Warning: Animal abuse
"Ah, it feels good to be back in my own neighborhood again," Labarge said, stepping out of the car and looking at the abandon building with a sinister smile. He turned around when Milady stepped out of the driver side. "I thank you once again for helping me."
"Oh no. Thank you for helping me," Milady said. "If Athos hadn't arrested you and you finding out he kept your dog I would never have known to keep an eye on how he treated that dog to come up with this plan. To think he loves that stupid runt more than me."
"I must say, you are very clever when it comes to getting even with people. You almost had me convinced you were my girlfriend."
"Well, we had to keep it real and you never gave the police your girlfriends name or description, it worked to our advantage."
Labarge smiled and nodded. It was the perfect plan to fool everyone and Milady played her part just right. "Well Milady, I will have your payment sent to your account like I promise." Labarge walked towards the building as he heard the car drive away and opened the door, listening to someone yell from downstairs.
"Damn runt bit me again!"
Labarge just grinned and walked towards the basement and down the stairs. He reached the bottom of the stairs and watched as the two men in charge of watching over d'Artagnan were tying him back up to the support beam. "I see the runt has kept you busy."
"Bout time you got your ass here," Lucas said.
"Yeah. Runt keeps biting me."
"Then don't stick your hand in his mouth," Labarge said. He walked over to d'Artagnan and knelt down. "Well now, look what we have here. Did you miss me?"
d'Artagnan whimpered as he tried to back up but was held back when his old master grabbed the rope and kept him in place. How did his old master find him? He felt the hard hand of Labarge pick him up by the scruff of his neck and was now looking him face to face above the floor.
"I have missed you, my little puppy. We have some catching up to do." With a laugh, he dropped d'Artagnan on the floor, laughing when the puppy gave a small yip. "Yes. We have much to catch up on." Labarge removed his belt and laughed when d'Artagnan let out a growl from where he lay. "Look who finally shoed some back bone." He then raised the belt and brought it down on d'Artagnan over and over again, laughing as he went.
d'Artagnan did his best to avoid the belt but he couldn't move too far until he felt the rope around his neck slip further up and got an idea. Has the belt kept coming down on him, he kept moving back until the rope finally slipped free and he finally let his old master what he really thought about him. Darting between Labarge's legs he turned around and bit into his ankle, smiling around the flesh when he yelled in pain.
"You little bastard!" Larbarge dropped the belt and kicked d'Artagnan in the side, sending him across the room. He laughed at the yelp and how d'Artagnan got up, his right paw not touching the floor. "Awe, poor little puppy is hurt."
d'Artagnan let out a growl and when Labarge got close to him with his hand out ready to grab him by the scruff of his neck once more, he sunk his teeth into the mans hand.
"What's with you in biting?" Labarge asked, trying to pry d'Artagnan's teeth out of his flesh but the puppy wasn't having it. He tried shaking d'Artagnan loose but nothing happened either. It would seem the puppy had latched and locked his jaw. So with nothing else left to do he raised his fist and started to punch d'Artagnan in the head and side to get him to let go.
"d'Artagnan, let him go," a voice commanded. It was soft but it held a command that one couldn't disobey.
d'Artagnan released Labarge's hand and turned his head at the all familiar voice. Athos!
"I never did like people who lie when they say they are going to get better," Aramis said with a growl. "Gives those who actually try to change a bad name."
"Well look who it is," Labarge sneered. "How the hell did you know where I was?"
"Nothing is kept secret during visiting hours," Athos said. He looked down as d'Artagnan limped over to him the best he could. He knelt down and lifted d'Artagnan in his arms, completely missing Labarge pulling a knife from his back pocket and throwing it at him.
Porthos let out a growl of his own as he watched Labarge's every move and saw what the man was about to do. He pushed Athos to the ground as the knife hit the floor right where his friend should have been and took three steps towards Labarge and punched him in the chin, knocking the man out.
"Thank you Porthos," Athos said, standing up with d'Artagnan in his arms.
"Please tell me you got all that," Porthos asked, kneeling next to Labarge and cuffing the unconscious man.
Aramis nodded and pointed to the small camera he wore next to his badge. What a better time to try out their body cameras than on Labarge. He walked over to Athos and watched as his long time friend buried his face in d'Artagnan's neck as the puppy whimpered and licked at his face. He saw a small smile on his friends face and knew everything was going to be okay now. He then remembered d'Artagnan limping towards them and moved over to take a look at his paw.
"You're okay now d'Artagnan," Athos whispered into the puppies ear. He felt d'Artagnan breath and smiled at the small licks on his face. He looked up when Aramis walked over to him and inspected d'Artagnan shaking his head when he touched d'Artagnan's injured leg.
"He alright?" Porthos asked.
"His leg is either broken or badly sprained," Aramis said, petting d'Artagnan on the head. "You don't have to worry about Labarge now. I got enough evidence to send him back to jail and his buddies will even be joining him."
"Labarge, with the evidence that these officers have shown me and taking in the state d'Artagnan is in, you are hereby sentenced to two more years in jail and this time, no bail, plus when you have finished your time you will not be able to own or adopt an animal ever again. All vets, shelters, and towns people will know your face and be advised to never let you have or near an animal," Judge Louis said. He stared at the x-rays of d'Artagnan's broken ribs and broken leg, plus seeing the puppy himself had sent him off.
"You hear that d'Artagnan?" Athos said, petting d'Artagnan on the head. He had set the puppy in his lap, cast cover leg cushioned on his jacket, during the entire court hearing. "Labarge is not going to be coming near you ever again."
Bark bark
"Too bad we can't charge Milady," Aramis said, standing up when court was over.
"She's very good at disappearing," Athos said.
"Well, at lest we got Labarge back behind bars," Porthos said, opening the door to leave the courtroom. "So what's on the agenda for tonight?"
"How about pizza and movie?" Aramis suggested.
"And where would we be holding this movie night?" asked Athos.
"You're place," Aramis and Porthos said at the same time.
Athos looked down at d'Artagnan and swore he saw the puppy smile at him. "And you? Do you want to have this movie night at our house?"
Bark bark
"Should've known you both would corrupt my dog against me." He laughed when d'Artagnan tilted his head to the side and attacked his face with licks. Scratching d'Artagnan behind the ear, he placed him in the passenger seat of his car and gave Aramis and Porthos money for the pizza and movie before walking to the driver side and getting in. He felt himself relax now that Labarge was back behind bars for good and d'Artagnan was right where he needed to be. Right next to him.