Second That Emotion
by
Latikia
Copyright © 2006
Chapter 24
Lilly got us off the back roads and onto some major paved streets. Peggy curled up next to me and laid her head on my leg.
Lilly and Izzy were whispering back and forth, too low for me to hear what they were saying. I spent my time looking out the window and thinking, remembering, analyzing the data I had and trying to force it all to make sense.
After thirty-five minutes of driving we found a main road
and a gas station where we bought a map of
Problem was, if it was that easy for the girls and I to figure that out it meant that whoever wanted us out of D.C. was going to be watching the most obvious ways back in. That is, if they thought we were going back to D.C.
Where and who did they think we would turn to for help?
I only had a robe on, so that limited where we could go for the time being, and we were in a stolen car, or at the very least it would be reported as stolen fairly soon so local police and the state troopers would be on the lookout for us. And that was assuming the car didn’t have any tracking devices on board and we could be tracked that way.
Things were not looking good. The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I got and the more I wanted to hurt someone.
“Lilly, if you see a K-Mart or a sporting goods store, pull in would you? I need some pants, shirt and some shoes of some sort.”
“Okey-doke!” she agreed cheerily. I lifted an eyebrow. Cheery? After everything that had happened over the past few hours?
We were tooling along north on I-95 when I heard a siren behind us. I turned around and looked behind us.
A state trooper, lights flashing and siren blaring was racing up.
“Lilly, pull over. Don’t anybody do anything crazy. Let me handle this, alright?”
“Ike…” Izzy started, looking worried.
“I won’t hurt him, I promise.”
I linked with Peggy quickly. She was the most tired. I drained off some her exhaustion, amped it up several times and held it, ready and waiting.
Lilly pulled to the side of the interstate and put the car in park. The trooper stopped his vehicle some fifteen feet behind us and got out, released the catch on his holster and approached our car.
“Step out of the vehicle and keep your hands where I can see them!” he ordered loudly.
I opened the door and climbed out. I lifted my hand up to shoulder level and smiled.
“Morning, officer, something wrong?”
He inched closer to me, his right hand hovering over his pistol.
I linked with him and forced Peggy’s exhaustion into the man and held it in place. His face took on a dreamy, distant look and he swayed back and forth. I moved forward quickly and caught him before he fell, easing him to the ground in front of his vehicle.
He was out like a light, snoring nearly as loudly as the man I’d once bunked with in the hospital.
“Izzy! A little help here!” I called out.
My sister got out of the car and ran over to me.
“Help me get his clothing off. He’s a little bigger than you, but they should fit well enough.”
“You want me to pretend to be a cop?”
I grinned at her. “I’ve always wanted to fuck a cop…after I paddled her butt first, of course.”
Izzy leered at me. “You have unexpected depths of kink, don’t you little brother?”
“What can I say; you bring out the best in me.” I smirked.
We pulled the trooper along the ground to the passenger side of our car and started removing his uniform. As I got a bit off of him, Izzy put it on. Within minutes we had a cop in his skivvies on the ground and my sister in a slightly baggy state cop outfit, complete with gun belt and hat.
I opened the rear door. “Okay ladies, everyone into the cop car. Izzy will drive.” While they got out, I loaded our sleeping beauty into the back seat of the car we were abandoning. That done I turned and ran to the cop car and got in.
“Okay Izzy, let’s find the light switch on this thing and
haul ass. Drive as fast as you feel
comfortable with, but I want us going fast.
We need to get to
“Seat belts!” Izzy ordered, threw the car into drive and pulled out into traffic, complete with smoking tires and a spray of dirt behind us.
She merged over into the suicide lane and tore down the interstate, lights flashing and doing about 120mph.
“I had no idea you were such a speed demon, sweetie.”
“Oh I have lots of fantasies you don’t know about, little brother. Yet.”
Lilly and Peggy, in the back seat, giggled and whispered.
“No! Honest?” Peggy gasped.
“Yeah, she promised.” Lilly replied.
“Cool. Me too?”
“Of course you too.”
“Yay!” Peggy shouted happily.
“What’s going on back there?” I asked.
“Nothin’.” they chorused sweetly, and then giggled in stereo.
I turned to my sister. “Okay…spill it. What’s going on?”
Izzy kept her focus on the road. “Well, the three of us have been talking. We’ve had a lot of time on our hands the past few days. They know about us. I told them. All about us.”
“I kind of figured that out this morning. Once I got over the shock of being discovered grabbing your butt.”
“Ike, the look on your face was priceless. And you didn’t let go either. Damn I was so turned on.”
“Yeah, I could tell.”
“Anyway, like I said, they know about us and we agreed that since we’re sisters it wouldn’t be right for only one of us to have you. So we’re going to share and share alike.”
“Sisters?”
“Ike, I’ve always felt as if something was missing in my life. Ever since I was little, it’s been that way. Like part of me was missing. When Mom told me about my twin dying when we were born, I thought that must be what it was. But since I’ve met Lilly and Peggy I don’t feel that emptiness anymore. Together we were able to deal with the stress and the uncertainty. I would have gone nuts without them.”
“And Izzy helped us stay calm and not freak out. We were all scared and frightened when you got hurt, but we helped each other.” Lilly said proudly.
I smiled.
“Sisters then. And what have you been promising your sisters?”
“Lilly wants a baby. Your baby. Our baby.” she said firmly.
I looked back at Lilly and she met my eyes with a determined look I hadn’t seen from her before.
“It’s a big risk, Lilly. Are you sure you want to take that chance again?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
“I don’t mean just the risk you already know about. Do you want to chance having a child who could have the same kind of problems that I do?”
She grinned. “I hope he’s exactly like you. He’ll be beautiful.”
“I think we need to get you some glasses.” I said, tears in my eyes.
I turned to Izzy again. “And you’re okay with this?”
She nodded slightly. “You’ve given me enough reason to trust your love for me that I can share that love with people I love.”
I reached over and gave her thigh a squeeze. “I’ll never stop loving you, or being in love with you.”
“Don’t forget about me!” Peggy squealed.
“I haven’t forgotten.” Izzy said.
I turned towards the back. “And what did my sweet pimp of a sister promise you, squirt?”
“Everything. I get you and her and a baby.” Both my eyebrows went up at that.
“Excuse me?”
“Well, Lilly isn’t into girls very much. But I get really excited thinking about licking Izzy and being spanked by you. And after that I want you to make love to me and give me a baby.”
I faced front and half sagged, half slumped into the seat.
“You okay, Ike?” Izzy asked me, concern in her voice, but a big wicked grin on her face.
“Oh, I doubt it very much. That Rathbourne woman may have been a fraud, but she was right about one thing. No one man can ever satisfy three women. It’s not physically possible.”
Peggy leaned forward and wrapped her fingers in the wire mesh that separated the front from the back seats.
“Good thing you cheat then, huh?”
We made damn good time up I-95, past
“Can I help you officer?” the guard asked politely.
I leaned across and whispered into Izzy’s ear.
“I have people here to see the Deputy Director of Internal Security…a Dr. Wills, I believe is the name.”
The guard stood up abruptly and backed away. “Wait right there, I’ll call inside and see if he’s there.”
I opened the passenger side door and got out. I strode around the front of the car and over to the guard shack where the man was busy pushing buttons. I filled the doorway, hands on the frame. I glared at him and the other four men in there with him.
“Tell whoever you’re calling that if I see anyone coming out here that isn’t Dr. Wills or his assistant Mr. Jones there will be hell to pay. I’m thru dealing with people I don’t know. Make that very clear.”
The guard nodded his head vigorously and held the phone to his ear.
“Tell Dr. Wills that they’re here.” he said into the receiver. “And they want to see him or Mr. Jones. No one else…right, I’ll wait.” He looked up at me. “They’re connecting me to his office.”
I smiled and broadcast some calm and confidence to reassure the man. I didn’t want him to pay for the mistakes of others.
“Yes sir, this is the front gate. The people we were told to be on the look out for are here to see you…yes sir, a big man, about six five, white hair and beard, very pissed off, along with three women in a state police vehicle…he says no one but you or Mr. Jones is to come for them or there will be hell to pay…yes sir. Right away.” He put down the receiver.
“I’m going to escort you and the ladies to the front entrance where Dr. Wills and Mr. Jones will be waiting. If you’ll follow me, sir?”
I nodded, turned, went back and got into the car. “Follow this guy, Izzy, and stay close. If anything looks the least bit funny, be prepared to turn this car around and get us out of here.”
“Got it.”
We followed the guard’s vehicle up the north access road, thru the woods and emerged from them to see a gigantic parking area on the left side. The road curved slightly and we approached the main building. It was old, built, from the look of it, sometime in the 50’s. There was a newer, more modern building on the right, but the main one was where my attention was focused. From the glass doors of that main building emerged Dr. Wills with Mr. Jones trailing him slightly.
I got out of the car and stood there glowering at the pair of them.
“What the fuck went wrong!” I snarled.
Dr. Wills held up a hand, trying to placate my anger. Like that was going to happen.
“Son, first let’s get you out of the sun before you add to your injuries. I understand you’re angry and you have every reason to be. I will try and explain what I think happened.”
“Will the girls be safe here?”
“Yes. They will be safe. You will all be safe here.”
“Girls, come on out.” I called. Lilly and Peggy clambered out and ran to my sides. Izzy came sauntering over, in full State Trooper dress, minus the footwear. The cop’s feet had been too big, so she stuck with her tennis shoes. She tipped back her hat, pulled the aviator glasses down the bridge of her nose and tossed the keys to Mr. Jones.
“Ladies, meet Dr. Wills and Mr. Jones. Gentlemen, my sister Isabeau and her sisters Lilly and Peggy.”
Dr. Wills inclined his head and smiled winningly. “Ladies, welcome to the CIA.”
He led us in to the building, with Mr. Jones bringing up the rear. I looked over my shoulder at Jones and narrowed my eyes. He stumbled slightly then raised his hands to shoulder level in a gesture of surrender.
“Let him explain…I don’t know what happened.”
I nodded. “I’ll let him try. No promises beyond that. And thanks for sending the watchdogs and the throw-away. I won’t forget that.”
“Glad to hear it.” he muttered under his breath.
As soon as we got thru the doors there were a series of metal detectors, each one with armed guards next to them.
“Those detectors of yours are about to go off…” I warned Wills and Jones, as I removed the Beretta from my robe pocket, “…and we aren’t giving them up just yet, so you’d best warn your guards not to do anything stupid or I’ll kill them all.” I held out my hand to Izzy, who handed me the second Beretta. She kept her other hand on the State Trooper’s pistol, a Smith and Wesson .357 Magnum revolver.
“Oh shit!” Jones spat and rushed forward and started waving his arms and yelling for the guards to stand back and keep their hands away from their weapons.
Izzy and the girls looked at me, towering over them, a pistol in each hand and probably looking more like a royally pissed off Ezekiel than a benevolent Moses. I linked with every guard in my line of sight.
“I mean it Doctor. My patience has worn exceedingly thin and I am no longer inclined to tolerate fuck-ups of any kind, for any reason.”
“Ike, please, calm down.” Dr. Wills said, moving to stand in front of me. “I swear, what happened was all related to what I told you at the hospital; my office has been penetrated, someone leaked our plans to move you and the ladies and they beat us to the punch. Mr. Jones and I have been doing everything in our power to locate you, but we are not set up for these kinds of operations.”
“You have a leak in your department? Spy catchers Inc. has a spy…that’s almost funny. Drag their asses down here and I’ll tell you who it is. I’ll skin the fucker alive right here on your goddamned corporate seal and you can nail what’s left of their hide to the wall!” I snarled and started broadcasting anger, irritation, malice and death.
Dr. Walls backed away, the girls moved behind me and everyone else in front of me started looking like they wanted someplace to hide.
Izzy reached around and put her hand on my chest.
“Baby, please…you have to calm down. You’re scaring everyone.”
“They should be scared. They put you three in danger, and as far as I’m concerned that is unforgivable.”
Lilly moved around opposite my sister and put her hand inside my robe against my belly.
“Ike, we’re okay. You protected us, just like you promised. You don’t have to be mad anymore.”
“These people have to understand that I will hold them accountable. Betray me and there will be a price to pay and I’ll be the one to extract it, not the courts and not the politicians…ME!”
Peggy came around and planted herself in front of me, reached her little hand inside my robe and grabbed my dick.
I looked down at her. Her face was very serious, an expression I hadn’t seen on her very often.
“Okay, so now they know you’re not someone to be fucked with; when can we get something to eat…I’m starving?”
I lowered the guns and slipped them into the pockets of the robe. I changed my broadcasting to peacefulness, calm and some of the love I felt for my girls.
I looked at Dr. Wills. “You are so damn lucky…” I started.
“Ike…” Izzy growled.
“Alright, alright. Let’s get this debriefing shit over with so Peggy can eat and I can get some clothes.”
I looked down into Peggy’s eyes. “Can I please have my dick back now?” I asked quietly.
“If you insist.” She smiled slightly. “But I’m gonna want it back later.”
“If you insist.” She and Lilly giggled. Izzy rolled her eyes.
I looked up at Dr. Wills and shrugged. “I’m a little stressed out. I apologize for going over the top and getting melodramatic.”
“I quite understand. And thank you ladies. You all appear to have things well in hand.” he said with a smirk and turned back towards Mr. Jones, who was still trying to calm the security guards.
“Alright, girls…I’ve learned my lesson and I know who the bosses are. Can we please go now? I’m gonna catch a cold standing here in this damn robe.”
We all followed Dr. Wills thru one of the metal detectors, which started beeping right on cue. I glared at the guard standing next to it and kept walking.
Wills led us down a main entryway to a bank of elevators where we waited. He inserted a key into one of the banks of buttons and a set of doors opened. He stepped inside the car and the four of us and Mr. Jones followed him in.
The doors closed and we began descending.
“How long do you think it’ll take before word gets around that you’ve taken on a homicidal maniac as your protégée?” I asked Dr. Wills.
Wills smiled pleasantly. “I would imagine that before the hour has passed you will be a living legend within this building.”
“Good. Then everyone will be focused on me and not on you. You can do your job and I can spend my time learning the business and terrorizing potential spies.”
Mr. Jones barked a short laugh and Dr. Wills chuckled to himself.
“You should have been an actor Ike. Or a spy. You have a definite flair for the dramatic.”
“You were faking all that?” Izzy accused me.
“A little. I’m tired of reacting to other people’s moves. From now on I want them reacting to my moves. Let them be scared of what I might do.”
“I think they’re already scared, my boy. Otherwise they would never have done something as blatantly aggressive as remove you from the hospital and intercept our transfer of your ladies.”
The elevator doors opened. We were three floors below ground level. We stepped out into a long hall, doors on all sides.
“This is the Department of Internal Security. My office is all the way at the end of the hall. Yours will be the one on the right. It’s still in the process of being set up, but you can take a look if you like.”
I shook my head. “No, first there are things I need to tell you, things to show you. Then I want to find your office mole. And then…some clothes and a safe place for the girls and me to stay for a while. I’m still banged up and hurting and I could use a little rest.”
“Fair enough. Mr. Jones, would you arrange to have some food and drinks sent to my office for the ladies?”
“Right away, Doctor.” Jones walked off down the hall and disappeared thru one of the many doors.
“If you’ll all follow me.”
We marched down the hall to the large doors at the end. Wills opened them and ushered us in. Inside was a medium sized waiting area and a stern looking woman behind a wooden desk acting as guardian to another large wooden door. She looked up as we came in and gave me a startled look.
I linked with her quickly. Fear, panic, embarrassment, and guilt were running amok within her. She masked her facial features well though and I would never have noticed if not for the link.
“I believe I’ve found your personal mole, Doctor.” I said ominously.
I pulled the panic and guilt from the woman, tripled it and reinserted the bulked up emotions in her.
“When was the last time you contacted the Congressman?” I asked her, moving closer and looming over her desk, leaning forward and placing my palm flat on her blotter.
Her eyes were wide with fear and sweat broke out thru the layers of heavy makeup she was wearing in an effort to look younger than her fifty some odd years.
“This morning. He said I was to let him know if you or the young women showed up here.”
I nodded, feeling the truth of her statement. “And why have you betrayed your employer?”
“Money! He pays me five thousand dollars for every tip I give him. We need the money! My husband’s hurt and can’t work…the medical bill just keep piling up and we’re going to lose our house!” She started weeping piteously.
I stood up and turned to Dr. Wills. “There was a woman claiming to be your personal physician, a Dr. Evelyn Rathbourne, at the farm house where they took us, along with a set of matching strong arm types. They told me that they were working for a Congressman and a Senator, but they only knew the identity of the Congressman. I left them alive…mindless but alive. There were also four men claiming to be FBI agents. They’re dead. Unless someone came along to check up on them, they should all still be there. I don’t know the address of the place, but if you get us a map I think we can show you where to look.”
I removed the pistols from my pocket and handed them to Wills. “These were in the possession of Dr. Rathbourne’s goons. The serial numbers are sequential, so I suppose there’s a chance of tracing them and finding out who bought them or what organization is responsible for them.”
I reached into the other pocket and brought out the ID’s, credit cards and driver’s licenses and handed them over as well.
“They had these in their possession too. Maybe they’re fakes, maybe not.”
Dr. Wills looked at the things he held in his hands, then over to his weeping clerk, and then to me.
“Damn! And this is what you’ve been up to this morning?”
“Don’t forget the State Trooper we left on the interstate.” Peggy reminded me.
“Thanks squirt, I’d forgotten about him. I would imagine he’s been found by now. We left him sleeping in the back of one of Dr. Rathbourne’s cars; you might want to return his badge, gun and vehicle to the Virginia State Police with our regrets, thanks and apologies.”
Mr. Jones came thru the open main door and stopped. “Food and drinks are on the way and I’ve also sent for some clothing for Mr. Blacktower.”
Dr. Wills nodded absently. “Thank you Mr. Jones. Take Mrs. Harrison into custody, she is our internal leak. And when you return from that, we have a lot of work to get started on.”