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Fic: Are You Ready to Give Up Everything Chap. 4
Title: Are You Ready to Give Up Everything
Author: tinkabell007
Rating: R (just to be safe for language)
Pairing: LoVe
Summary: Set during Logan’s kidnapping scene in 2.08. What if someone came for his rescue? But that’s just the beginning of a night full of life-threatening danger
Disclaimer: RT, you’re the man…everything belongs to him.
Spoilers: Up to Ahoy Mateys (2.08)
Previous chapters:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Meagan, you rock!!! Thank you!!!
ooooooooooooooooooo
Chapter 4
Keith pulled into the driveway and stopped the car. He wasn’t very familiar with this part of the town, but he assumed that it was somewhere near Weevil’s neighborhood.
“We’re here,” Weevil said. “Get out of the car - slowly.”
Keith did as he was told and eyed Weevil as he also climbed out of the car “In the house.” Weevil gestured with his gun towards the old house in front of them.
They ascended the few stairs. Keith pushed the unlocked door open and entered first. Weevil followed him and closed the door behind them.
The house was filled with darkness. For a few seconds, Keith couldn’t see much.
“Well,” Weevil said as he lowered the gun and stuck it in his waistband. “Wasn’t that fun?”
Keith relaxed immediately as his eyes finally got used to the darkness. “Oh yeah, completely. Well, usually, I’m the one with the big gun,” he smirked at Weevil but he didn’t get his reference. “Anyway, do you think they saw us?”
“Don’t know, but I don’t think so.” Weevil replied as he went into the kitchen. “But even if they did, they would’ve seen the gun.”
Keith followed him. “So, there’s no way for them to know that you’re playing nice?”
Weevil shook his head.
“Well then, what the hell is going on? What exactly do you know?” Keith asked forcefully.
“Not much, man.” He opened the door of a storeroom and grabbed two beers. “After a few weird things had happened I doubted my leadership within the gang.” He offered Keith the beer who sat down on a stool.
“What things?” Keith demanded, grabbing the beer.
“Dosen’t matter, man.“ Weevil took a sip and seated himself next to Keith.
“Well, it started to matter when you decided to kidnap Logan and try to kill him,” he said huffily.
“That wasn’t my intention. Told you that already. The boys were just supposed to scare him a little. Get some answers out of him. I trusted them, it’s why I chose them.”
“Bad choice then,” mocked Keith.
“You can say that. But at least, they’re not the brightest stars in heaven. When I heard Veronica’s voice over the phone I got really pissed. I knew that chick would ruin everything.”
Keith cleared his throat loudly.
“That girl, okay?” Weevil rolled his eyes. “Anyway, in the end it was good that she came. I heard them talking to her and threatening her. That was never the plan.”
“What did they say?”
Weevil looked away. Although, this wasn’t entirely his fault, he felt guilty. “They threatened to kill everyone she loves in her life and make her watch… well… and then kill her as well.”
Keith swallowed hard at the thought how his daughter’s heart must have shattered into pieces at that moment.
“Look, man, I’m sorry. I had no idea. They were supposed to call me afterwards. But the phone just went dead. Never heard anything of them since.”
“Do you know for whom they’re working for?” Keith asked finally, making the first sip of his beer.
“I guess the Fitzpatricks… those meth-head lunatics.”
“I know them. Had some very unpleasant encounters with them back in my sheriff days.”
“Good old days, then.”
Keith ignored his last comment and continued. “First, we have to find Veronica. Any clues?”
“No, man.” Weevil shook his head. “V’s a smart girl, she wouldn’t go for any obvious place.”
“I know, that’s my daughter.” He said proudly. “Do you have a cell? I left mine at the office.”
Weevil just handed him his phone.
oooooooooooooo
The man in the business suit moved out the door of his office. The cell phone was still attached to his ear.
After his incompetent ‘biker buddies’ were again unable to finish the job, he decided to take matters in his own hands.
“So, you have their location yet?” he snapped.
“We tracked them down to the marina, the Echolls yacht,” Hector answered. “I have a man over there already, observing them.”
“Aw, they want to go down in style then,” He smirked sinisterly.
“Do you want us to take care of the problem?”
“No, I think you’ve tried enough. I’ll finish the job by myself.”
“But…” Hector tried to interrupt.
“I have a yacht of my own there. I wouldn’t draw any attention.” His voice was harsh. “Tell your man to leave or this will be the last mistake you’ve ever made.” He didn’t even wait for an answer. The man hung up and got into his silver Mercedes. Before he started the engine, he looked in his glove locker and removed a gun from it.
‘This time,’ he thought ‘she won’t be that lucky.’
A/N: I know, no LoVe within this chapter. But I just needed it as a link for the upcoming events :) So don’t worry, the next chap is full of LoVe again!
Chapter 5
Author: tinkabell007
Rating: R (just to be safe for language)
Pairing: LoVe
Summary: Set during Logan’s kidnapping scene in 2.08. What if someone came for his rescue? But that’s just the beginning of a night full of life-threatening danger
Disclaimer: RT, you’re the man…everything belongs to him.
Spoilers: Up to Ahoy Mateys (2.08)
Previous chapters:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Meagan, you rock!!! Thank you!!!
ooooooooooooooooooo
Chapter 4
Keith pulled into the driveway and stopped the car. He wasn’t very familiar with this part of the town, but he assumed that it was somewhere near Weevil’s neighborhood.
“We’re here,” Weevil said. “Get out of the car - slowly.”
Keith did as he was told and eyed Weevil as he also climbed out of the car “In the house.” Weevil gestured with his gun towards the old house in front of them.
They ascended the few stairs. Keith pushed the unlocked door open and entered first. Weevil followed him and closed the door behind them.
The house was filled with darkness. For a few seconds, Keith couldn’t see much.
“Well,” Weevil said as he lowered the gun and stuck it in his waistband. “Wasn’t that fun?”
Keith relaxed immediately as his eyes finally got used to the darkness. “Oh yeah, completely. Well, usually, I’m the one with the big gun,” he smirked at Weevil but he didn’t get his reference. “Anyway, do you think they saw us?”
“Don’t know, but I don’t think so.” Weevil replied as he went into the kitchen. “But even if they did, they would’ve seen the gun.”
Keith followed him. “So, there’s no way for them to know that you’re playing nice?”
Weevil shook his head.
“Well then, what the hell is going on? What exactly do you know?” Keith asked forcefully.
“Not much, man.” He opened the door of a storeroom and grabbed two beers. “After a few weird things had happened I doubted my leadership within the gang.” He offered Keith the beer who sat down on a stool.
“What things?” Keith demanded, grabbing the beer.
“Dosen’t matter, man.“ Weevil took a sip and seated himself next to Keith.
“Well, it started to matter when you decided to kidnap Logan and try to kill him,” he said huffily.
“That wasn’t my intention. Told you that already. The boys were just supposed to scare him a little. Get some answers out of him. I trusted them, it’s why I chose them.”
“Bad choice then,” mocked Keith.
“You can say that. But at least, they’re not the brightest stars in heaven. When I heard Veronica’s voice over the phone I got really pissed. I knew that chick would ruin everything.”
Keith cleared his throat loudly.
“That girl, okay?” Weevil rolled his eyes. “Anyway, in the end it was good that she came. I heard them talking to her and threatening her. That was never the plan.”
“What did they say?”
Weevil looked away. Although, this wasn’t entirely his fault, he felt guilty. “They threatened to kill everyone she loves in her life and make her watch… well… and then kill her as well.”
Keith swallowed hard at the thought how his daughter’s heart must have shattered into pieces at that moment.
“Look, man, I’m sorry. I had no idea. They were supposed to call me afterwards. But the phone just went dead. Never heard anything of them since.”
“Do you know for whom they’re working for?” Keith asked finally, making the first sip of his beer.
“I guess the Fitzpatricks… those meth-head lunatics.”
“I know them. Had some very unpleasant encounters with them back in my sheriff days.”
“Good old days, then.”
Keith ignored his last comment and continued. “First, we have to find Veronica. Any clues?”
“No, man.” Weevil shook his head. “V’s a smart girl, she wouldn’t go for any obvious place.”
“I know, that’s my daughter.” He said proudly. “Do you have a cell? I left mine at the office.”
Weevil just handed him his phone.
oooooooooooooo
The man in the business suit moved out the door of his office. The cell phone was still attached to his ear.
After his incompetent ‘biker buddies’ were again unable to finish the job, he decided to take matters in his own hands.
“So, you have their location yet?” he snapped.
“We tracked them down to the marina, the Echolls yacht,” Hector answered. “I have a man over there already, observing them.”
“Aw, they want to go down in style then,” He smirked sinisterly.
“Do you want us to take care of the problem?”
“No, I think you’ve tried enough. I’ll finish the job by myself.”
“But…” Hector tried to interrupt.
“I have a yacht of my own there. I wouldn’t draw any attention.” His voice was harsh. “Tell your man to leave or this will be the last mistake you’ve ever made.” He didn’t even wait for an answer. The man hung up and got into his silver Mercedes. Before he started the engine, he looked in his glove locker and removed a gun from it.
‘This time,’ he thought ‘she won’t be that lucky.’
A/N: I know, no LoVe within this chapter. But I just needed it as a link for the upcoming events :) So don’t worry, the next chap is full of LoVe again!
Chapter 5