VFF The Book Continues part 5
POSTED BY: Colt999
UPDATED: Monday, March 16, 2009 23:49
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*Despite his feigned ignorance, Joey knew the face as soon as it graced his view screen. It had been a few weeks, but how could anyone forget a mug like that? What was first mild annoyance became fear and anxiety upon hearing the news of his friends state.*
Joey: "Wha? Stan? Seriously, you be'rer not be screwing with me, buggah."
Mobbex: "'fraid not. Like I said, kid got himself shot in the keister."
Joey: "Damn, ok just tell me where ya at? I'll do all I can."
*The premature crease between Joey's brow deepens as he hears the details, though he's slightly relieved when he learns that Stan is on Newhall. He turns from the screen and fumbles around for a moment.*
Joey: "A'right, I'm sending you a secure location to drop'im. I'll make sure they know ya comin'. And Mobbex..?"
*He turns back to the view screen and pauses for a moment to collect. Mobbex squints, not really expecting Joey to know his name.*
Joey: "You make sure my bruddah makes it there breathing, yeah?"
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Yeah it's me, you know who.
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OOC: Sorry double frickin' post... anyway check the box if you want to know who I am.
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Yeah it's me, you know who.
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The boat moved quickly towards the estate. Colt stood at the bow, his focus on the growing shadow of the estate.
Spots leaned forward and touched Brits arm.
Spots: “Do you…feel anything?”
Brit: “Yes, but not her. Them, angry, searching, coming, KILL THE ENGINE. KILL IT NOW”
Spots immediately shut down the motor. The loss of momentum nearly threw Colt into the drink.
Colt: “What the hell?”
Brit: “SHHH” Pointing into the darkness, where a searchlight could be seen scanning the water. The three of them crouched in the boat as the light swept past. Then they heard the motors kick in. Colt grabbed a nearby rifle and aimed towards the source of the light. To his surprise it was moving away from them.
Colt turned to Brit. “What are they looking for?”
Brit closed her eyes. Colt stood quietly for what seemed like forever. *Some mind reader you are* Colt thought. Brit’s foot shot out and caught Colt in the chin.
Colt: “Son of B…”
Brit: “Baby” Suddenly Brit bolted up in the boat. “There looking for Abbey”
Colt: “Where? Can you find her?”
Brit closed her eyes again “Their searching the water.” Focusing again “No, nothing.”
Colt looked towards the boat and the estate. Then he turned and looked back at towards where the Book was. “Brit can you see Sky? Mobbex, anyone on the Book?”
Brit tired “No”
Spots: “The distance, we’re too far away. “
Colt scanned the distance between them, the slaver boat, and where the Book sat. “Other side of the estate.” Spots fired the engine and they shot off towards the estate. As they circled the other side Brit pointed deeper to sea. Spots slowed the engine and they all peered into the night. Brit kept pointing “Close. Close” Spots killed the engine. Colt couldn’t see anything. He grabbed the torch and looked behind them to see if the other boat was near. He clicked it on, half afraid of what he might see. The image of Abbey floating face down burned into his mind. He scanned it back and forth before seeing something.
Colt: “There” Colt flung off his coat as Spots gunned the engine. As the neared the shape in the water Colt dove and swam hard towards it. Spots had to swing the boat away to keep from running him over. Colt pulled up just short, horrified at the lifeless body clinging to a small buoy.
Abbey: “ Bout time you took a decent bath”
Colt: “ Abbey!” He pulled her from the buoy and held her tight with one arm while waving Spots over with the other. They quickly went under. Colt kicked hard and they were back on the surface.
Abbey coughing: “ If you need …to put me back on the buoy… until you learn to swim.”
Colt: “Don’t make me regret saving you Darlin”
Abbey: “Oh that’s what this is. I thought it was a drowning.”
They both smiled and moved to kiss but Spots pulled the boat into position before they could.
Spots: “Here” reaching out “give me her hand”
Once onboard Colt flashed the torch once more and saw a deep bruise on her face and her lip was split. He grabbed his coat and wrapped it around her. As he did he noticed her shirt was ripped and some of the buttons were missing. The he saw her pants were ripped as well.
Colt: “Abbey, what happened, what did they…”
The relief of being out of the water and safe broke Abbeys tough exterior. She began to cry as she thought of the girl in the other cell. “They were horrible, they did things…terrible things.” Then she passed out.
The rage engulfed Colt. He moved to Spots ready to grab the controls and charge the estate. He hesitated. Shaking all over as evil thoughts consumed him. He spun quickly away. “Take us home Spots” secretly vowing to come back and destroy this place and everyone in it.
They arrived at the Book and Spots barely had time to shut the airlocks before Colt ordered Wash into the air. Colt carried Abbey towards the infirmary then remembered it was already full. He carried her up to her shuttle, laid her in her bed, sat down next to her, and waited. 
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Images, both past and present flashed randomly through abbey’s mind. She was dreaming.
A dog barking in the background, a deserted building, heavy footsteps behind her. Then falling. Falling on the ground, cutting her hand. Falling into canal water from a cobblestone bridge. Falling into an ocean from a ladder…
“No…” abbey moaned softly.
Colt’s eyes went immediately to her face. Her brow was knitted up in fear and her hands floated tiredly up in front of her in a defensive position.
“abbey?” Colt whispered to her. “Can you hear me?”
Looking into a window. Looking in through a glass door. A woman’s scream. A girl’s whimpers. Desperation and helplessness.
“Nooo…” abbey vocalized a bit louder, her fist clenching.
“abbey?” Colt whispered again, a lump forming in his throat, believing more and more what he suspected was true. “Please abbey, wake up.”
A man’s hands on her throat, squeezing as her air was cut off. Her arms flailing, trying to defend herself.
“Let me go…”she said softly, her hands ghosting over her neck.
Colt’s heart fell when he saw the marks on her throat. He hadn’t seen them before. He felt the anger rising in him. What they must have done to her… Then the guilt that washed over him next. He shouldn’t have let her go…
“abbey?” he choked out.
Gunfire. Sounding over and over until all that was left was the empty click of the trigger.
abbey jolted awake. She gasped, noticed a man leaning over her and fought.
“Stay away from me!” she yelled as she swung at him.
Her fist came out of nowhere and connected with Colt’s shoulder. He didn’t feel it though. All his attention was on her. He grabbed her arms and stilled them as she started crying.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I’m sorry.”
Her eyes focused on him.
“Colt?” she asked. “Where am I?”
“Your shuttle. You’re safe. I promise. No one is ever gonna hurt you again.”
She sat up and threw her arms around his neck and sobbed as he held her tenderly.
“What they did…” she cried. “Oh God! What they did…”
“I’m sorry, darling,” he repeated, not knowing what else to say. Those wang ba dans were going to pay, even if he had to hunt them all down himself. They were going to suffer for what they did.
“What they did to that girl, Colt. That poor girl!” abbey tried to explain. All Colt could focus on was the word girl. “They raped her. Both of them. And when I could get to her. She was dead! Dead because she fought back.”
He didn’t quite understand, so he just tightened his grip on her and held her.
“That could have been me, Colt,” she whispered. “If I didn’t get those hinges off, that could have been me.”
“It wasn’t…?” he asked as he looked straight into her eyes. A glimmer of hope shone into his soul. “They didn’t… hurt you… did they?”
“No,” she said softly. “I didn’t give them the chance.”
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(releasing the big red button that slammed the airlock shut, Spots slides down the bulkhead, eyes closed faced to the top of the cargo bay)
Spots: (lets out a big sigh) Hell of a day
(sit in the cargo bay for some time Spots gets up and walks to his room, turns on some music)
Spots: (cradling a picture of his young sister)
Issy I swear to god and very thing holy I will find you.
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Mobbex is coming down the stairs from the catwalk when he overhears...Quote:
Originally posted by Spots74:
Spots: (lets out a big sigh) Hell of a day
Mobbex: Perk up buddy we ain't done yet. I got a bead on a place we can get some help fer our wounded, it's a, ah... a hospital in... Veneer or somethin', on the main land. You go an' get her goin' while I word up the cap'n.
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** thinks to my self "gorram it that was close" Thinks again about how far her life has come . Hits the comm**
hey capt where too? And it is good to have everyone back again.
I am a leaf on the wind
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*Oram lay on the infirmary chair, letting her mind wash under the powerful pain medication that Sky had given her as soon as she was able to get Stan comfy and in a stable condition. Sky had tried to clean Oram’s back as best as she could, but the doctor was having none of the patient role she’d found herself in. She’d flatly refused to let Sky anywhere near the shrapnel still in her back, and insisted that a bandage was all she needed.
Sky, not wanting to argue and going into a mood with the doctor’s attitude, just did as she was told. It only seemed to get worse when Sky went to stabilise Oram's arm, it was obvious that Sky had set many a broken bone, but seemed hesitant when she had to set a collarbone.*
Oram: Look, until we get to wherever we’re going, just give me pain killers till we land, I should be right as rain on just the juice.
Sky: You’re starting to babble and hallucinate from the pain and shock. You don’t need infection to also set in and complicate anything further.
Oram: I'll have you know I’ve dealt with worse than mere flesh wounds.
Sky: I wasn’t talking about flesh wounds, I was talking about broken bones.
Oram: Really? (beat) Huh, anyway, you're not touching my brittle little bones and unless you shoot me…
Sky: I will shoot you.
Oram: I'll shoot right back! You’re not going near my gorram arm.
*Sky, knowing she was on a losing landslide with no one to help her with the chun zi doctor, gave up the argument, before going to see who she could help to keep the little so and so down while she set the bones… maybe Colt … or Abbey, she always seemed to listen to those two, she gave Oram a strong shot of pain killers and walked out of the room without another word.
Oram sensed her small victory and leaned back in the chair, closing her eyes to the nausea that the drugs, and booze also, brought with the relief.*
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As soon as she confirmed that she had not been harmed, his lips were on hers, kissing as if they hadn’t seen each other for months.
She went to wrap her arms around his neck, but winced when the one she used to hold onto the buoy protested. Colt stopped kissing her and gently held her arm to inspect it.
Colt *concerned*: You’re hurt.
abbey: Just a bit. I don’t think it’s broken. It just hurts.
He softly rubbed a thumb over the bruise on her face.
Colt: How’s that feel?
abbey: It’s tender, just like the lip.
He winced a bit, thinking of the intensity he had just kissed her.
Colt: Sorry about the kiss. I didn’t mean to hurt you.
abbey *smiling warmly at him*: I wasn’t complaining.
Colt tipped abbey’s head up so he could look at her neck better.
Colt *frowning*: Who did this to you?
abbey: One of the guards. *she closed her eyes remembering the guards she shot while she was at the estate* “I really don’t want to talk about it.
Colt *softly, not wanting to push her*: OK. *he looked into her eyes* You’re OK though?
abbey: Better now that I’m home.
Colt leaned down and kissed her again, this time softer. She looped her uninjured arm around his neck and ran her fingers through his hair while he wrapped both arms around her, pulling her into a tight embrace.
Colt *whispering into her ear*: When we get to the hospital, I want you to get checked out thoroughly too. Just as a precaution.
abbey stiffened and pulled back from him.
abbey *alarmed*: Hospital? Why are we going to a hospital?
Colt: We have injured. Stan’s hit really bad. I guess he caught a bullet on the landing platform during the escape *abbey’s hand flew to her mouth in shock* And then there’s Oram–”
abbey *interrupting him*: Oram? Oram’s hurt? Why didn’t you rutting tell me?
With surprising strength she shoved him aside and started to stand up, but he caught her by the hand and sat her back down.
Colt: I know you and Oram are real close, but you need to rest. Being out in the water that long will suck every bit of energy from you.
abbey *defiantly*: Let me go. I have to see her.
Colt *relenting*: OK, I’ll take you, but you can’t go like that.
abbey: Like what?
Colt: Darling, your clothes are pretty torn up and you are soaked to the skin.
abbey: Well… SO ARE YOU!!!
Colt: You need to at least change first. Let me help you.
He got into one of her drawers and pulled out a lounging outfit, then grabbed a towel and handed it to her.
Colt: I got a shirt with the button front so it will be easier to get your arm in.
He turned his back to her, giving her some sense of privacy and only helped her when she requested it.
abbey *as she was drying off*: She hurt badly?
Colt: I don’t know. Sky’s with her.
abbey slipped on the dry shirt she had and then tried to button up the front, but found it impossible to do with one hand. She turned to Colt who started the task of buttoning them for her. Colt was about halfway finished when they heard the most frightening thing…
Mobbex *from the door of her shuttle*: Colt? You in here?
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Hey everyone! Just wanted to forward the news that Mobbex is out of town for two weeks (I think he left on the 23rd), so don't get worried. Things will start back up when he gets back. In the meantime, recharge those posting powers. We'll be making a stop for medical treatment then off to Ezra to free some slaves. Yay!
-abbey
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