Taylor's Rescue---Updated

The earth night in Chicago was dreary and rainy, but for Taylor O'Rielley, it was either keep moving or risk being caught by her psychotic father and have the life beaten out of her. Not caring whether or not she was soaking wet, Taylor continued to push her bike, Skylark-a gift on her 16th birthday upon completion of the mandatory biker safety classes from Vinnie, Throttle, Modo and Stoker, to it's full capacity. As the miles flew by on the odometer, there was only one thing on Taylor's mind: A safe place where her father Torque couldn't find her and beat her within another inch of her life. Struggling with the fact that she had already lost half a pint of blood from an open wound in her right side and forcing herself to try and focus on the road ahead of her, Taylor's body finally had had enough and she misjudged the curve of the road ahead and slumped over the controls out cold from the loss of blood. As her bike skidded to a stop, tossing Taylor over the windshield, she landed with a sickening thud right flat in the midst of a dark alley in a dirty mud puddle. So begins Taylor's darkest night..

Taylor manages to muster a bit of strength and says to Skylark: Let's 'ear it for 'elmets! It spared me skull from bein cracked open like an egg! Listen to me, I don't care---how far ya--- 'ave to go......just---find-----VINCENT! Uhh (Passes out and drops back into the mud puddle out cold)

Skylark beeps in understanding and automatically tears off down the street in search of it's cherry red counter part and it's rider.

Meanwhile four streets down, the bro's were on their way back to The Last Chance Garage after a night of foiling Limburger's plans when Lil' Hoss detected a familiar bike coming up the street and alerted it's rider to the bike.

Modo stops and listens very carefully to the beeping and looks up to see a familiar bike in front of him and says: SKYLARK? The last I seen of you, was on Mars when we gave you to---NO! Where's Taylor?

Throttle gets off his bike and shines a light on Skylark's seat saying: Hello, what's this?

Vinnie pulls up beside a hysterical Skylark and says: Slow it down Skylark, slow down. What's what bro?

Throttle swipes his fingers in the gooey mess and says: This stuff?

Vinnie gets a good look at Throttle's hand and says: That's

Modo/Throttle/Vinne: BLOOD!

Vinnie: Where's your rider? Where's Jetstream? (Sees a map pop up on Skylark then says) You lead, we'll follow. (Looks up and says) Taylor's the only one other then us, Logan and Stoker who can get near Skylark!

Throttle: If Taylor's here then what're the odds her old man, Torque's, not far behind?

Modo: Too high for my liking! He nearly killed her once before the war started!

Vinnie: If Taylor's here then he's bent on finding and killing her, if he hasn't already!

Charley pulls up and sees a beautiful dirty sky-blue bike and says: What a beauty! Who lost their bike? (reaches out to touch Skylark causing Throttle to elicit a warning)

Throttle sees Charley about to touch Skylark and says: Whoa Charley-girl! Don't try to touch Skylark! He doesn't like strangers very much. Especially when he's like this!

Charley gently touches the sky-blue bike and says: It's alright, I won't hurt you or take you apart. Just let me turn on your tracking device.....(Lays her hand gently on Skylark's tracker panel and turns it on saying) There that wasn't so bad was it? I turned on the tracking device, if this Taylor's wearing a tracker we can home in on their location.

Vinnie in shock: Charley-girl! How did you get Skylark to let you touch him? He's a one owner bike!

Charley: Wasn't hard, Skylark's just afraid of having something done that can't be fixed. 'Sides he seems to know a mechanic's touch. Who fixed him up last?

Throttle mounts his bike saying: Stoker picked him out, Logan-Taylor's older brother paid for him and got him insured under Taylor's name, Vinnie had him customized, I picked the programs to be loaded on to him and Modo picked the paint colour and Harley, the best Mechanic on Mars ensured he was ready for Taylor's sixteenth birthday.

Vinnie hears Skylark continued persistent beeping and says: Alright! alright! We're comin! Go on! We'll follow!

Skylark pivots then tears off back up the street with the bro's and Charley in hot pursuit until he came to the alley where he'd left Taylor, stopped and brightened his headlights illuminating Taylor's crumpled, soaking wet, limp, bruised and bleeding body.

Throttle pulls up, gets off his bike tossing his helmet aside, darts over to the body where he kneels, picks it up and leans it up against his chest and removes the helmet to reveal dark brown hair with a dark blue stripe saying: TAYLOR? Taylor talk to me!

Vinnie pulls up, gets off his bike, drops to his knees beside Taylor and picks up her wrist to feel for the weak pulsing of her pulse and when he finds it he says: Taylor? Taylor? (Turns and says to a waiting Charley) We'll need someone back at the score board waiting to clean and patch Taylor up and Taylor'll be needing dry clothes. If you wanna go back ahead of us go ahead, we'll stay with Taylor.

Charley: Do you want me to take Skylark with me?

Throttle looks up and says: Skylark go with Charley, she'll ensure you get cleaned up and anything broken will be repaired! (Watches as Charley and Skylark took off in the direction of the scoreboard and says to Vinnie who was checking for a pulse) Did you find her pulse?

Vinnie: Yeah it's weak but it's there. Here feel

Throttle picks up Taylor's wrist and feels the weak thumping and says: Her body temp's gone down from the rain, laying in this puddle and from where ever this blood is comin from!

Modo pulls up beside Vinnie, gets off his bike, gently lifts Taylor's jacket and shirt and says: Torque had her cornered and she didn't stand a chance, he's sliced her left side open.

Vinnie: There's no way to treat it here, it's too wet and dirty. How'll we get her back to the score board?

Throttle scoops up Taylor's limp cold body. stands and says: I'll carry her on my bike. It's doubtful she'll wake up anytime soon, she's got one weak pulse.

Modo notices something sticking out of Taylor's inside jacket pocket and says: Hmm, what's this? (Unfolds the paper and nearly drops it saying) Radio frequencies to Mars!

Vinnie reads the note and says: No way! That one's for Carbine and that one's for STOKER! (Glances at the next check in time and compares it with his bike's on board dash clock and says) Man she was due to check in with him three hours ago! She's missed her check in time!

Throttle carefully balances an unconscious Taylor's body stands, walks over to his bike, picks his helmet up, puts it on then replaces Taylor's helmet back on her head,mounts his bike and says: As soon as we get Taylor here out of the rain and out of these clothes, we'll give him a shout. Nine times out of ten he's worried about the lack of radio contact or how ever he's been in touch with her. Now let's get Taylor out of the rain and these clothes!

Carefully balancing an unconscious Taylor, Throttle revved his bike to life and all three bikers tore off at top speed towards the Score board where Charley was waiting with a spick and span Skylark when the bro's returned allowing Throttle to enter first with a still unconscious Taylor in his arms.

Charley: Here I had Kristin's friend Kelly dropped this stuff off for Taylor's privacy when she wakes, if she ever does. Carbine's called---TWICE looking for Taylor and..... (Trails off)

Throttle heads over to the new king sized bed that was set up in a corner for Taylor and lays her down on top of the plastic sheet saying: And what?

Charley: She and Stoker are on their way here. It seems Skylark sent an emergency distress call on behalf of Taylor when Torque showed up at the place that was set up for Taylor's safe keepings. She said they'd be here by at least early tomorrow morning, if not sooner.

Throttle looks down at a badly beaten Taylor and says: Skylark's attached to it's rider and would only send out a distress call if Taylor was in danger. Turns out Torque found Taylor before help could arrive.

Charley: With the way you three talk about Taylor, you never why his father is after him.

Throttle chuckles and says: Sorry Charley-girl, but Taylor's a SHE not a HE. Her given name is Taylor Amanda Jetstream. Her biological father's name was Damien and he was supposedly killed in a work place accident three weeks after Taylor's twelfth birthday and six months later her mother remarried Torque who began beating Taylor, Lauren and Tyson. Mostly focusing on Taylor because she reminded him of Damien.

Charley: What right does that give him to beat a twelve year old? It's not her fault she looks like her dad.

Modo: After the marriage Torque lost his job and bounced around like a jumping bean. Guaranteed you‘d find him at the local bar from 9 A.M. until last call when he‘d be so drunk the bouncers would carry him home and dump him on the couch where he‘d sleep until he woke up. Taylor spent many a fear filled night bouncing from each of our homes trying to stay safe. By the way, any luck in finding some dry clothes for Taylor?

Charley: While cleaning Skylark, I found her back pack with extra clothes and some photo albums and a state of the art, top of the line MP3 Player stashed in the back compartment,obviously that badge on her bag acts as a tracking devise that sends one way signals to Mars so they can track her but it looks like it‘s been tampered with or replaced.

Vinnie takes a look at Taylor‘s medallion and says: It’s been tampered with alright and we know WHO tampered with it. We'll let you get Taylor out of these wet clothes, call us if you need a hand. (Heads away from the bed setting up the privacy screen allowing Charley to remove Taylor's sopping wet clothes and shoes.)

Charley looks down at Taylor and says: Well I may as well get started with your jacket!

Starting with Taylor's biker jacket, Charley sat Taylor up against her and carefully removed one arm from the sleeve until the jacket was off, then tossed it up over the top of the screen from which Throttle removed it and hung it up to drip dry on some towels, followed soon after by Taylor's shirt.

As time went on, Charley had carefully removed all of Taylor's damp clothes and had Taylor dressed in a loose fitting t-shirt and a pair of blue jogging pants and dry socks, while the bro's patiently waited for the privacy partition to be moved, the each took the liberty of wringing out Taylor's sopping wet clothes to see what was salvageable and what had to be discarded.

Finally after two long torturous hours, Charley moved the partition aside to reveal Taylor laying under the bed covers with left side up over her side revealing a nasty gash made from a hunting knife.

Vinnie hears the partition being moved aside and hangs up Taylor's pants saying: How’s Taylor doin?

Charley: Considering the size of the gash on her side, she's lucky Skylark found you when he did, other wise she'd have bled out in that dirty alley. Right now she's resting, but as you can see, her step-father used a hunting knife to slice her side open and it needs to be flushed out and sewn back up by a doctor before it becomes infected. Taylor's developed a high fever from laying in the rain for so long unprotected.

Throttle walks over to Taylor‘s bedside, takes one good look at the wound saying: At least he didn’t slice through any muscles or tendons, it looks like a deep surface wound. I’ll need some distilled water, a pan, lots of cloths, a first aid kit and plenty of bandages.

Charley opens up a first aid kit she carried around, takes it over to Throttle and says: Will peroxide do? Distilled water is expensive and doesn’t thoroughly clean anything.

Throttle takes one good look at the first aide kit and says: This’ll do perfectly for now. (Reaches in and removes a large pad of gauze, then the peroxide, then unscrews the cap from the peroxide and fills the bowl then immerses the gauze pad in it and begins cleaning out Taylor’s wound until all the blood, dirt and pavement bits were gone leaving the wound fully exposed and clean then says) This is deeper then I thought it was, but no muscles or tendons were sliced. It looks like the bleeding stopped and her blood started clotting before she lost more then what she already has. (Hears Carbine’s voice come over the radio saying they were waiting for someone to open the doors and says) Vinnie open the doors and let ‘em land! I’ve got my handsful with Taylor.

Vinnie picks up the remote and presses the red button opening the accordion doors to allow Carbine’s ship to flawlessly land inside the score board.

Once the ship had landed, the door opened, the gangplank came down and out came Stoker followed by Carbine both with very worried looks on their faces.

Stoker looks around and says: Where’s Taylor? Last I heard from her she had to bolt ‘cause Torque found her hiding spot. (Looks up to see Modo coming around the partition and says) Taylor over there?

Modo nods and says while wiping his hands: Yeah she’s around behind the partition resting quietly.

Carbine notices Taylor’s clothes drying on a line and says: I take it none of you changed her?

Charley: No I did, out of respect to Taylor.

Carbine heaves a relieved sigh and says: Good, how bad of shape is Taylor in?

Throttle comes out from around the partition from cleaning then bandaging Taylor's left side with the bowl of dirty water and dirty towels saying: She’s lucky Torque was chased off by Skylark or she’d be dead. Lots of anger and rage built up towards Taylor for him going to prison. How’d he get released anyways? He’s too violent to be out!

Stoker sits in a nearby chair and says: No one knows HOW he got out or how his name even got on the parole list, especially given his violent nature and sadistic tendencies. Is Taylor decent?

Vinnie: Yeah she’s decent, she's behind that screen in a comfy bed Kris’s friend Kelly brought for her to rest in.

Stoker takes a deep breath and looks at Carbine saying: We’d best go see what he’s done this time. By the way, we found Logan’s unit

Vinnie: After all these years? Where is he?

Stoker turns and calls out: LOGAN COME ON OUT! I'm gonna go check on Taylor. (Heads over to the partition and slips around only to be knocked backwards into the chair by Taylor's bed muttering) What the hell has he done? The sick and twisted bastard's gonna get what he has comin to him and he isn't gonna like it! Poor kid, you didn't deserve this. (Thinks about how another young Martian female felt and mutters) So this is what I've been doing to Kristin all this time.....I never stopped to think about how much she puts up with from me until I seen you Taylor. Your bruises have made me see what can't be seen with Kristin. She goes with me to my appointments, even though she stays in the waiting room, she stops up her tears, she's constantly apologizing for screwing up things that were screwed up before she was blamed......I really have to stop taking her for granted....at any time she could be called back to the future and that'll be the last I ever see of her. So many times, I've lost it with her, slung accusations of inappropriate conduct towards me all without stopping to think how she felt and how it was ruining her relationships with other people. So I guess I’ve allot of people to apologize to........I guess then I’ll start with the bro’s since I’ve already apologized to Carbine for what happened. How many times have I told the kid to shut up? How many times have I lost my grip on my cool and just let loose with biker language without ever stopping to clean up what I’m spouting. Kristin’s heard so much foul language out of me in one day, it's no wonder she picked it up. Here I’ve been wondering where she got it from, I should do what I’m always spouting off at her to do........watch my language.........If I knew where she was I’d actually start and apologize to Kristin for beating her up on the inside without knowing it.

Logan heaves a sigh, stands up saying to Rocco: C'mon, wakie wakie! We're on Earth now maybe if Taylor's here we'll also find your sister and Kaitie. Now c'mon!

Rocco stands up and thinks to himself: Genevieve, Kaitie.......where are you both? Oh my darling, five months have come and gone without a word from you, Genevieve it's been three years since I last seen your face, 'ave they 'urt you?

Logan stands and exits the ship with a weary Rocco saying: Been awhile boys

Modo: LOGAN MY MAN! Where’ve you been all these years? Taylor kept asking non stop for word on you after you disappeared.

Logan: Me? I’ve been in the Maximum Security High Risk Plutarkian Prison #9476 on the eastern side of Martian Moon 2, just got sprung last week. Two months to the day Rocco here made a break for it and managed to get back to mars for help.

Vinnie: Rocco? As in Rocco Saint Pierre?

Modo: Son of the FAMOUS FRENCH PASTRY CHEF'S?

Logan: The one and the same Rocco. Why?

Throttle: We used to stop at La Petite Croissant every day after school for those sweet croissants his mom made!

Modo: She'd bag up at least four or five dozen in a box for each of us to take home and she'd always have goodies for us on the way TO school.

Vinnie: Trouble was if we tried to talk to Rocco, it was if he couldn't understand a lick of what we were saying.

Logan: That's because he couldn't understand a lick of what you say. You seem to forget what language was spoken other then English to the customers. Rocco's parents are from the French Quarter, between them, Rocco and his sister, they only spoke French. Rocco had a hard time adapting back into an all English community.

Modo: Then how come we never seen Rocco in school if he'd moved to the neighbourhood?

Logan: Rocco attended St. Henri's Private French Day Academy while Genevieve attended St. Madeline's Private French Elementary School.

Modo: Does he understand any English now?

Logan: Yes he's always understood English, he just chose to speak French, he is bilingual.

Vinnie: After all these years of struggling to learn he can finally speak English?

Logan: For the millionth time Vincent, Rocco’s BILINGUAL,he speaks english AND french fluently! Now then, where's Taylor? And any word on Genevieve or Kaitie or yet what about Kristin?

Throttle: Kaitie? Who's Kaitie?

Logan: Whoops sorry you guys know her here as Krista, where Rocco comes from she's known as Kaitie and there's a reason Rocco's looking for her...

Vinnie: C'mon man! Don't keep us in suspense! Why's Rocco looking for her?

Modo: We haven't heard or seen Kristin since she let slip a stream of words that shouldn't have slipped out. Kaitie on the other hand,nope haven't seen her in almost a week.

Throttle: We have no idea where she picked up on language like that! None of us use it! Kaitie did call and say the baby was making her sick. But from who and where young Kristin picked up that language is beyond any of us

Stoker slowly comes out from behind the partition while Carbine went around behind and says: About those words that little Kris let out.....I know where and who she picked it up from.....

Throttle: Who'd she pick that language up from and where'd she learn it?

Stoker takes a deep breath and says: Me three weeks ago on Mars right after I pulled my back for the fifth time.

Vinnie: What?!

Modo: She learned it from YOU?

Stoker looks away blushing saying: I didn't know she was behind me when I pulled my back and let loose what you heard her say. So where would she be if she's not here? She usually does hang out here

Throttle: Well after hearing the long string of filth come out of her and not knowing what we do now, we sort of kind of

Vinnie: Asked her not to come around anymore if she was gonna use that kind of language.

Throttle: We didn't appreciate it, if we had known the source of the biker talk

Modo: We would never have put the blame on her already burdened shoulders.

Throttle: Now I feel bad about the talk we had....sometimes she doesn't know what will tick us off until she says or does something and it's too late to take back what ever has been done or said. I mean she doesn't live with us 24/7/365, she's usually only here for a few hours during the week and during the afternoons on the weekend and if a holiday pops up we don't see her at all....

Modo: Thinking about it this way, it is kind of hard to know what buttons do what to each of us.

Vinnie: How was she supposed to know using that type of language would have negative repercussions?

Stoker finally makes eye contact and says: It is hard for her to understand that somethings have certain consequences

Rocco finally unable to bear the way the others were speaking of his wife belts out: Why are you speaking of Kaitie as though she were a child? Kaitie is merely two years younger then I am and here you stand talking about her as if she were a mere teenager! Grow up! Treat her with the dignity and respect she deserves and start and see her as the full grown woman she is! Not some mere teenager who does not know any better! It is no wonder she only hangs around for a few hours during the week and a couple of hours during the weekend afternoons and never during holidays! You treat her like she’s a helpless teenage girl! How about we start treating her like an adult who can handle pissing off a few macho bikers hmm? What is the matter? Cat got yer tongues? Kaitie is twenty one not thirteen!

Vinnie: Kaitie’s

Throttle: TWENTY ONE?!

Rocco heaves a disgusted sigh and says: Yes she's twenty one! She looks younger but she's honestly twenty one!

Stoker: Her name’s Kaitie? We’ve been callin her by Krista,then again it was Kristin you asked not to return from the future until her language cleaned up.

Rocco disgustedly: Did you even bother to find out what her name was before you dubbed her Krista?

Vinnie: She just looked like someone who often times visits us from another future so we kinda figured it was her. We often wondered why she kept correcting us.

Throttle: Why’re you so hot headed and defensive over the lady?

Logan: Guys,Kaitie and Rocco are married. They’ve been married for over four years and he gets defensive because he grew up with Kaitie in the french quarter,they went to school together and in College after dating he popped the question,asked her dad and brothers and got her hand in marriage. I was his bestman five years ago. She up and vanished five months ago without a trace and in her condition, Rocco’s been going nuts.....in order to get him on board we had to restort to asking Kaitie’s brother, Nathan,to sedate him so he’d calm down enough to not cause damage on the trip here.

Throttle: Condition? Somethin the matter with Kaitie

Stoker: Logan put emphasis on the word condition for a reason,think about it. They’re married, what’s the first thing you want after everything settles and you’re financially stable?

Charley puts two and two together and cries with glee: Kaitie’s PREGNANT!

Modo/Vinne: PREGNANT?!

Throttle: Hmm would explain WHY she refused to rough house with us from time to time.

Modo: How far is she?

Rocco: Nine months,she’d be showing by now.

Vinne: Wait a minute,she’s been gone for two years so how’d she manage to get pregnant?

Rocco: Good grief! They were right! You are dim! She’s been gone five months! She vanished on her way home from her OBGYN appointment. All I had left of Kaitie was her message on my phone calling me ‘daddy’ and tellin me to start puttin the ‘present in the second spare room together’. It didn’t click at first until I replayed the message and unwrapped the gift sitting in the second guest room waiting for me to put it together.

Vinne: Ohhoooh Rocco you dog you! You’re about to be an old man! Does Kaitie have magic in her veins?

Rocco: Yes, I believe she has the ability to travel through time and teleport from place to place

Throttle: Add on top of her magic,the fledling magic of the baby and anyone who has ever had a child that has magic in their veins will tell you the baby’s magic can interfere with mom’s magic and Kaitie will wind up in strange places courtesy of the baby. (Hears the door open and says) Speak of the devil,here’s Kaitie now!

Rocco looks up then bolts across the room to engulf a very pregnant Kaitie in his arms muttering in french: Are you alright? I have been worried sick about you and our first born child!

Kaitie finally allows herself to relax into Rocco‘s arms saying in french: I’m fine,just very tired and fed up with this pregnancy..........I have been to places I care not to return to. I’m just glad to be back with you,the majority of places I wound up in were truly terrifying

Rocco: Hush,there’s no need to be terrified anylonger..... you’re back with me and until the tiny terror is born, this is where you’ll stay. Unfortunately you’re in no shape to go anywhere until the baby is born,is there anywhere we can stay until you’re back up on your feet after the baby arrives?

Kaitie heaves a contended sigh and says: Hmm I do have a place for us to stay until I’m able to travel back to Mars. (Suddenly feels a sharp pain in her stomach and catches her breath sharply causing her knees to buckle alarming Rocco)

Rocco: KAITLIN! Are you arlight?

Kaitie catches her breath again and says: It’s time Rocco!

Rocco: Already?

Kaitie: YES Already! The baby’s not gonna wait any longer,my water just broke!

Logan sees Rocco on one knee and says: Rocco everything alright with Kaitie?

Rocco: I’d say yes but I’d be a liar and I’m a terrible liar! The baby’s on the way sooner then we’d like!

Logan: Whoa boy........Alright we’ll need the extra bed Kelly dropped off set up in a private corner and the extra privacy screen to give Kaitie the privacy she needs. Rocco’s got his arms full with Kaitie and he’ll be coaching her through the pregnancy.......got any ice on hand?

Throttle: Yep I’ll hammer some out and put it in a sandwich bag for his hand afterwords..what’ll we need other then ice in a sandwich bag?

Carbine comes out from behind Taylor’s privacy screen and says: Men you create the kid,we carry it,we’re calm and you guys run around like chickens with your heads cut off! Lissen to me ‘cause I’ll only say this once!
We need:
Hot water LOTS of hot water
Recieving blankets any spare blankets you’ve got we need one for baby’s arrival
Blankets to keep mom warm
wash cloths
towels
scissors
string
turkey baster
a pot of warm water

Got me? Good! Now go! Rocco did you bring the diaper bag?

Rocco: Of course it’s still on board the ship,the pink bag with the school crest is Genevieve’s bag the one beside it is the diaper bag. (Puts Kaitie’s arm over his shoulder and scoops her up calling out) Is that bed ready yet?

Modo shoves the bed into the corner then with the help of Logan,Throttle and Vinnie had the bedding on the bed and the extra plastic sheeting spread over the bedding then says: Alright bring momma to be over,the bed’s ready!

Throttle: I wonder if there’s any way to bring Kaitie’s older brother here? (Remembers a favor Anthony owed him and decides to call it in saying) I’ll be back in a minute! I’ve a Guardian Favor to call in! (Opens the door that separates the real world from the realm of the guardians and says to Chelsea at the desk) where’s Anthony?

Chelsea: Hi to you too,he’s not here but what do you need?

Throttle: Dang he owes me a favor! Kaitie’s baby’s on the way and none of us are skilled enough to handle a crisis and we seriously NEED Nathan or Nick! Is there any way to bring either or both of ‘em here for Kaitie?

Chelsea calls out to Brutis: BRUTIS! I’VE A JOB FOR YOU!

Brutis approaches the desk and says: Yeah what’s up?

Chelsea: I need you to go and get Nathan or Nick which ever one’s available from Arisis Base Medward,tell ‘em their sister’s in labor.

Brutis: Back in a flash! (Dematerializes and reapperas on Mars in the medward callin out) Nathan? Nick?

Nathan comes out from behind a curtain and says: Yeah? What’s up?

Brutis: I need you or Nick who ever’s free to follow me!

Nathan grabs his black bag and says: Oookay,where exactly are we goin?

Brutis: The Guardian Realm then from there you’ll go with Throttle for a family reunion

Nathan: Kaitie! You found my little sister?

Brutis: Yep she’s in Chicago with Rocco and a surprise that is impaitently waiting to arrive in the world.

Nathan: My god has it really been nine months since she’s been gone? (Latches onto Brutis’s cloak and vanishes and reappears in the guardian realm saying) Whoa,still haven’t gotten used to that yet.

Brutis: Go with Throttle and he’ll get you to Kaitie’s side.

Nathan: Oookay what ever you say....(Heads towards Throttle saying) So where’s my sister? She know I’m comin?

Throttle: Heheh nope,didn’t tell her. ‘Sides she wouldn’t have heard me anyways.......(Opens the gates again and says) Stay here a minute! (heads over to Kaitie’s bedside and says) Kaitie?

Kaitie: Yeah?

Throttle: Someone here to see you

Kaitie looks up at Rocco who devilishly looked away and says: Oookay now you’re both scarin the life out of me...

Throttle sticks his head around the privacy screen and says to Nathan: You can come over now

Nathan heads around the privacy screen and feels nine months worth of frustration wash away and says: KAITIE?

Kaitie: NATHAN!

Nathan leans down and says: Oh thank the heavens you’re alright!

Kaitie manages to sit up a bit and embraces her older brother saying: I’m fine! Or I will be once the impaitent one is born.

Nathan releases his sister and takes his place on the stool putting the blanket over her knees and says: Hmm one last STRONG push and it’ll be out from the shoulders down (Feels as Kaitie gave one last strong shove and says) Hold on a bit,catch your breath and what ever you do DO NOT LET THIS CONTRACTION GO! RIDE IT AS LONG AS YOU CAN! The longer you ride the contraction the sooner the baby will be fully out.

Kaitie catches her breath and waits for the next contraction which hit and hit hard then bore down hard on her stomach

Several long sore and tiring hours later

Nathan wipes the eyes of the baby with the hem of the towel saying: And here you were about to give up! Look at what you brought into the world! (Hands his nephew off to his tired and sore mother saying) Not too bad for an all natural birth Kaitie. It's worth it when you're holding them. I'll just clean you up and you can relax and get to know your twins. (Reaches down into the pot of clean warm water and brings up a cloth that he uses to wipe down the birth canal saying) There, you're all done! Aren't you glad you didn't quit?

Kaitie looks down at her sleeping twins and says: These two have caused me quite a bit of grief in the later stages of pregnancy! Taking me to places I'd like to go back to and some I'd much rather not go back to. My time in Paris was nice as was the short time in Vienna it was especially beautiful and peceful in the Dutch Country side, so much easier to get them to settle down and let me sleep. My time in New Orleans was especially unforgetable! It's beautiful there and steeped in a lot of history and lots of cute kitschy shops.

Nathan removes his laytex gloves and tosses them into a nearby garbage can then washes his hands saying: Glad they took you to some places where you enjoyed yourself! Hopefully you had time for souviner shopping before they took you else where?

Kaitie: Of course,that duffel bag I was carrying is loaded with souviners from every place I've been to and liked, the other places I dared not take anything.

Throttle remembers Taylor and says to Nathan: Before you go, would you check Taylor? I did the best I could in stitching her up.

Nathan: Taylor? Sure (Follows Throttle over to where Taylor laid resting and says) Oh merciful heavens, what the hell has he done to the poor kid?

Throttle: Tampered with her one way tracking device,found where she was hiding and nearly killed her. (Lowers the blanket and lifts Taylor's shirt saying) This is Torque's cute way of saying 'Hi dear,I'm outta prison!' Here, this is what needs checking by you

Nathan pulls up the chair to Taylor's bedside and examines the stitches saying: Not bad,but not exactly sterile either, but you had to make due with what you had. Get me my bag and I'll re-do the stitching properly.

Throttle: Need anything else?

Nathan: Nope just my bag, everything I need to stitch Taylor up properly is in my bag.

Throtte disappears from behind Taylor's partitan heading towards where Kaitie laid and nabbed Nathan's bag from beside the stool he once sat then returned to Taylor's bedside saying: One black medic bag

Nathan opens his bag and pulls out a pair of clean laytex gloves and a tube of gel then uses his scaple to remove the old stitches then using a steril wipe to throughly wipe down Taylor's side, he then unscrewed the cap to the gel saying: With these new stitches, she won't have to worry about having to find a medic to take 'em out,they'll dissolve on their own in water. Until then keep her away from water. Do not allow her to get this wound wet until it has had sufficient time to heal properly.

Throttle: I don't think we'll need to worry about her getting them wet,she'll be out of it for quite some time. She's lost a lot of blood but not enough to get her to the danger level.

Nathan: Any amount of blood loss should be monitored,especially in young women Taylor's age. This could come back to haunt her in her later attempts at getting pregnant. I'll be taking Kaitie and Rocco home the same way I got here.

Throttle: I doubt Rocco will willingly leave, he's here to find his sister that stink fish took as a collateral bargaining chip.

Nathan pulls out a tracker and says: Then this should help you find Genny, embedded in the thread that makes up her school's insigina,there are tiny micro fibres that send out constant signals,they fade as you get farther and stronger and louder as you get nearer to where she is. Use this and you'll definitly find Genny and when things have settled down and it's just the three of you, seriously a little girl is in need of her mentors again. She came here from a world where none of you exist. She's on her own every day making decisions no eight year old should have to be making, just try to see things from her point of view alright? The kid's by herself,her brothers and sisters are all she has left of her family, where she comes from the only ones runnin the FF's are her,her siblings,her cousins and their siblings and Stoker's future kids. That's it, there are NO ADULTS LEFT to do what she's pullin off. Rimfire’s dead! He died the day Kristin was born, all she has to remember him by are shoddy pictures and false memories! She's growin up too fast and she's only EIGHT YEARS OLD! Give the kid credit where credit's due will ya? She's trying to change the course of history with the blessings of the Guardian Counsel. No eight year old kid should be in charge of the Martian Army, they should be doing what comes naturally to an eight year old not trying to keep the base from falling apart and dodging M.C.A.S. everyday of the week. Carbine’s future kids are in charge of doing her job and they’re NINE! Her world was tossed upside down and turned inside out when she was seven--just a future year ago--you went out and no one came back so their mothers went to look for you and no one came back and no one wants to tell them if their parents are coming back or if they’re alive. What ever amount of time she spends with Rimfire here, is because her memories as I’ve said are false one’s that her mother had told her. Not a single shred of truth ever passed over that woman’s tongue to her children, all they know is that he is ‘possibly alive’, they have no clue he’s dead nor do they know HOW he died.

Throttle sinks into a nearby chair and says: And here we are burdening her with trivial things that seem big and important to us.....eight years old and running the Freedom Fighters? She’s doing the training and trying to duck the Martian Child Protective Services? Did she tell you this?!

Nathan: No I’m on the Guardian Counsel, I know her tragic life story, why do you think I exist here in the first place? Mitchell,Nick,Rocco and I are all here for one reason and one reason only: To help Kristin alter her future. No kid should have to be in charge of an entire Martian Army Base AND run the FF’s at the same time AND go to school AND be on time for soccer practice AND duck M.C.A.S. every day of the week!
Hell the Medward is run by the only adults left on Base and they don’t stick their noses where they know they have no expertise. These kids are goin it alone and have no manual to tell them what to do and how to do it, they do it the best they know how and if they screw up, they have a legit excuse: they’re only kids doing a grown up’s job. Ya’ll might wanna stop and put yourselves in their shoes before you open your mouths and mention the word ‘parents’ they have no parents, no one to look out for them no other family not even a grandmother to take the place of their parents. Just remember this: on this day at this hour your future selves are called out to an emergency transmission coming from a remote spot on Mars, you’ll all go out but not one of you will return, instead ten years later, your skeletal remains are found in a cave,and believe me the kids are the ones who make the horrifying discovery. I’m telling you this so you won’t make the same foolish mistake and leave behind a generation that relies on eachothers strengths and special skills to get through every day of the week. The others are getting the same low down you’re getting from me from Rocco and Logan.