*waves from the mine*
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lavandarlizard2I just found a whole river of milk chocolate! O.O You'll see me again in... oh... three months? ^___^
Oh, right. I have to surface now and then to post, don't I? ^.o
More of Lockjaw.
"Heero's fine; stop screeching," he replied absently. "He's with Sally; she's doing a bit of stitching and then she'll send him right up."
Duo stared at him. "Stitching?!" It came out as a squeak. He looked back at the TV. Still mostly noise. He did catch something about "Kaloogian", "lawyer", "emergency" and "Preventor." Oh, shit... Oh, mothering shit...
"Ah!" cried Wufei and spun the computer to show Duo. "Kaloogian went psycho while the cops were questioning him. He attacked his lawyer, the DA and a bunch of cops."
Together they skimmed the breaking news. No one was quite sure what had brought it on; Kaloogian was being questioned by a police detective and the DA; his lawyer was advising him not to answer questions. Two police officers and a Preventors agent were also inside the room, with more cops and Preventors outside. With no warning, Kaloogian had attacked his lawyer, throwing her against a wall and then punching her several times. The others had gone to her rescue; the officers outside had raised the alarm and joined those inside. Kaloogian had then turned on the cops. One cop was dead, another was in critical condition, as was the hapless attorney, and several other cops had sustained severe injuries. The DA had a broken arm and a fractured skull. Kaloogian was dead. There was no mention of the Preventors’ agents.
They stared at the news in awe. "Holy shit," breathed Duo after a long moment. "Damn," agreed Wufei softly. They both looked up at the TV. A previously recorded tape showed ambulances, fire trucks and rotating red and blue lights, dozens of uniformed cops and people rushing back and forth. A stretcher came out the main doors, and then another. Ambulances were loaded, sirens came on and the camera wobbled as the operator jumped out of the way. The time was listed as 1053. It was now almost 1230.
"But what about Heero...” Duo breathed, wide-eyed. "He was there, wasn't he?"
"That's what the delay is," Wufei said quietly. "Who do you think took Kaloogian out?"
Duo turned to stare at his friend. "How bad?" he demanded.
"Sally says a broken wrist and a cut over his cheekbone. He's been splinted; she's just stitching the cut now. He brought one of the cops who passed out afterwards in with him."
"Why didn't he say something?!" Now, he was annoyed. Dammit! Heero knew better than to go off and play without him.
Wufei snorted. "What; Yuy admit to an injury? He's your husband; why do you think he didn't say anything?"
Duo snorted. Apparently the Ice Man was alive and well. Well, he'd have a few words to say about this overly-protective need-to-know crap.
They watched as the video loop repeated itself, and then a live commentator came on with an update. It wasn't terribly enlightening. Duo was twisting the sheet into a rope, wrapping it around his hands like a garrote. Wufei took out his cellphone and dialed Heero's number again. It was answered after several rings.
"Um... Yuy?" The response was apparently in the affirmative. "Are you... okay?” Wufei asked carefully. He held the phone out so that Duo could hear the answer.
"I'm fine now," Heero said sourly. "I didn't realize I was bleeding until I got into the emergency room with the cop. Your wife pounced on me before I could get away."
"Ah," said Wufei, understanding completely. "Duo was concerned; he knows how long it takes to get here."
Heero groaned and muttered in an aside, "Come on, Sally; I've had stitches before. They don't have to be perfect."
"Yes, they do, dammit," came Sally's voice in the background. "I'm not sending you up to Duo looking like Frankenstein's monster. Now, hold still!"
Duo snorted, some of his color coming back. He leaned into the phone. "Heero! Let the doctor finish! Quit being an idiot!"
"Why aren't you asleep?"
"I was! I woke up to discover you've been fooling around on me, dammit!"
Silence, then a sigh. "Wasn't part of the plan, babe; sorry."
Duo sighed. "I know... Love you..."
"Love you too. Be there shortly." The phone went dead.
Duo lay back down with another sigh. "Why does this crap always happen to us, Wu? Does Murphy hate us that much?"
"I think Murphy knows we can handle it." He shifted in the chair. "Although... It would be nice to handle things without bruises."
"What? No bruises? C'mon Fei; you know a day without bruises is a day without sunshine," said Duo wryly.
Wufei blinked at him. "Actually, I like overcast days..."
Duo snickered, winced and sighed again.
Oh, right. I have to surface now and then to post, don't I? ^.o
More of Lockjaw.
"Heero's fine; stop screeching," he replied absently. "He's with Sally; she's doing a bit of stitching and then she'll send him right up."
Duo stared at him. "Stitching?!" It came out as a squeak. He looked back at the TV. Still mostly noise. He did catch something about "Kaloogian", "lawyer", "emergency" and "Preventor." Oh, shit... Oh, mothering shit...
"Ah!" cried Wufei and spun the computer to show Duo. "Kaloogian went psycho while the cops were questioning him. He attacked his lawyer, the DA and a bunch of cops."
Together they skimmed the breaking news. No one was quite sure what had brought it on; Kaloogian was being questioned by a police detective and the DA; his lawyer was advising him not to answer questions. Two police officers and a Preventors agent were also inside the room, with more cops and Preventors outside. With no warning, Kaloogian had attacked his lawyer, throwing her against a wall and then punching her several times. The others had gone to her rescue; the officers outside had raised the alarm and joined those inside. Kaloogian had then turned on the cops. One cop was dead, another was in critical condition, as was the hapless attorney, and several other cops had sustained severe injuries. The DA had a broken arm and a fractured skull. Kaloogian was dead. There was no mention of the Preventors’ agents.
They stared at the news in awe. "Holy shit," breathed Duo after a long moment. "Damn," agreed Wufei softly. They both looked up at the TV. A previously recorded tape showed ambulances, fire trucks and rotating red and blue lights, dozens of uniformed cops and people rushing back and forth. A stretcher came out the main doors, and then another. Ambulances were loaded, sirens came on and the camera wobbled as the operator jumped out of the way. The time was listed as 1053. It was now almost 1230.
"But what about Heero...” Duo breathed, wide-eyed. "He was there, wasn't he?"
"That's what the delay is," Wufei said quietly. "Who do you think took Kaloogian out?"
Duo turned to stare at his friend. "How bad?" he demanded.
"Sally says a broken wrist and a cut over his cheekbone. He's been splinted; she's just stitching the cut now. He brought one of the cops who passed out afterwards in with him."
"Why didn't he say something?!" Now, he was annoyed. Dammit! Heero knew better than to go off and play without him.
Wufei snorted. "What; Yuy admit to an injury? He's your husband; why do you think he didn't say anything?"
Duo snorted. Apparently the Ice Man was alive and well. Well, he'd have a few words to say about this overly-protective need-to-know crap.
They watched as the video loop repeated itself, and then a live commentator came on with an update. It wasn't terribly enlightening. Duo was twisting the sheet into a rope, wrapping it around his hands like a garrote. Wufei took out his cellphone and dialed Heero's number again. It was answered after several rings.
"Um... Yuy?" The response was apparently in the affirmative. "Are you... okay?” Wufei asked carefully. He held the phone out so that Duo could hear the answer.
"I'm fine now," Heero said sourly. "I didn't realize I was bleeding until I got into the emergency room with the cop. Your wife pounced on me before I could get away."
"Ah," said Wufei, understanding completely. "Duo was concerned; he knows how long it takes to get here."
Heero groaned and muttered in an aside, "Come on, Sally; I've had stitches before. They don't have to be perfect."
"Yes, they do, dammit," came Sally's voice in the background. "I'm not sending you up to Duo looking like Frankenstein's monster. Now, hold still!"
Duo snorted, some of his color coming back. He leaned into the phone. "Heero! Let the doctor finish! Quit being an idiot!"
"Why aren't you asleep?"
"I was! I woke up to discover you've been fooling around on me, dammit!"
Silence, then a sigh. "Wasn't part of the plan, babe; sorry."
Duo sighed. "I know... Love you..."
"Love you too. Be there shortly." The phone went dead.
Duo lay back down with another sigh. "Why does this crap always happen to us, Wu? Does Murphy hate us that much?"
"I think Murphy knows we can handle it." He shifted in the chair. "Although... It would be nice to handle things without bruises."
"What? No bruises? C'mon Fei; you know a day without bruises is a day without sunshine," said Duo wryly.
Wufei blinked at him. "Actually, I like overcast days..."
Duo snickered, winced and sighed again.
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Date: 2007-09-21 09:05 pm (UTC)"Actually, I like overcast days..."
*snickers* So much love for this fic! Holy crap at the situation Heero was in! And the phone conversation? <3
(Do I get to do the first comment dance?)
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Date: 2007-09-22 03:37 am (UTC)It's that whole Murphy thing. ^.o
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Date: 2007-09-21 09:41 pm (UTC)I adore this fic... it's so cute! In a... uh... angsty, serial killer sort of way. >_> You know what I mean...
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Date: 2007-09-21 09:53 pm (UTC)"I woke up to discover you've been fooling around on me," LOL.
I love this fic.
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Date: 2007-09-22 03:49 am (UTC)The couple that plays together, stays together? ^___^
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Date: 2007-09-22 01:02 am (UTC)And poor WuFei...stuck between the two adrenaline junkies. No wonder he likes overcast days.
Wonderful stuff. I look forward to Fridays.
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