The following week...
Friday, June 20th
Chicago Police Department 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 had occurred the previous month. Fusion arrived in BEAST. The meeting was in the same warehouse as the last time. Just as before, the shutter opened as they approached and closed behind them. 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 they had parked and climbed out, they 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 a pair of one thousand round tins of 5.56-millimetre ammunition.
Mindy had to smile.
"Thanks guys," she said.
"No problem, Hit Gir," 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.
Hit Girl's mouth dropped open; she was speechless.
..._...
It was purple and had the initials 'HG' on either side above the front wheel, the rear plate read 'HIT N RUN'.
Mindy finished her slow walk around the brand-new Ducati 1199 Panigale R and she 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 as he held out a brand new, purple helmet.
"You knew," Hit Girl responded accusingly.
"Of course!" Kick-Ass shot back with a smirk.
"It looks damn cool," Shadow commented.
"Damn straight!" agreed Battle Guy.
..._...
She was so excited.
She had her Ducati, and it was purple.
She was still sore from the bullet wounds, but she was not going to let that take away her excitement. She followed BEAST back to the safehouse, trying not to go fast or do anything stupid. But she just had to find out, to remind myself of the awesome power that was between her legs. She accelerated hard and heard the engine and exhaust noise increase and felt the huge acceleration threatening to rip her off the seat. My God, she though, the adrenalin rush was awesome. There was only one thing she enjoyed more, between her legs.
They made it back to the safehouse without any mishap where she pulled up beside the Fat Boy and turned off the engine. She could feel her legs shaking as she jumped off the machine and pulled off her helmet. She looked over towards BEAST and saw Kick-Ass, Battle Guy, and Shadow appear, all removing their masks and all three were grinning. Hit Girl pulled off her 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," Mindy said, then instantly regretted it as she felt her face warming up. "Other than Dave," Mindy said, quickly, and felt her face get even hotter.
"Really," Marty and Chloe said together as they looked at Dave.
"I think Little Miss Giddy needs to calm down," Dave said, keeping his composure a lot better than Mindy was.
The Safehouse
An hour later, Mindy had calmed down enough to get back to Fusion activities.
Abby had stayed back at the safehouse and monitored their trip to see the police. She was amazed at the Ducati, as they all were, except for Dave, who seemed to have known all about it. Dave was very good at keeping secrets.
Mindy 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?" Mindy explained.
"I think so," Abby said, somewhat apprehensively.
"Chloe says that you have never used a pistol before, right?"
"Correct," Abby responded.
Abby scanned the armoury and selected a Glock 26 Gen4 from the wall. That was a sub-compact 9-millimetre 10-round pistol. Mindy showed Abby how to clear pistol and check that the weapon was safe. In that instance, the pistol was not loaded. The pistol fitted Abby's hands very well. She also selected an Aurora mini-suppressor and a combined laser/illuminator for the pistol. Mindy told Abby to practice with the pistol and once Mindy knew that Abby was safe, she would be allowed 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 firefight," Mindy cautioned.
Mindy 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 larger gun safe, on the upper floor, in which several weapons were stored for an emergency.
Mindy was taking no chances in case they were invaded, and she saw it as money well spent.
The next morning...
Saturday, June 21st
Morton Grove
Dr Bennett had requested that Dave and Mindy drive up to collect Chloe as she had some items to give them.
Very cryptic, but they drove up anyway, pulling up outside Chloe's house. Before they could knock, the door flew open, and Chloe pulled them both in and into the Kitchen.
"Hi, you two," Dr Bennett said with a smile. "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," Kick-Ass 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 with a look 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," Mindy said. "She has very good shooting skills."
"I'll match my rounds against hers, 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?"
"Hey! What are you two looking at me for?" Mindy demanded in an indignant tone.
"Well, you can be as stubborn as a mule and push yourself till you drop," Dave 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 could not blush anymore, so she just stayed silent, looking mortified.
"Mom, they make almost as much noise as you and Dad do," Chloe groused but she laughed causing Mindy and Dave to grimace.
"Well, at least I know you aren't active yet," Dr Bennett said as he gave her daughter a look and Chloe just stood there with her mouth hanging open, completely mortified.
It was several minutes before Mindy and Chloe regained their composure, at least enough to talk.
"Mom, you are so embarrassing!" Chloe exclaimed, angrily.
"Oh, I haven't even started yet," Dr Bennett laughed. "Just thought I would have a bit of fun."
..._...
They did as we were told and distributed the medical supplies where they were instructed.
Mindy was very impressed with what Dr Bennett had done for them and she hoped they would never need to use her offerings. However, past results had shown herself getting wounded, regularly. Oh, and Dave thought he was really fucking funny. Apparently, he had found an interesting device, in a little shop, the other day and thought she would like it.
"Go on Mindy, turn it on," Chloe urged with a smirk.
"Yeah, go on Hit Girl," Dave pushed.
Mindy had a bad feeling about what was about to happen as she flipped the switch and...
"Oh, you funny bastard!" Mindy laughed.
Chloe hooted with laughter and Dave tried not to laugh but he gave up. The device he had bought projected an image onto the ceiling and in this case, Dave had swapped whatever 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, much to Mindy's chagrin.
"You two cunts think you're so fucking funny!" she growled, but she could not resist laughing as it was funny.
Updated: May 2024