The following week
Friday night
Police Warehouse
Murphy had called, passing on a message and inviting Fusion to a meeting.
Apparently nothing was wrong, but SWAT wanted to say thank you, for the events that occurred the other month.
We arrived in Beast. The meeting was in the same warehouse, as last time. Just as before, the shutter opened, as we approached and closed behind us. The warehouse was empty except for a single SWAT truck and a Police SUV. In front of the vehicles were the eight man SWAT team, as well as Murphy and Fellowes. They all had big grins, on their faces.
Once we had parked and got out, we approached the group.
"Fusion, we owe you our lives, all of us. Plus many other Police Officers and members of the public," Matthews began.
"Firstly, we owe you these," Matthews said and indicated two, one thousand round, tins of 5.56-millimetre ammunition.
I had to smile.
"Thanks guys!" I said.
"No problem, Hit Girl!" Matthews said and slapped the side of the SWAT truck. "We have a surprise for you!"
The SWAT truck started up and pulled forward about a dozen feet.
As it moved, something was revealed that had been hidden behind it.
My mouth dropped open, I was speechless!
It was purple and had the initials 'HG' on either side, above the front wheel. The rear plate read 'HIT N RUN'.
I finished my slow walk, around the brand new Ducati 1199 Panigale R and I turned to the Police Officers.
"I don't know what to say!"
"Yours did get wrecked, while coming to help us!" Murphy said. "Plus there was a reward for getting rid of Chris D'Amico! We thought you'd prefer the reward in the form of a new motorcycle!"
"Here, Hit Girl!" Kick-Ass called, holding out a brand new, purple, helmet.
"You knew!" I responded.
"Of course!" Kick-Ass said, smirking.
"It looks damn cool!" Shadow said.
"Damn straight!" Agreed Battle Guy.
I was so excited.
I had my Ducati and it was purple!
I was still sore, from the bullet wounds, but I was not going to let that take away my excitement! I followed Beast back to the safehouse, trying not to go fast, or do anything stupid... But I just had to find out, to remind myself of the awesome power that was between my legs! I accelerated hard and heard the engine and exhaust noise increase and felt the huge acceleration threatening to rip me off the seat. My God, that adrenalin rush was awesome! There is only one thing I enjoy more, between my legs...
We made it back to the safehouse without any mishaps. I pulled up beside the Fat Boy and turned off the engine. I could feel my legs shaking, as I jumped off and pulled off my helmet. I looked over towards Beast and saw Kick-Ass, Battle Guy and Shadow appear, all removing their masks and all three were grinning. I pulled off my mask, too.
"You look a little excited!" Dave said, sarcastically and laughed.
"Okay, I had a little fun! It's not that often I get something so powerful, between my legs!" I said, then instantly regretted it and felt my face warming up. "Other than Dave!" I said, quickly and felt my face get even hotter.
"Really!" Marty and Chloe said together and looked at Dave.
"I think Little Miss Giddy, needs to calm down!" Dave said, keeping his composure a lot better than I was!
The safehouse
An hour later, I had calmed down enough to get back to Fusion activities!
Abby had stayed back, at the safehouse and monitored our trip, to see the Police. She was amazed at the Ducati, as we all were, except for Dave, who seemed to know all about it. Dave is very good at keeping secrets!
I called Abby out of the briefing room and took her into the armoury.
"Abby, as you know, we had that issue last week with Curtis. Now if that had been somebody else that had wanted to do us harm, then we may have had a fight on our hands. Everybody here is trained on at least one weapon, except for you. Marty has his Glock and now you need a pistol, in case of any problems, okay?" I explained.
"I think so!" Abby said, apprehensively.
"Chloe says, that you have never used a pistol before, right?" I asked.
"Yes," Abby responded.
I scanned the armoury and selected a Glock 26 Gen4 from the wall. This was a sub-compact 9-millimetre 10-round pistol. I showed Abby how to clear it and check that the weapon was safe. In this instance, the pistol was not loaded. The pistol fitted Abby's hands very well. I also selected an Aurora mini-suppressor and a combined laser/illuminator for the pistol. I told Abby to practice with the pistol and once I knew that she was safe, I would allow her to start some target practice.
"This will be your own personal weapon. You must look after it, keep it clean and in functional order. You never know when you might need it and you don't want it to jam on you, in the middle of a fire-fight!" I cautioned.
I had got Marty to install a pair of small gun safes into the briefing room, so if they were surprised one evening, they could defend themselves. Marty kept his Glock in one safe and Abby would use the other safe, for her Glock. Marty had fitted a large gun safe, on the upper floor, in which several weapons were stored, for an emergency.
I was taking no chances, in case we were invaded and I saw it as money well spent!
The next morning
Saturday
Morton Grove
Dr Bennett had requested that Dave and I drive up, to collect Chloe today, as she had some items to give us.
Very cryptic, but we drove up anyway, pulling up outside Chloe's house. Before we could knock, the door flew open and Chloe pulled us both in and into the Kitchen.
"Hi, you two!" Dr Bennett said, smiling. "I have some things for you."
"Okay," Mindy said.
Dr Bennett pointed to several items on the kitchen counter.
"These two black cases first. Leave one case at the safehouse and the other at your house. With either case I can perform minor surgery. I'll be able to cut, glue, stitch, splint and patch most injuries, with those two cases. It is, basically, very similar to what a combat medic might carry. That green bag contains blood expanders; I hope we won't ever need those. The red bag should be placed into Beast, as your mobile kit. Again I can perform minor surgery, or talk you through more limited first aid. The remaining six, smaller, packs are Personal Trauma Kits, you will each carry one; it may save a life, yours or somebody else!" Dr Bennett lectured.
"Thank you, Doc!" I said, appreciatively.
"Why?" Mindy asked, curiously.
"If you and my daughter, are going to gallivant around Chicago, getting into dangerous situations, then I need to do what I can to keep you all alive! I know injuries will happen, as we have seen," Dr Bennett explained, looking at Mindy, who blushed.
"I remember when Chloe first killed, about seven weeks ago, beginning of May..." Dr Bennett said, before being cut off by Chloe.
"How could you know that?"
"I'm your mother! You had nightmares for a week and at least three of the nights, you slept in my bed! I assume they were bad guys, who deserved to die?"
"Two men about to shoot Mindy. Chloe double tapped each man, in the head, from a good distance!" I said. "She has very good shooting skills."
"I'll match my rounds against her's, any day!" Dr Bennett challenged. "I will also expect you all to have a full medical check up, which I will administer, each month. That way we can ensure that you are all healthy and prevent any major problems escalating."
"Any of you push yourselves regularly till you drop and go over and beyond?" Dr Bennett asked.
"Hey! What are you two looking at me for?" Mindy demanded, indignantly.
"Well, you can be as stubborn as a mule and push yourself till you drop!" I said.
"Well the physical will be important then; especially for you two girls, as I assume you two will want kids, eventually?" Dr Bennett asked.
Mindy and Chloe both blushed, bright red!
"I assume that you're sexually active, Mindy?" Dr Bennett continued.
Mindy couldn't blush any more, so she just stayed silent, looking mortified.
"Mom, they make almost as much noise as you and Dad do!" Chloe said, laughing, causing Mindy and I to grimace.
"Well, at least I know you aren't active yet!" Dr Bennett said, looking at Chloe, who just stood there with her mouth hanging open, completely mortified.
It was several minutes, before Mindy and Chloe regained their composure, enough to talk.
"Mom, you are so embarrassing!" Chloe exclaimed, angrily.
"Oh, I haven't even started yet!" Dr Bennett said, laughing. "Just thought I would have a bit of fun!"
We did as we were told and distributed the medical supplies, where we were instructed.
I was very impressed with what Dr Bennett had done for us and I hoped we would never need to use her offerings. However past results have shown me getting wounded, regularly!
Oh and Dave thinks he's really fucking funny. Apparently he found an interesting device, in a little shop, the other day and thought I would like it!
"Go on Mindy, turn it on!" Chloe said, smirking.
"Yeah, go on Hit Girl!" Dave said.
I had a bad feeling about this! I flipped the switch and...
"Oh, you funny bastard!" I laughed.
Chloe hooted with laughter and Dave tried not to laugh, but gave up.
The device Dave had bought, projected an image onto the ceiling and in this case, Dave had swapped what ever the image should have been, for a giant cock!
Dave and Chloe got a hold of themselves, just long enough to finish things off.
"How do I get a hold of you?" Dave asked, innocently.
"You just contact the mayor's office. He has a special signal he shines in the sky; it's in the shape of a giant cock!" Chloe replied, struggling to keep a straight face.
Both of them then melted into hysterical laughter!
"You two cunts, think you're so fucking funny!" I growled, but couldn't resist laughing, it was funny!