Love, the most powerful and most dangerous emotion known to mankind. Whole wars have been fought over love. Families are made and broken by it and people's lives are defined by who they love.
A man's love for his wife, a mother's love for her son, or a Grandfather's love for his granddaughter. Familial love is often the strongest, but love in any form is a force to be reckoned with.
The thing about love though is the most powerful shows of it are in the smallest of gestures. An offered coat on a rainy night, a warm arm around the shoulders when a cold win blows, or a simple look of fondness when your partner says something silly. Huge romantic gestures have their place of course, but love, true long lasting love is measured by the tender moments between the flashes of lighting and the booms of thunder. One such love is seen upon the rain soaked streets of the city.
And so it begins...
The hot days are finally at an end, rain has been falling since before dawn and one can feel the sun scorched streets sighing in relief as the cold rejuvenating water washes away the dust and dirt cleansing the city. Despite being only the late afternoon people were wise enough to stay indoors...well most people.
"Ugh...couldn't you have compelled her to rush the repairs on the truck Jason? As glad as I am to be done with that heat wave being soaking wet isn't a great alternative." Mary said with a sniffle huddling deeper into the too big coat. She was dressed in jean short shorts, an old blue t-shirt tied up in the back and calf booties. Besides her wearing just a tank-top, jeans and boots was Jason his clothing soaked through and clinging to his body. Despite that though he was smiling broadly, his hair pulled back in a ponytail but clinging tightly to his head. "You know I couldn't do that to Tammy, she's too good a friend. She said she'll have it ready by tomorrow morning."
The woman besides him rolled her eyes and sighed shaking raindrops from her head. "Coulda at least had her knock the price down some. Are you sure we don't have enough to get a cab or something?"
Jason shook his head.
"Not if we wanna get the truck back, she said she'd knock a hundred off the price, but anything more and she wouldn't be able to make payroll this week. For all the things wrong with it nine-hundred and thirty-four seems fair."
Once again Mary sighed.
"Well you helped her build the stupid thing, couldn't you just like rent her tools and fix it yourself? At least then we could be dry!"
Jason chuckled looping his large arm around the shapely woman hiding in his coat.
"I'm not gonna steal work from her, besides she's already moving us ahead of people who have been waiting a few days for the work to be done. She knows we live in the Beast, she wouldn't make us wait so long."
Mary nodded scooting closer to the man.
"I guess, and I know if she had room she wouldn't have let us leave her house for the night to walk around in the rain."
Jason leaned down and kissed the woman's soaking head.
"Yeah with three kids and her in-laws under one roof, someone else woulda lost their bed or couch. Besides when's the last time we were able to spend some quality time together?"
Mary snorted elbowing him away, but gave him a playful smirk.
"We spend 365 days a year of quality time together ya goon, we live in a pick-up truck for goodness sake."
Jason groaned lightly taking the hint and moving his arm away, but like her he had a grin on his face.
"Yeah, but we're usually moving to some place, or working some lead Zoo-Zoo gave us. When was the last time we really had time to ourselves?"
Mary laughed shrugging her narrow shoulders.
"I can't even remember, maybe we were still in the big sandbox overseas?"
Jason nodded wiping rain from his eyes.
"Ha probably seems like so long ago since we were over there."
The blond woman nodded a slightly sad looking crossing her beautiful face, before she pulled the collar of the coat higher up around her ears.
"Yes, I never thought we'd get out of there, and I hoped once we did you'd want to settle down and start our family."
JC frowned, mournfully slipping his hands into his pockets and nodding.
"I know Mary, I know, but..." He stopped as Mary's hand quickly grabbed his and she forced the tall man down to kiss her on the lips.
"But...you're mission makes it impossible to stay in one place and the road is no place to raise a family." She rubbed her hand along his cheek smiling. Jason smiled back and cupped her hand stroking the soft flesh with his rough thumb before returning the kiss. "Yeah and I'm sorry for that."
Mary smiled and opened her mouth to say something before a particularly load boom of thunder seemed to shake the ground at their feet and caused her to scream in surprise and jump into the man's arms. The tender moment passed and Jason picked his traveling companion up laughing loudly.
"Don't be scared one of the angels just scored a strike in Heaven's Bowling Alley!"
Mary scoffed and squirmed out of his arms shoving him into a building.
"I wasn't scared! Just surprised any of those featherheads could do anything that didn't involving singing Hymns or spying on women in the shower!" With that Mary huffed loudly and started back down the street grumbling lightly to herself.
Jason shook more rain from his head and followed her chuckling to himself. He caught up and slipped his hand around her waist pulling her back to him.
"You know about half of the Angels are female right? Do you think they watch you in the shower too?"
Mary put on a show of trying to pull away from him, but she was just playing and rather liked it when he took control.
"I know Zoo-Zoo has she's the one that told me you left a hickey on the back of my shoulder a few weeks back ya savage!"
Jason blushed a little, but was glad the dark sky and rain hid it.
"Oh...really! I...I don't remember that maybe it's a birthmark you never knew about?"
This time it was Mary's turn to laugh loudly.
"You are horrible liar! You're a dog and you love "marking your territory" leaving hickeys and bruises all over! But it is the reason I love you." She gave him a chaste peck on the cheek.
Jason smiled winking at her.
"Just the one reason?"
The woman smirked winking back.
"There are more, but I can't say them until we're in the safety of our truck again. Especially with all the Angels bowling right now. Don't want their poor virgin ears to hear me. Their heads might blow up."
The big man laughed again pulling her close again.
"Yeah can't have that now can we?"
The woman nodded and leaned into the man some more. They walked on in silence for a few blocks, the rain never let up in fact it increased in it's fervor and as the sun finally went to bed the air became much colder. The pair saw a few cars roll on by and one distracted fool hit a huge puddle and soaked them even more, but Jason, being on the outside got the worst of the splash. He shivered and had to spend a few seconds wiping his eyes. They slipped under an awning while he did. Mary looked, the coat had kept her mostly dry, but as she watched Jason she noted he was shivering quite a bit, he'd been through worse than being cold and wet, but seeing him shivering made her heart ache.
"Hey Jason thanks for the coat, but you look like you could use it now." She began to pull it off, but he stopped her shaking his head smiling.
"No, I'm fine, you keep it. I'm already soaked to the bone anyway." He tried to control the shivers, but couldn't and Mary pouted making him put the coat on.
"Don't make me hit you, you men are so miserable when you're sick, but too stubborn to try and stop it!" Crossing her arms under her bust she glared at him until he conceded and put his coat back on. The leather was naturally waterproof and as soon as he felt it's familiar weight and warmth on his shoulders the shiver stopped. He smiled at Mary then walked up and wrapped her in the folds of his coat pulling her close to his body and resting his chin on her head while his hands looped around and gripped the front of her hips.
"Fine, but I don't need you getting sick either so we'll share the coat."
Mary giggled moving his hands around to her stomach rather than her hips.
"Well that is very sweet, but I don't think this coat is big enough for the both of us. Come on I think I see a diner ahead, I'm sure we can spare a few bucks for some sandwiches and coffee." She began walking and he followed intent on not letting her out of the coat. I was an awkward but loving sight and the light laughs they gave when they tripped over each other's feet just added to it. They soon found the diner and quickly walked inside, while just around dinner time the rain had kept people away, only them and the workers were present. Looking up from the counter the waitress snicked lightly. "Well it looks like you two took a dip in the river on your way here, come in we may have some towels in the back for ya." She was an older white-skinned woman with graying brown hair and brown eyes. A surly voice from the back barked up. "Be sure they buy something! We ain't running a charity here!" Then the cook, a large man with short cut hair and Polynesian tattoos looked out and studied the newcomers. "Especially the big fella, looks like he could eat more than me!"
Jason and Mary smiled moving to the booth closest the door so they wouldn't track water all through the diner. Jason pulled the coat off and hung it up on the hook attached to the booth, reaching into his pocket he pulled out a soggy leather wallet and shook the water away he pulled out a twenty and a few ones and placed them on the table to dry.
"Here, we may be able to talk Tammy down twenty-three bucks so let's hope we can buy dinner on it."
Mary nodded ringing some water out of her hair.
The waitress returned with a couple of old green towels and two menus.
"Hey there, I'm Sharon can I start you two off with some coffee?"
Mary nodded wrapping herself in the towel.
"Oh yes please. french vanilla and two scoops of sugar for me. And big man likes his with half-and-half no sugar."
Jason smiled nodding his head.
"She knows me so well, and we're sorry for dripping all over your floor. We'll use the towels to dry up what we can."
Sharon chuckled shaking her head.
"Don't worry, we gotta clean the floor when we close anyway, I'll just put a wet floor sign up. I'll be right back with your coffees." She smiled at them both and walked back behind the counter to brew the coffee. Letting the warmth of the diner fill them Jason and Mary sat in quiet reflection hands clasped together while they waited for the warm drinks.
They've been together so long and had fought through many hardships with only each other to rely on. The deserts of Iraq, the jungles of Vietnam, the plains of Africa, they've been all over the globe following a single purpose. "Help those in need." Many times it was hard and seemed to make little difference in the greater scheme of things, but on a few occasions they made measurable difference and the feeling you get from doing that much good for someone fills you with such ecstasy it's like you've died and gone to Heaven. But no matter what the type of day Mary always had Jason and Jason always had Mary. To hold in their arms, to cry onto their shoulder, and to be there to pick them up when they fell. It was a love that went beyond the physical intimacy it was spiritual bond not easily broken. It has spanned many years and many miles, it has survived wind and rain, fire and sand. It's seen them through war and pestilence and even death.
And still they endure.
Sharon arrived with the coffee and smiled at the still soggy couple.
"There ye go dolls, can I interest either of you in some food? Our special today is tomato soup and a half sandwich. We also have lots of good burgers and full sandwiches. And of course plenty of pies and such for dessert."
Jason smiled studying the menu.
"I'll have the bacon cheeseburger please, with just cheese, ketchup, and bacon. No lettuce or such."
Mary chuckled kicking his leg.
"You should eat more vegetables, you're gonna have a heart attack before your next birthday."
The big man laughed scooting his leg away rubbing it slowly.
"I didn't claw my way to the top of the food chain to eat the food food eats."
The woman laughed again aiming to kick him again, but he held her leg down. "Then I'll eat the veggies ya big child! They'll go great with the soup and half sandwich." She wiggled her leg free and tried to punch him playfully, but Jason wrapped her in a tight bear hug holding her in place. "Fine put the lettuce, tomato, and pickles on the side of mine please." He growled lightly and held Mary close who was squealing trying to get away.
Sharon took down the orders and laughed wrapping her notebook on the table like a stern schoolmarm.
"Calm down you kids." The pair laughed and settled down obediently. The older woman smiled again shaking her head. "You two are adorable how long have you been married?"
Jason chuckled nervously looking down, but Mary saw the chance for a quick joke at her man's expense.
"Well we've been together for what seems like forever, but Mr. Cheap-O hasn't sprung for the ring yet." She nudged him slightly smirking mischievously.
He made a raspberry noise at her.
"Oh shush you."
The Waitress chuckled thumping Jason lightly on the head with her order pad.
"Well get to it young buck, before some rich guy swoops in and steals her away from you. She quite the pretty catch, I'm surprised no one has tried yet. You think about it, I'll go put your orders in."
Jason waited until Sharon was gone before he quickly put Mary in a headlock and gave her a noogie.
"Keep it up you, and you'll be sleeping in the back of the truck when we get it back."
Mary giggled and freed herself from his bear like arms fixing her hair.
"Yeah baseless threats, you can't stand being away from me at night. You'll be back there with me before the next hour had passed."
The big man made another raspberry noise then turned his mind to enjoying his coffee the warm liquid flooding his chilled frame giving him new life. Mary did the same and let out a deep pleased sigh settling into Jason's side as she held onto her cup for dear life. Another comfortable silence filled the air around them, most of their daily meals were in places like this. They had a small grill in the truck and a pot for boiling water, but sometimes camp food can't hold a candle to meals from a restaurant or diner. The selection is bigger and you don't have of the bother involved with cooking your own food or gathering wood to keep a fire going. Sure it cost money, but drifters like them often spend so much time on the road that they sorely need a place to just sit down and cool their feet. And if you're willing to look many big cities and small towns have hidden jewels of dining you never hear about unless you go looking.
Nearly extinct mom and pop diners, little cultural nooks hidden on some back street, so many choices to find. But like with everything else in the world money sets the pace. Luckily they had some tonight, in a few minutes Sharon returned with their food. The rain was still roaring down outside, but the diner was warm and dry. Before their meals were done both customers were dry and in good spirits, chatting with Sharon and even the grumpy cook who they had learned was named Kami after he came out for a quick bathroom break. It was quite the merry little gathering, but soon Jason and Mary had finished their meals and had paid their bill. The rain was still falling relentlessly and the streets were beginning flood a little. Mary looked out at it sighing gently, as much as she didn't want to go out in it, they couldn't hide out in here all night.
Grabbing Jason's coat and handing it to him Mary smiled at the two diner workers.
"Thank you both so much, have a good rest of your night." Jason smiled and pulled on his coat moving for the door. Sharon stopped them though. "Wait up you two, let one of us take you home or at least call you a cab to take you to a motel somewhere. It's not fit for man nor beast out there."
Jason shook his head smiling.
"No we couldn't impose, you two have already been so nice to us. Besides we wouldn't be able to afford a cab and still be able to pay for the repairs on our truck."
Kami spoke up now.
"It's ok brudda, we'll give you the money. It's not often we meet such pleasant customers."
"That is very kind of you but..." The door suddenly swung open an the harsh and wet wind from outside roared in chilling everyone. And a deep male voice sounded clearly throughout the diner.
"Jason I thought that was you!" Mid-turn Jason was lifted up by an equally large man dressed in an overcoat and slacks. Sharon and Kami laughed at the sudden entrance and decided to let the trio talk in peace.
Jason laughed recognizing his cousin instantly.
"Well Samson, good to see all those years eating donuts and sitting behind a desk at the police station haven't made you soft."
Samson put Jason down and smiled at Mary giving her a much more gentle hug.
"I see you're still dealing with his crap everyday."
The woman laughed hugging the man back.
"Well without me he'd wind locked in a cave again. So what brings you out here? Isn't your house like on the opposite side of the city?"
Samson nodded shaking some rain from his hair.
"Yes normally, but I'm watching my parents' house this week while they're off in Caribbean. I just got off my tour and thought I'd swing by and get a quick bite. But what are two doing here? Usually you don't stay in one place very long."
Jason nodded settling his coat into place around his shoulders.
"Yes, normally we don't, but our truck broke down. We took it over to Tammy's but she won't have it done til tomorrow."
The big cop nodded rubbing his chin softly.
"So what? You two plan to just wander around all night or find a motel?"
Mary shook her head slumping her shoulders a little.
"No...we need all the money we have to get the truck back."
Jason frowned nodding.
"So it looks like it'll be wandering for a bit."
Samson shook his head vigorously.
"Not a snowball's chance in Phoenix. You'll come with me and stay in one of the guest rooms of my parents' estate!"
Mary's face lit up and she looked to be on the verge of crying.
"You....you mean we can sleep in a real bed for once maybe even use a shower that has more than just a cold water setting?!"
Jason shook his head.
"No we couldn't impose on you like that Sam...ow!" He said quickly lifting his leg up and rubbing his shin where Mary had kicked him.
"You shut up! It's been a long stinkin' time since we've been able to sleep on a bed, and even longer since it was a bed we didn't have to pay for and fumigate first! And I'd like a nice hot shower, after walking around in this freezing rain for the last few hours!"
Samson laughed nodding to Jason.
"Sounds like your mind has been made for you JC, now come on. Since I'm having guests I can whip us up a small meal. Come on!" Samson waved to the workers and led his cousin and his girlfriend outside and into his pick-up truck before motoring off. Mary was ecstatic and despite his apprehension Jason soon warmed up to the idea of having a real roof over his head that he didn't have to pay for.
Xbox One Gamertag: Free Today56 just say who you are first.
If there is no weakness, then there is no strength.
Summer, the time of year beloved by many. Picnics, carnivals, county fairs , where people come to spend their evenings in revelry. Games of chances and skill, rides, and according to some the best selection of food they would see all year. No matter the reasons they are often the highlights of every person's year, truly fairs are the quintessence of summer.
But even at these wonderful distractions from the hum-drum of everyday life troubles can be found. Cross words and short tempers boil up under the dull orange lights of the grandstand. But like an evening rain a level head can cool the hottest of summer passions.
And so it begins...
The weather has finally found a happy medium. After record high temperatures followed by two weeks of near constant rain, now the skies were crystal clear and full of stars twinkling against the ebony night. The temperature was hovering around the high sixties, it was perfect fair weather.
The sounds of silly games and the deep rumble of a small roller coaster filled the air and mingled with the joyful screams of a child who had just won a stuffed blue dog. Being the first good night out in nearly a month the fair grounds were packed. Most with children, others were just couples out on a date night two such people were a large bearded man wearing a white tank-top, old jeans, and scuffed black boots and a well-shaped blond woman wearing short-shorts, a blue shirt tied up in the back, and calf booties. She was simply sipping from a cup of lemonade, but the big man was happily munching on a large burger with cheese and barbecue sauce while he cradled two plates with four slices of pizza and a large soft pretzel. The woman chuckled shaking her head. "It's a good thing we live on the road, or you'd be a whale from all the crap you eat JC."
Jason laughed giving the woman a playful wink finishing his burger before responding. "Well between that and your libido Ms. Mary it'd be impossible for me to get fat."
Mary blushed deeply then quickly punched him in the side.
"You and your big mouth! Come on let's sit down before you spill everything on the ground!" With her face still red she sped past her man and found an unoccupied picnic table in the food court planting herself down on the end.
Despite the pain of the punch a man never loses his food so with a chuckling wince Jason followed shortly after and sat opposite his red-faced lover.
"I have never dropped food and you know it. Such a thing would be sacrilege especially fair food, this stuff is a gift from God himself." He said matter-of-factually before tearing into one of the slices of pizza before sliding one of the plates Mary's way. "Now come on have your dinner before I eat them too." He smiled wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
Placing the lemonade down between them Mary smiled and pulled the napkins from her pocket and threw a couple at the big man. "I'd have to stab you again, now use a napkin you savage, I swear Mary one would be ashamed to see her eldest son be such slob."
Chuckling Jason wiped his mouth.
"I'm sure he would, but that's why she left Mary two in charge of him."
With a roll of her eyes Mary focused on her own food. She liked eating healthy especially since she lacked Jason's impossible metabolism that made it seemingly impossible for him to be anything but a big musclebound stud who never gained fat just found more muscles to bulk up. But fair food was indeed a divine gift, and besides she was allowed a cheat day every now and then. The pair ate in content silence listening to the dozens of voices and sound all around them vying for attention.
*Near the food court*
Also out enjoying the night was a trio who looked as out of place as Jason and Mary. Detective Rachel Levy, her young son Jack, and her good friend Zari. Rachel was wearing a short windbreaker coat, black t-shirt, jeans and white sneakers, Zari was wearing a short plaid skirt, white tank-top, and sandals. Her hair held back with a white cloth. Young Jack was dressed in a red shirt, blue jeans and a pair of hiking shoes a huge smile on his face carrying a big panda toy on his back as he bounced between game stalls looking for his next big score.
While keeping a wary eye on her over sugared child Rachel chatted with her friend. "I don't know Zari, how is this gonna help me relax? And get answers about this J.C. guy?" She quickly whistled as Jack skipped further than three feet from her making the kid stop and come back to their agreed distance.
Zari chuckled shaking her head. "Because sometimes the best way to find a hard to get answer is to stop looking for it. Besides you promised Jack you would take him to the Dutch County Fair for his birthday."
Rachel smiled watching her adopted son enjoying himself. She's been his mom for his entire life, she met his father while working a case and they clicked right away and fell in love. It was her first real good relationship which is kind of sad considering the boy's dad was an animal trapper convicted of poaching. "I guess, but I'm having trouble relaxing knowing my kid is gonna be wired for sound well passed his bedtime." She laughed lightly slipping her hands in the pockets of her coat.
Zari giggled elbowing her friend lightly.
"Maybe he'll crash soon and you won't have to worry about it."
The cop rubbed her side smirking.
"I can only hope, but what do you think about all this? I was gonna ask you at brunch, but work came up and I've been busy ever since." The woman frowned rubbing the bridge of her nose slowly.
The dark-skinned woman was silent for a few seconds before sighing.
"I don't know, I've been following the case myself as best as I can. I personally agree with what most people are saying. He's a hero, the type of person our world needs."
Rachel scoffed lightly looking up at the sky.
"Yeah that's what they say, but this isn't a comic book Zari. Vigilantes like him set up a bad precedent. As capable as he may be some day he's gonna screw up or worse someone who isn't as capable will follow in his footsteps and get killed or kill someone else." She said with tired groan her shoulders sagging some.
The other woman frowned patting the Jewish woman's back.
"Maybe, but maybe he won't? We don't know the future and stressing too much about it will only make you sick and crazy. You're a good cop Rach, but you can't protect everyone."
Rachel frowned deeper looking back at her son.
"I know, but that doesn't mean I can't try. If this J.C. was another cop or something I'd be all for backing him up. But he's not and he shouldn't be allowed to just take matters into his own hands. Whose gonna hold him accountable if he screws up?" She was growing more impassioned by the second, but Zari's calming hand rubbed her back massaging the passion away some.
"Relax Rachel, relax! You're a young woman whose gonna stress herself into an early grave. Now come on let's gets some food, maybe something greasy and covered in cheese will soak up some of the sugar in Jack's stomach." She grabbed the stressed out cop's hand then Jack's shoulder and began dragging them both towards the smell of fried food.
*A few minutes later*
"Gah I'm gonna have to run twenty miles to work all this off!" Mary pouted rubbing her taut stomach some. "Why did I let you talk me into two helpings of fried oreos?"
Jason laughed wiping his mouth and hands off.
"Cause you didn't want your man to look like a gluttonous monster by himself. Besides we'll do some exercise later tonight." He winked at her throwing the dirty napkin away.
The woman blushed again, but gave him a playful smile nodding slowly.
"We'll both need it if we keep eating like this." She cleaned her own face before taking the man's hand pulling him close and giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Jason smiled down at her and patted his own stomach.
"Well I'm full now, so I think we'll be safe for the rest of the night." He was about to say something else when the sound of loud shouting stilled the words in his mouth.
"HEY FUCKFACE I TOLD YOU TO NEVER COME AROUND HERE!" A young man's voice roared above the din of festivities.
"THIS A FREE COUNTRY YOU ASSHOLE! YOU DON'T OWN THE FAIRGROUNDS JAMES!" Another young man responded the general din dying down some.
Jason's head snapped around and he saw a group of six young people two boys and a girl on each side. They were squaring off besides the dunk tank, the speakers were a black kid dressed in jeans an a baggy shirt and a white kid dressed in cargo shorts and a tank-top. The black kid shouted back his fists clenching tight.
"DOESN'T FUCKING MATTER CARL! AFTER WHAT YOU DID TO MY SISTER YOU'RE LUCKY I DON'T KILL YOU RIGHT HERE AND NOW!"
The white kid snorted pointing an accusing finger at the girl next to the black kid dressed in a skirt and breezy blouse. Her eyes looked to be on the border of tears.
"WHAT I DID TO HER!? HOW ABOUT WHAT SHE DID TO ME?! I'M STILL PAYING THE MEDICAL BILLS FROM HER TRYING TO KILL ME!"
James snarled and lunged at Carl punching him hard in the face the two other boys then joined in wanting to help their friend win. Soon it was a wild vicious fight. Jason did his best to get at them.
*On the other side of the fight.*
"Mom there's some boys fighting by the dunk tank!" Jack shouted grabbing Rachel's hand dragging her away from winning a new portable grill at the shooting gallery. Figures she had just begun to relax and now some stupid kids were being stupid.
She heard the sounds of fighting and pushed Jack behind her before trying to work her way through the crowd. Times like this makes her regret leaving her gun and badge at home. But she heard a loud shout and say a big shadow rush towards the fight.
Jason finally broke through the crowd of on-lookers and charged into the fray.
"Hey stop it all of you!" He shouted trying to grab one of the kids and pull them apart, but it was Carl he had grabbed and in the heat of the moment the fit young man jumped at Jason and head-butted him hard dazing them both. But adrenaline was coursing through the young man and he recovered quicker and pulled Jason down to the ground where he and the others were tearing up the ground.
Rachel reached the edge of the ring of people just as Jason went down. She knew the description anywhere that was her mystery vigilante. Now she really wished she had her gun and badge. But just as she was about to shout a loud roar-like sound was heard and Jason came back to his feet holding both James and Carl by the fronts of their shirts blood actually trickling down his right eye. "I SAID STOP IT NOW!" He hurled both kids away as a bright yellow light flashed all around him. He then proceeded to yank the other two apart his much greater strength and loud voice making the rest of the fairground go silent as he was panting heavily. "THERE IS NO NEED FOR THIS VIOLENCE! YOU SHOULD ALL BE ASHAMED!" He pointed to James his voice coming down some. "James what Carl did to your sister was bad, but so was what she did." He then pointed to Carl. "And you! She did not try to kill you, stupidity and alcohol made you fools try to imitate a kung-fu movie and she just got a lucky hit in and cut your side. Not something worth posting personal pictures of her all over your school!"
The kids were stunned at the man's knowledge. Phones snapped pictures all around them. As much as Jason wanted to remain invisible things couldn't stay like that forever. "This the last chance for all of you. Repent and make peace." He said lowly having regained all his composure. He didn't wait and see though because he saw Rachel finally reacting and with a slight nod to her vanished into the crowds before she could get him.
*Fifteen minutes later*
Someone had called the cops at the beginning of the fight. And being the first on the scene technically Rachel hung around until the others showed up. Samson was on duty, and simply smiled and shook his head upon seeing Rachel glaring at the six kids while Jack and Zari were sitting at a picnic table.
"Trouble loves finding you doesn't it Levy?" Samson chuckled looking between the woman and the kids.
She snorted letting some patrolman take over watching and getting statements from the brawlers.
"Bite me Naza, at least I got a break through. Our vigilante was here and stopped the fight. I even saw him do it." She rubbed her eyes walking to Jack and Zari.
Following the big man whistled.
"Wow talk about luck, you seemed to be the only one."
Quirking her eyebrow Rachel said in disbelief.
"Wait how? There was at least twenty people watching the fight and damn near everyone had a phone out and was taking video and snapping pictures."
Samson shrugged handing her some of the statements the police had gathered.
"Yes, every phone was collected and checked for evidence, but not a one had anything from the fight nor the aftermath. And everyone we asked said it all happened so fast it was a blur even the kids who were fighting. Just the beginning of the fight and a yellow light."
The Detective blinked a few times then sat down heavily on the bench placing her head in her hands. "Who is this guy?"
Her partner shrugged patting her shoulder.
"We'll find out Rachel, but you've done all you can here. You're tired, Jack and Zari are tired head home. I'll call you if anything comes up." Knowing he was right Rachel got up and took Jack's hand before walking slowly back to her car with Zari.
*Later that night*
It took some time, but Jack had finally settled down for the night and Rachel was seated on her couch with Zari. Rachel was sipping wine but Zari wasn't a drinker so she was just enjoying a virgin Pina Colada as Rachel called them.
"How can that happen Zari? Everyone saw him, but only me and you remember? Not even Jack fully remembers." The woman said running a hand through her messy hair taking a long sip of her wine.
Sitting back on the couch Zari kicked her feet out and shrugged studying her drink.
"I don't know Rachel, we saw enough flashes that this fight should be trending on all social media sites. But nothing, not even a Facebook comment. Only thing I can think of is him, his girl, or someone they know is some kind of magician or super hacker. Neither of which makes a lick of sense."
The women sunk into silence before Zari finished her drink and looked at the clock on the wall. "Wow it's past midnight, I got work in the morning. Be sure you get some sleep Rach." She placed her glass in the kitchen and slipped her shoes back on. With a frown Rachel placed her glass down and followed her friend out. "I don't know if I can, but some wine might help. Are you sure you can't stay? It's no fun drinking alone." She giggled lightly her face from the drink.
Zari smiled giving the other woman a big hug. "Yes, unlike you cops I don't get many days off from my job in the big scary government." She sneezed lightly chuckling. "Before you drink too much more wine maybe hit the showers. I think you got some angry teenager sweat on you dealing with those kids." She winked lightly before walking out.
Rachel rolled her eyes before closing and locking the door behind her friend. She didn't notice any smell, but she always slept better after a nice hot shower. Finishing her glass she put the bottle of wine away and moved to her bedroom stripping out of her clothes and grabbed a towel before heading into her own bathroom. She turned on a small radio that was hanging on her wall then turned the shower on stepping into the steam. Breathing in deep the woman simply stood under the water letting it cover her fit nude body.
Her mind began to wander as it always did when in the shower. First about the case then at the finer details between all of the incidents, her mind was at a complete loss as usual. So many pieces that didn't fit and others continuing to be found. Soon her mind wandered to the man himself. He was pretty much exactly what the witnesses described, but seeing him in person was a different thing altogether. She saw a pain and a sadness under the anger, then the yellow light.
The rippling muscles, swirling tattoos, his wild long hair...the definition of an alpha male. Leaning against the wall of her shower the thoughts twisted around and around her hands moving of their own accord to react. How long had it been since she was with a man like that? She couldn't even remember, what could he do if given the chance? She didn't know, but her imagination filled in the blanks, a soft moan left her lips before she came back to her own shaking the images away and going back to her shower finishing it quickly and getting out wrapping herself in a towel her face still a little red. Did she really just almost do that?
Shaking the rest of the thoughts from her mind she finished up her nightly rituals and dressed in a short gray night gown and climbed into bed laying down. She stared off into the night feeling the wine working it's magic, just before she shut her eyes she saw Jason strong face twisted with regret before he vanished into the crowds and Rachel's eyes drooped closed and she fell into a dreamless sleep.
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