artagnan?"
The Gascon sighed as he tried to figured out how to explain to his superior that the man beside him was a criminal without getting said man arrested or beaten up.
"Aramis trusts him," he stated after a moment or two, knowing that that would be enough to get him the benefit of the doubt, for now at least. "And he's right we need to go."
"Get to the stables," ordered Treville as he nodded sharply, realizing that this was not the time to be wasting with questions. "I'll grab a couple of men and meet you there. Do not leave without me is that understood?"
"Yes sir," nodded D'Artagnan before the trio set off, each trying to ignore the worry building up inside of them.
"Ergh, I already feel ready to throw up, why did it have to be your ugly mugs I see when I wake up?" groaned Aramis with no small amount of sarcasm lining his voice as he observed the two men who had entered his cell. Despite his outward calm however the musketeer was more than nervous. Quentin on his own was an unpredictable force to contend with but adding Marshall into the mix made things a lot more dangerous and deadly.
"To be honest we were just surprised to see you conscious given how intent you seemed only last night to drink yourself to death," commented Marshall with a smug look on his face that set Aramis's teeth on edge.
"Not to death," said Aramis as he shook his head, deciding to see how much he could rile the men up by plying on his sass and sarcastic wit. "Just into a stupor… It had been that kind of day."
"Personally I was surprised to learn of the cause of your drinking," mused Quentin; apparently enjoying the small reaction he managed to get out of the man at that comment. "You seemed so determined to save that runt when you were both in my custody and now…"
"Personally," sassed Aramis with a small glare and a hint of danger in his eyes as he threw the scarred man's words back in his face. "I was surprised to learn you've been following me… Bit creepy there 'tin."
If he wasn't positive it would earn him a punch to his already sensitive stomach the medic would have laughed out loud at the look Quentin sent him for that last comment.
"Your smart mouth will not earn you any favors here musketeer," hissed Marshall as he glared daggers at the restrained man.
"I should hope not," smirked Aramis darkly, the smirk growing when he noticed a small portion of the scar he had left on the man during their last encounter. "You have nothing I want."
"Really?" mocked Quentin, clearly quite amused and that sent shivers down Aramis's spine.
"Not even your large dark skinned friend? He was calling out for you earlier after all… Sounded so worried."
Aramis's eyes went wide in panic for a split second before he quickly repaired his confident mask, but the damage had been done and his captors knew it.
"If you harm him," growled the medic as his hands clenched into fists, all earlier traces of his hangover gone as he glared at the two men standing in front of him looking far too smug for his liking.
"Whether he is harmed or not is completely up to you musketeer," sneered Marshall as his eyes roved over the medic's form, making the musketeer visibly cringe.
Despite his obvious discomfort and distrust for the situation Aramis was not about to let Porthos suffer if he could do something about it.
"Explain."
Marshall chuckled; it was dark and full of malice. "You know my business musketeer, you and your precious brothers almost ruined it once after all. Shouldn't be that difficult to figure out."
Aramis eyes narrowed into slits, "You want me to fight."
"Got it in one," smirked Quentin. "Course you'll have to beat the reigning champ. He's fairly new too but has yet to lose a fight."
"Obviously, otherwise he'd be dead already. I know how you work Marshall," snorted Aramis as he directed the last bit to the second man.
"Good then I wont have to remind you. You fight in half an hour, I suggest you sober up."
As soon as the two men left the room Aramis crumpled to the ground, fear and worry gripping his heart. He had no desire to go along the whims of either man but with Porthos's safety on the line, not to mention Athos's who Aramis had a suspicion had also been taken despite the lack of mention of him; he had very few options available to him.
It sickened him to think he'd have to take a life of some innocent fool who had likely been forced to fight much like he had been. Despite being a soldier Aramis was a medic at heart and the idea of taking life, especially an innocent one, made his skin crawl in disgust.
He had absolutely no idea how he was going to get out of this. They said the man he was fighting was the current reigning champ, meaning he had killed several people and was likely running on the sole instinct to do whatever it took to survive. This didn't bode well for the musketeer as men like that could rarely be reasoned with.
His only hope now was either a reckless move by one of his captured brothers or a speedy rescue from others in their regiment.
With a pained grimace the medic looked down at the bandages covering his healing chest wound. He could see faint speckles of blood staining the white cloth, making him think he had pulled a stitch or two during his drinking session/capture. This day just keeps getting better and better he grimaced before laying back on the ground, intent to try and find a few moments peace before the inevitable.
"Remind me again why we aren't gonna storm the place," grunted Alain as the small group raced out of the city. Occasionally the musketeers in the group would glance over to their surprise addition. Neither the man himself nor D'Artagnan had given much information past that he was a friend of Aramis's and had saved the man's life before, so despite their suspicion and curiosity they accepted the man's help with little complaint.
"Quentin's furious at musketeers," explained Remy, unusably subdued, though given who he was and whom he was travelling with it was understandable. "Your man Athos in particular has earned his ire. He's expecting a loud, dramatic rescue, during which he will make Athos watch as he slaughters not only the other musketeers in his grasp but also any that come to stop him before killing Athos… Racing in allows him to do this, we're better off sneaking in and keeping things quiet as long as possible… and you should know I am not able to guarantee what condition your friends will be in when we find them… You should prepare yourselves."