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After Chaos (Read 187835 times)
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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2760 - Jun 8th, 2021, 10:36pm
 
As Hondo went back to find Valentine, he found her sitting on a bar stood partially disoriented from the flash-bang.
 
 
"Val... Val, lets go." He said a bit gruffly.
 
 
She shook her head, "No... I'm fine here.
 
 
"That wasn't a request. Come on.... Don't make a scene." He said in a low voice.
 
 
The bartender started to reach under the bar but Hondo pulled his pistol again and pointed it at her. The bartender froze in place.
 
 
"So, you'd shoot a woman?" she asked snidely.
 
 
"I don't want to, ma'am, but I don't reckon I want to get shot by one either." Hondo replied.
 
 
"She wants to stay. Leave her be." She replied.
 
 
Hondo shook his head, "'Fraid I can't do that Ma'am. You have no reason to trust me, but this is my wife an' she's not well."
 
 
"I'm fine an' don't need you." Valentine mumbled as she stared at the floor.
 
 
The bartender frowned, "How can I trust you?"
 
 
"I haven't shot you. How many folks these days give someone an option when they have the drop on a body like this?" He asked
 
 
She sighed, nodded, and stepped back, "Alright. You got me there. Just don't hurt her... she strikes me as a good girl in trouble... was there myself once."
 
 
Hondo nodded and holstered his pistol, "You read her right, Ma'am. Thanks."
 
 
Hondo grabbed Valentines arm lightly, "Come on, Val."
 
 
She pulled away angrily, still not looking at him, "Leave me alone!"
 
 
He grabbed her arm more tightly and half lifted her too her feet, "No, Val. You're comin' back now."
 
 
She tried to pull away but his grip was too firm. It hurt her a bit, but had his grip not hurt she could have pulled away. She gritted her teeth and through about trying to get away and get the drop on him, but she  knew she would fail. She had proven a better shooter at long range shooting but up close he was faster and definitely stronger. She knew he would do his best to not hurt her, but she knew he would do what was necessary to get her back. This thought alone turned in the back of her mind, she knew he would not give up.  
 
 
As he marched her angrily out the door they met Fernando on the outside. Fernando gave him a knowing look and a nod. Hondo half nodded back and passed him, making Valentine sit in the front seat of the jeep. She sat there angrily staring at the floor, trying to regain her full sense still.
 
 
The lawmen were slowly dispersing, freeing up the major and the three men with her, so they returned to the jeep to meet up with the others. The major looked over the group and frowned.
 
 
"Not sure I have room for everyone", she said, "I can have my men walk."
 
 
Hondo shook his head, "No, I'll walk."
 
 
"Someone else would have to, too." She said.
 
 
"We get out of sight and I can get us back fast." Fernando offered.
 
 
"We did it in the open earlier." The major replied.
 
 
"There are emergencies when it is necessary, and there are times when we need to be seen as more normal to leave them wondering." Fernando said.
 
 
"Actually, I was hopin' you'd see Val back to the camper, Jefe." Hondo said.
 
 
Fernando raised an eyebrow at him, "I figured you two had things to talk about."
 
 
Hondo nodded, "We do an' we will when I get back. First I need to have a talk with someone else."
 
 
He turned to look at Maggie who was half looking down but up enough to catch that he was looking at her. She looked up, surprised, and after looking between him and Fernando she spoke nervously.
 
 
"M.m.m.m.me?" She stammered.
 
 
Hondo nodded, "Yup. 'Bout time we had a talk."
 
 
Fernando looked at him emotionless, "Not going to be any issues, right?"
 
 
"No issues unless someone else starts them." Hondo replied flatly.
 
 
Fernando nodded, "Alright. Maggie, you walk with Hondo."
 
 
Maggie gave Fernando a bit of a frightened look,"Y.y.y.y.you s.s.s.s.s.sure?"
 
 
Fernando nodded.  Maggie swallowed hard and started walking slowly towards Hondo.
 
 
"Don't tell him a damn thing!" Valentine growled , still staring at the jeep floor.
 
 
Maggie paused at her words then continued on. Fernando climbed in the jeep behind Valentine while the major climbed in the back with one of her men and the other two climbed in the front. The jeep took off down the road and went around a corned. Once out of sight Fernando teleported them back to the camp.
 
 
 
Maggie partly watched them leave with the jeep, partly watched Hondo watching them leave, and partly stared at the ground. Her mind wandered to what he wanted. She tried to tell herself it was just to talk finally but her mind kept wandering to darker and darker places. She stayed thinking until a deep voice brought her out of her own thoughts with a jolt.
 
 
"You alright?" Hondo asked
 
 
She jumped and looked at him, startled like, before swallowing hard and nodding with short jerky nods.
 
 
"No need to be nervous." He said
 
 
"I'm.. I'm.. I'm not..not nervous." she stammered.
 
 
She shook slightly, wondering what he was going to do to her. She half looked at the ground but he drew her attention again.
 
 
"Common. Let's go." he said as he nodded towards camp.
 
 
She nodded and started to walk to the path that went through town but Hondo's voice stopped her.
 
 
"Not through town. Lets take the road 'round. Less people."He said with a nod towards the road the jeep had gone down.
 
 
Going down that road felt like a death sentence to her. She still remembered the murderous look in his eyes as he had leaped at her that day she had walked into camp with Valentine. It literally haunted her dreams some nights, as she believed he was right and she deserved to die. But as much as she felt like she deserved to die, she did not want to die as only now did she feel like she actually had a chance to live and redeem herself. Now she wondered if she would actually have that chance.
 
 
She walked before him, silently, looking at the ground as she walked. It was as if she was the condemned being walked to her execution. She trembled slightly as they got out of the sight of the town and closed her eyes just waiting for death but nothing happened. Her heart pounded as they walked on, ever ready for it but nothing happened. She started to think maybe she was overreacting as she could almost see the edge of the camp ahead, through a break in the trees, when a rough hand grabbed her shoulder and his low voice sounded sending chills through her body. She was not sure what he said but she knew her time had come.
 
She jumped and then fell to her knees sobbing, "Please!... Please, just do it! I can't take it anymore!!"  
 
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Hondo watched as they disappeared, more sensing the green flash than actually seeing it himself. It was as if his connection as a time lord made him able to sense more than he used to but yet feel more lost due to the nature of the current time continuum they currently were suck in.  
 
 
He sighed lightly and shook his head. What he was going to do with Valentine weighed greatly on him. He was half temped to turn her loose, as that is what she seemed to want, but he was too afraid of the destructive path that she seemed destined to go down on her own.
 
 
After a moment he looked over at Maggie who was looking at the ground and seemed to almost trembled.
 
 
"You alright?" Hondo asked
 
 
She jumped and looked at him, startled like, before swallowing hard and nodding with short jerky nods.
 
 
"No need to be nervous." He said
 
 
"I'm.. I'm.. I'm not..not nervous." she stammered.
 
 
She seemed to shake nervously still, but he wrote it off as her just being jumpy.
 
 
"Common. Let's go." he said as he nodded towards camp.
 
 
She nodded and started to walk to the path that went through town but he called out to her to stop her.
 
 
"Not through town. Lets take the road 'round. Less people."He said with a nod towards the road the jeep had gone down.
 
 
He really did not want to deal with the assholes of this town at the moment, especially with Maggie to protect and angry lawmen who would gladly shoot them both. She started on down the road quietly and a bit slowly, but he stayed behind her, watching for trouble and thinking what he should say. He knew he had been hard on her and felt bad about it, especially after seeing her try to help Valentine repeatedly at her own risk and how nervous she appeared.
 
 
She walked before him, silently, looking at the ground as she walked. He looked at her and the further they walked the more she seemed to tremble.  He looked around and saw they were getting close enough to camp that gunfire would bring help but far enough away they could talk in private. He noticed she was shaking even more visibly at the moment so he reached out and gently put his hand on her shoulder.
 
 
"You alright, Maggie?" He asked in a low voice.
 
 
To his surprise she jumped and then fell to her knees sobbing.
 
 
"Please!... Please, just do it! I can't take it anymore!!" She sobbed.
 
 
Tears poured from her eyes as she knelt in the dirt, held her head in her hands and sobbed. He stood there lost for a moment before kneeling down beside her. He placed a hand on her shoulder again but that just made her tremble even worse as she shrank away from him.
 
 
 
"Maggie? What the hell is wrong?" He asked in a worried tone.
 
 
"Just kill me, please! Don't mess with me anymore!" She sobbed.
 
 
"Kill you? Kill you?! ... Maggie, you thought I was going to kill you?" He asked incredulously.
 
 
She half looked at him, her crying softening, "Is..is..isn't that why you brought me out here? I..I..I messed up ..and..and if you and Fernando hadn't.. hadn't come we'd be dead!"
 
 
He sat down on the ground beside her, "Maggie, I'm not gonna kill you."
 
 
"But..but.. you..you wanted to..to when.. when ..." She stammered.
 
 
"Maggie, I'm sorry. Apologizin' isn't easy for me, but I was wrong. I was angry 'cause of Val an'... an' I blamed you when it was all my fault. I'm sorry." He said earnestly.
 
 
She sniffled a bit and looked up at him, her eyes and cheeks tear stained, "Your.. your fault? How?"
 
 
He sighed, "Our girl.. Zoey, she... she had her feelin's hurt by Macey. Macey was bein' mean, but kids do that shit an' have to be taught better. Zoey ran off an' I got so worried that I let Val go one way while I went another way searchin' for Zoey."
 
 
"What... what happened?" Maggie asked, trying to wipe away the tears.
 
 
"What happened was I found Zoey an' the grey Lady found Val. From there I'm not sure what happened other than I failed to find her before... well, I think you know, though she won't tell me." He replied in a low, sad voice.
 
 
"Then you... you wanted me with you..you to..to " She stammered.
 
 
"I need to know what happened to my wife. You know, so I need to know what you know and..... I should have done so earlier but I need to apologize to you. Losin' Val made me angrier than I've ever been or ever hope to be. I saw you with her an' her her an'...an' I just needed to hurt someone because of her state. I... I should never of came at you like that." He replied
 
 
She stared at him awestruck for a moment, "You..you mean you actually just wanted to talk to..to me, not ..not kill me?"
 
 
He frowned and looked down at the ground, "Yes. I am very sorry, Maggie. I'm tryin' to be a good husband, a good father, an' be a leader an' protector to those at camp but frankly a lot of it is new to me an' I reckon I have failed in some of it."
 
 
She moved over closer to him and put a hand on his arm causing him to look her in the eyes. She stared into his eyes for a moment and sighed.
 
 
"You're bein' honest." she said
 
 
"You can tell from my eyes?" He asked
 
 
She shrugged, "Partly. its more than that but I've always been able to read if someone was lying or not."
 
 
She sighed and sat down beside him, "You do a good job at camp and with your girls. I know you feel like you failed with Valentine too but I see you try so hard with her and I see the worry in your eyes over her... I admit I've been scared of you, but... *sigh* a lot of it is just my mind. I..I figure everyone is out to get me anymore. I know what Valentine has been through so I tried to help, as she and I have been through a lot of the same stuff... and Fernando... He;s gruff and scary at times, but... there is just something about him that makes me feel safe."
 
 
"I'm sorry I've not made you feel safe." Hondo replied
 
 
She frowned and nodded, "It's ok. I..I deserve all of your wrath for doing what I've done... I did it to survive but..but..but I knew it was wrong.... I'm..I'm not a strong woman. I'm scared... always scared. Always expecting to be in pain and..and I don't expect to see another day every time I go to sleep..... Valentine....Val... she is feeling like this too."
 
 
"You don't deserve our wrath. I don't like what you may have done but you've shown you want to change an' make things right... I... we want to help you achieve that.... everyone deserves a second chance if they want to change." He replied.
 
 
She smiled softly, "Thank you."
 
 
"Now... What about Val? Whats going on with her?" He asked
 
 
Maggie proceeded to tell him what she knew. She told him about her arriving unconscious from the Grey Lady and kept in a cold sell, not allowed to  retain any of her pride. About how they tried to change her into a mixed species wessen, which is extremely painful, and how her body rejected it. She told him how they believed she was immortal and started to take body parts from her and how they killed her over and over to time how long before she came back each time.  
 
 
As she spoke he had to stand and pace. He cussed angrily under his breath several times and at one point punched a tree with his left hand,  cracking several bones and cutting up his knuckles in the process.
 
 
His last out burst frightened her a bit but she knew it was not against her. She stood up, pulled a bandanna from her pocket, and approached him carefully.
 
 
"Let me..me see it." She said.
 
 
He pulled away and spoke gruffly, "I'm fine!"
 
 
He saw her shutter a bit and shrink back. He sighed and shook his head.
 
 
"Sorry. I'm fine, honestly." He said a bit more softly
 
 
She swallowed hard then held her hand out, "Let me see it... please."
 
 
He sighed and let her see his hand. She cleaned a couple chunks of bark and a few splinters from the wound, being as careful as she could before wrapping it. He watched her work. As she did her hands were steady, nimble, and her touch was delicate.
 
 
"You're good at that." He replied.
 
 
She smiled softly, "Thank you. I'd like to help people heal for once, instead..instead of hurting them."
 
 
He nodded, "Understand. You have a gift, that's for sure. Now, how did you guys get out?"
 
 
She sighed, "That was you and Fernando... I think. I've only got parts and pieces on what happened outside. They... they were set to transfer a couple of Valentine's organs into me and a couple of mine into her. They... They wanted to see if her body accepted of changed my organs and wanted to see if hers would adapt to me... I guess. they did not clue me in on a lot. At that point I was more valuable as a lab rat than as an assistant. It's not the first time they used me like that but it was the first time I was pretty sure I was going to die. IF you guys had not had caused a stir and scared them into pulling out, I'd most likely be dead. They...they needed me to help move Val.... Sorry, its hard to talk about."
 
 
"If you can't..." Hondo started to say
 
 
She shook her head, "No... No I need to talk about it and you need to hear it."
 
 
She continued to tell him about how they escaped and how their future sons helped her, leaving out the part where they gave her a letter for Fernando, not him. He nodded and listened and when she had finished he sighed.  
 
 
"Thank you for tellin' me... Just wish she would have." He said sadly.
 
 
she smiled, "I'm glad I could help."
 
 
"Any advice?" He asked
 
 
She shrugged, "I don't know. She feels hollow, like pieces are missing. She's scared, angry, lost, and probably sees herself as not whole, even when the mirror says differently. She feels like everyone is out to get here and those who treat her right.. well... she feels like a burden. I know because..."
 
 
"Because you feel the same way." Hondo finished her thought for her.
 
 
She nodded, "Yeah. Which is why I don't know how to help you help her. Everyone is different and.....and .... I haven't even figured out how to help myself."
 
 
He sighed, "I'm sorry. It has to be hard."
 
 
She shrugged, "After a while this gets normal. It's only when you get around good people, like your guys, that you realize how broken you really are. Hondo,... Val is broken. She may need to be alone to fix herself or she might need you there. She might need a break from you guys but need you to be close by in case. I don't know and I know she doesn't know."
 
 
Hondo nodded, "Thanks, Maggie. We'd probably better get back."
 
 
"Yeah. They will think we got lose!" she said with a light grin.
 
 
Hondo started to head back but stopped when Maggie spoke again.
 
 
"Hondo... I'll do all I can to help her, but... but I'm not a brave or strong person." She said.
 
 
He half turned so he could look at her, "You followed her to town when you knew it was dangerous. You wanted to make sure she was alright even at risk to yourself. That isn't a weak or cowardly person. Maybe you have to learn how brave you can be, but I didn't see a coward back there."
 
 
She looked down and smiled softly, "I wish I felt that way but... thank you."
 
 
He nodded and continued on. She trotted to catch up and though he walked a bit fast for her short stature, she walked beside him back to camp.
 
(To be continued...)
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
The cowboy left the country, the campfire has gone out
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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2761 - Jun 10th, 2021, 10:46pm
 
(2 hour jump from Val being brought over back to camp.)
 
2:00PM
 
On the airwaves at Channel 4 for the RC/CB band, a message is sent and heard by many with the right equipment.
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3:30PM
 
In a meeting in a crashed airplane by the stream and the drainage pipes, many children have gathered about along with older teens and one adult. The adult of the group addresses them.
 
“If I were to leave this place, who would go with me?” The female adult says to the teens and children.
 
The children discuss it among themselves, the vote was unanimous: they all would.
 
“But, I cannot take you all.” The female adult tells them.
 
One of the older teens spoke up, “If you leave, who would take care of us? We are not wanted by anyone. And between the Lawmen and Hector, we would be kidnapped and sold into slavery.”
 
“Are you leaving with Fernando?” Lily asks.
 
“Well... I was offered to go with him.” The female adult replies.
 
“Did he say we can go with you?” Another asks.
 
“We talked about it, and though he is looking into options, right now there is no way for all of us to go.” The female adult explains.
 
“What would it take for us to go with them?” One of the older teens asks.
 
The female adult thinks about it for a while. She then says “We need to be able to fit our numbers into their vehicles. If not, we need to get a vehicle of our own that will fit us all.”
 
“When are they leaving?” One of the younger ones asks.
 
“Don’t know.” The female adult says. But she then throws in, “I was told we are to be there around 6PM for an evening meal. We got plenty of time so let’s get washed up and ready for them.”
 
“Nice to know...” A male adult voice joins in, “We’ll let him know that you could not make it.” After a slight pause, he says, “Boys, arrest everyone here.”
 
“EVERYBODY – RUN!” The female adult yells out.
 
Panic ensues, but the place is surrounded by Lawmen and every entrance/exit covered. Little Mary takes a couple young ones her age and manages to find a nook where they can hide for a while as everybody else was gathered up and put into chains before being taken away. Various items were dropped: child walkie talkies, handkerchiefs, hair clips, carry-all bags, pack backs, etc. It took another half hour for the Lawmen to leave in motorized vehicles.
 
After hearing the vehicles leave, Little Mary crawls out of hiding with the other two – a mouse boy and his twin sister. Being younger than she is, they begin to cry. It takes them another half hour for them to calm down. Little Mary looks about and picks up a walkie talkie from the floor. She finds her bag given to her by Fernando and puts the radio inside it. She tells the others to do the same, to pick a radio and put it in their bag. She then takes the children’s hands, telling them, “We got to find Mister Fernando. It is a long way away but he will take care of us.”
 
“You know where he is?” The boy asks.
 
“He’s in town, and you know we are far away from town. But we will get there. Let’s go.” Mary says.
 
She leads them into the sewer drain pipe and down its length which eventually leads into town. In the least it makes a three hour trip over land to just over two.
 


4:00PM
 
In a concrete and brick building that houses the jail cells and the Lawmen’s offices...
 
The children were stuffed into three separate cells. But adult female was not there with them. She was in another room being ‘interrogated’ by various means of violence, rape and abuse. Despite being in a locked room some distance from the jail cells, she can be heard screaming in pain and agony.
 
Men in round bowler’s hats and suits come in and look over the children, inquiring about prices for various individuals in the cages. But no deal has been made yet. The younger ones in the cages were about to cry but the older ones tried their best to keep them calmed down. The older Cat Girl who took care of Mary during the rope dog incident was taken out of the cage soon afterwards and taken to another room for interrogation. The screams from the second room started almost immediately as the torture began.
 


5:15 PM...
 
Mary makes it to the part of the sewer under the bazaar near the parking lot with the two younger ones. But getting there and getting out were two different things. It was a heavy manhole cover to say the least. Too heavy for her to open. She decides to pass it, as there were a couple manholes that were easier to open in the parking lot. But for Mary, easier does not mean that she can do it. They walked around the sewers under the parking lot and peeking through a couple storm gratings they had found.
 
One of the storm gratings they can see Karl and Marvin doing their patrol. The metal grating was heavy but moveable enough to get one of the smaller children out. Little Mary decides for the little girl to go as she was smaller than her twin brother.
 
“Daisy, we are going to move this cover and you are going to get out and get those two Wessen men’s attention and bring them here.” Little Mary tells the little girl.
 
The little girl nods her head. With help from her brother, Little Mary manages to push the grating out of the way enough for Daisy to climb out of it. She then gets up off the floor, looks around the area and then runs Marvin and Karl.
 
“Mister! Mister! Mister! I Need Help!” She says to them.
 
Marvin lowers himself to her level, “What the problem, little one?”
 
Daisy points to where she came from “Come! We Need Help!” She then starts to run in the pointed direction.
 
Karl shrugs his shoulders, Marvin nods and both begin to follow her. The teens doing the patrol sees them chasing after the girl and go after them. Daisy stops by the storm grating and points at it. Karl and Marvin look at the storm grating and see Little Mary with the little boy. The teens catch up with them and see what is going on.
 
“Pick it up and move it.” Mary yells from inside the storm grating.
 
Marvin bends down at his knees, grabbing a couple of rungs of the grating and lifts it out of the way. The boy climbs out with Little Mary after him. Marvin puts the grating back on the storm hole.
 
“Mr. Fernando? Where is Mr. Fernando?” Little Mary asks as she looks around for him.
 
“I think he is in his camper.” Karl says.
 
“What’s the problem?” One of the teens asks.
 
“Lawmen... They came to our den and took us all! They are going to sell us to slavery!” Little Mary exclaims.
 
“Let’s go.” One of the teens says.
 
“I’m going to get the Major.” Another teen says.
 
In few seconds they find Fernando setting up the tables by his Dub Box Camper for dinner. Little Mary runs up to him and pounces on him, grabbing him on his leg. The other teens and military members are surrounding his area.
 
“Mr. Fernando! Mr. Fernando!” Little Mary calls to him. She adds, “Lawmen! They came and took everyone from the den!”
 
Fernando looks down at her before taking her by the shoulders and lifting her up to his level. He asks her as she grabs onto his neck, “What happened?”
 
Little Mary begins to cry but explains what has happened. Fernando puts Little Mary down on the floor and starts walking to the front of the convoy as she explains. But the problem exposes itself as several jeeps pull up to the convoy. Others, not wearing the badge, are by the parking lot gate.
 
A voice yells out, “We the Lawmen of the municipality are placing any and all Wessens and Wessen Sympathizers under arrest!”
 
Fernando walks to them. He begins to yell at them.
 
“I Do Not Know What bug Crawled Up Your Ass, But I TOLD YOU NOT TO INTERFERE WITH MY MISSION!” Fernando yells at them.
 
“YOU Are In Cahoots With A Known Wessen Criminal AND YOU Are Under Arrest!” The Leader of the Lawmen Yells At Him.
 
“Who Is This Criminal? Bring Them Out To View!” Fernando challenges.
 
“Bring Her Out, Boys!” The Lawman yells out.
 
A couple of lawmen drag an adult Wessen female by her tied up arms who has been thoroughly beaten and abused to an inch of her life. Fernando recognizes her as Minerva.
 
Fernando looks at Minerva for a second before he asks.
 
“How many of you are left?” Fernando asks.
 
“What kind of question is that?” The Lawman asks.
 
“There is one of me, 25 of you here and now. How many of you ‘lawmen’ are out there left?” Fernando says and asks.
 
“Oh, you think you can go after all of us? There are hundreds of us out there. Many join the force every day. It is a number you can never count.” The Lawman leader tells him.
 
“The abuse of power ends right now. Or else.” Fernando tells him.
 
“Or else what? We know your army will not be here until the following day. You will be dead before then.” The Lawman tells him.
 
“I am not afraid to die. Are you?” Fernando looks at him.
 
“Men, get him, and get all of them!” The Lawman says.
 
As the Lawmen takes a step towards Fernando, he draws both his .45s out into view and in rapid secession, hit each lawman square in their forehead with the speed of the last one being hit before the first one the killed hits the ground. The smoke clears and only two remain standing, the Lawman Leader and Fernando with both his .45s aimed to Lawman’s forehead.
 
Fernando tells him, “You dare bring you private little war against me, you made accusations against me and my crew, you attacked my crew and were warned not to, and you did everything within your power to try to take me down – for what? That Pastry Baker still has you in his pockets? You Still Accepting Bribes From That Asshole? You are getting in my way of my mission – a mission from god to help the poor, weak and sick and restore their health and vitality and give them some financial assistance to get them back on their feet. These people did not ask to be purged, they did not ask to be beaten and stepped on, and they did not ask to be turned into Wessens at a Lab Town. But you are no better than any highway slaver gang out there that I ran up against, and they are either with me or they no longer exist. You are no longer going to exist.”
 
Fernando pulls his arms back and raises his foot to head level and kicks the lawman across his face. He then drops his guns and pounced on the older man and wails on him, giving head, face and body punches the likes no one has seen outside of fight town. Bones are heard being broken, the Lawman screams like a little girl for the time that he could scream. And even though Fernando knocks him out, Fernando continues to unleash his anger. He had to be pulled off by Karl, Marvin and the major’s men.
 
“Come on Fernando! He’s Had Enough!” Karl yells into his ear as they drag him away from the Lawman.
 
Fernando eventually calms down enough to be let go. He does not get up but crawls over to Minerva. He slowly picks her up onto his lap, and pulls a metal box out of his pocket. He takes a round glowing pill from inside and puts it into her mouth. With a slight push of her jaw, the pill breaks in her mouth, spilling the bio-energy infused liquid matrix into her cell structure and blood stream.
 
It will be hours before she is well again but she gathers the strength to say, “Fernando, I’m sorry...”
 
“Don’t be. Don’t ever be sorry. Not for this sorry excuse of a world. I swear, Minerva – all that is wrong with this place will be righted once and for all. I promise you that.” Fernando says to her before cutting her bindings.
 
From behind the campers walk 6 women in a tight black dress, wearing dark sunglasses and each walking with a black cane with a glowing sphere on it. Two of them pick up his guns and all step up behind him as they all kneel down beside him.
 
“It’s like Cathy all over again.” the oldest of the group says.
 
“There is a difference – daddy succeeded in saving Minerva.” The youngest of the group says.
 
“Girls... I told you not to mess with those of the fairer sex I am involved with.” Fernando tells them.
 
“We never interfered. We are just aware of what is going on and what will go on and what might go on. The rest is on you.” The long haired brunette Asian says.
 
“You are to save two on this part of the journey, you just saved one but the job is not complete. In Tech Town, you have another to save. Then everything becomes unclear until you reach Sturgis.” The dark skinned redhead tells him.
 
“We will take care of Minerva. We will take care of this mess. You need rescue the kids, they are being eyed over as slaves on an auction at the lawmen’s jail house. And the Cat Girl is in just as bad shape as Minerva is. Get there, fast.” A blonde one speaks.
 
“Due to some interference, you can’t teleport there, so take one of the jeeps with you.” A short haired brunette tells him.
 
“Take Marvin and Karl with you – and have them follow you in separate jeeps as well. You are going to need them” The oldest of the six tells him.
 
“Don’t fail them, dad. They need you now.” The long haired Asian tells him.
 
Silence hangs there like a bad smell. He slowly shifts Minerva into her arms and picks her up as he stands up. The young women stand up with him. He turns to face them, handing Minerva’s limp body to their outstretched arms. Major Moynihan steps up to them, “We will take care of this mess.”
 
“No, don’t. But confiscate the vehicles and the weapons, gather what Intel from what they have. I’ll be back.” Fernando tells her. He then turns to Karl and Marvin and points to separate jeeps, “You two are with me, let’s go!”
 
As they hop into three separate jeeps, the teens uncouple their dune buggies from the camper, and hop in to follow them. Fernando leads the group out of the parking area, running over the dead that were in his way. They follow him.  
 
It is a trip that normally takes 10 minutes to do, Fernando does it in 3.
 
They stop just yards from the jail house, out of sight of the guards at the door. They see some fancy SUVs outside and men in fancy suits going in.
 
Fernando tells the group, “Turn your vehicles around and be ready to leave with or without me as soon as it is filled with kids. The kids will be running here when I am done.”
 
They look at him and nod. Fernando takes a jug of gasoline from the back of the jeep as he gets up and starts walking the few yards to the jail house. The teens, Karl and Marvin turn their vehicles around, and wait. Walking up to the jail house as Fernando spills the fuel onto the ground, the six guards there take a stand. Two of the guards were personal bodyguards of the slavers who walked inside the jailhouse, the other four were lawmen. Karl, Marvin and the teens heard six shots being fire and then silence. A flame erupts along the line showing a path from where it originates, though Fernando had poured the fuel onto the fancy SUVs and lighting them on fire. He steps through the doorway, with more gun fire erupting from inside the building. The firefight last for over a couple of minutes.
 
A man in a fancy suit manages to escape the battle and runs to between the vehicles but finds them ablaze in flames. Fernando steps out of the jailhouse and put a round into the back of his head.
 
A couple of minutes later the children are running out of the jail house, following the flames of the burning fuel where the teens, Karl and Marvin wait for them. They are put into the vehicles and leave.
 
Fernando walks into the room where the Cat Girl was, tied up over a pummel horse, in a similar state Minerva was in. He pulls out his knife and cuts her bindings, taking her off the pummel horse and holds onto her as he kneels on the floor. He takes his metal can from his pocket and pulls out a round glowing pill. He puts the pill into the Cat Girl’s mouth and pushes her jaw to break it. It begins to take action in healing her and giving her strength to continue on. But he hears voices outside.
 
He checks and changes his double stack magazines before putting the Cat Girl on the ground, getting up and steps to the doorway of the room.
 
“What happened here?!!!” Somebody yells out loud as they walk though the jail house, counting off the bodies.
 
With his guns at this side, Fernando steps out into the main room of the jail house, looking at several more Lawmen. He tilts his head, “I am what happened to your men.”
 
The lawmen reach for their guns but Fernando puts a round into each of their heads. A couple managed to run outside followed by the barrage of bullets through the doorway. Fernando crawls on the floor and takes a mirror from his pocket angling it at the window to see who and how many are outside. Though there were another 10 to deal with, there were two on jeeps with machines guns shooting through the doors.
 
He puts away the mirror and gets up as they continue to shoot through the door. Fernando shoots through the window, hitting the two on the machinegun jeeps in the head. The shooting stops momentarily. He steps to the path of the doorway, seeing those he shot being pulled off and being replaced by another two. They did not get a chance to take hold of the ultimate weapons. Fernando walks up to the door way, shooting anyone who got to the jeeps. But there were several more to the sides of the building and out of view by the burning SUVs. He steps to the doorway, shooting anyone he sees. Stepping outside, he extends his arms out to the side and pulls the trigger several times, hitting those few that were hiding there.
 
The area becomes quiet as he begins to look around. There was survivor trying to crawl away. He walks up to him.
 
“Why are you on the wrong side of the law?” Fernando asks.
 
“I am only following orders.” The wounded Lawman tells him.
 
“That gives you no right or excuse to break the law, abuse the weak, rape the innocents, or assault those who cannot defend themselves.” Fernando tells him.
 
“I’m sorry... What do you want to let me go?” The wounded Lawman says and asks.
 
“There is nothing you can give me that will make me let you go. But if you learn anything, you will learn one thing today – the law of Ancient Mesopotamia was 'An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth.' A life for the lives you had taken – directly and indirectly.” Fernando tells him.
 
“What is that supposed to mean?” The Lawman asks.
 
“You cannot be that stupid. How about asking the Great Redeemer himself for an answer.” Fernando tells him before putting a bullet into his head.
 
Fernando then closes his eyes and reaches out with his senses. There is nobody within a couple miles from where he stands as far as his senses tell him. Putting away his firearm, he goes back inside, looking at the mess he help created. He goes into the interrogation room to where the Cat Girl is. He extends his arm out and summons his cane. It appears within his grasp. He spins the crystal and pushes it onto the cane. Time is shifted, he picks up the Cat Girl and carries her to the jeep he had left in the bushes with the others who had left some time ago. He takes his jacket off and covers her with it. He then gets into the jeep and still time shifted, he drives back to the convoy camp. He makes it back there a few minutes after the others did. The teens were able to recouple their dune buggies to their camper trailers during the time before he returned. He twists and presses the crystal, reverting back to normal time.
 


Around 6PM
 
The young adult women in black dresses comes out to meet him before taking the Cat Girl with them. Karl, Marvin, the teens and the Major and her men walk up to him.
 
“What’s next?” Major Moynihan asks.
 
“I need to get the food from the Asian restaurant, I need to get my pull cart.” Fernando says.
 
“You did enough. We’ll get our pull carts and you show us where to get it.” Karl tells him. He then taps Marvin on the chest and signals to follow him. They both run to their campers and quickly come back with their pull carts.
 
Fernando tells the Major, “Take 4 men with you, the rest can stand guard here.” He then turns to the teens, “Tell Ms Ruth things are going to be late but we are on our way to get the food. Ichigo is to be left alone until I come back. We should be back in 10 minutes. Help her set up.”
 
The teens nod before leaving to help Ruth set up as Fernando takes the Major, her men, Karl and Marvin to Asian restaurant. Along the way they passed by the Pastry Stand, there was a sudden “HUH? What is he still doing here?” coming from the stand.
 
Fernando stops and turns to the direction of the Pastry Stand, facing the stand owner, “What was that, Karen?!!”
 
“You, you are supposed to be arrested!” The Pastry Stand Owner points at Fernando.
 
“Oh, is that so! How would you know?” Fernando says and asks.
 
“I submitted a complaint to the Lawmen about you being with that Wessen!” The Pastry Owner almost brags.
 
“Oh, is that so?” Fernando says out loud. He then walks to the Pastry Stand Service door and enters it  He steps to the Pastry Stand Owner who has pulled a shotgun out on Fernando. Fernando steps up to him and gets within arm’s reach of him, but the Pastry Owner pulls the trigger, letting out a blast to Fernando’s chest.
 
Fernando staggers a bit, shakes his head before grabbing the shotgun from the pastry owner and swinging the butt end against his head. He then picks up the Pastry Stand owner and throws him over the counter to the street side.
 
“Major, arrest that man on the charge of interfering with a rescue mission and a whole host of other charges I can think up later!” Fernando yells from the stand. He then steps out from the pastry stand and pulls out his wallet, showing off his two badges to the other merchants and then getting on one knee, placing the knee on the Pastry Stand Owner’s neck. Fernando puts his wallet to show off his two shields to Pastry Owner’s Face and says loudly for all to hear. “Thanks to you I had to kill over 50 Lawmen who were abusing their powers, making threats of my demise against me and my rescue team, and injuring those I am rescuing! As a rescuer on a mission, I have the right to kill anyone who gets in my way and interferes with a rescue. Anybody, including Lawmen. You interfered with a rescue by sending Lawmen on false intentions – I have the right kill you! But no, that is too good for you! You are now under arrest, you are not going home, you are not going to see your family, you are going to lose your business, and it will be a long time before you are released to be here ever again! You will go through a worst time than if you were killed here and now since your family could pick up your body and bury you in a box. But no, you had to cross that line. Guess what, that line was a rope dog and it just bit you. Sucks to be you.” Fernando gets up and tells the major, “Let’s go and take him with us.”
 
The entire bazaar became dead quiet.
 
In another couple of minutes they were at the Asian Restaurant. Fernando yells out as he steps in, “I’m sorry that I am late!”
 
Steve comes out from behind the counter, “I was getting worried about you.” He then snaps his fingers and the other restaurant workers come out with bags. Karl and Marvin step over with their pull wagons, but Karl’s wagon is filled up. Steve looks at the Pastry Stand owner in handcuffs, “What’s up with him?”
 
“He’s the problem as to why I am late, he sent the Lawmen after me on fake charges. He is under arrest, and so is any surviving Lawman.” Fernando explains.
 
“Surviving?” Steve asks.
 
“There is a pile of bodies of Lawmen thanks to me.” Fernando explains. The major and her men all nod.
 
“I see.” Steve says to himself.
 
Fernando steps up to him and hands him a sack of gold coins, “Look, I owe you what? $200? Keep the change. Tomorrow the Major might be coming with her men with double the order. Treat her well, and you might get a contract serving the army when their supplies are late or missing. I got mouths to feed, so I’ll see you around. Thanks.”
 
Fernando then goes to the door and holds it open. Marvin goes out with Karl following. The Major was next to leave after picking up a few flyer menus. Her men followed her with Fernando leaving last. Fernando then leads them out the same way as they enter but he stops at a juice and beverage shop that he stopped by earlier that day. He gets the stand owner’s attention.
 
“You still have some juices in 10 gallons like earlier today?” Fernando asks.
 
“I still have, what you want?” The stand owner says.
 
“Same as before, 2 Lemon Aid, 2 Orange Juices and 2 Apple Juice.” Fernando tells him.
 
“Same price as before - $60.” The stand owner tells him.
 
“Not a problem.” As Fernando puts four $20 silver coins on his counter.
 
The stand owner orders his staff to get the juiced ordered and place onto Marvin’s pull wagon. It only takes about a minute for the transactions to go through before they were on their way. In a couple of minutes, they were entering the camp. Fernando tells Karl and Marvin to take the food and drink to his Dub Box camper where Ruth and the teens should be.
 
As they go by to deliver the food, Major Moynihan asks, “Those are the merchants that you trust?”
 
“There is one more but she is on the opposite side of town. The Teens know where she is – Mad Maddie’s Place.  I go there to pick large orders of breakfast to feed the convoy.” Fernando explains.
 
“You will have to take me there tomorrow then.” The Major says.
 
“I’m up at 6AM, 0600 to you, when I go there to make my order. It takes about an hour for the order to be made and I’m usually back by 8AM. I then give the food to Ruth to distribute. To make sure that others have something to eat, I have Ruth to serve me last.” Fernando explains.
 
The major nods in hearing his words. She then says, “We will meet tomorrow morning at 0600 then.”
 
In the background there was a rumbling of heavy engine machinery. As the noise gets louder, Major Moynihan’s radio squawks loudly to life. She picks up the radio to her face and responds, “This is Major Moynihan.”
 
“This is Lieutenant Benson. We are on the main entry road of Flight Town. Which parking area are you in?” the voice on the radio replies.
 
“We are in the first one on right the road.” Major Moynihan explains.
 
“OK, I see it, ETA in 5 minutes.” Lieutenant Benson replies.
 
“See you then.” Major Moynihan replies. She then looks about the area. “We are going to need water after they set up.”
 
“We can go to the hanger and get it when your men are ready.” Fernando tells her. He then adds, “While you work with your men, I need check over the civilian adult and children. I’ll be around if you need me.”
 
“We’ll see each other later.” Major Moynihan replies before they go on their separate ways. She orders her men to clean up certain areas and lock down the parking lot entrance to the Blimp Parking area, Administration Building and Bazaar and from the entrance road.  
 
Fernando goes about and checks the convoy camp. Though the children were happy to be somewhere safe and to be given something to eat, they were upset with what they had to endure and witness. He goes about giving each child a hug and a smile to make them feel better. But he is not doing well himself. Managing to get a few seconds to himself, he twists the crystal on his cane before he disappears in a flash of light.
 
In a metal clad sterile room a bright flash of light occurs. Only lasting less than a second, a long figure stands in place where the flash occurred.
 
“Waldo, verify identity of recent entry.” The figure says out loud.
 
A hollow robotic voice echoes across the room, “Identity verified: Time Lord Fernando G. Good afternoon Fernando, your last visit here was 4 days ago. Your daughters are in the medical facility with two patients they had brought in.”
 
“Thank you Waldo. Continue with various assigned tasks in Silent Running Mode. I will be around to check on the girls and the patients they brought in.” Fernando says. He begins his long walk through the halls and chambers of this Moon Station on the Dark Side of the Moon. It is not a long walk but it is one where he checks assorted things in a visual diagnostics and mental note taking. After a while he makes his way into the medical bay, hearing voices in one of the patient rooms.
 
“You both will be fine in a couple of hours.” An all too familiar voice says.
 
He walks into the room, “Ahem...”
 
The girls standing about the two patient beds turn around with most of them reacting “Dad!” or “Father!”
 
“I swear, you girls are all grown up and yet you still act like I caught your pre-teen selves touching yourself. We are all beyond that stage of our lives despite being father and daughters, you all will always be my girls.” Fernando says as he walks to the beds.” He looks at them, ending with looking at the Cat Girl and Minerva. “Besides my Bio-Infused Energy Pill, what was done to them?”
 
The oldest of the daughters steps up to him and whispers in his ear, “A BioInfused Energy Pill of their own DNA, a short advancement through time, and memory manipulation so they remember that what had happened but was never raped – just tortured.”
 
“I see...” Fernando replies. He looks at the others, “Can they be taken home now and heal down there?”
 
“It would be best if they were up here.” The Long haired Asian says.
 
“It would be best for everyone if they were down and outside to show that they are alright.” Fernando tells her.
 
“I think that can be arranged.” The oldest of the girls says.
 
“Then do so, and restore their clothes to before they were attacked. I’ll be waiting at the teleport spot.” He tells them before he leaves. It takes him a couple minutes to get back from where he came from.
 
In a few minutes the daughters bring Minerva and the Cat Girl over to him in the large open area. He does not say a word. He just nods to his girls and they walk away.
 
“Where are the children?” Minerva asks.
 
“In safe place at my camp.” Fernando tells her.
 
Minerva then looks down at the floor, “How many Lawmen you killed?”
 
“Over 50, the 20 that held you captive including the leader and the rest at jailhouse the children were in as well as a few slavers who were going to take the children away.” He tells her.
 
“I see...” Minerva says to herself as she continues to look at the floor.
 
“They deserved it. Anybody who dare takes someone and plans to use that person as a slave, especially using children as slaves, deserves to die. Plain and simple.” He tells her.
 
“I see...” Minerva says to herself as she looks up at him.
 
“I have a few questions myself, but I’ll ask them later when we are at the camp.” He says to her as he raises his cane. “Right now the kids want to see you... both.” He turns to face the Cat Girl as he twists the crystal on his cane. He then presses the crystal into the cane.
 
A bright flash happens when he teleport them to the grassy area behind the campsite. He guides them back to camp, though much has changed. The rest of the Major’s men have arrived, and though Fernando hoped he had enough food for everyone, the children were a first priority, followed by his convoy camp. But since the children do not eat much, there might be enough got the Major and her men. He can only hope. But there are more pressing needs to deal with as he escorts them back to camp.
 
“Two things...” Fernando begins, “You, Cat Girl – what is your name?”
 
Minerva and the Cat Girl stop in their tracks, forcing Fernando to stop in his tracks.
 
“Well?” He looks at them both. He continues, “I’m just asking for her name, not her rank, serial number, next in her command or of what battle plans she may know. This I can call her by her name, and not point to her and say ‘Hey You!’”
 
They both continue to look at him and then at each other. The Cat Girl then looks at the ground.
 
After a few seconds of silence, the Cat Girl says “My name is Abigail Warner.”
 
“I have heard of worst names out there, yours is pretty average.” Fernando tells her.
 
“You do not understand. The Warner Wessens sided with De La Cruz in his crusade to attack the humans and separate Wessen Town from the rest the Flight Town.” Abigail points out.
 
“Were you part of that in any way?” Fernando asks.
 
“I was a little kitten at the time.” Abigail says.
 
“Then you are not responsible for what happened.” Fernando tells her.
 
She remains silent for the moment.
 
He tells her, “If you do not like it, then just change your name or accept a name you can lie with. Your name is Abigail, so let’s shorten your name. Hmmm... Instead of Abigail, how about you change it to Abby.”
 
“Abby sounds nice.” Minerva says.
 
“You think so?” Abigail asks.
 
“Yeah.” Minerva says.
 
“Then Abby it is.” Fernando tells them. He then turns Minerva. “Now it’s your turn.”
 
“My turn?” Minerva asks.
 
“Yes.” He says, adding, “Miniya.”
 
“Miniya? Who is that?” Minerva says.
 
“Miniya is you twin. Or so she says.” He tells her.
 
“Impossible. Miniya died a long time ago.” Minerva throws back.
 
“Funny, I just rescued a Miniya and her friend Tracey-Ann at a Sex Kitten Bar called ‘Giovanni’s’.” Fernando tells her.
 
“Wait – Tracey-Ann – blonde haired grey fur Bunny?” Abby asks.
 
“Last time I saw – yes.” He tells her.
 
“No #$@!ing way.” Abby says.
 
“Look, I went to Giovanni’s and met with Miniya there. Then I was brought over to a secluded private part of the bar where something happened and some guy called the fat guy who I found out was Giovanni himself a cheater. The guy was then shot dead by Giovanni and he was about to shoot this Bunny girl who I later found out was Tracey-Ann. I stated out loud, ‘If you are going to shoot her how about I buy her from you?’ Giovanni took it as a bet and both Tracey-Ann and Miniya were put up as his wager for the bet. In short, I wiped Giovanni clean, though I could have taken him for everything he had, 2 sex kitten girls and 4 bricks of cash was more than enough for me. But I’m not in it for the sex kittens that they might be, I rescued them out of a tough situation, like I am trying to rescue your kids.” Fernando tells her.
 
“I, No, we, were told that Tracey-Ann and Miniya were both killed by Giovanni’s men for not doing their jobs years ago. There were also accusations of them spreading some sort of disease around. The Grey Lady gave the humans a pill that cured them of what was going around, but Wessens who had it or people thought they had it, were killed. Including Miniya and Tracey-Ann” Minerva tells him.
 
“Now, unless they are lying to me, somebody lied to you about them. As for diseases, I have a pill that can cure them of anything they might have. They are in my camper, I told them to wait for me and to not leave it unless I tell them to come out. so, let’s go.” Fernando tells them as he continues on walking.
 
They get to the camp in about minute from where they were. The children sees them and overwhelms them with welcome and praises of hugs and kisses. Fernando continues to walk over to his Dub Box trailer. He opens the sliding door but waits. He does tell Ichigo to get dressed and go help out with the distribution of food. As Ichigo leaves, Fernando sits down at the camper’s step.
 
It takes a while for Minerva and Abby to may their way to Fernando’s camper. He puts his hand out to keep them from going any further and not to enter his camper. He gets up and signals to Ichigo to get him 5 meals prepared, 2 meat and 3 non-meat meals. Ichigo gets the meals assembled and bagged for Fernando, and sends them to him. He tells her thanks and she goes back to the table distributing food.
 
He tells Minerva and Abby loud enough to be heard by Tracey and Miniya, “Go inside and do not say a word.” He then signals for them to go inside the camper.
 
They go inside as they were told, and freeze in place as they see who was sitting on the bed of the camper. Fernando goes in and slides the door closed behind him.
 
“Have a seat.” He tells them as he point to the other side of the bed.
 
They do as he said. He opens each of the bags and inspects the contents inside before handing them out to the appropriate person to eat it.
 
He then says, “Ladies. Time for some introductions before we eat.”
 
The four of them look at each other for a moment before Minerva lets out “We thought you were dead!”
 
“I would not have to go into hiding if you didn’t go around biting dicks off.” Miniya tells her.
 
“And you?” Fernando throws at Tracey-Ann.
 
“What’s there to say? Miniya saved me from being shot on more than one occasion, and now you saved us both.” Trace-Ann says.
 
“No, what is your connection to them as they obviously know you too?” Fernando asks as he looks at his meal.
 
Before Tracey could answer, Abby answers for her, “Though we are different, she is my sister. Her Lab transformation was different from mine, but she was with us years ago until Hector...”
 
“Enough.” Fernando tells her. “I do not want to hear it anymore.”
 
“But...” Abby tries to say.
 
“But nothing. Anything involving that Wessen’s name ends the conversation.” Fernando tells her. He then reaches into his pocket and pulls out a metal box. He pulls out two pills from it before handing to Miniya and Tracey-Ann.
 
“What is this for?” Miniya asks.
 
“It’s a medicine to help heal what injuries you have gotten through life. It will also restore you down there to a virgin state though with your memories, you will not be a virgin. I have given it to your twin and to the Cat Girl as well as the children outside and they are healing or have healed from their injuries.” Fernando tells her.
 
Miniya looks at the pill before turning to Abby and Minerva. They both nod at her. Tracey takes the pill before she does. Not seeing Tracey react to the pill in a negative or any sense, Miniya takes the pill after her.
 
After a few seconds, Fernando says, “Now, as we eat, we have a situation.”
 
“What you mean?” Miniya asks.
 
“Finding a place for you all to sleep in. not just you four, but the children too.” Fernando tells her.
 
“You said that I could sleep on the floor.” Minerva says.
 
“That would only take care of you. What about the others?” Fernando says and asks.
 
“What about the trailer behind this camper?” Minerva asks.
 
“That camper is for mainly serving food to the rest of the camp. If you are to sleep in there, you have to wake up, clean up and leave before they come in to prepare the food.” Fernando tells her.
 
“We can do it.” Miniya replies a bit too sure of herself.
 
“What about the kids?” Fernando asks.
 
“Can we find some space for them?” Minerva asks.
 
“Maybe the military can give us some space?” Abby asks.
 
“If you three of you are in the trailer in the back, four to six kids might be able to fit inside with you if they sleep on the floor. That still leaves about 30 children left.” Fernando explains.
 
“Can they sleep any place else?” Minerva asks.
 
“I can ask around, but I doubt I can fit everybody.” Fernando asks.
 
“What about that big white truck outside?” Miniya asks.
 
“No. He might have the space, but he would turn on you if he does not like the deal and sell you into slavery. I know because the teens I have guarding the camp used to be his workers he picked up in various towns and then tried to sell them as slaves when in his view they were not doing enough work to make his junk recycling business profitable.” Fernando tells her. He then explains, “Even if I could find the beds for all the kids to sleep in, what about when we travel? Space would be tighter to fill then as well. I can only fit my little family as we move to the next town, and no one is to be inside a camper trailer because they would be killed if that camper trailer ends up in a minor accident because they are easy to flip over.”
 
No one seems to have a word to say.
 
“Let’s finish eating. I’ll get my crew to help out recover the children’s things from the Den, and get the Major to go into town to buy some small and medium sleeping bags for the kids to sleep in.” Fernando explains.
 
“I would like to go with you when you go to get the kids their things.” Minerva says.
 
“You would be safe if you remain here.” Fernando tells her.
 


Around 6:20PM
 
In Wessen Town...
 
“What!!!” A voice yells out as a fist hits the bar top.
 
“Like I said boss – over 50 Lawmen were killed! 2 Big Slavers and their body guards were also killed! Including the 20 Lawmen who went to the North Parking Area! The Pastry Shop Owner was arrested! And An Army has started to move into the North Parking Area above the Bazaar!” A second voice says.
 
“The Army moved in on the Lawmen?!!” The first voice asks with a lot of concern.
 
“No! This was hours before the Army moved in! And It Was Done By One Man!” The second voice says.
 
“WHAT?!!! IMPOSSIBLE!!!” The first voice lets out.
 
“They Say It Was The Time Walker, But It Did Not Looks Like The Time Walker! When the Time Walker moves, he moves like a blur. This Guy who ever he maybe, just walked up the lawmen and started shooting at every Lawman that was there until he was the only one standing alone!” The second voice explains.
 
“Did he have a cane?” The first voice asks.
 
“No. No one saw a cane!” The second voice answers.
 
“If it is not the Time Walker, then who can it be?” The first voice asks itself. He then addresses the second voice, “Go back out gather more information and do not come back unless you have all the details! I can not make my move unless I know everything!”
 
“I’ll do my best, Senior Hector!” The second voice says.
 


7:30PM: At the crashed C17 aircraft the children call “The Den.”
 
Three sets of Jeeps are parked along the side of a cliff with Fernando, Karl, Marvin, Madison, Robin, Patricia, and Alicia are along the ledge looking down at the aircraft. Further behind them several yards away are two jeeps with Major Moynihan’s men hiding in the bushes.
 
“Marvin, Karl, you two are with me. Guys, girls, you will be up here keeping low and keeping an eye out on things. This should only take before the sun goes down.” Fernando tells them.
 
They all agree, before Fernando tells them, “Let’s go.”
 
Karl and Marvin follow Fernando as he heads down the side of the cliff through a thin path to the remains of the crashed C17 fuselage. They walk in through the hole in the rear of the wreck, seeing the mess the place was in. At least the majority of the kids’ bags were there.
 
“Get the bags together into a single pile, also pick up any stuffed animal and add it to the pile. I’ll be out in the front looking for more of their things.” Fernando tells them.
 
“Will do.” Karl says before they begin their task.
 
Fernando walks about the front of the aircraft and under various area where a bag could be hidden, finding a few bags. He picks them up and puts the straps onto his arms and continues looking for more. Finding about nine back pack bags, Fernando takes them to the pile Karl and Marvin was making. After about 15 minutes of searching and piling, they think they got all the bags. Fernando teleports them and the bags to the top of the cliff. They and the teens pack up the bags and other found items onto the jeeps. In a couple of minutes they are driving away with Major Moynihan’s men taking up the rear. They enter the camp in less than 10 minutes.
 
- To Be Continued... -
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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2762 - Jun 24th, 2021, 6:04pm
 
Rollback about 4.5 hours, before the kid’s party and Lily’s arm being fixed.
 
Fernando sat on the edge of the back of the jeep with Val sitting over the tire hump on the driver’s side. It takes Major Moynihan’s men a few minutes to drive back to the camp. Once at the camp, Fernando jumps out of the jeep from behind. He extends his hand to Val to help her down but she refuses to take it. He follows her to her camper she lives in with Hondo but she stops before turning to the rear doors.
 
“You going to follow me inside too?” Val barks at him.
 
“I’m not Hondo, I will slap the shit out of you and silence that bitch you are letting out.” Fernando tells her loudly.
 
“All this was your fault!” Val barks at him.
 
“Really?” Fernando throws back at her.
 
“YES! The Grey Lady Would Not Have Captured Me If It Were not For That Pre-Teen Foul Mouth Whore You Call A Daughter. You’re Probably Screwing Her! That’s Why She Was Never Punished-*!” Val lets out before Fernando backhands her across the face.
 
“You call Tonya a whore and say that she’s screwing Hondo – her adopted father as you are her adopted mother! You Call Macey A Whore And State I’m Screwing Her! How About Looking At A Mirror! Hondo told you to wait for him so you two would go looking for Zoey together. BUT NO!!!! You Decided That You Were MAN Enough To Do This On Your Own, Knowing You Would Be Attacked, Kidnapped And Sold Into Slavery! So You Went Out On Your Own, Got Attacked, Got Kidnapped, And Sold To The Grey Lady – AND YOU BLAME US FOR THAT?!! I LEAD THE CHARGE TO RESCUE YOU! PEOPLE DIED LOOKING FOR YOU! PEOPLE GOT HURT LOOKING FOR YOU! HONDO – YOUR HUSBAND – GOT SHOT BY THE GREY LADY TRYING TO SAVE YOU! THAT’S HOW CLOSE WE WERE TO FINDING AND RESCUING YOU! AND YOU SAY IT’S OUR FAULT?!! GO #$@! YOURSELF!!” Fernando yells at her loud enough for his voice to echo off the nearby mountains. But he was not finished, not by a long shot.
 
He continues to yell at her, “HOW DARE YOU TURN ON THE ONES THAT LOVE YOU THE MOST. EVEN I LOVE YOU AS A MEMBER OF MY FAMILY. BUT YOU WANT TO BE A BITCH, WALLOW ABOUT IN THE DRAMA, I’M NOT HAVING THE DRAMA! IT IS SAID THAT PEOPLE HURT THE ONES THEY LOVE THE MOST; WELL, THAT PROVES YOUR LOVE FOR HONDO AND THE GIRLS YOU ADOPTED. I DO NOT CARE ABOUT ME BECAUSE I CAN DEAL WITH MY LIFE LIVING ALONE. BUT UNTIL YOU GET THAT BITCH BUG OUT OF YOUR ASS, I’M TAKING CARE OF ZOEY AND KITTY BECAUSE YOU IN YOUR CONDITION ARE GOING TO HURT THEM WITH YOUR HATE. NOW IF I FIND YOU TAKING DRUGS IN THIS CONVOY EVER AGAIN, YOU WILL BE LEFT TO YOUR DEVICES AND BE SOLD INTO SLAVERY. #$@!... THERE IS A SLAVE BLIMP RIGHT NOW IN THE BLIMP PARKING AREA PICKING UP SLAVES. I MIGHT THROW YOU IN THERE TIED UP IN CHAINS, BECAUSE I RATHER HAVE HONDO GOING CRAZY LOOKING FOR YOU THAN FOR YOU TO BELITTLE HIM AND INSULT HIM IN TYING TO BE A MAN FOR YOUR STUPID BITCH DRAMA LADEN ASS.” He then draws a line on the floor in the sand and dirt between them, “Cross That Line With Me Or Anyone In Our Little Family, I Will Deal With You Like I Deal With The Road Gangs. You’re A Grown Ass Woman – Be One! And Act your Age – Not Your Shoe Size! If Not, I’m Taking The Bitch Out Of You And I’m Going To Shoot It Like The Rabid Dog It Is.”
 
For a moment they stare at each other. After more than an uncomfortable minute, Fernando takes a couple of backwards steps, stilling keeping eye contact with Val until he was more than an arm’s reach away from her. He then turns around and walks away from her, turning around the front of Hondo’s truck, heading to his electric camper. Everyone around the camp looks at her.
 
Val barks at the crowd, “WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING?!!” She then heads into her camper, slamming the door behind her.
 
She takes a seat and sits in it. Fuming at first, she becomes despondent and falls apart in tears.
 
The camp was dead silent in sound and motion for the moment before its normal activities begin again.
 
Fernando opens the side sliding door of his camper and sits on its edge. He has things to do but for now he needs to let the echoes of the words he threw at Val to fade in his head.
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Reply #2763 - Jun 24th, 2021, 10:35pm
 
As Hondo and Maggie approached Molly walked up to meet them.
 
 
“Both in one piece? You having fun without me?” She said teasingly.
 
 
Hondo scowled, “Molly, really not a good time for that.”
 
 
Molly frowned and looked down at the ground, “Sorry.”
 
 
She was feeling a bit awkward around him since what she had tried in the Bronco with him. Though she had laid there fantasizing about him a bit, the fact that he would not take her because of the love for his wife, made her respect him even more.
 
 
“Just needed to talk some things over… ‘bout Val.” Hondo said after a moment.
 
 
Molly nodded, “Understand… Sorry again… I just..”
 
 
Hondo cut her off, “Don’t worry ‘bout it. Never happened.”
 
 
To everyone else within ear shot, they thought he was just talking about her teasing, but she knew he meant something else, of which he was doing her a favor by keeping her attempt under wraps. Molly just nodded in reply.
 
 
“Valentine in the camper?” Maggie asked
 
 
Molly’s eyebrows went up and she nodded emphatically, “Oh yeah! That jeep pulled in with the soldiers, Fernando and her, and she got off the jeep. She was so angry I could feel it from here! Her and Fernando had… words. He was completely right in what he said, but how he said it scared me and it wasn’t at me! She didn’t flinch though…. I don’t understand it. ”
 
 
“Did ya try talkin’ to her?” Hondo asked
 
 
Molly hung her head a bit, “No… didn’t feel right.”
 
 
Maggie sighed and nodded, “She probably hates me now, but..but I should go try to talk to her.”
 
 
Hondo grabbed her arm lightly, “You don’t hafta, Maggie. I’ll go talk to her.”
 
 
Maggie shook her head, “No. I told you what she didn’t want me to. I need to tell her that in person…. She scares me a bit but… someone I know told me that I’m braver than I think I am, so I think I can handle it.”
 
 
Hondo patted her shoulder lightly and nodded. As she walked to the camper Molly shook her head.
 
 
“I don’t envy her. I’m good at being a mean bitch, unlike her, but Val almost scares me when she’s like this!” Molly said.
 
 
“Understand…. Not seen her like this before so I’m more so just lost on what to do.” He replied
 
 
Molly was about to reply but shouting from the camper drew their attention. Valentine came storming out of the camper, mad as hell, with Maggie at her heals.
 
 
“Val, its not his fault! He didn’t hurt me or force me!’ Maggie said in a pleading voice.
 
 
“We’ll just see about that!” Valentine growled.
 
 
Molly looked at Valentine then at Hondo and shook her head.
 
 
“She still has a gun??? You might need my help.” She whispered to him.
 
 
Hondo shook his head ever so slightly, “No, stay out of it. I’ll handle this.”
 
 
He took a couple large steps forward to meet the advancing Valentine and distance himself from Molly.  
 
 
As Valentine stormed up Maggie was still begging her to believe that Hondo had not forced anything out of her. As she approached him, Hondo spoke up.
 
 
“What’s the problem?” he asked almost monotone.
 
 
Valentine walked up, her teeth grit, and slapped him across the face.
 
“How dare you! How dare you force Maggie to tell you things I told her not to tell you! If I had wanted you to know I’ve have told you, but no, you have to force it out of the one person who actually saved me!!” she screamed angrily drawing the attention of most of the camp once again.
 
 
“I don’t know what you were told...,” He started to say a bit defensively.
 
 
Maggie shook her head and replied in a worried tone, “I told her you did nothing!”
 
 
“And I think she’s coverin’ for you, as she’s scared of you!” Valentine snapped, looking between them, “What did you do to her? Beat her? Threaten to shoot her?? Hold her down and rape her?!? What did you do to her, you #$@!ing brute?!?!”
 
 
She started to slap him again but he caught her arm. He growled slightly as he replied, “I’ve had ‘bout enough of that! Now, I didn’t hurt her!”
 
 
“You lie!” She snapped back as she pulled her arm out of his grasp.
 
 
“I asked her what happened an’ she told me! That was it!” He replied angrily.
 
 
“Why would she do that, unless you had her scared?!” Valentine snarled
 
 
“Maybe she’s worried ‘bout you too!” Hondo replied loudly.
 
 
“Too? Who the #$@! else cares??” Valentine asked with a growl.
 
 
“Who else? The whole camp #$@!in’ cares! Not more than I do,  but ...” He started to say in an exasperated tone but was cut short.
 
 
“You care?!? Bah! If you cared you’d have rescued me instead of playin’ round in bars and fightin’ rings. You only care ‘bout yourself and your own damned reputation!” She snarled.
 
 
He tried to remain looking pissed-off, but Maggie and Molly saw the hurt in his eyes all too well.
 
 
“You really believe that?” He asked in a much softer tone.
 
 
“I believe that and that you’d hurt anyone to get what you want!” She snarled.
 
 
He looked down for a moment as his mind scrambled for what to say. He put his hand over his mouth and rubbed the stubble on his chin as he tried for force his mind to think faster. After a moment he sighed heavily, a sigh that sounded a mix of defeat and exasperation.  
 
 
“Val… Believe what you will but I love you an’ care ‘bout you more than anythin’. I only wish I knew how to prove it.” He replied in a low voice.
 
 
“I’m not sure you can. Just leave me alone, you selfish, worthless bastard.” She said in a cold tone.
 
 
He started to turn away but a wessen-like blur that shot in front of him stopped him in his tracks. Without any warning Molly charged Valentine, hit her just below her breasts and drove her to the ground.
 
 
“You #$@!ing heartless cunt!! How dare you!?!” Molly growled as she and Valentine hit the ground.
 
 
Valentine was surprised for a moment, but quickly recovered. She used her fists to pound on Molly’s back, trying to get her to let go, but Molly had her temporarily wrapped in a bear-hug.
 
 
“You wessen bitch! Get the #$@! off! You lost your damn mind!” Valentine yelled angrily.
 
 
Valentine pulled Molly’s hair after a moment which caused Molly to cry out in pain. She sat up, to get away from Valentine’s hands but kept her locked in a mount position with her knees.
 
 
“I’ve lost my mind?! You’ve gone bat shit insane! Attacking everyone who cares about you, alienating your girls, hurting the man who loves you more than anyone...” Molly growled.
 
 
Valentine sneered, “Like you even have a clue what you’re talking about. Who’d love you?!”
 
 
Molly gasped and then slapped Valentine across the face.
 
 
“How dare you! I had a man and lost him!! I’d give anything to have him back!! Now you’re wasting the time you two have with self pity! If he was my man I’d treasure every damn day, unlike you!” She yelled through grit teeth, a couple tears betraying her eyes as she spoke.
 
 
Valentine used the time to work her way lose enough to pull a leg loose, cause Molly to go off balance, then grabbing her arm, flipped  Molly off of her. Molly hit the ground hard and just lay there a moment as Valentine stood up.
 
 
“You want the lousy bastard, you take him!” She said.
 
 
Molly then sprang to her feet and charged Valentine again, “#$@!ing crazy bitch!”
 
 
Valentine had the time to brace herself this time, so she did not go down. She caught Molly in a half-assed choke hold with one arm, but Valentine could not get enough leverage to pry her off of her so she proceeded to beat her back with her free fist. Molly soon let go and broke free of the choke hold, staggering back a bit to regain her wits. Valentine did not give her much time though, as she was now thoroughly pissed! They started trading blows, half fighting like the men who taught them and half fighting like like women without training, pulling hair and clawing wildly at their opponents.
 
 
Maggie started forward to try to do something but Hondo caught her by the arm.
 
 
“Shouldn’t we stop them?!” She asked in a surprised tone.
 
 
Hondo shook his head, “Not sure. I’ve tried everythin’ I know. Maybe see if this works. Not sure it can get much worse between us at this point.”
 
 
Maggie sighed and stood beside him.  
 
 
Molly and Valentine continued to trade blows, but they were both tiring. Valentine should have been the better fighter, and Hondo knew she could do better, but she mostly swung out of blind rage. Mollly, though, fought with a purpose, to either get Valentine to see straight and not hurt Hondo any further or to get Valentine to leave so maybe she could help Hondo heal from his loss.  As they fought Valentine’s blind swings were costing her energy and the fight. After a bit she staggered back against the bronco and leaned there, her breasts heaving up and down as she panted for air.
 
 
Hondo started forward as Molly stood back a bit, breathing heavily herself and just staring at Valentine.  
 
 
“Had..*pant* enough..*pant* yet?” Molly asked after a moment.  
 
 
Valentine furrowed her brow and gritted her teeth as she stared at her, “I’ll..*pant* Not lose...*pant* to any damn…*pant* wessen!”
 
The noise had drawn a bit of a crowd, who had kept their distance, but among the crowd were Zoey and Macey.  
 
 
Hondo walked forward and stopped at Molly. He put a hand on her shoulder.
 
 
“You alright?” He asked
 
 
Molly nodded, still panting, “I’ll live..*pant*, boss.”
 
 
Hondo turned and looked at Valentine disappointingly.
 
 
“Val, just let it go. If you want to separate...” He started to say but was stopped as he saw Valentine’s hand move rapidly to her holster.  
 
 
“#$@!ing wessen bitch!” Valentine growled.
 
 
Valentine pulled the 1911 from her holster, and bringing it to bare on Molly. She did not intent do shoot her, and deep in her mind she knew pulling the gun was wrong, but her pain, embarrassment, and rage blinded her. The hammer had been down on the gun she had, as Hondo had taught her to not trust the safety alone, so she flipped the safety off and started to thumbed back the hammer. Unfortunately she was tired and sweaty, so her hands were wet and shook. As she raised it towards Molly, her sweaty, shaky hands caused her thumb to slip off the hammer when it was not fully cocked. To her horror the gun bucked in her hand and sent a .45 caliber bullet towards Molly.
 
 
Luckily for Molly Hondo slammed into her, knocking her to the ground in time, but it was not so lucky for him. The bullet hit the gun in his shoulder holster, and it half spun him around. At the same time the bullet ricocheted off the pistol and tore a path across his chest and along his shoulder, reopening the wound on his shoulder that had just recently stopped bleeding.
 
 
He clutched his shoulder, as it felt like it was on fire, and fell to one knee. Valentine stood, looking on in horror, and Molly scrambled to her feet knees and crawled over to Hondo.
 
 
“Hondo! Oh, Hondo, are you okay?!” Molly asked as she looked him over.
 
 
He clenched his teeth and sucked air through them, “Could have been worse…. Think it bounced off my gun and grazed me.”
 
Molly pulled back part of his torn shirt and gasped, “Oh shit! That… that looks deep.”
 
 
Zoey ran over to him, with Macey hot on her tail  
 
 
“Papa! No!” She cried out as tears started to roll down her face.
 
 
Valentine stood trembling, the gun fell from her hand and landed in the dirt.
 
 
“Oh no… Oh God!… what….. what have I done?!?” She whispered with the look of horror still on her face.  
 
 
Hondo started to struggle to his feet but Molly tried to hold him back, “You should sit down.”
 
 
Hondo shook his head, “No… I’m fine.”
 
 
As he struggled to his feet, Molly grabbed his right arm and helped him up. Zoey plowed into him and buried her face in his shirt. He groaned a bit but did his best not to let Zoey know her actions hurt him. He gingerly rubbed her back with his left arm, though it caused him extreme pain.
 
 
“I’ll be fine, little lady.” He said through clenched teeth with a forced smile on his face.  
 
 
Hondo looked up at Valentine and frowned, “Is this what you wanted?”
 
 
She shook her head rapidly and tried to hold back from sobbing, “N.n.n.no… I… I… I just… just wanted to ...to scare her….. I… I just… I… Just… just… I…. I thought you’d… you’d chase… chase me off…. I…”
 
 
Hondo shook his head, “I don’t understand you or know you anymore. You want time apart? You got it. I’ll go stay at the hanger. Camper’s yours.”
 
 
“No… I… I didn’t…. I mean… this… it isn’t.” She stammered.
 
 
“Papa, take us with you! She… she scares me.” Zoey said as she looked at him with pleading eyes.  
 
 
Hondo nodded, “You can come stay with me tonight. I got some things to do there first. Stay with Macey an’ Miss Ruth for now.”
 
 
Hearing Zoey say that she scared her caused Valentine to collapse in a sobbing heap. He stood there and looked at her, wanting to go to her but finding himself unable at the moment. As he stood there Maggie came up to him.
 
 
“Anything I can do to help?” She asked.
 
 
“You’ve helped enough...” He started to say but she cut him off.
 
 
“No! I’ve got a lot to make up for. If I can help I want to.” She said firmly for her.
 
 
Hondo sighed, “You think you can watch over her?”
 
 
Maggie looked at Valentine and then back at Hondo and nodded, “Yeah. Might need help at times, though.”
 
 
Hondo nodded, “If she gets bad call a guard.”
 
 
Hondo ginger pulled a set of keys from his left vest pocket and handed them to Maggie.
 
 
“If you would, grab that pistol an’ lock all the other guns up in the safe and then give the keys to Marvin.” He said.
 
 
“Where will you be?” She asked
 
 
“At the hanger patching myself up.” He said.
 
 
“Oh no! We are calling Fernando and waiting here until he can heal you! I’ve seen him do it before.” Molly said.
 
 
Hondo shook his head, “No! This is my problem. He’s stressed enough as is. I… I can’t bother him with this too.”
 
 
Molly sighed, “I should try to talk you out of it, but I know better. Where can we get med supplies?”
 
 
Hondo nodded to the bronco, “I have a med bag in there… you’ll hafta drive.”  
 
 
Molly nodded, pulled the keys out of his right pocket and, even though he growled about it, she helped him to the Bronco. Meanwhile Maggie grabbed the pistol, shoved it into her waist band and hauled the sobbing Valentine to her feet.
 
 
“Maggie, what have I done?!?!? Oh my love, im sorry...” She sobbed
 
 
Maggie patted her shoulder as she half carried her to the camper.
 
 
“It will be fine. You just pissed him off a bit. He still loves you, though.” She said
 
 
“No, no, I’ve lost him! I tried to get him to get rid of me and now… now it happened and I don’t want him to be gone!” She wailed.
 
 
“You’ve not lost him.” She tried to reassure her.
 
 
“No… no I’ve lost him. Molly is there for him when I should have been!” She sobbed.
 
 
Maggie just sighed and continued to the camper. She had completely carried Valentine into camp the one day, yet just half carrying her now felt like more of an effort. She set valentine down on the couch where she curled up into a ball and continued to sob. She paced the pistol, and a couple others in the gun safe and locked it up tight. As she walked out the camper door to wave Marvin down she saw the Bronco with Hondo and Molly drive off. Something about how Molly was acting told her that Molly wanted them to be more than friends, and this worried her. She hoped Valentine was not right as she was sure that would destroy her.
 
To be continued…….
 
 
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You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
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Reply #2764 - Jun 27th, 2021, 8:23pm
 
[Around 7:15 -7:30 PM]
 
Once in the camp, Fernando gathers the back packs and lines them up by Joanne’s Dub Box camper, opposite to his Dub Box camper, organizing it by size. He uses his cane to figure out to which bag the extras (stuffed animals, loose items, etc.) belong too. When he is done, the kids are ordered one by one to take their things.
 
The Major arrives with her jeep and her men, stepping out and bringing a couple of sleeping bags to Fernando for his inspection. He inspects them, and likes what he sees.
 
“I also bought a pillow and blanket for them. And a duffle bag that they can roll up and store their sleeping gear during the day. Do you want the change?” The Major explains.
 
“I’ll take the receipt later, have your men set up the sleeping bags outside in the open area in a 7 X 5 grid, in size order. I’ll gather the kids together when your men are done. The kids need to know how to pack and unpack their sleeping gear. I’ll need a couple men to help teach this, especially to the little ones.” Fernando tells her.
 
“I’ll get it done.” The Major says.
 
“Thank you.” Fernando tells her. They split off on their separate ways. He goes off to his camper and lets himself inside. “Minerva, Abby, I need you two outside in 5 minutes. I have a few things for the children as I try to figure things out.”
 
“We’ll be out soon to see you then.” Minerva replies.
 
Fernando then opens the sliding side door and steps outside. He walks to Ruth and Joanne’s camper, knocking on the door. Joanne answers.
 
“Oh, hi Joanne. Is Ruth home? I would like to have a talk with the both of you.” Fernando says to her.
 
“Yeah, hold on...” Joanne tells him before she goes back inside her camper.
 
Ruth opens the door and steps out of the camper with Joanne stepping behind her.
 
“How can we help you?” Ruth asks.
 
“I hope you can.” Fernando replies, he continues, “I have a situation and need some space for these kids to sleep in. So can I use one of your Dub Box Camper Trailers for them to sleep in? I guess 9 kids maximum and one adult to supervise them.”
 
“Which camper would you want to use?” Ruth asks.
 
“That on you two, as they are your campers.” Fernando explains.
 
“How many children are there totally?” Joanne asks.
 
“About 35. And 4 adults. The kids will be responsible and clean up after themselves in the morning. I just have figure who can go where.” Fernando explains.
 
“Are you taking any into your camper?” Ruth asks.
 
“Yes.” He answers.
 
The ladies look at each other for the moment before Ruth says, “You can have my camper for them to sleep in.”
 
Joanne throws in, “You can have mine too.”
 
“Thank you. If you are not too busy, I would like you two to meet in front of the camp in a few minutes while the kids are taught how to pack, unpack and zip up their sleeping bags. And the adults will be there. Once the class is done, you can talk with the adults and discuss who will sleep with who.” Fernando explains. He then adds, “I just need one more camper space for the rest to sleep in.”
 
“Talked to Hondo?” Ruth asks.
 
“I do not want to impose on him while he and Val are working things out.” Fernando tells them.
 
Joanne throws in, “Well, his truck can hold them for the night or two. That thing has about 8 seats in it.”
 
“It has 3 rows of bench seats and a passenger seat in the front. Depending on the children, one can sleep on the bench and the other can sleep on the floor.” Fernando explains.
 
Ruth asks, “Tell me, where were they sleeping before?”
 
“As I can tell, there is a large crashed air transport outside of town by the river they slept in. It is set up with bedding and all that but I got the Major to buy new sleeping gear for the kids to have and own. It barely gave them shelter.” Fernando explains.
 
“Then let us talk to Hondo. You take care of the kids and their adults.” Ruth tells him.
 
Fernando thinks about it for a moment, before he says, “Alright. Thanks on the favor. I’ll see you in front of the camp in a few minutes.” He then goes back to his camper, opening the side door before he steps in and closes the door behind him. “I might have space for everyone, if not, I might have to go for a Plan B that I need to figure out but that should not be a problem. But I need the four of you to take care of the kids in groups and you will be sleeping with them.”
 
“Where would they be sleeping at?” Minerva asks.
 
Fernando explains, “Ms Ruth and her cousin Ms Joanne each have a camper trailer like mine. That is three campers you and they can sleep in. Each one will have a group of 9 kids and 1 adult. That takes care of 27 children and 3 adults. The problem is with Hondo’s truck camper. That will be 8 children and 1 adult in his truck area that has 3 bench seats. And the rest can sleep on the floor unless the seats can fold down into a large bed and everyone can sleep on the bed. But if we cannot get Hondo’s truck, I might be able to get Karl or Marvin’s truck for the last group to sleep in. I’m going to tell you now, that is going to be tight on space, but at least they will be safe here. Now, I need you four to go out and gather the children and gather them into the space in front of the convoy. The major has set up their sleeping gear there for them to learn the zipper and how to pack it in the bag. Then they will gather their things and go to the camper. Ruth and Joanne will be there for you four to introduce yourselves too. They will set up their beds and then go out to hang out or play until 8PM. Then they will go into the camper and get ready for bed. ‘Lights out’ – the time they are to be asleep is 9o’clock. Any questions?”
 
They all look at each other and shake their heads, saying “No.”
 
“Good. Now let’s go.” Fernando tells them before opening the door and helping the ladies to step off the camper. The women go out to gather the children while Fernando goes to meet with the Major and her men. In a couple of minutes he gets to see 35 sleeping bags laid out flat on the floor in a 7 X 5 grid. “It looks good.” He says loud enough to be heard as he approached the Major.
 
“Let’s see how the kids will take it.” The Major says.
 
Minerva and the other begin to arrive with the children. Fernando tells them to line up on the side of the sleeping bag group in size order. He can hear some of the older kids thinking that they are going to sleep outside. He talks to the group, as Joanne, Ruth and other members of the convoy start to gather around them.
 
“Now, children – do not think that I am going to let you sleep outside. The sleeping bags are here for you to get them but first you need to learn how to pack them up, fold them up and take care of them. For as long as you are with us, this is your bed for now and you will be taking your bed with you everywhere you go. So you will have two bags to carry – your back packs with your personal things and clothing, and this shoulder bag with your bed in it. Now to start, I want the first seven children to take this first row and sit down next to your sleeping bag. Then the next seven on the second row, and the next seven on the third row and so on until all rows are fill. So please do that.” Fernando tells them.
 
The children do as they were told walking over to their sleeping bags and sit next down next to them. Hondo would arrive and heads to Ruth and the other ladies to ask what was going on.
 
Fernando introduces Major Moynihan, Lieutenant Benson and their troops to the children and explains why they are there and how they are helping out. He then hands the ‘class’ over to Major Moynihan. As the Major begins to explain the about the sleeping gear, Fernando walks over to the adults. They look over the kids as the class is going on.
 
“Since I seen sleeping bags at the crafted aircraft, this should be easy for them.” Fernando says out loud.
 
“Some of the little ones have trouble with zippers.” Minerva states.
 
“Assign an older one to be with that little one to teach them everything they need to know.” Fernando points out. He then adds, “The hard part is breaking them up into groups of 9s, with one group being 8. We can go this by age or mixed group with an older teen there to help you. The question is where is the last group going to sleep? Hondo, did Ms Ruth or Ms Joanne talked to you already?”
 
“No, I just got here to see what is goin’ on.” Hondo answers.
 
“Well, I got 35 kids and 4 adults, that is 9 kids per adult, except one adult will have 8. Ruth and Joanne are going to let me use their campers for them to sleep in on top of my camper until we can find a more permanent solution for them. Now I’ll ask you directly since you are here; 1) can the truck’s bench seats fold down to a bed? And whether they can or cannot, can we ask to use your truck for the small group of 8 to sleep in?”
 
“I would have to discuss that with Val, as we are still at odds with each other though we mostly made up.” Hondo says.
 
“Let me know as soon as you can, I want these kids sleeping by 9PM.” Fernando says to him. He then turns to Ruth, “How much food from dinner is left over?”
 
“Not much.” Ruth answers.
 
“Is there enough sweet water juice for all the kids?” Fernando asks.
 
“If I gave everyone 3/4 of a cup, then yes.” Ruth answers.
 
“Alright. It is up to you and I can maybe get the teens to help you again, but in my camper refrigerator are 100 frozen vegetable rolls. They only take 10 minutes in the oven to cook. It’s that I do not have an oven. You can also fry them, takes about the same time to fry them but a frying pan is smaller than an oven. If you start after the intro, the kids can have a small supper of vegetable roll and juice at around 7o’clock or so. Everyone else can have a spring roll and whatever is left. Again, it is up to you.” Fernando tells her.
 
Ruth nods, “I’ll get it done for you.”
 
“Thank you. But this is for them, not me. Take about 50 rolls out, so we can have them for tomorrow. And after the kids get one, give the one to the adults, and then to our Wessens: Karl, Marvin, La La, Li Li, and Terri. The rest goes to whoever you think deserves one.” Fernando explains.
 
The kids are seen testing out the zipper of their sleeping bags and putting their blankets in it. Some of the major’s men help out the younger kids with the zippers. After a few minutes the kids begin to fold up the sleeping bags and put them into their duffle bags followed by their pillows before they get closed up. The Major calls for Fernando to talk to the kids. He signals to the others to follow him to the front of the group.
 
Fernando takes ‘center stage’ to the children before he begins.
 
“Good afternoon boys and girls. Many of you know me, or know of me. My name is Fernando G, I am a rescue medic and doctor on a mission that will take me to Texas. Along the way I and my team of rescue workers will be rescuing many others along the way. Some will go will go with us, others will stay where they live. But we will give everybody we rescue the things they need to have a new life. So here we are, giving you a new start to a new life. But there are many problems to figure out and solve. Many decisions to be made that will affect you. One such decision will be where you will be sleeping for tonight and maybe the next couple of nights while we are here. You will also be fed during your stay here, and you will be kept safe and protected here. But we will only be here for a few days, and after that we need to decide as to what to do you. But if you stay or you go with us, you will be taken cared for by good people that I will leave here. You will have a chance to be children again, to go to school and learn your math, your science, your history and you language. You will grow up and become adults. You all will be somebody. So, later today, we will gather you into groups and you will be taken to one of our campers, you will set up your beds and go to sleep for the night. Minerva?” Fernando explains before calling her.
 
“Oh... yes.” Minerva begins.”Thanks to Fernando, he found two that were said were lost and killed: our friend Tracey and my sister Miniya! That gives us four adults to get things done. That gives four groups for us to work with, when you are sleeping in the campers, we will be in there with you. You have two hours before we get you together and get ready for bed. You are stay in the area between the campers. No one is to go outside to the bazaar or to the grassy field. If you need to use the bathroom, get to one of us and we will take you to one. You need some water, we will get you some water. Whatever it is you need, find one of us and we will help you. But you all, we all, have to stay together as a group. You need to listen to what we tell you, and you need to do what you are told. We got friends here, they will help us, we are no longer alone and on our own.”
 
“What about the Lawmen and Hector and his men?” One of the older teens says out loud.
 
Fernando steps back to center stage and looks at the teen dead in the eye across their distance, “I will take care of Hector, his men and the Lawmen. Major Moynihan men will take care of anybody who dares comes to us to cause trouble. Like Ms Minerva had said – you are to listen to what we say and do what we tell you to do. Remember, who came to the jail and got you out? Of course I had help in getting you here, but I took care of those who took you and tried to sell you into slavery. Believe me, killing is not easy, it is not done out of fun or prove a point on how big and bad one is. You are only allowed to kill somebody in order to save another. No other time, are you to take a life. So you are protected here. But you have to listen to what we have to say, and do what we tell you to do.” Fernando tells him. He takes a couple steps back and forth on the stage before turning back to the teen, “I heard a lot of crap about Wessen Superiority, and Wessens’ Rights. If all that is true, why did he not help you? Why did he not step in and stop the lawmen from getting you? I’m going to tell you why – because all that Hector says is Bullshit. He is only out there to save himself and make as much money as possible from it. To him you are not a prized Wessen worthy of his respect and love, you are a means for him to make money, using any excuse to get rid of you in order to make that money. And Wessens are not superior to Humans, as Wessens are from humans and are equal to Wessens. Thus Wessens are Humans but have been forced to become Wessen at a Lab Town and to be sold as a slave. Lastly you cannot be superior if you are a slave to somebody else. If you were not humans, I would not be able to do this!”
 
Fernando takes Minerva by her waist, pulling her against him and planting his lips on her for the moment. The majority of the older kids “Ooo’d” as the kiss lasted though it was just for a few short seconds. They break off their kiss and stare at each other for a moment.
 
He tells her, “Sorry, but I had to do that.”
 
“No, don’t be. It had to be done.” Minerva tells him.
 
He slowly lets her go and steps off the staging area. She stands there with the others, and nods. She then continues.
 
“Yeah, right... Well, like I said – you are to stay with the area between the campers and no other place. If you need anything, let us know and we will help you get it. Now, get your things and go to the area I stated, I need to talk with the adults about setting up the beds in the campers and getting water and bathroom access for you all. Breakfast will be at around 7 in the morning, we need to be awake and packed up before then. Furthermore, since you all will be safe, things might get boring. That gives you no excuse to be playing the Dare game or leaving the area without permission. This is the time for you children to relax while we adults do what we can to protect you. Now before we leave to the camper area, let me introduce you to the adults here: Ms Ruth you know as she is the one that had given you food, we will be using her camper for the night. Ms Joanne is her cousin and some of us will be sleeping in her camper as well. Mr. Fernando G. you know, and we will be using his camper. Mr. Hondo will be helping us through Mr. Fernando, we might be using his camper as well or somebody else camper. We will have to wait and see what is the final decision with the options we have. Also, we might be giving out some juice or sweet water before bed time. We do not have a lot but we will give out what we have. Lastly, you met Major Moynihan and her men – they will be protecting us and more of their people will be coming in to add to that protection. Furthermore, as we all know, there is no water unless it is inside a building, they will be bringing in water for us. Now, any questions before I let you guys go?”
 
“Any way we can get our walkie talkies? Most of them are at the den.” A younger teen asks and says.
 
“I’ll talk to Mr. Fernando about getting back your walkie talkies. But do know that it might take a couple of days to get them but you will get them.” Minerva tells them. She asks, “Before we go, any other questions?”
 
The children look at each other but no one says a thing.
 
Minerva continues, “Alright then, pick up your things and go to the area between the campers. We will be around if you need us. We will gather you together in group for bedtime later on. Enjoy the time we have left.”
 
The kids slowly get up and head to the area between the campers, many gathering into their little friend groups and standing or sitting at various areas.    
 
Fernando had worked his way into his camper bus and was sitting in the driver’s seat. He had both Kitty and Meeshie on his lap petting them. He had the front windshield privacy curtain open on the driver’s side to allow him to lookout of his camper but it allowed others to look in through the opened space. Though many just glanced in his direction, Minerva was looking for him and found him accordingly. She walks to the driver’s door and knocks on it.
 
Fernando rolls down the window.
 
“Aren’t you going to let me in?” Minerva asks.
 
Fernando lets out a sigh before saying, “Give me a second.” He signals for her to go around to the passenger side. He puts the cats down onto the floor before reaching over to the front passenger door and unlocks it. He then sits back up on his seat, reaching down to get Kitty while Meeshie jumps up onto his lap. Minerva grabs the door handle and pulls the door open. Seeing Fernando with the cats and the passenger seat clear, she steps in and sits down on the seat while closing the door.
 
“The kids requested if it would be possible for someone to go get their walkie talkies from the den.” Minerva asks.
 
“I’ll get them in about 10 minutes or so. I just need to go to the bazaar alone and get a few things for breakfast tomorrow. I should be back with the radios as well.” Fernando explains.  
 
“But alone?” Minerva asks.
 
“It is easier for me to work alone to get things done, especially if I end up in a situation where I have to fight. I do not have worry protecting somebody else besides myself.” He tells her.
 
They sit silently for a while.
 
She then asks a question, “Why did you kissed me in front of the kids?”
 
“It was to prove a point to the kids that Wessens and Humans are the same and equal. You should know since you are a hybrid of both, No way would you be possible if there were differences of superiority or inferiority between Humans and Wessens.” He explains.
 
“Well... It seems to me that there was something there in that kiss.” She beings to say, adding, “I know there was something there from me to you.”
 
“I do not want to get your hopes up in saying that there was something there from me to you as well. I am too focused on getting my mission done.” He tells her.
 
Minerva shifts and turns herself on the seat to face him. She says to him, “Somehow I do not believe you.” She pauses for a second. “You maybe too focused on your mission, but you are also in need of some companionship, to be with somebody who is willing to care for you as you would care for them. Somebody to love, to hold, to keep you going when you want to give up.”
 
“It would be unfair to you if I were to allow it to be so. There is sex without love, love without sex and sex with love. If we were to couple up, you would think it would be the latter: Sex with love. In actuality for me it would be sex without love just to get the edge off the stress. That would basically make you my personal sex kitten, and a sex kitten I do not want. I want a wife who can be true to herself as can be true to me. I need her to be obedient to me absolutely, but be able to act on her own.” He explains to her.
 
“I accept.” She tells him flatly.
 
“Wait a minute.” He begins to tell her, “How do you know if I’m already married to somebody else or not?”
 
“A man would not be travelling with his daughters if he had a wife. They would be with his wife or the wife be along with them.” She tells him.
 
“OK, I can trust you on letting you know on this secret.” He begins. She crosses her arms and legs tightly as he begins his explanation, “The blonde one is Ichigo Morino, the Event Manager who is wanted in Fight Town. The reward for her is a million dollars. But because she was instrumental in rescuing a missing member of our crew, when she called us to rescue her, despite the objection of others, I decided to rescue her. Despite her size and appearance, she is an adult in her mid 30s. And she, like you, have been pushing me into a sexual relationship of sorts with her.”
 
“Have you taken her yet?” She asks.
 
“No, even though we do sleep together because we need to save space.” He explains.
 
“Well, if you marry me, you can also have her as well as often as you like.” She tells him.
 
“Understand one thing, as great as sex without love can be, it causes a lot of problems with what relationships are there with expectations and demand. There is often little understanding for what denial that happens. And then the excuses, then finally feelings are going to get hurt. What for? Because somebody was not willing to drop their panties or suck my dick for me. I’d prefer to have a relationship that gives back what I put into to, and continue to give when for one reason or another I can’t. But that is the problem – sex is easy, love is hard.” He explains to her.
 
“I’m willing to put in what it takes to have a relationship with someone that has proven himself to me to be the right man who do things as a man for my safety and well being, a man who I will love without strings attached and support him in the things he does like he supports me. As long as I have that trust and respect, we can always work on love as we go along.” She tells him.
 
“So despite all that which you said, you willing to do what I want without question even though I might not like you? You willing to give up of yourself to have sex with me even if I no feelings for you other than a means to an ends of getting my jollies off?” He asks her.
 
“If that is what I have to do to win you, then I’ll call that a bargain.” She tells him.
 
“Then what about the children? You going to leave them behind?” He asks.
 
“I have to figure that out because they still need me.” She says.
 
“If you and your friends knew how to drive a vehicle, it would be simple to get you a camper trailer that can fit everybody and come with us.” He points out.
 
“Where would you get such a vehicle for us?” She asks.
 
“I would buy and have it cleaned up, repaired, overhauled and modified as needed. Somebody must have such a vehicle for sale or abandoned one.” He tells her.
 
“But that would cost a lot of money.” She points out.
 
“Money is not a problem. It is just a matter of time and resources. You, the other adults and the children adds to the number of mouths we need to feed but that is not a problem if everybody pulls their weight together and work to get things done like getting food, preparing it and serving it.” He tells her.
 
“And what of those who refuse to put in the work?” Minerva asks.
 
“Then they will be denied food, water, fuel, vehicle maintenance/repairs, access to money to get supplies and services, even medical care. If they do not want to be part of the group, then they can leave. Plain and simple.” Fernando explains.
 
“What jobs are there?” She asks.
 
“The most important is driver – driving your vehicle with your people from town to town. But a driver does other jobs as well as driving and will not be driving all the time. Food gathering or preparing are jobs they can also do. Some like Mavis, Marvin Karl and the teens do guard duty. Val, Ruth and Joanne with the Female Wessens of the camp prepare, cook and serve the meals and take care of the few children we have as well as drive.” He explains.
 
“And what do you do?” She asks.
 
“I lead the group, get information, establish safe route, find and obtain parking space for the convoy, deal with road gangs, find food and services, and of course help and rescue people. I establish what goes and what does not.” He explains to her.
 
“Oh...” She replies.
 
“Well, let’s go. I have to get a few things.” He tells her.
 
She interjects, “Could you wait for a second?”
 
“What’s wrong?” He asks.
 
She leans over to his chair, “I would want to go with you while you get the radio and things, but since I can’t...” She leans over to him and plants her lips against his. She then leans back to her seat with a half smile on her face hoping for something positive to come out of it.
 
Fernando slowly gets up and puts the cats on his lap onto the driver’s seat and step to the back of the camper. He tells her, “Come.”
 
Minerva was confused, she hoped for some kind of reaction and yet there was none that she could tell. She gets up and follows him to the side sliding door. He opens the door and steps out, helping her out when she gets to the doorway. He closes the door behind her and heads to the Dub Box behind the camper. He twists the crystal on his cane as he steps up to the tow tongue of the Dub Box Trailer, pressing the crystal into the cane. He then takes his keys and opens the metal box outside the Dub Box, showing off its contents.
 
“Here are the radios. Give them out while I am gone.” He tells her. He takes one with a tool belt and hands it to her. “I think that one is yours.”
 
Minerva takes the tool-belt and looks at it. She takes the radio out and turns it on. It seems to work normally. She shuts it off and puts it back on the tool-belt.
 
“How you got...*?” Minerva begins to ask but is interrupted.
 
“Never ask. Now, give them out, I have to go. I’ll be back in about ten minutes.” Fernando tells her.
 
“Alright, I guess.” Minerva says.
 
Fernando goes to his Dub Box Camper and pulls out his pull cart before closing it but not locking it. He then walks back to the Bazaar near the entrance of the parking lot. He heads to the juice merchant that he has dealt with before, and orders another round of six 10 gallon jugs but this time he was denied.
 
“Sorry, I won’t have 10 gallon juices until tomorrow.” The merchant tells him.
 
“Then do you have 5 gallon juices? I’ll take the same six of five. And how much?” Fernando says and asks.
 
“5 gallons I can do. That would be half price of the 10 gallons.” The merchant says.
 
“No problem.” Fernando replies before putting $40 in silver coins onto the counter.
 
The merchant’s staff step out from the stand and place the 5 gallon juices onto his cart. Salutations are exchanged and Fernando heads out. As Fernando walks out of the area he senses that he is being followed. Thus instead of making a left turn at the blimp parking area, he turns right, and walks around the whole circumference of the circled blip parking area. He then turns the crystal on his cane, and then pressing the crystal. As each step he walks, he is shifted out of time about .001 seconds into the past until he turns invisible. Being in the past he can see into the future that is the present. He stands there and waits to see what comes after him. A Rat Wessen with a couple of Cat Wessens step out in race walking fashion to where he stood.
 
“Where did he go?” The Rat Wessen says out loud. They look around and search the area within a couple of steps from where they were, coming back, The Rat Wessen repeating, “Where the #$@! did he go?!”
 
“We don’t see him nowhere, boss.” One of the Cat Wessens says.
 
The Rat Wessen pulls out a handheld radio, turning it on and looking at its face for a moment. Fernando also looks at the radio, just has a couple of knobs on it, one for volume, another for squelch and a third with a series of color dots on it. He recognizes it as a Motorola Radio that operates on the Business Band of 74cm, just above the 73cm Amateur Band, mostly used by store management and mall security staff in the Pre-Chaos days ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Business_band ). He sees a knob on the radio pointing to the Yellow dot on a face with several different color dots, signifying it is on channel 5 at 464.550 MHz .
 
“Yeah boss, we lost him.” The Rat Wessen begins to say into the radio.
 
An all too familiar voice responds, “How did you lose him, pendejo?”  
 
“He just disappeared!” The Rat Wessen replies.
 
“Nobody disappears. Now go find him!” The familiar voice on the radio yells.
 
The three Wessens look at each other before the Rat Wessen replies, “Yes boss! Right away boss!” He then turns off the handheld radio and pots it into his pocket.
 
Fernando walks up to them, still invisible to them, walks up to the rat listening to their argument though not caring for what is being said. He reaches into the Rat Wessen’s pocket and grabs the radio by the antenna and slowly slides it out of his pocket. Once out of the Rat Wessen’s pocket, Fernando takes radio into his sphere of temporal influence and makes it disappear from their view. He stops walking with them, letting them continue on their way as they argued before cutting to the left through the blimp parking area. Once he got near the parking lot entrance, he phases himself back into normal time and heads to his Dub Box camper trailer.
 
 
Ruth was in his Dub Box camper cooking up the spring rolls on his little stove, making short work of it. He brings in and shows her the smaller 5 gallon juice jugs he bought in, stating, “This is in case we run out of juice but still have kids to give juice too.”
 
“We should have enough for everyone.” Ruth says as she continues cooking the spring rolls, five at a time in the frying pan she was using.
 
“Well, thank you for helping. I need to get the adults and show them how to access the toilet, should only take a few minutes. Then I’ll be around if not then in my camper.” He tells Ruth.
 
“See you around, then.” Ruth replies.
 
After putting away his pull cart, Fernando steps out of the Dub Box Camper. He walks around the camp until he finds Minerva, Miniya, Tracey and Abby in the area by Karl’s SUV overlooking the children as they hang around the area. He walks up to them.
 
“Ladies, come with me.” He tells them.
 
“Where are we going?” Miniya asks.
 
“Before the kids go to bed, I need to show you all the bathroom inside the camper.” He tells them, “Just follow me. Since three of the campers are the same, what I show you in my camper applies to the other two. The problem still lies with Hondo’s camper. If I cannot get Hondo’s camper, that means that last group will sleep in Karl’s or Marvin’s SUV and that does not have a bathroom. If we get Hondo’s camper, you will be sleeping in the truck part of the camper, and the bathroom is inside the camper part, which is easy to get too when you are inside. So some, let me show you the campers and bathrooms. I also need to show you how to set up the beds.” Fernando explains to them before leading them away from the kids, who basically take care of themselves.
 
He leads them to Ruth and Joanne’s vehicles, pointing them out and then to the Dub Box Campers behind them, “The panel truck is Ruth’s main camper where she and her family, including Joanne, eat and sleep in, this truck on the other side is Joanne’s truck. They both pull a Dub Box Camper like mine. That is where you will be sleeping in. Ruth uses her camper during the day as a play pen for her young boys – cousins who also survived their purge, so in the morning, whoever sleeps in Ruth’s caper just keep it clean and leave it before they come in. Come to my Camper...” He walks behind and around Joanne’s camper to his camper. Ruth was already outside with a couple of teens setting up the table for the supper/snack time that is soon to come. Fernando walks in with the ladies following him. He continues to explain while he demonstrates, “This is my Dub Box Camper. Up on the ceiling is a curved rod, that is for the curtain for the toilet that is inside this box. Open the box first and the toilet, you the pull the curtain around for privacy. When you are done, wipe yourself with some toilet paper, put it in the toilet and flush it. Then you fix up your clothes, pull away the curtain into its slot in the wall, and close up the toilet seat and then the box that covers it. Any questions?”
 
“Where does the waste go when you flush it?” Miniya asks.
 
“There is a tank under the toilet that you pull out and empty every 2 to 3 weeks. There are some chemicals inside it to take care of the waste so it does not smell or pollute the area. When I leave this place, I will empty and clean the tank and put in new chemicals in it before I go.” Fernando explains. He then asks, “Any more questions?”
 
The ladies look at each other and shake their heads.
 
“OK, now for the bed. Look on the floor, there is a metal ring here. That ring is for the table and bed support.” He explains as he lifts up a cushion on one of the seats and pulls out two metal round columns, a long one and a short one. “You want the short one and put it into the ring.” He then looks for a large panel with a cushion on one side. “This is both the table top and the bed, depending on how you put it on the column. Line up the edge of the rear seat with the edge of the panel and along the sides, put it down onto the support column and make sure it is on the edge of the seat frames on the sides and not on the cushion. Then you the seat back cushions and put them on panel, and there you have your bed. You can sleep up to 4 adults or 6 children. The rest will have to sleep on the floor. I have some cushion blankets to put on the floor to make it softer and warmer to sleep on. Any questions?”
 
“Is there any heat, in case it gets cold?” Miniya asks.
 
Fernando pulls out a propane bottle heater he has from the cabinet, “I have these heaters but they cannot be used at night because they make a small amount of poison when heating the camper. During the day, when the door is opened and closed, it is fine to use as the poison is let out when the door is open, but at night when the camper is sealed up, it can be dangerous as it builds up inside the camper. Only thing I can suggest is to share space and blankets and get warm that way. Besides, the sleeping bags I had Major Moynihan got are the best to keep you warm on cold nights. You should have the windows open a tiny bit to let flow inside the camper. Any questions?”
 
The ladies look at each other and shake their heads, but Minerva then asks, “Who will be sleeping where?”
 
“That is for you to decide. Though I recommend that the last group be the youngest, and hopefully Hondo can take them in. I also have to decide on Plan B and Plan C inside Hondo cannot help out. Look, do not cite him if things are not possible. There are some shit going on that he has to take care of and as such he has to deal with them, throwing a group of little ones for them to sleep in his camper might make things worse for him.” Fernando explains.
 
What about the two campers at the other side of the convoy which one has a medical cross on?” Miniya asks.
 
“That is Plan C. In fact, let’s go.” Fernando tells them. He leads them to the front of his camper and to the other end of the convoy. Along the way, he gets Karl and Marvin to go with him. In under a minute they are at Jeanette’s side of the convoy camp, walking up to them as they talked about who knows what.
 
“Excuse me ladies.” Fernando tries to interrupt their conversation.
 
“Yes, Fernando?” One of the Jeanettes answers in an annoyed tone.
 
“As you noticed, I rescued a large group of children with their adults, and to make a long story short, I need one more camper for a slice of that group to sleep in. That is, if I cannot have Hondo’s truck to have them sleep in. Karl, Marvin, if I cannot have Hondo’s truck, can I use your SUV? And if I cannot have Your SUVs, Jeanette, can I have one of the Dub Box Campers you are not using?” Fernando asks them.
 
Karl and Marvin answer, “Yes, you can use our trucks.” “Yeah, you can.”
 
Everyone turns to the Jeanettes, who one of them asks, “How many are you talking about?”
 
“Eight kids and one adult to oversee them, they will be the youngest kids. And they will clean up before they leave for the day. It is just for a couple of nights until General Jastrey comes in and takes over the group.” Fernando explains.
 
“What happened to their place?” The same Jeanette asks.
 
“Like any other Purge Victim – they were trashed and burned, and they were put to be sold into slavery when I rescued them.” Fernando tells them.
 
“They can sleep with my cousins in my camper. I’ll just sleep in the truck.” Marvin says, annoyed that Jeanette would ask such a question.
 
“Thank you, Marvin. You too Karl.” Fernando says to them. He turns to the ladies of his group, “Let’s go. It will be bedtime in an hour and a half.” Before he leaves, he says to Karl and Marvin, “In about half an hour, I’ll be giving out vegetable spring rolls to the kids, if there are any extras left, get yourself one along with some sweet water juice.”  
 
“Thanks!” “We definitely will.” Both Marvin and Karl reply respectfully. They begin to go back to their guard patrol until it is time for them to take their nightly rest.
 
Fernando and the ladies begin to walk to their, Jeanette runs after him and stop them from continuing further. The other Jeanette catches up to them.
 
“Why are you delaying Gabrielle’s rescue?” Jeanette all but yells at him.
 
“Gabrielle will be rescued when it is her time to be rescued. Not before then. Now is not her time to be rescued, and she is also some 450 plus miles away, but others also need our help as well, Spirits be damned. They get in the way of a rescue – any rescue – I will give them the same respect as I would anyone else that gets in the way. If you want to go fourth and rescue Gabrielle on your own, you do so alone and without the protection and services I created with this convoy.” Fernando tells her.
 
Jeanette scowls at him, the other whispers something in her ear which makes away from the situation. The second Jeanette stays.
 
“And what do you want?” Fernando scowls at her.
 
“Something is not right, and sooner or later I am going to find out what it is, then I am going to take action.” The second Jeanette tells him.
 
“I do not care if you got up and danced the Hokey Pokey. We need to recharge, get supplies, go through dangerous roads, deal with high way gangs, get to towns, make deals and help those we can along the way. In that I have not seen your other self do anything in edgewise to help or lead like she is supposed to. So tell her that she has to put into the group or she can leave. Leader or not, everyone puts into the group. Right now I need space to help some kids in need until General Jastrey comes to pick them up. She has already sent in some of her men to protect us since this is not a friendly town where a gold coin has more value than a human life.” Fernando tells her.
 
The second Jeanette lets out a sigh before she walks away.
 
Minerva asks when the second Jeanette is out of hearing range, “What was that about?”
 
“It is a long story. One day I will tell it to you.” Fernando tells her.
 
“Alright...” Minerva replies.
 
As they head back to Fernando’s electric camper, they meet up with Hondo who was at the back of Bronco’s trailer. Fernando walks up to him with the ladies behind him.
 
“Excuse me, Hondo. How are things?” Fernando says and asks.
 
“Oh, wus up Jefe... I have not been able to talk to Val about the space yet.” Hondo replies.
 
“That is not what I’m here about.” Fernando says to him. He takes out the radio from his pocket and hands it to him, “I was in town and heard a couple of Wessens arguing to somebody with a Spanish Accent on this radio, so I pretended to walk by him and bump him by accident, making his radio disappear from his pocket and into mine – if you know what I mean.” Fernando tells him.
 
Hondo nods as he takes the radio. He nods, “Looks like a rent-a-mall-cop radio from back in the day.”
 
“I thought so too. So look up the Business Band frequencies and see what those color dots match up to. But they were talking on that channel, I did not changed the channel since I got it, hopefully he had not either.” Fernando tells him.
 
“I’ll be listening in on it then.” Hondo says.
 
“OK, we’ll talk later then.” Fernando tells him. He then turns to the ladies behind him, “Let’s go.”
 
Fernando walks around the Bronco, past Hondo’s camper and to his electric one. The kids were in the boxed in area where assorted camper positioned. He looks at the ladies, “I hope that solves everything. In the least it is a start and everyone will have a place to sleep in for tonight. Tomorrow will be better. Then we can deal with what decisions you four make in staying or leaving with us.”
 
“We need to talk about this another time.” Minerva says to him.
 
“We are only here for a few days, a week if you are lucky. So make your decision as soon as possible and I’ll see about getting you a vehicle to drive and house the kids in, which takes time for it be cleaned up and set up professionally for you to drive and house the kids in. That takes at least 4 to 5 days to do. We cannot afford to lose time like that.” Fernando tells her.
 
“We’ll get you an answer as soon as we can.” Minerva tells him.
 
“Alright. I’ll see you ladies later. I need my rest.” Fernando tells them before walking away. He walks around his camper to the side sliding door.
 
Minerva goes to follow him after telling her friends she will see them later. She calls to Fernando as he begins to step into his camper.
 
“Fernando?” Minerva calls to him.
 
Fernando stops from entering his camper and turns to face her. “Yes?”
 
“Oh, nothing really. Just want to continue with our talk.” She replies.
 
Fernando steps out of the doorway and lets her go in first. He then goes in and closes the door behind him. He goes to the sink/stove counter and takes off his jacket. He then goes about cleaning the cat food and water bowls. He then fills them with cat food and fresh water, before petting the older cat, Meeshie.  
 
“Sorry girl. I forgot about the time.” Fernando tells her as he pets her softly. Meeshie guides Kitty to the bowl where they shared the food. He then goes to the side of the bed and sits down. He turn to Minerva, “What do you want?”
 
“Well, I just wanted to know.” She begins to say.
 
“Know what? We already discussed what was needed to be discussed. There is no more to discuss about.” He tells her before reaching up and popping open the pop-up tent of the camper.
 
Minerva looks down at the floor of the camper, silenced for the moment.
 
Fernando takes off his jacket and shoulder holster, taking a seat on the side of his bed by the sink/stove counter. “If you dare think we are going to have a loving relationship because we are having sex, like I said before... it would be unfair to you if we allowed ourselves to have a relationship that does not exist. Again, there is sex without love, love without sex and sex with love. If we were to couple up, you would think it would be sex with love. In actuality for me it would be sex without love. Now I know you stated that you would accept and want to be my wife, but I question whether you would be able to or not and why would you want to be. If you think in being a wife to me would grant you a free ride to escape this place you would think wrong. Everyone in this convoy works. Everyone in this convoy has a job. Except for the youngest or weakest of the group, there is no exception to this rule.”
 
“I understand all that, and know that things are not easy in this life. But we do what we can for each other. This place is too corrupted, between Hector and the Separated Wessens and the Paid Lawmen enforcing laws and rules like a merchant selling their wares. And the slavery in this town – most Wessens who are arrested are not sent to jail and made to see a judge; they are taken to a slave ship and taken away to who knows where. The same with people deemed as troublemakers by those paying the Lawmen. In short – people, humans, Wessens, and mutants disappear at a drop of a gold coin. Because of that, and the protection of the children, I would do anything for you to help us. Even leave this place if I could.” Minerva explains to him.
 
“Then I dare ask, you in love with me or something?” He asks, seemingly as if he was switching the subject but wasn’t. He is looking for something in her answers.
 
“You could say that, but it is more that I am in love with you for what you can do for us while being in love with you as a person is secondary. Though I will say that loving you as a person would be easy since I’m already there, it’s the reason to why that needs to be changed to a more personal one than a professional one it is now but that would be easy to do. Least to say for whatever the reason you already stolen my heart.” She explains.
 
“Well, I’m sorry that I cannot reciprocate those feelings. I’ll do what I can for you and the others but that is about it. I’m not here to settle down, have kids, build a house over farm land – or whatever.” He tells her. He adds, “That is not why you are here.”
 
He gets up and starts setting up the bed areas for the night. He sets up his bed first, taking the back panel for the passenger seat and putting it across the space between the two seats, turning it into a single bed for one. He goes back to the bed to get his pillow and blanket which he sets up on the makeshift bed. Once done with his bed, He works on setting up Maggie’s bed on the floor, putting the padding of the bed on the camper’s ground first.
 
Minerva, after some time to think, replies, “If it were not for the children, I would go with you and want to be your friend, and hopefully become something more as time goes on.”
 
“Let’s see what happens. General Jastrey might take in the children like she did with Central Town. Or if you and your friends can drive, get a vehicle that can fit you all. We just have a few days to figure that out.” Fernando explains.
 
“Well, anyways... go get your friends over. There is one more pill for you four to take. I already added some to the children’s drinks so they can heal better throughout the night. After you four take the pills, then gather the kids for their night time snacks before they prepare for bed.” He tells her, though not entirely true.
 
“Alright then...” Minerva says. She then opens the side sliding door, heading out to find her friends.
 
Fernando goes into his medical bag and pulls out a metal box of pills. Unlike his usual set of healing pills, this set was the immortality pills, which he has a couple hundred off. He sets four aside for them. He steps out onto the camper sliding door and has a seat on the floor. Ruth was talking to Minerva and her friends, telling them to get the kids together for them to get their evening snack/small meal. This delays Minerva returning with her friends but is not a problem as Fernando saw the interaction and takes it in stride. He shifts over on the Camper floor to have his back against the door frame while he sits. The cats walk up to him and sit next to him.
 
In about a minute the children line up by the tables Ruth and the teens set up. Ichigo arrives with a couple of Spring Rolls and a couple of drinks, handing one of each to Fernando. She sits down on the camper’s step next to him.
 
“What’s going on?” Ichigo asks.
 
“Nothing much. Waiting on Minerva and the others. You should get the bed ready for you and the girls then get Macey, Zoey and Maggie when you’re done.” Fernando says.
 
Ichigo nods as they continue to eat their little snack meal. They were done in about five minutes and after a quick clean up, Ichigo goes ahead with setting up the rear camper bed. While she is preparing the bed, Minerva and her friends arrive at camper, each with a spring roll and drink in their hands.
 
“You wanted us to come back?” Minerva asks.
 
Fernando takes his little metal can of pills, “Yes. I need you to take this pill to finish on your healing of your injuries.”
 
“OK...” Minerva says for them.
 
“Do I need to take it? I feel fine as it is.” Tracey says.
 
“You do not know what diseases you might be carrying you got infected with working at Giovanni’s. This pill will cure you of that.” Fernando tells her, handing out the pills to Minerva, Miniya and Abby. He gives the last pill to Tracey-Ann who reluctantly takes it.
 
The girls look at each other before they take the pill, with Minerva being the first to take hers. Miniya follows as soon as Minerva finishes taking hers. Abby immediately follows Miniya, and finally Tracey-Ann takes her pills when the others turn to look at her.
 
“Alright ladies, start forming your groups to go to bed. The youngest ones should have a camper with a bathroom for them to use as the little ones tend to go the bathroom more than the older kids. And whoever has the least amount of kids will be sleeping in the Karl’s or Marvin’s SUV. So choose your groups and discuss which campers you will be.” Fernando explains.
 
They nod at him.
 
“I’ll be back, I need to talk to Marvin and Karl. You ladies should get your group together.” Fernando tells them. He gets up and slides the door closed behind him. He walks to Marvin and Karl who had stated on their snack meal which Ruth gave to them as part of the extras she had.
 
“Gentlemen, how are you this evening?” Fernando asks them.
 
“Great so far.” Marvin says.
 
“Good to hear.” Fernando replies. He adds, “Have you guys decided on which SUV can used for the kids to sleep in? The situation with Hondo is not resolving itself fast enough.”
 
“They can sleep in my camper with the girls. I’ll sleep in my SUV.” Marvin says to him.
 
“You sure, Marvin? I do not want to put you out.” Fernando tells him.
 
“I’ll be fine. The kids need a place to sleep; they can sleep with my cousins in the camper.” Marvin tells him.
 
“Then, Karl, Marvin, I will need those thick furniture blankets to pad the floor for them to sleep on.” Fernando tells them.
 
“No problem man.” Karl says before he begins to get his set of furniture blankets from his SUV. Marvin also gathers his blankets from his SUV. They then go to Marvin’s camper as to layer the blankets on the floor. La La and Li Li already know that they will have some young visitors tonight, as told to them by Marvin earlier in the day.
 
Minerva, along with her friends and the children gather by Marvin’s camper as Fernando, Karl and Marvin set it up for them. They step out and look at the group waiting outside.
 
“Not everybody is going to fit in her.” Fernando almost jokes at the group.
 
“We will be sleeping in the SUV?” Minerva asks.
 
“There has been a slight change. Marvin will be letting us use his camper, with his female cousins sleeping on the bed. That means this group will be sleeping on the floor but at least there is a bathroom inside and extra adult help if you need it.” Fernando explains.
 
“What about Marvin, where will he sleep?” Minerva asks.
 
“He will be sleeping in his SUV.” Fernando tells them.
 
“Well, in that light, thank you Mister Marvin for your sacrifice in helping us.” Minerva tells him.
 
The children also chime in, “Thank you Mister Marvin!”
 
“Heh… It is nothing. We all help each other out.” Marvin says to them.
 
“Also, Karl was going to give up his space as well but since it worked out, Karl will not need to give up his space but in the future if we need it, he will gladly give it.” Fernando explains.
 
“Then thank you too, Mister Karl.” Minerva says to him in.
 
The children also chime in, “Thank you Mister Karl!”
 
“Anytime. We all work together here.” Karl says to them.
 
“Now with that... How many of the youngest ones do we have and who is their group leader?” Fernando says to them.
 
“By little what do you mean?” Minerva asks.
 
“Your youngest kids. No more than 8 years old I would say.” Fernando says.
 
“Putting it that way, that is our biggest group with 11 children.” Minerva says.
 
“Then what it the smallest group?” Fernando asks.
 
“The older kids – 12 to 14 year olds, with only 6 in that group.” Minerva explains.
 
Fernando thinks, and eyes the kids by their size. Malnutrition has hit the little ones hard, making them smaller than they should be. In fact, all the children seem smaller than they all should be. But 11 little one can fit in.
 
“If we break them up into their initial group of an older kid leader with his pod, there will be less children to deal with.” Abby says to be heard.
 
“Yes, that that makes six pods for four campers. Two pods will need to be broken up and mixed with the other four to go into all tour campers.” Minerva says.
 
Fernando thinks, no way the pods are going to break the group evenly. He then says to the group, “OK, let me see the pods.”
 
The kids gather together in their groups, and as expected most of the group has six kids in it but one group has five. He then points to the oldest of the pod of five.
 
“You, who of the other pods can you trust and work with without problems?” Fernando points to the oldest of the five, who is a male canine Wessen of sorts.
 
The dog Wessen points to a female cat Wessen of about his age, “Her.”
 
Fernando looks at the two groups and then at the inside of Marvin’s camper. Marvin’s camper is larger than the Dub Box campers he has. He then says to the adults, “Who will take care of this group?”
 
Tracey-Ann volunteers herself for the group’s supervision.
 
“Alright.” Fernando begins, pointing at the two pod leaders, “You and you will be in this camper with your pods. Tracey will be your adult supervisor, and La La and Li Li are the adults of the Camper. They will show you how to use the bathroom. We set up the padding on the floor for you all to sleep on and have a clear path to get to the bathroom if needed. So get yourselves together and go inside. Set up your beds and be ready to sleep in 30 minutes.”
 
As they go inside to prepare their beds and go to sleep, Fernando takes the rest of the group to Ruth’s camper. Realizing that there are three campers left but four pods, he does the math in his head where one pod has to be broken into 3 groups to join the remaining pods to fit into the remaining campers. The remaining kids groups seem to understand this without needing to be told. He quickly goes inside and sets up the bed, floor padding and pops up the roof.
 
Without saying a word, Abby steps forward and takes a pod with her and a couple of the youngest kids from another pod to take them side the camper. From the group she manages to get most of the kids onto the bed except for the two oldest ones and herself. The door is closed as they prepare themselves for bed.
 
As Fernando sets up Joanne’s camper for the kids to sleep in, Miniya takes the pod with the older kids in it and takes two of the older kids from another pod to join hers. Like with Ruth’s camper, Fernando sets up the bed, floor padding and pops up the roof. Miniya takes the kids into the camper and has all but three to sleep on the bed. Including her, the rest will sleep on the floor on the padding.
 
The last group Fernando takes to his Dub Box camper. Like the others before, he goes inside and sets up the bed, floor padding and pop-up roof. This last group seems to be of middle aged kids from 8 to 10 years of age. Minerva tells them to go inside and wait for her as she spends a couple minutes outside with Fernando.
 
“I can say this a thousand times and it will never be enough, but thank you.” Minerva tells him.
 
“Thank me when all this is over. This is just temporary, so tomorrow things might be different. And the day after that will also be different. If anything, Ruth will be cooking and giving out breakfast from my camper, this camper, so you need to get this group up and out earlier than the others and the camper has to be clean on top of that.” Fernando explains to her.
 
“I’ll have all that taken cared of for you.” Minerva tells him.
 
“Then good night.” Fernando tells her.
 
“Wait, where are you going?” She asks.
 
“I have to set things up and get the night guards together for their night patrol.” He explains, throwing in, “But I’ll be around. These are my campers, it is not like I can get up and leave without you knowing.”
 
“Well... I would like to at least give you a good night kiss.” She tells him.
 
“Let’s not and say that we did. Look, we as the adults can not show weakness in front of the kids. That means no public displays of affection, because they will question it and demand why you as a adult can do it but they has a child cannot. They will also tease and question you about it to no end. So, not meaning to order you around, but go inside. We will deal with everything in the morning.” He tells her.
 
“OK then.” Minerva says, trying to look innocent. She then takes both his hands and pulls on them as she tiptoes herself up to plant her lips against his. The kiss lasts a few seconds but enough to get the “Oooo!” from the kids in the camper. She quickly separates from him and turns to the Dub Box Camper, seeing the kids at the windows and doorway. She yells at them, “You kids better get back into your beds right now!”
 
With that the faces disappears from windows and doorway and curtains are drawn shut.
 
“Well, I’ll be seeing you in the morning.” Minerva says.
 
“Yeah. I’ll be seeing you then.” Fernando tells her. He steps away from her, and towards his electric camper.
 
Minerva, not having a choice in anything else, starts walking towards the Dub Box camper’s doorway and enters it. The door closes but the light inside remains on. Fernando looks at the other campers. Marvin’s camper has gone dark, and Ruth’s camper has gone mostly dark, a couple of flashlights can be seen lighting up a tiny area. Joanne’s camper is also mostly all dark as well. Fernando’s camper is half dark for the moment and then goes mostly dark like the others.
 
Fernando goes to his camper and opens the sliding door slowly. He looks inside, finding Ichigo, Macey and Zoey in bed but awake. But Maggie was nowhere to be found.
 
“Ichigo, you could not find Maggie?” Fernando asks.
 
“I could not find her. I heard she left with Hondo.” Ichigo replies.
 
Fernando thinks for a moment. Then he nods, saying “OK. Go to sleep girls. I’ll go a partial night patrol and then I’ll come back to sleep. Good night, ladies.”
 
“Good night Fernando.” Ichigo replies.
 
“Good night daddy.” Macey throws in.
 
“Good night Uncle Fernando.” Zoey says last.
 
He slides the door closed as quietly as possible. He then walks to the front of his camper, taking out his Yaesu VX-2 out.
 
“Righteous Cowboy, this is the Medic, are you out there?” Fernando says on the radio as he presses the talk button. For the moment there was no answer. Fernando repeats himself, “Righteous Cowboy, this is the Medic, are you out there?”
 
“Medic, I have some information for you.” A voice replies belonging to Hondo.
 
“Then say it.” Fernando replies.
 
“That radio you gave me, I intercepted a conversation. It said somethin’ about sendin’ the cold ones to the check the camp.” Hondo replies.
 
“Alright. Let me ask... In your mind, can a Wessen be of lizard origin?” Fernando asks.
 
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“You would know better than I, but I reckon it is possible with genetic engineerin’.” Hondo replies.
 
“Then I dare ask though I already know the answer, if a human/lizard Wessen is possible, I would dare say, a human/crocodile or human/alligator hybrid – where would those in Lab Town get an alligator or a crocodile for the base DNA? This area is too cold for lizard, let alone a crocodile or alligator.” Fernando says and asks.
 
“They could have gotten a croc or an ali from Down South from some of the blimps goin’ to those areas. But Medic, you forgot one thin’ – as cold as this place can be, there are snakes in this area – particularly diamond back rattlers like that one you said bit that little girl you treated.” Hondo explains.
 
Fernando nods as he thinks about it. A human/snake hybrid, a venomous snake that can kill a person with one bite. He replies. “OK, got that. Now, is Maggie with you? I heard she left the campsite with you.”
 
“She is with me.” Hondo replies.
 
“Alright. I’ll do a partial night patrol with our people and the Major’s men to make sure all bases are covered. Medic out.” Fernando tells him.
 
Hondo replies, “Righteous cowboy – out.”
 
Fernando puts away the radio. He looks around, finding Lieutenant Benson talking with a couple of her guards. He heads over to her.
 
“Good evening Lieutenant Benson. I’m afraid to have some bad intel that is going to require a change in your men’s patrol.” Fernando says as he walks up to her. He asks as he gets closer to her and her men, “How many men have night-vision equipment?”
 
“Just a few.” Lieutenant Benson replies.
 
“Tell them to turn it off and not use it.” Fernando says to her.
 
“Can I ask why?” Lieutenant Benson asks.
 
“This is from the Bad Intel I’m about to give you.” Fernando tells her. Lieutenant Benson nods as he continues. “My intel says that there is a cold blooded Wessen created from snake or lizard and human hybrid. Because they are cold blooded, they will not be seen on night vision equipment. I recommend on doubling up the men into teams to make ambushing them difficult.”
 
“I’ll get on that right away.” Lieutenant Benson says, before taking to her radio and calling her men with new instructions. “Attention all patrols – we got a potential threat out there that cannot be seen with Night Vision. I repeat, we have a potential threat out there that cannot be seen with Night Vision. I need Odd teams to head to their immediate left and Even teams to head to their immediate right and double up with each other. You guys will need to guard each other’s backs out there. Get it done!”
 
Fernando steps up to Lieutenant Benson, telling her, “Inform you men I’ll be patrolling in the grass behind the campers.”
 
“Will do.” Lieutenant Benson replies before Fernando leaves the area.
 
 
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[Around 8:30PM]
 
Before getting onto the grassy area behind the campers, Fernando gets his Katana blade and his largest CO2 Fire Extinguishers from his electric camper. He then steps over the tiny chain link fence that surrounds the parking area. Along the way he passes by a couple of army patrols, glad that they have doubled up and keeping view of each other’s backs. A few steps after passing them, he gets down on his knees and let his senses reach out. He can hear somebody nearby with dry grass crumpling under their feet.
 
Looking around he can see the silhouette of somebody heading to his direction, somebody monstrously tall, standing over 7ft or more. Fernando thinks that the only way he can be seen is if they are also using night vision equipment and are picking up on his infrared glow. He gives himself a blast of Cold CO2 Gas from the fire extinguisher. It lowers his surface and outside body temperature below the air temperature, making him invisible to night vision equipment but it will only last for about a minute. The figure stops a few feet from Fernando and looks around, as if confused like it lost something. Fernando can hear him growl under his breath in complaint.
 
Fernando twists the crystal on his cane and presses it, speeding up time for him and slowing down time for those around him, making him act fast, identifying the person in front of him, taking out his Samurai blade and jumping up in front of him, swinging the blade at neck level and taking off the head of his opponent. The head spins several times before it hits the floor, seconds before the body falls onto its knees and then flat on its chest. Time returns to normal as Fernando side steps away from the body and getting on his knee to hide in the grass, hearing voices coming from the radio on the dead opponent’s radio. He listens in to the voices.  
 
Looking around, he can see several others making their way to where the army men were patrolling but yet unaware of what was going on around them. Looking about, he makes a mental path to take those around him from closest to furthest – three to his left were closer with two further to his right. Taking on the closest three, he would get further away from the two. He gives himself another cold blast from the fire extinguisher, and presses on the crystal on his cane, shifting time again. He runs to his left, taking on the three that there one at a time with neck slices that take off their heads. Killing the last of the three, he sees that he is at least 50 yards from closest of the two that were further away on his right. He turns about and runs straight towards them. With a swing at neck level, he takes them out before they can make their moves against their targeted patrols. Standing over the last one as Time returns to normal for him, he can hear panicked radio chatter but looking around he can see no one nearby. But almost a quarter mile away he can see a couple of parked vehicles, jeeps from the looks of their low profile stance.
 
Fernando knows that there are no roads in that area, so they had to gotten there getting off from the main road and travel about on the grass. Looking around as far as his senses can reach, he can see nobody else, just two jeeps and two drivers, one for each jeep. He gives himself another cold blast from the fire extinguisher and presses onto the crystal of his cane, shifting Time to his advantage. He is by the jeeps in just seconds, slicing off the head off one of the drivers and pulling his body out of the jeep. Pressing on crystal, Fernando normalizes Time for him as he stands in front of the last driver who was standing by his jeep looking through binoculars.
 
Seeing the image go dark in the binoculars, the driver slowly puts down the binoculars, seeing Fernando in front of him. That was one of the last things he saw before his head slices off and lands face down on the floor. The body falls next to the head. Fernando bends over and takes the binoculars from the dead driver’s hands, using it to look around. Other than the patrols and the convoy camp, there were no signs of life around them. He gets on his Yeasu VX-2 radio and calls to Lieutenant Benson.
 
“This is The Medic calling Lieutenant Benson. Come in Lieutenant Benson...” Fernando says over the radio.
 
“Lieutenant Benson here.” She replies.
 
“I know your men are listening in, so this part of the message is for them. Patrols in the grass, be aware that there is a dead cold blooded enemy behind you that I took cared off. It is a cold blooded Wessen that poison you with his bite. Since it is cold blooded, its head takes longer to die so stay away from its mouth. Give it half day for it to die so do not disturb the head! The body you can take as it is harmless and dead without its head.” Fernando explains. He continues “Lieutenant Benson, What free men you have look over for a flash of light. At the 6o’clock of the convoy camp in the grassy field about half a mile from the convoy border, I am there with two more dead enemies and their vehicles. I am emitting the flash of light now.”
 
He presses the crystal on his cane to create the flash of light.
 
“We see the flash and are on our way.” Lieutenant Benson replies.
 
“I will see you in a few minutes. Commencing Radio Silence. Medic Out!” Fernando says for all to hear.
 
Waiting for them to arrive, Fernando can see beams from flashlights being waved around as they search through the grass on their way to him. They stop by the closest patrols and inspect the kills, as the other patrols inspect the kills near them. Somebody lets out on the radio, “God, that’s an ugly mother#$@!er!”
 
Lieutenant Benson replies, “Maintain radio silence and leave the head alone!” The radio waves become silent at that point.
 
In a few minutes Lieutenant Benson arrives with her men at Fernando’s location. The men surround the area as she walks to him.
 
“Be careful. The heads are still alive though the body is dead.” Fernando points out the heads and the bodies of the enemy he dealt with. Flashlights are aimed at the bodies.
 
“Heh...  Lizard Men. I thought they were stories to scare little kids.” Lieutenant Benson says.
 
“These Mofo’s have a poisonous bite, like a Rope Dog. Who ever created these Wessens must have used a Rope Dog to create them. The question is why, though I do not care for an answer. This creates more problems than we can solve.” Fernando explains to them.
 
Lieutenant Benson nods. She then asks, “From your relaxed demeanor, I can assume that the area is secure?”
 
“The area is as secure as I know and see.” Fernando says to her. He then adds, “I hand you over these captured vehicles, but check got booby traps before taking them.”
 
“I thank you for your service.” Lieutenant Benson tells him.
 
No sooner as Lieutenant Benson gave her thanks, a voice breaks through the vehicles’ radios “Camp Killer 1, Camp Killer 2 – what is your status?” The voice has an all too familiar Spanish accent.
 
Everyone look at each other for a moment as the voice repeats itself, “Camp Killer 1, Camp Killer 2 – what is your status?”
 
Fernando takes the microphone and slurs his words in a heavy breathing, high pitched tone, “SSSStill Looking Over The Camp.”
 
“I pay-ed you too Keel Dem assholes! Not To look at Them Like Slaves At An Auction!” The voice on the radio yells out.
 
“SSS-There are too many close together... We need to wait so they ssseparate before we make our move.” Fernando replies, not believing the asshole on the other side is taking this in as true.
 
“Just keel a few of them to give message that we can get them anytime we want! Then come back to base and give a report of how many we are dealing with!” The voice says out loud for all to hear.
 
Lieutenant Benson and her men are angered at hearing this. But Fernando signals to them to keep their anger held in. He then replies on the radio, “SSS-SSS-We will return before the sssun comes up, there isss many, we will have to kill many to give them that messssage.”
 
“Due not keel them all! They need to know that we can get to them any time we want!” The voice replies.
 
“SSS-We counted over a hundred army men... we need to kill over 20 for them to get that messssage. It will be done, we will return after it isss done.” Fernando hisses into microphone.
 
“Just due not be seen or captured. I pay-ed for the eight of you to do your job! So Do Your Job!” The voice replies.
 
“SSS-It will be done... SSSee you at Ssssun Reye-sss.” Fernando replies on the radio.
 
No answer comes back.
 
After a few moments of silence, Lieutenant Benson asks, “How did you know how to speak to fool him?”
 
“Before I killed the first one I ran into, I heard him speak. I figure that they all sound the same way. I’m glad it worked.” Fernando explains. After a couple moments of silence, Fernando adds, “At least all of them have been killed, and that asshole on the radio will think the job is being done, this gives us 8 or 9 hours of peace. We still have to be on alert though.”
 
Lieutenant Benson nods before saying, “Good. We can relax for a bit but only that. I’ll take care of the bodies and the vehicles.”
 
“Not to jump claims or anything. I claim what coins, or money you find, but for you to hold so we can go get supplies with it without spending our own resources. I’ll see you at 0500 to get breakfast at Moon Dog Maddie’s place. We’ll need a couple of jeeps and men to go there and carry back the food. We can use the money you find to pay for her service.” Fernando explains.
 
Lieutenant Benson nods in agreement before they shake hands and Fernando leaves to his electric camper.
 
At his camper, Fernando looks at his watch, seeing it is a few minutes before 10:30PM. He gathers his convoy patrol and steps over to Jeanette’s Ambulance where Mavis was sitting on top of. He tells Mavis to join them beside the ambulance camper. Seeing the other convoy guards with him, she comes down to meet with them.
 
“What’s going on?” Mavis asks.
 
“Major Moynihan’s men just ran into a pack of lizard men sent to get us. It seems that they are all taken down but they were hard to find and harder to fight. Lucky for us, the major’s men patrol in packs and were able to take them down when they ran into them without casualties to themselves. Do not let your guard down, but do not be so high triggered that an insect crawling up your leg will excite you. The major’s men will protect us but we need to be able to act when danger comes. The more alert eyes out there to see, the better all of us will be. Work with the major’s men as they will work with you.” Fernando tells them.
 
“That explains it.” Lisa says.
 
“Explains what?” Fernando asks.
 
“All this while, Bruno and Killer have been looking at the grassy field every time we got close to it. And by look, they growled towards the area.” Lisa replies.
 
“I see. Lisa, everyone else, walk together with the others for the time being. Mavis, you stay up where you are at. Make you guys meet up with the major’s men during the patrol. You see or hear anything, report to them.” Fernando tells them.
 
They all seem to agree.
 
“Good. I’ll be at my camper and then leave the site at 5 in the morning with the major to get food for breakfast from a trusted source. I’ll see you then. Be careful out there.” Fernando says to them.
 
“Yeah, see you then.” They reply to him.
 
Fernando walks to his camper and they continued on with their modified patrol. He gets inside his electric camper. The girls were asleep and Maggie was still not there. Taking his outer layers off, he lies down on his makeshift bed on the front seats, wrapping himself in his blanket. It is not going to be a restful sleep but he will have to make do with what he could get until he has to get up a few hours later and be ready to get breakfast for everyone.
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Reply #2767 - Jun 28th, 2021, 10:45pm
 
Hondo sat silently as Molly drove them to the hanger. Molly glanced at him several times and frowned at what she saw. His face was stony, but his eyes were sad and his attitude withdrawn. She wanted to make the hurt go away, but it was partially familiar and in that she knew one doesn't make it just go away, at least not her. If he chose to leave her or if she reverted and left him, though, she would be there. They could not take each others pain away but maybe together they could ease it a bit. Though she was mostly worried about him, she found her mind wandering to herself and how nice it might be to be with him and have her own pain eased. She frowned and chided herself mentally for such a thought. He needed her right now to be a caring friend, not a needy bitch, as he already had one of those!
 
 
His shirt was getting redder by the moment and his pallor was turning a bit whiter than it should be, and that made her worry all the more.
 
 
"You alright?" She asked cautiously.
 
 
He just nodded.
 
 
She sighed and shook her head, "You'd not say if you weren't, would you?"
 
 
He did not even grunt in reply, but just sat there, obviously lost in his own thoughts. She felt he was not meaning to ignore her so much as trying to ignore his own condition. She knew he was blaming himself for how things turned out, while searching for a way out, but even though he really was not to blame, there is no way to make him see that. She knew all too well, as she still blamed herself for James' death and went through many 'what ifs' daily in her own head.  
 
 
They soon pulled up to the hanger, and Molly shut down the engine. Hondo just sat there, as if he did not notice they had arrived. She sat there for a moment, then got out and went around to his side of the Bronco and opened the door, but he just sat there.
 
 
"Boss, we here." She said.
 
 
He did not move.
 
 
"Boss? ... Hondo?... you alright?" She said as she put a hand gently on his arm.
 
 
He popped out of his thoughts with a grunt and looked at here half puzzled at first.
 
 
"Hmm?.. Oh! I reckon we are.... Sorry. Just thinkin." He said with a bit of a growl to his.
 
 
To Molly the growl in his voice was sad sounding, as if it came from a wounded creature which was corned and had almost given u on life, but would only go out looking like they were fighting it.  
 
 
He was trying to fight the feeling but something in him told him he had lost. He'd not let it be said he did not fight to the end, but there was not much in the way of hope left. He had the girls still, and they needed him... or he needed them. It was a reason to keep surviving and fighting, which he had found in them when Valentine had been taken, but now it was different. Before he had his anger to fuel him, but now he was having trouble mustering it. There were no bad guys to hunt this time, no information to find, no trail to follow. If there was a bad guy it had to be him, and as for Valentine being lost, she was so close and still not there. There was something else wrong in him though, something new. It was as if a part of him was too worn out, too hurt, to exhausted to try much more. Lashing out was about all he had left but he tried to hold back from that for now. Valentine's cries had been heart rending but as much as they hurt him, they almost angered him too. He had fought so hard, been so patient, and in the end he got shot by her protecting a friend from her temper. That broke something in him, something he could not explain to anyone, let alone himself.  
 
 
"You're not looking well. We need to get you patched up." Molly replied.
 
 
He sighed and nodded, "I reckon... The bag is in the back. Red, with a blue cross on it."
 
 
"You need help?" She paused and asked.
 
 
He shook his head, "No. Just grab the bag."
 
 
She looked at him a moment, as he still sat in the bronco,But she sighed after a moment and went to grab the bag.
 
 
Hondo waited until she had walked around the back to slide out. The movement made him groan and suck air through his teeth as he got out. He cussed under his breath as he stood beside the bronco and recomposed himself.  After a moment he walked around the front of the bronco and strode to the hanger, trying to keep a composure as if all was well in his body language. If he could have seen himself, that would have been a waste, as his shirt was mostly blood soaked, with drying blood streaks running down his arm, and dust starting to cling to him in places. He looked like hell, but if he could have seen himself he could have attested to feeling worse than he looked!
 
 
As they approached the older Valentine popped her head out of the dirigible.
 
 
"That you, Hondo....oh shit!" She exclaimed as she looked at him.
 
 
She climbed down over the side quickly but was hauled by a voice calling out from inside the dirigible.
 
 
"Something wrong?" the voice called.
 
 
Valentine swore under her breath again, "shit."  
 
 
She turned to the dirigible,"Nothin' I can't handle."
 
 
Her words were too slow, though, and Tonya appeared at the edge and gasped as she saw Hondo.
 
 
"Papa? Papa! What happened!?!?" She cried out as she scurried down the rope ladder and up to him.  
 
 
She grabbed his left arm which caused him to groan and suck air again.
 
 
She pulled back and gasped again, "Oh Papa! I'm sorry!"
 
 
"It's alright... no.. worries." He said in a strained voice as he tried to recompose himself.  
 
 
"What happened?" She asked worriedly.
 
 
Hondo shook his head at Molly and gave her a cold look, which said not to tell.
 
 
The older Valentine sighed, "Your me shot you... didn't she?"
 
 
Hondo looked at her half angry, "I suppose you shot your husband too, then?!"
 
 
She sighed and shook her head, "No... no I didn't."
 
 
He cocked his head and squinted at her, "Then how...?"
 
 
She interrupted him, "The  look on your face. You've been hurt a lot, even lost friends and family that crushed you, but the look of defeat.... It seems like only I could ever bring that to your face.... I never shot my Hondo... my love... but I have hurt him before and it's the only time he ever looked so defeated."
 
 
He just sighed and looked at the floor.
 
 
"Papa?... is she right?.... did... did Mama... did Valentine shot you??" Tonya asked quietly.
 
 
He just sighed again and looked away.
 
 
Molly shook her head after a moment, "Yes... but.... she wasn't trying to shoot him. she... she let her rage blind her and pointed a gun at someone else. From her expression, I'd say it was an accident.... I... I think she was just trying to scare someone as ... as her pride was lost."
 
 
Valentine and Tonya both looked from her to Hondo.
 
 
"What happened?" Valentine asked.
 
 
Hondo said nothing.
 
 
"Papa?" Tonya asked quietly.
 
 
He sighed, "Val went to a bar an' almost got killed. Maggie tried t protect her but almost got killed too. Jefe an' I rescued them, I had a talk with Maggie to find out what the hell happened. Maggie told her we talked an' Val swore I .. I hurt her to make her talk. We argued... she... she got pretty mean. Molly here stood up for me...."
 
 
"She disrespected him loudly in front of the camp. I lost my cool and decided to try to beat some sense into her." Molly said in a low growl.
 
 
"She shot at you?" Tonya asked incredulously.
 
 
Hondo nodded, "Yeah. Val let her anger get to her... was all rage... she was losin' an' when things turned bad she pulled a gun... my gun. ... She must have taken it from the camper.... I think her thumb slipped off the hammer..... I hope it did."
 
 
 
"She dropped the gun and looked pretty devistated. said she just wanted to scare me.... Zoey said she scared her, though, and after that she collapsed into a sobbing mess." Molly said.
 
 
Hondo turned and started walking away to one of the master bedrooms.
 
 
The older Valentine and Tonya watched him for a second before turning back to Molly.
 
 
"How is he?" Valentine asked
 
 
Molly shook her head, "It's not good. He's hurt pretty bad... lost a lot of blood, but as you saw in his eyes he's more hurt inside... something we can't patch."
 
 
Hondo had good enough hearing he heard what was said. He did not like to think about it let alone hear about it out loud. The former he could not stop but the latter he could try.
 
 
"You gonna let me bleed to death or what?" He said loudly without turning around.  
 
 
Molly hoisted the bag and started after him, "Sorry!"
 
 
"I'm coming with you!" Tonya said.
 
 
"I'll be there in a minute... need to grab something." the older Valentine said, leaving Tonya and Molly to chase after Hondo.
 
 
Hondo walked into the room and sat down in a wooden chair that sat at a small table in the master room.
 
 
"Don't you want to sit on the bed? It'd be more comfortable." Tonya offered as she came up to him.
 
 
He shook his head, "No... I'll be sleepin' her tonight... don't want to bleed on the bed right now."
 
 
She nodded and walked up to him as Molly placed the med bag on the bed and opened it.
 
 
"Let me help you with your shirt." Tonya said.
 
 
Hondo tried to pull away a bit, but it hurt to do so.  
 
 
He shook his head, "You don't need to deal with this."
 
 
The older Valentine returned about then.
 
 
"Let her. She might as well get used to it... It won't be the first she'll see." Valentine said
 
 
Hondo squinted at her, " I thought you said..."
 
 
She uninterrupted him, "You guys are completely off script... maybe we can change that... together."
 
 
Tonya looked at them, "Change what?"
 
 
Hondo looked away, "Nothin' you need to worry 'bout. Besides, its too dangerous for her to stay here."
 
 
"I can risk another night or two... if it helps.... I should know by morning, though, if things have changed." Valentine replied.
 
 
Tonya shook her head, "I wish I could understand you too better."
 
 
"Oh, honey, no you don't." Valentine said seriously.
 
 
Hondo finally let his right away down which exposed his torn shirt and the wound underneath. Tonya started to try to help but had to turn away after the moment.
 
 
"Oh god.." She gasped and tried not to cry for him.  
 
 
Molly moved in and started to gently ease his shirt off as Valentine dug for supplies in the bag. Hondo groaned loudly and breathed a bit heavily after they finally got the shirt off, to breath through the pain. Valentine walked over to Tonya with a couple pills and a small flask. She put a hand on her shoulder. Tonya looked at her with an embarrassed look.  
 
 
"I'm.. I'm sorry. I... I just..." Tonya stammered.
 
 
Valentine nodded understandingly, "I understand. It looks bad, you know he's hurt and you love him. It's hard, but you learn how, especially when that loved one is counting on you. Now, he could use your love... and these."
 
 
Tonya took the pills and flask from her with a nodded and headed over to Hondo's side. She held out the pills and the whiskey flask to him.
 
 
"Valentine... this Valentine, said you needed these." She said a bit more timidly than normal.
 
 
He nodded, held out his hand, of which she dumped the pills into it, and he popped them in his mouth. He then took the flask from her and drank from it deeply to swallow the pills. She took it from him once he was done and grabbed his hand gently. He looked down at her hand holding his then back up at her. He forced a smile, picked up her hand, kissed it gently, then returned it to his lap, where he held it as the other two worked.  
 
Valentine was not too bad, but she had never had that magic medical touch. Molly knew what she was doing but she lacked a gentle touch too, making Valentine look like a nursing professional! He did his best to hold himself together, but it was all pretty painful.
 
 
If the stress of the day, the hurt by Valentine, and the blood loss had not been enough, trying to fight through the pain of being patched up took out what little he had left in him.  He leaned back against the chair as they finished up and the pain killers started to work. After they finished Molly nodded for Tonya to move and she helped him to his feet.
 
 
"I need to get back and check on Zoey." He said groggily.
 
 
"Zoey will be fine. Fernando, Ruth, Marvin, KArl, and the others will not let anything happen to her. You ever hear say it takes a town to raise a child? Well, that is your town and they will protect her." Molly retorted.
 
 
"Then what the #$@! am I supposed to do?" He growled  
 
 
"You need some rest, Papa." Tonya said.
 
 
"And some food." Valentine threw in.
 
 
"I don't have any food here nor time to sit around." He replied in an annoyed tone.
 
 
"Well, luckily I have some food here I bought at a local shop." Valentine replied flatly.
 
 
"And if you're needed Marvin and Maggie know where you are." Molly replied
 
 
"Maggie... I need to check on her an'... an'.." He struggled to even say her name at the moment.
 
 
"Val and Maggie are fine. We all should probably stay here tonight." Molly replied
 
 
"I told Zoey she could stay with me tonight." Hondo replied looking for excuses.
 
 
"She'd probably be better with her friend right now." Molly said.
 
 
"Definitely. Tonight at least." Valentine replied
 
 
"You eat and get some rest then we can run back to camp." Tonya said
 
 
He looked at the three of them and shook his head, "Gangin' up on me... I see how it is!..... Fine! I'll eat somethin' an' get a nap."
 
 
Molly lead him over to the bed, though he growled the whole way. Tonya sat down beside him, and Valentine disappeared for a moment and returned with a sandwich, a couple cookies, and a glass of milk. Hondo took a couple bites slowly, then it hit him how hungry he really was, so he nearly inhaled the rest in record time. He finished the last of the milk, then handed the plate and empty cup, to Valentine, who had held out her hand for them.
 
 
"Thanks... Guess I was a bit hungry." He said hesitantly.
 
 
"Now you need some rest, Papa." Tonya said.
 
 
He sighed and nodded, "Don't let me sleep for more than an hour."
 
 
Valentine reached into her pocket and pulled out a small metal case, "Before you sleep you should take one of these."
 
 
She opened the case and pulled out a round, silver looking pill with an orange stripe on it.
 
 
"Is that what I think it is?" He asked.
 
 
She nodded, "Yes."
 
 
He shook his head, "Don't waste it on me. Save it for others."
 
 
"It's coded to your DNA for faster healing. I... I have three with me in case... in case I find my Hondo and he needs help. I can spare one. Only you two can use them." She said.
 
 
He sighed then after a moment nodded and took it. He popped it in his mouth and Tonya handed him the flask again. He drank enough to swallow the pill at first, then finished it off. Valentine nodded and headed out, with Molly on her heals. Molly stopped at the door though, and turned to Tonya.
 
 
"Better let him sleep." She said to Tonya.
 
 
Tonya nodded, "I will."
 
 
"An' you wake me in an hour!" Hondo yelled after Molly.  
 
 
She waved him off and kept walking.
 
 
"Make sure she wakes me up in an hour." He told Tonya as she helped him lay back.
 
 
"I will, Papa. Get some rest." She said.
 
 
His eyes closed and he started to drift off as soon as his head hit the pillow. It was not because his mind was at ease, but because his body had expended almost all it could at this time. Tonya frowned a bit as she looked at him. She had never seen him this vulnerable before and it scared her a bit. She covered him with a blanket and left him to rest.
 
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Hector paced restlessly in his underground bunker. He mumbled to himself as he walked.
 
 
"You going to be okay, boss?" Ted the goat wessen asked
 
 
"Okay? With the time walker on the loose and the lawmen dropping like flies and getting angrier by the moment, am I suppose to be okay?!?!" He growled at Ted.
 
 
"He's the slow one, boss. Don't mind him." Jed said
 
 
Hector looked between them with a sour look, "You both are idiotas!"
 
 
He paced again for a bit before Jed spoke up again.
 
 
"So, what do we do, Boss." He asked
 
 
Hector sighed and looked between them, "You two... *sigh* ... you two get supplies ready to go, and only the most trusted men. Leave the well spoken bastard to run things when we leave."
 
 
"The right Reverend Wallace?" Ted asked
 
 
"That is him. That hombre is loco but he believed we are made superior. He will continue the fight." Hector said.
 
 
"What are we going to do?" Jed asked.
 
 
"We need to meet up with another group who supports our cause so we can spread the word." Hector lied to them.
 
 
"So... how do we get out of town?" Ted asked
 
 
"Get ready and at dark sneak out. I'll have the supposed time walker distracted by the cold ones for you." He said
 
 
"What about you?" Jed asked.
 
 
"I have one other potential convert to speak with then I will join you. Just head out to the caves east of town and get the emergency rides and supplies. Drive east and I will find you." He said
 
 
"Where are we headed?" Jed asked
 
 
"Coastal Chinatown. We are headed home." He replied with a sly smiled.
 
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Hondo felt someone grab his shoulder and shake him and it scared him awake. He sat up and grabbed the person by the throat and squeezed hard as a wave of pain shot through him and he tried to regain his senses. A small but strong pair of hands gripped his arm and tried to pull away,  As his vision and mind started to process he saw he had Molly by the throat. He dropped her and fell back with a groan. He panted as he tried to pull his mind together and breath through the pain. Molly fell to her knees coughing and gasping for breath.  
 
 
"#$@!! Molly, I'm sorry... you alright?" He said through clenched teeth.
 
 
"Yeah boss... my fault... should have spoke first." She croaked as her breathing slowly returned to normal.  
 
 
She got up after a moment and helped him back up.
 
 
He sighed wearily, "I'm really sorry. I didn't meant to."
 
 
She grabbed his hand and squeezed it lightly.  
 
 
"Don't worry about it. You're under a lot of stress. Not the worst that's happened to me by a long shot!" she said trying to make light of it.
 
 
"What time is it?" He asked.
 
 
"A bit after seven." She replied.
 
 
"Seven? Shit! I said one hour! That was more than two!"
 
 
"Actually, and hour and 45 minutes. The other two wanted me to leave you be. .. I wanted to let you sleep too, but figured you'd be angrier if we left you to sleep than if we woke you up a bit late." She said
 
 
He gave off a frustrated sigh, "Rather have been woken up earlier but... I probably could have slept all night."  
 
 
She helped him to his feet and tried to help him. He waved her off, though, and started off himself. His body was weak from blood loss still and he was still half asleep so he stumbled a bit at first but caught himself. Molly moved forward in case he fell, but he righted hiself and got his muscles to start cooperating better.
 
 
"You sure you're strong enough?" she asked.
 
 
"I have to be...Maybe you can't understand but.." He said.
 
 
She put a hand on his arm, "I understand. You're one of the strongest men I've ever met. you can trust me with your weaknesses though."  
 
 
He stopped, "Thanks... I don't have many I can do that 'round an' I just lost one of them."
 
 
"You didn't lose her... not permanently."  She replied
 
 
"Wish I was sure of that." He replied.
 
 
She tried to give him hope but she felt her words were hollow. If he did not love Valentine so much she'd have done everything she could to get rid of her... for both of their sake. She wanted him badly, but not at the expense of his happiness.  
 
 
to be continued.....
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Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
The cowboy left the country, the campfire has gone out
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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2768 - Jun 29th, 2021, 11:04pm
 
(Note: Black words are mine original, Blue are copied from previous posts for continuity, and italicized and underlined blue words were added in by me for character perspective changes)
 
 
 
Hondo mustered his will and strode out of the room to the main hanger area. Tonya was not in sight but the older Valentine was. She was sitting on one of the old couches going through her bag. She looked up as he and Molly came into the area. Molly trotted off towards the Bronco as Hondo continued over to Valentine.
 
 
"You're awake." She said
 
 
Hondo frowned, "Yeah, late but at least I'm up, though some would have gone against my wishes all together."
 
 
She chuckled, "You forget I've dealt with one exactly like you before. I was way harder to him than I should have been and I regret it greatly, but he was harder on himself than anyone was. Sometimes I had to go against his wishes for his own good too."
 
 
His frown deepened, "That's between you an' your husband. I'm not him. My Valentine shot me, remember?"
 
 
Valentine frowned at his coarse words. "I'm sorry. You're right I just... I just wished I had tried to protect my Hondo more. Maybe... maybe he'd still be here with me and not missin'."
 
 
Hondo's prickly demeanor faded, leaving a light frown behind, "Sorry. Didn't mean it like that. I just... I am dealin' with things that you don't fully know 'bout. I need to be at camp an' check on things an' be seen a bit. Even when my Val an' I are doin' well I sometimes keep the details on why I ask for somethin' to myself so I alone carry that burden. I'm sure yours does the same."
 
 
"I'm sure he does, but I wish he didn't. Not that I've made it easy for him to share.... Since you and your Valentine aren't talkin' who are you protectin'?" She asked
 
 
He sighed, "Several folks, I reckon. I need to check on Maggie, make sure Zoey is alright and let her know I'm fine. Let the camp see me...."
 
 
She cut him off, "Not what do you have to do, but who are you protectin'? You are tryin' to keep some of this from someone."
 
 
"I'm tryin' to keep my girls from worrryin' an' tryin' to keep Jefe from worryin' 'bout all this." He replied
 
 
"Fernando? I'm not sure he needs protectin' from anythin'." She said as she shook her head.
 
 
"Have you been that much inside yourself?" he asked almost as if her reply annoyed him.
 
 
She cocked her head, "I don't understand."
 
 
"I just expected more from you. Most seem him as the man of mystery, the ladies man, the unstoppable spy, an' to a few who know him better, a time lord. Truth is, Jefe is like any other real man. He gets tired, lonely, stressed, sick, has bad days, an' needs rest. I've seen him the last several days. Findin' you, the other you, my Val, took a toll on him too. That's not countin' all the stress we've gotten from havin' to deal with in this #$@!ed up hell hole! He's tired, stressed, an' gettin' headaches again. This with Val is my problem... He's my friend. The best one I've had, but I'll not add to his burdens with my shit any further if I can help it!"  He replied firmly.
 
 
"I guess I did let my own shit blind me. I... I just always saw him as a tower of strength. Not that I did not see you, my Hondo, that way too, but I was angry with them both for a long time. Now that I think on it, I think I hurt him, Fernando, too. He tried to help me. I always thought it was just for you, but maybe... maybe it was for me too." She looked down at the floor, a sad but thoughtful look on her face.
 
 
 
He sighed, "You can bet it all without it bein' a gamble on the fact he did it for both of us an' that you hurt us both with your anger."
 
 
 
Valentine nodded, "They say you hurt those you love, but I never put a lot of stock in it before. I've a lot of sins to rectify.... I hope to God you both are still alive. I have a lot of apologizin' to do."
 
 
"I though you said you two made up?" He asked
 
 
"I just saw how much I was hurtin' my family and realized how angry I had allowed myself to be, so I started bein' nicer. ... I never really apologized nor thought a lot about tryin' to undo the damage I caused. Just tried to not cause more.... You.. bein' round you, it made me remeber how things were... how I was.... how we were. You, me, Fernando ... we were a team. Him marryin' you-know-who was a bit hard on you, as she hates your guts, but we were still a team and you were there for him and me.... I just failed to be there for either of you." She said
 
 
"Wait, when you say you-know-who...?" He asked
 
 
"Yes, Jeanette. They were married for a while. Hopefully not in this time line, though." She said
 
 
"For a while?" He asked
 
 
She shook her head, "As much as what's happenin' to your group doesn't match up to what I know should have happened, I can't risk sayin' more there. What I know could happen or it could be different.... I truly hope for everyone it is different."  
 
 
Molly returned about then with a fresh shirt, clean canvas vest, a pocket pistol, a 1911 colt commander and back holster, a green canvas chore length duster, and his hat, which she had cleaned up.
 
 
"I grabbed some things for you. Hope they work." She said with a smile.
 
 
He forced a smile and nodded, "Thank you, Molly. I'd have gotten it."
 
 
"I'm here to help, Boss. It's the least I can do." she replied
 
 
Valentine looked between them but said nothing for the moment. He took the shirt and tried to put it on but stretching like that hurt him, especially now since his should had stiffened up. Molly set the rest of the stuff down and helped him get his shirt on.
 
 
"Thanks, Molly. It's a bit embarassin' bein' like this." He said with a frown.
 
 
She smiled, "No need for that. Like I said, you can share your weakness with me."
 
 
He nodded, "Thanks."
 
 
She moved in front of him and buttoned up his shirt for him, after a moment they found themselves staring into each others eyes as she worked. In that moment the world seemed to almost stand still, that was until Valentine spoke up and pulled them out of their own thoughts.
 
 
"That Bio-pill hasn't worked yet, I take it?" She asked rather loudly.
 
 
Molly looked down at the floor then walked over to grab his vest and coat to help him with. Hondo half turned to look at her with one eyebrow quirked. He thought it might be his imagination but he got the feeling from the look in her eyes that she was jealous... and worried.
 
 
"Not yet anyway. Those take a day or more still, dependin' on the injury, ya know. Will see how I'm doin' in the mornin'." He replied
 
 
"Well, you'll need these to make your masquerade work." She said as she stood up and handed him some blue and green pills.
 
 
"What are these?" He asked.
 
 
"For pain an energy. They are somethin' that Fernando started havin' us stock in our med bags after the happenin'. We've all teken them more than once. Don't know what they are exactly. I know my herbs but chemical meds I'm not too sure on. You should be able to move almost as if you aren't hurt. Be careful though, as you are hurt. You over do it and you'll be laid up bad when they wear off. The energy ones won't make you hyper but after all that blood loss they will keep you from collapsin'." She said.
 
 
He took them from her with a nod, "I hope they work."
 
 
She sighed, "They do. I saw you take out almost a damn army on a couple bottles of these. A couple of our kids were taken, and Fernando was hurt. You were full of holes too.... you made it through on these bastards alone but we almost lost you after... Just be careful."
 
 
"I will be. Need to go get some water from the room." He said.
 
 
"I can get it!" Molly said but he waved her off.
 
 
She was going to go with him but Valentine's voice stopped her.
 
 
"Molly. Let him do it." she said
 
 
Molly sighed, "He needs to take it easier though."
 
 
"I know, but... I have somethin' to say to you without him." Valentine replied
 
 
Molly turned to her with a questioning look, "What's wrong?"
 
 
Valentine frowned, "Nothin' yet, but I see the way you look at him... and how he's starting to look at you. Do not get between him and his wife."
 
 
"I don't know what you mean," Molly lied, trying to sound innocent.
 
 
"Don't waste that on me! In my past you weren't the only one who tried to comfort my husband when he was hurtin', but I never shot him either. He's vulnerable right now and him version of me caused him a lot of pain. Maybe this sounds selfish or somethin', but I know she needs him as much as he needs her. you two might do alright together, but not what they can do together." Valentine said coldly.
 
 
"So no matter how much you hurt him I should let him be hurt and not try to help him?" Molly said angrily.
 
 
Valentine turned away, "That's not what I meant! They need a chance at being together! ... I'd spare him all this if I could but..."  
 
 
"I think it is just selfishness on your part! She's hurting him! I want to stop his pain! only... only I know how he feels about her. I want to help them get back together for his sake but if she doesn't straighten up I'm moving in and will try to ease his pain! If you Valentines were more worried about easin' you husbands pains like he is about easin' yours then I and other like me would not have a reason to try to step in!" Molly hissed.
 
 
Valentine looked down at the floor, a mix of grief and anger coursed through her being. She looked up after a moment but stopped as she saw Hondo coming back. He looked at them both and raised an eyebrow.
 
 
"Everythin' alright?" He asked
 
 
Molly forced a smile, "Yeah. Just talking about how we women can best help our men and how some of us fail."
 
 
Valentine turned away for a moment to recompose herself, which Hondo did not miss. Molly helped him on with his coat then handed him his had and weapons.
 
 
"Ready to go back to camp?" She asked
 
 
He nodded, "I am, but I need you to stay here."
 
 
Molly shook her head, "You shouldn't go alone."
 
 
"I need you to watch here. I'll be fine. Shouldn't be gone for more than a couple hours. Valentine here has people who might catch up with her an' I have a feelin' Hector is still prowlin' 'round. I need you here to help Tonya in case things go bad. These pills should keep me together for now." he said.
 
 
She nodded, "Aright. Just be safe. Your girls, as well as others of us, still need you, boss."
 
 
He grinned slightly, "I'm not your boss."
 
 
He turned to the older Valentine, "You be here when I get back?"
 
 
She turned back to him and nodded, though she looked a bit distraught.  
 
 
"Yeah, I should be unless things go bad and I have to run. Should be here until mornin' at least. I'll know if things changed enough for me to be comfortable with going." she replied a bit quietly.
 
 
He nodded, "Alright. I'll be back then."
 
 
He turned and walked to the Bronco without saying anything further. Valentine turned and headed back to the dirigible, leaving only Molly to watch him until he drove out of sight.
 
 
Getting into the Bronco hurt him a bit but once he was settled in the pain receded. As he drove his wounds started to feel partly numb and partly warm, the pills kicking in he figured. He also felt a bit more awake and less like his body was dragging. It was no so much a euphoric feeling, but it was as if it took little effort to move his limbs now. He started feeling almost too good, which scared him a bit as he had not felt himself in days.  
 
 
As he approached camp he saw some sort of crowd in camp. At first he was worried something was wrong, but as he approached he saw it was some of the military folks, the kids, a bunch of gear, and a couple others from the camp like Ruth and Joanne. He pulled up along side the camper and got out. The pain was minimal as he got out, which was good as it meant he could play it off as being better than he was.
 
 
After he got out and shut the door he ambled over the the group to see what was going on. As he approach, he came up to Ruth and Joanne, Joanne turning and recognizing him first.
 
 
"Mr Hondo?" She said a bit surprised.
 
 
"Howdy Miss Jo. How's it goin'?" He asked
 
 
"Not too bad, and you can call me just Jo." she said
 
 
"When you call me just Hondo." He replied.
 
 
"Hondo, you alright?" Ruth asked.
 
 
"I'm fine, was just a scratch." He said
 
 
Ruth hook her head, "We aw it all. That was no scratch. How you are on your feet is beyond me.... I know what happened must have been hard on you. She'll come around, but we are sorry you had to go through that."
 
 
"Nothin' for you to be sorry 'bout. Not any of your doin'." He replied
 
 
"Maybe not, but we are women and we see how you look at her. We know it has to be hard on you and after everything you have done for us, well, we are still sorry it happened." SHe replied
 
 
He nodded, "I thank ya for the sentiments. Just, if neither of ya have said anythin' to Fernando 'bout it, I ask you keep it to yourselves."  
 
 
"You've not told him?" Joanne asked
 
 
Hondo shook his head, "He has enough stress at the moment. Speakin' of him, stress, an' the moment, what's he got goin' on here?"
 
 
"Trying to help these kids. Especially after what they went through today." Ruth said
 
 
"Today? What happened??" Hondo asked.
 
 
"Lawmen took a bunch of them. Tortured the older cat girl and that Minerva girl, the hamster wessen. He had to kill several lawmen to save them. They even came at him here!" Joanne said.
 
 
"What?! #$@!! Damn! Shit!!" He swore violently under his breath and shook his head
 
 
He sighed hard and continued to shake his head, "#$@!.. an' I wasn't here like I should have been to help."
 
 
"It's not your fault. You should be off resting or something after your ordeal." Ruth said.
 
 
He shook his head, "No. I'm his second, his back-up. Damn. Lettin' everyone down these days."
 
 
Ruth put a hand on his arm but did not say anything as she was not sure what to saw, especially after the day he had. She knew he had to be hurt worse than he was showing, but how he was not acting hurt, she did not know. After a moment he settled down and spoke again.
 
 
"So, Anythin' I can help with here or am I too late for that too?" he asked flatly.
 
 
"That's what we were going to talk to you about." Joanne said but the sound of another familiar voice cut her off from saying further.
 

Hondo, did Ms Ruth or Ms Joanne talked to you already?” Fernando asked, pulling Ruth, Joanne, and Hondo's attention to him.
 
“No, I just got here to see what is goin’ on.” Hondo answers.
 
“Well, I got 35 kids and 4 adults, that is 9 kids per adult, except one adult will have 8. Ruth and Joanne are going to let me use their campers for them to sleep in on top of my camper until we can find a more permanent solution for them. Now I’ll ask you directly since you are here; 1) can the truck’s bench seats fold down to a bed? And whether they can or cannot, can we ask to use your truck for the small group of 8 to sleep in?”
 
“I would have to discuss that with Val, as we are still at odds with each other though we mostly made up.” Hondo says, lying in part to keep him from worrying about them.
 
“Let me know as soon as you can, I want these kids sleeping by 9PM.” Fernando says to him. He then turns to Ruth, “How much food from dinner is left over?”
 
“Not much.” Ruth answers.
 
“Is there enough sweet water juice for all the kids?” Fernando asks.
 
“If I gave everyone 3/4 of a cup, then yes.” Ruth answers.
 
“Alright. It is up to you and I can maybe get the teens to help you again, but in my camper refrigerator are 100 frozen vegetable rolls. They only take 10 minutes in the oven to cook. It’s that I do not have an oven. You can also fry them, takes about the same time to fry them but a frying pan is smaller than an oven. If you start after the intro, the kids can have a small supper of vegetable roll and juice at around 7o’clock or so. Everyone else can have a spring roll and whatever is left. Again, it is up to you.” Fernando tells her.
 
Ruth nods, “I’ll get it done for you.”
 
“Thank you. But this is for them, not me. Take about 50 rolls out, so we can have them for tomorrow. And after the kids get one, give the one to the adults, and then to our Wessens: Karl, Marvin, La La, Li Li, and Terri. The rest goes to whoever you think deserves one.” Fernando explains.

 
 
Hondo listened for a bit longer then slipped away as he felt he was not needed her further. He wanted to help the kids, but talking to Valentine weighed heavily on him and he was not sure she was in the right frame of mind to even deal with this right now either. He tried to muster up strength to go talk to her but he was not finding it. He started towards the camper then turned and walked to his trailer. He was not ready now, but maybe in a bit he would be, or so he tried to convince himself.
 
 
As he walked he heard another familiar voice call out, that grabbed his attention.
 
 
"Papa?" Zoey said as she walked around from the back side of Fernando's van with Macey.  
 
 
She ran up to him, but stopped short. Even though he tried earlier to not let her know she caused him pain, Macey had seen it and told her later to be careful with him as she had hurt him.  
 
 
He held out his hand and waved her to him, "Come here, kitty."
 
 
She trotted up to him, and squealed a bit as he picker her up, hugged her tightly and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
 
 
she laughed as he did so, "Papa! Stop! *giggle* *giggle*!"  
 
 
"What, gettin' too old for some love from me?" He said with a grin as he put her down.
 
 
she shook her head, "No, just wasn't expecting it and when you do that it makes my tummy tickle.. than and your mustache tickles my cheek."
 
 
Macey walked up slowly but kept her distance.
 
 
"How you doin' tonight, Macey?" He asked.
 
 
"I'm okay." She said hesitantly.
 
 
"Don't worry, I'll not do that to you... unless ya want." He said with a wink.
 
 
"No, I'm good." She said.
 
 
"No one's looking, Macey. You can get a hug if you want!" Zoey said.
 
 
Macey scowled a bit and whispered angrily, "I thought you said you'd not say I told you about that!"
 
 
"I said I'd not tell anyone else you let your uncle hug you and you liked it! He was there. He knows!" Zoey whispered back matching Macey's tone.
 
 
Macey sighed, "You're right.... sorry." She said a bit flatly.
 
 
SHe looked around quickly and seeing no one looking at them gave Hondo a quick hug.
 
 
"You okay, uncle Hondo?" she asked as she hugged him.
 
As she stepped back he nodded, "I'll be alright. Molly has me bandaged up alright an' I took a couple of pain killers. Will probably be a bit sore tomorrow but after some sleep I should be fine."
 
 
"Why is Mama still so mad? She scares me." Zoey asked
 
 
Hondo pulled her to him and held her at his side with one arm, "I don't know, Kitten. I wish I did."
 
 
"You gonna marry Molly instead?" Macey asked
 
 
"Molly? What gave you that idea?" He asked
 
 
"She's nice to you and we seen how she looks at you, not angry like Mama does." Zoey said.
 
 
Hondo frowned, "I don't know who is sayin' what, but Val is just sick right now. She went through some bad things which is makin' her depressed and hurt inside. Her mind is a bit sick because of that. She just needs us to love her an' try to understand until she gets well."
 
 
His words rang a bit hollow in his own ears, as though he did love her he was running out of understanding after what happened today.  
 
 
"What is she doesn't get well?" Zoey asked.
 
 
"Molly's sorta nice, I guess, unless you don't like wessens." Macey said
 
 
Zoey frowned and looked at the ground and Macey's face took on a bit of a panicked look as she realized what she said.
 
 
"Zoey! I didn't mean..!" Macey said in a panic.
 
 
Zoey shook her head,"It's okay... I know what I am."  
 
 
Hondo hunched down and looked Zoey in the eyes, "I don't think Macey meant anythin' bad there, kitten. We know what you are too. You're a very sweet girl who we love very much. That you're wessen doesn't  make us feel any different an' it doesn't make you any less than the rest of us, no matter what you've heard."
 
 
"We are just sentient farm animals... that what my last owner told us." Zoey said
 
 
"Well, he's a fool. Right Macey?" Hondo asked turning to Macey for the moment.
 
 
"Right... Uncle Hondo.... Zoey, I did not mean anything bad by it.... I'm sorry. I didn't think. I just know some men don't like wessen women. I did not even think about it making you feel bad." Macey said
 
 
Zoey nodded, wiped her eyes and spoke quietly, "I know. Just feeling a bit lonely and scared with Papa hurt, Tonya being boy crazy, and Mama angry. I know I've not been here long, and at first sleeping over with you seemed like camping but now.... I'm feeling like I lost a home again."
 
 
"You've not lost a home, believe me. An' though I have nothin' against wessen women, honestly, I don't want to hear this talk 'bout Molly repeated. She's a good friend is all. Val has me upset an' she's upset from losin' James, so we understand each other a bit is all. " He said
 
 
"What... what if Mama doesn't get better and leaves? Would you marry Molly then?" Zoey asked
 
 
Hondo sighed, "Not thought 'bout it an' don't plan on havin' to. If Val leaves me I'll think 'bout it after that. For now, though, I don't want to hear 'bout it again. I don't want to think 'bout it an' Val does not need to hear these things, alright?"
 
 
They both nodded.
 
 
"Alright, Papa." Zoey said
 
 
"okay, Uncle Hondo... sorry." Macey said with a shrug.
 
 
"Can I still come spend the night with you tonight, Papa?" Zoey asked.
 
 
"Would you mind stayin' with Macey  and Uncle Fernando for another night? I might have some things to do tonight." He said
 
 
She frowned, "I guess I can."
 
 
Macey leaned over to her and tried to whisper, but it was a bit loud, "he needs to rest. We'll be fine with my daddy."
 
 
Zoey nodded at Macey then looked up at Hondo, "Yeah, I'll stay with Macey and Uncle Fernando as long as you need me too."
 
 
He smiled and gave her another quick hug, "Thanks, kitten. I know it's hard on ya, but I appreciate you bein' brave for me."
 
 
She smiled, nodded, and turned to go away. She started off first as Macey turned to Hondo.
 
 
"I'll watch over her this time, Uncle Hondo. I promise." Macey said seriously.
 
 
He nodded, "Thanks little lady."
 
 
a slight smile betrayed the edges of her serious look right before he turned away and jogged to catch up to Zoey. As she caught up she put her arm around Zoey's should and said something that was just barely audible to hondo's ears.
 
 
"Looks like you're stuck with me for now, kid."
 
 
Hondo could not help but chuckling to himself and shaking his head as he watched them go. His frown slipped though as he looked back at the camper. The memory of Valentine's anger and her shooting at Molly... at him.... it festered in his belly and almost made him feel ill. As he thought Molly returned to his mind, as did what the girls said. If Valentine left could he be happy with Molly? Could she fill the hole in his heart that he felt grow with every sharp word from Valentine and from every time the image of her standing there with that gun in her hand pointed at them?
 
 
He started to head to the camper again but turned back to the camper again but turned away again and headed to his trailer to grab a few things. It took him a while to get what he was after, as the trailer was getting extremely full these days, but he managed to get a bit of food to take to the hanger, some more clothes, weapons, and some tools from it and moved them to the bronco. He took his time doing so, pausing occasionally to try to get up the nerve to go in the camper but just could not do it.  
 
 
After he finished loading things he walked around the camp for a bit, trying to sort his thoughts. He looked for Marvin to ask him to not tell Fernando about earlier, but Fernando must have had him busy as he was not finding him. He did run into Ruth again at one point who stopped him again.
 
 
"You talk to Valentine about the camper?" She asked
 
 
He sighed and shook his head, "No... Not yet."
 
 
"Can't face her yet, I guess." She said
 
 
He scowled at first then sighed and nodded.
 
 
"Yeah.... What she did today... it was a deep hurt." He said
 
 
"You're hurt worse than you're letting on." Ruth said
 
 
He looked away from her, "I wasn't talkin' physically hurt."
 
 
She sighed, "I know what you meant. I'm a woman, remember? We are the ones who know emotions the best, but I also saw you hit and when you speak of her you absent mindedly put you right arm across your chest."
 
 
He gave a weak chuckle, "Heh, no offense, but I reckon I didn't know you were that observative."
 
 
She shrugged, "We are women alone in a mans world, Don't get me wrong, you and Fernando we know are there for us and we could never pay you back, even we gave you of ourselves for the rest of time, but you have your own lives and we need to find our own. Knowledge is power, but not when you go saying everything you know. Watching and waiting for the right information or the right opportunities."
 
 
"I'm sure you'll do fine on whatever ya put your mind to." Hondo said
 
 
Ruth put a hand on his arm, "Are you going to be alright?"
 
 
He sighed and looked away for a moment. After a moment he looked down then back at her.
 
 
"I don't know. I'll heal physically, though I'd not be upright without some pain pills right now. If she had hit eight inches to the right I'd be in less pain right now, though. " He said
 
She squeezed his arm gently, "Take care of yourself, Hondo, and don't be afraid to ask for some help."
 
 
He nodded and walked off. As she watched him walk away she wished he'd not asked her to not tell Fernando.  
 
 
(to be continued... (Sorry, will fully catch up to your post tomorrow, Jefe.))
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Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
The cowboy left the country, the campfire has gone out
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Reply #2769 - Jun 30th, 2021, 11:16pm
 
As Hondo left Ruth he finally settled himself enough to try to talk to Valentine. I was not that he was scared of her, but he was of himself. She had hurt him, and that was bad enough, but she let her anger endanger the camp. Beyond that she had pulled a gun on an unarmed woman who had tried to help her, though he was getting the feeling that Molly was doing it more for his sake. Inside him was a bag of mixed emotions and, frankly, right now he was not sure which one would come out. He had messed up with Valentine too much already, or so he and her seemed to think, but both for different reasons.  
 
 
As he approached the door he paused and decided to knock. Before he could the door popped open and Maggie popped out shutting the door behind her.
 
 
"How are you even on your feet?" Maggie asked incredulously.
 
 
"Pills, ... but its not as bad as it looked." Hondo replied
 
 
Maggie shook her head, "I've been in medical too long to know that to be true! You're hurt bad!"
 
 
"I don't have time to be hurt bad. Jefe has enough on his plate as is, an' these jackals will move in faster than you can blink if they suspect a weakness." He said in a low voice.
 
 
She shivered a bit, "I trust you now, but you still scare me a bit. Anyone who crosses men as stubborn and you and Fernando are stupid and bound to lose."
 
 
"Well, it'd be easier on all of us if they realized it now an' just gave up!" He replied with a bit of a grin playing at one edge of his mouth.
 
 
"You come to check on us or need something?" Maggie asked, figuring a man like him at a time like this was not just stopping by to shoot the breeze.
 
 
"Both, actually. First, you alright?" He asked
 
 
She nodded, "Yeah. I'm fine. Easier to be brave when people trust in you."
 
 
"Val get violent again?" He asked
 
 
"No. I'm just afraid she might harm herself. She's barely stopped sobbing since it happened." Maggie replied
 
 
Hondo nodded grimly, "Hmm. But she's alright otherwise?"
 
 
Maggie nodded, "Yeah. I think her eye's opened a bit late and now instead of trying to blame others for her pain she's blaming herself for other's pain... you're and the girls mostly."
 
 
Hondo sighed, "Yeah.... Yeah, a bit late, though unfortunately."
 
 
"She hurt you you in more ways than one, I know.... You mad at her?" She asked
 
 
"I don't know what I am right now, honestly. " He said with a shrug.
 
 
"I guess that's to be expected. You've not even given yourself the time to process. You need to.... before you talk to her. She's too frail emotionally to be able to handle you not knowing what you feel and possibly being all over the map." She said
 
 
"Maybe so, but Fernando wanted to use the front of the truck to give some kids a place to sleep... I told her the camper is her's so she needs to be asked... Tryin' to keep Fernando out of it as he has enough stress without dealin' with mine, an' knowin' him he'd try to help shoulder mine too." He said
 
 
"He's a good friend to have. You are lucky." She said
 
 
"I reckon I am." He replied
 
 
"But, I really don't think Val could handle that or guests right now. I can try to keep her locked down for now to keep her out of Fernando's hair.... I'll not say you can't see her, but I am saying I think its best to wait." She said
 
 
He sighed and nodded, "Alright... I feel for those kids an' will just hafta make it up to them. Should try to get him to let them stay at the hanger, plenty of beds, but probably safer here with the military."
 
 
She nodded, "Probably... Be careful out there, and please, get some rest."
 
 
"I'll try. Call me on the radio if there is trouble. Otherwise just try to stay locked in here until morning." He said
 
 
She nodded and watched him turn and walk away. Once he disappeared around the other side of the Bronco she went back in and locked the door.  
 
 
He walked around the Bronco and stopped to lean against it. He was not hurting or losing energy yet, but something inside him told him he needed to take it easy. His mind was a jumble as he leaned there for a bit. He shook his head as he just did not know what to think or feel about any of it still. When he tried to make sense of it all, all he could see was Valentine pointing that gun at Molly. He could hear the roar, see the flash, and feel the burn all over again, and though when it happened, Valentine's face showed horror, the anger it had showed moments before was the face that was etched in his mind. None of it made any sense to him. He was not sure he recognized her anymore and it made him feel very much alone once again.
 
 
He shook it off after a moment and walked around the back side of the Bronco's trailer. The Major's men had gotten some water but had not filled all the tanks yet as things kept happening. Hondo pulled out the hose and hooked it up to the tank in the trailer and pumped the rest of it's contents into the camper, to get it empty so he could fill it back up in the morning. The little electric pump made short work of the tank, but what was left barely half filled the campers tank. Once done he coiled the hose back up and leaned against the tail gate for a moment, trying not to think too much, but finding his mind wandering without his permission.  
 
 
Luckily his mind did not have long to wander as a familiar voice once again pulled him back to his senses. It was that of Fernando, who was being followed by a couple of the yound women who had been with the kids.
 
 
“Excuse me, Hondo. How are things?” Fernando says and asks.
 
 
“Oh, wus up Jefe... I have not been able to talk to Val about the space yet.” Hondo replies, knowing it was barely the truth.
 
 
“That is not what I’m here about.” Fernando says to him. He takes out the radio from his pocket and hands it to him, “I was in town and heard a couple of Wessens arguing to somebody with a Spanish Accent on this radio, so I pretended to walk by him and bump him by accident, making his radio disappear from his pocket and into mine – if you know what I mean.” Fernando tells him.
 
 
Hondo nods as he takes the radio. He nods, “Looks like a rent-a-mall-cop radio from back in the day.”
 
 
“I thought so too. So look up the Business Band frequencies and see what those color dots match up to. But they were talking on that channel, I did not changed the channel since I got it, hopefully he had not either.” Fernando tells him.
 
 
“I’ll be listening in on it then.” Hondo says.
 
 
“OK, we’ll talk later then.” Fernando tells him. He then turns to the ladies behind him, “Let’s go.”

 
 
Hondo waited until he left and looked down at the radio in his hand. It was a distraction at least. He went back to the trailer behind the camper and pulled out a small homemade laptop, a couple jump drives and a radio book. Once he had them he headed back to the Bronco, climbed in, and headed back to the hanger. He hated letting Fernando and those kids down, but that's all he seemed to be good at lately, was letting people down.
 
 
 
Hondo took his time, but it was not a long drive to the hanger. Once there he was met by the three ladies there. He showed them the food he grabbed and The older valentine and Tonya grabbed it and set to throw together a light supper. Molly lingered back though.
 
 
"Holding together, boss?" She asked
 
 
He nodded, "Yeah... Pills are workin' at the moment. Got a bit of work to do too."
 
 
"Nothing too strenuous, I hope." She said
 
 
He shook his head and held up the radio, "Gotta find the frequency of this bastard an' listen for chatter on it."
 
 
She nodded, "That doesn't sound too bad. .. Need help?"
 
 
"I think I'd rather be alone for a while, if ya don't mind." He said.
 
 
She nodded, patted him on the arm and went to join Tonya and Valentine, Though her and the older Valentine were still walking circles around each other, they tried to act cordial in front of Tonya at least.
 
 
Hondo sat at a workbench with the laptop booted up in front of him as he randomly flipped through the book he had brought too, trying to cross reference the radio brand, then find it's setup by band. As he read Tonya brought him over a bowl of skillet chili and some pan bread they had whipped up from what he had brought, some food that was left, and some supplies Valentine had bought.  
 
 
The ladies ate and cleaned up at the same time, leaving Hondo to himself. After they were done Molly retreated to the master bedroom Hondo had used to get a shower,  Valentine returned to the dirigible deck to tinker a bit, and Tonya found a book and curled up on the couch. Other than the clink of tools and the occasional computer key press the hanger was quiet.  
 
 
A bit later as Hondo thought he had it pretty well figured out the radio Fernando gave him squealed to life. A familiar Spanish accent came over the radio.
 
 
"Compadres, be ready for distraction in twenty minutes. The cold ones will be paying a visit to the camp of this fake time walker. They will know who we are and will give the fear and respect Os Animas deserve! Acknowledge Compadres." The voice said.
 
 
Hondo frowned, knowing it was Hector on the radio. Several others acknowledged but there was a long bit of silence after. The radio then crackled to life again.
 
 
"Do not fear that some have not responded as some are watching a flower for me. I will join you all once I have paid my respects. Hasta pronto. over y out." the voice said and then the radio waves went silent.
 
 
As Hondo scribbled down what was said on a piece of paper, he failed to see Tonya get up silently and slip out. She too recognized the voice and hoped that she was the flower of whom he was going to pay his respects to.
 
 
As Hondo finished writing, the other radio in his pocket squealed to life with another familiar voice.
 
 
“Righteous Cowboy, this is the Medic, are you out there?” Fernando's voice called out over the radio.
 
 
Hondo fished it out of his pocket, but it took a moment, as though he was not hurting still, thanks to those pills, his shoulder had stiffened up a bit.  
 
 
Fernando's hail sounded again as he finally pulled the radio free from his coat pocket, “Righteous Cowboy, this is the Medic, are you out there?”
 

“Medic, I have some information for you.” A voice replies belonging to Hondo.
 
 
“Then say it.” Fernando replies.
 
 
“That radio you gave me, I intercepted a conversation. It said somethin’ about sendin’ the cold ones to the check the camp.” Hondo replies.
 
 
“Alright. Let me ask... In your mind, can a Wessen be of lizard origin?” Fernando asks.  
 
 
“You would know better than I, but I reckon it is possible with genetic engineerin’.” Hondo replies.
 
 
“Then I dare ask though I already know the answer, if a human/lizard Wessen is possible, I would dare say, a human/crocodile or human/alligator hybrid – where would those in Lab Town get an alligator or a crocodile for the base DNA? This area is too cold for lizard, let alone a crocodile or alligator.” Fernando says and asks.
 
 
“They could have gotten a croc or an ali from Down South from some of the blimps goin’ to those areas. But Medic, you forgot one thin’ – as cold as this place can be, there are snakes in this area – particularly diamond back rattlers like that one you said bit that little girl you treated.” Hondo explains.
 
 
Fernando nods as he thinks about it. A human/snake hybrid, a venomous snake that can kill a person with one bite. He replies. “OK, got that. Now, is Maggie with you? I heard she left the campsite with you.”
 
 
Hondo paused a moment before replying, “She is with me.”  
 
 
“Alright. I’ll do a partial night patrol with our people and the Major’s men to make sure all bases are covered. Medic out.” Fernando tells him.
 
 
Hondo replies, “Righteous cowboy – out.”

 
 
Hondo sighed as he placed the radio back in his pocket. He did not like this at all. He shut the laptop down and closed the book he had, before stacking them on each other and getting up. He looked around and noticed Tonya was gone, but he did not connect her being gone and the radio message yet. He walked over to the kitchen area and dug around for some whiskey.  He found a bottle and some dusty glasses of which he pulled out one, blew it off and poured himself an unhealthy amount. As he corked the bottle he heard footsteps behind him. He turned to See Molly in a robe, toweling off her hair.
 
 
"Feel better?" He asked
 
 
She nodded and smiled, "Mmhmm! Nothing like a hot shower after a day like today. Did not realize how bruised up I was until now. Valentine must be half black and blue!"
 
 
Hondo frowned and looked down into his glass. Molly saw this and with a light gasp, and a frown, she quickly stepped up to him and put a hand on his arm.
 
 
"Oh, Hondo, I'm... I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking." Molly said with a touch of horor in her voice from realizing what she said and how he must feel.
 
 
He nodded, "It's alright. I know ya didn't mean anythin' by it. Sorry you got hurt helpin' me, though."
 
 
She smiled, "I don't mind. You wouldn't want to help me out by rubbing a few sore muscles, would you?"
 
 
"Molly,... I know you want somethin' with me but... I can't think 'bout ifs right now. I made a pledge to Val to be hers always, that means in good an' bad. Only she can free me from that an' it's not a thing I wish. I think I'd enjoy bein' in your arms an' feelin' some love an' care right now.... but not at her expense... not at our expense. If she sets me free then maybe, but know... as mixxed as my emotions are, an' as angry as she made me, I do not wish to be set free.... I hope you understand." He said with a frown.
 
 
She let go of his arm and nodded, a slight frown showing on her face.
 
 
"I know... I guess I let my loneliness overcome me at times... but know I am there if you change your mind... but don't change your mind unless you are sure.... I'm not sure I could take having you take me then dropping me because you regret it." She replied.
 
 
He nodded, "I don't want that for any of us."
 
 
He sighed and hurriedly looked to change the subject, "I was looking for Tonya to ask her somethin', but maybe you know. You hear of an wessen's called the cold ones?"
 
 
Molly's face fell and her pallor seemed to turn pale. she swallowed hard and looked at him with wide eyes.
 
 
"Where...where did you hear that term?" She asked
 
 
Hondo nodded out to the hanger, "On that radio I was foolin' with. Think it was Hector. Said somethin' 'bout the cold ones payin' the camp a visit."
 
 
"You warn Fernando yet?!" She asked in a panic.
 
 
"I did." He said, "Who are they?"
 
 
She sat down on a stool, "Reptile wessens, snakes in this part, though there are others down south. Most other wessens reject them. I've been around one a couple times. Just their presence makes my skin crawl! They are thugs, assassins, brutes, killers! One bite from them would kill even you in a matter of hours, anyone smaller ... minutes. Even their claws are poison."
 
 
"I need to find Tonya." Hondo said as he headed out to the hanger.
 
 
Molly grabbed his arm, "We need to get back to camp."
 
 
Hondo shook his head, "No. They are probably watching us too. Get the Bronco inside and shut the hanger door. I'll go get Valentine."  
 
 
Molly nodded, took the keys from Hondo, and ran off to the Bronco, barely holding her robe together as she ran. Hondo trotted over the the dirigible and called out as he approached.
 
 
"Valentine! Valentine, We need you!" He shouted.
 
 
She popped up over the edge and looked down at him worriedly, "What's wrong?"
 
 
"Tonya with you?" He asked
 
 
"No. why?" She asked
 
 
"You hear of cold ones?" He asked.
 
 
She frowned, "Don't tell me they are comin'."
 
 
"They are goin' to the camp, I know. Might come here too." He said.
 
 
"If you have a sword get it. 00 buck works well too. They have thick skin but they are tough, have double of some organs, and have a big adrenaline reserve. Removin' their heads are best but they are deadly at close range. They move fast too. Don't waste pistol ammo on them unless its large and right at their eye. Their skin is very resistant to bullets. If you have a shotgun aim for the face and try to blind them. Body shots are a crap shoot. Now, what do you want me to do?" She asked
 
 
"Find Tonya. She could be in one of the rooms. We need to regroup in the hanger. If it's Hector, he could be after her."  He said.
 
 
She nodded and disappeared below before returning with a sawed off shotgun and a bowie knife.
 
 
Hondo turned as Molly pulled in with the bronco and jumped out of the driver seat. She had on her boots, and the robe, which was barely tied. She had on a large curved blade and an ammo belt with a double barreled shotgun pistol.
 
 
"They are out there. I can feel it. Thought I saw something too, but it moved too fast.... What's the plan, Boss?" She asked.
 
 
"If we're all here we hold our ground." He said.
 
 
"If we're not?" She asked
 
 
 He gave her a bit of a grin, "We take the fight to them."  
 
 
(To be continued...)
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Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
The cowboy left the country, the campfire has gone out
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