Again I do not own the Biker Mice from Mars and I write only for my enjoyment and that of anyone who takes a chance and reads the products of my overly active imagination. Please forgive any grammar or spelling faux pas I might have missed.

 

Thail Part VI

 

 

"Old habits die hard"; Stoker thought as he took his bike to find his hurting lost protégé already having sent Modo back to help comfort Charley. She needed as much support now as possible.

Yep, there he was not 2 miles away from the base racing through the hills blowing up boulders like they were his worst enemies. Stoker parked and watched the show. After a while Vinnie stopped and sat just staring at the damage he'd done. Then burying his head in his arms he leaned exhausted on his handlebars. Stoker pulled up next to him.

Vinnie muttered without lifting his head. "Yeah I know I'm a rat, I'm slime. You can't call me anything I haven't called myself."

"Well that's your opinion kid. I didn't come here to down you. Just maybe give you something to think about. That's one special lady you've got or had there. To be honest I would have tried taking her away if she wasn't so crazy about you." The older mouse's voice suddenly got very distant and sad. "You don't get love like that very often in this life. I had it once, and to have it again I won't care if my Nadia came back as a Plutarkian. Think about what you are getting ready to give up, because there's too many waiting to give that exquisite creature all the love she needs and make you a distant memory." Just as he started to leave he slapped Vinnie on the back," Don't be a fool mud puppy."

Vinnie listened to the sound of Stoker’s bike leave. Finally he lifted his head and rubbed his hands up and down his face. Every word Stoker had said was true and made so much sense, but could he make his heart hear them.

 

Back at Charlie's room:

"The sedative should make her sleep for a few hours. Help calm her down." Angelica said as she finished putting the medicine in Charlie's arm. Charley was still making small sniffing sounds but not really looking at anything or anyone.

"Hey sweetie we'll stay with ya until you go to sleep if you'd like?" Modo asked as he stroked her hair gently. Charley never responded.

"It's okay babe you don't have to say anything, we'll stay anyway." Throttle comforted sitting down on her bed still holding her hand.

"Once she gets to sleep you guys leave her to rest." Angelica ordered before leaving.

Stoker had come back in time to see Angelica coming out of Charlie's room, "Well how's she taking all this?" he asked, knowing how stupid a question it was but not knowing what else to say.

Angelica smiled and put him at ease; "It's happened before, sorry to say. I was just hoping they were strong enough to handle it. Sometimes a loved one can't make the connection between the old and the new.

"So now what?"

"It's up to them. Hopefully the shock will wear off and Vinnie will come to his senses before the hurt turns her away from him for good. That is if she lives through it."

"You mean this can kill her?"

"Think about it Stok. She loved him so much she was willing to married an alien not knowing what that would mean for her having children and fifty million other complications. She was almost killed because of him and had to leave her own world, her own people. Now she has even lost her life, as she knew it and he won't accept her.

That's a lot of mind and heart damage for a young woman who scarcely beat the odds in the first place. She's got to want to live." Angelica touched his shoulder and went to care for her other patience.

The older mouse quietly pushed Charlie's door opened and shook his head at what Angelica had just told him.

"Hey, Stoker how'd you do?" Modo whispered hoping Vinnie were with him.

"We'll talk about it later. How's Charley?"

"Not so good. It's like she's given up. Angie gave her something to make her sleep but I'm really worried." Throttle answered still holding her hand massaging it gently.

Stoker looked down at the sleeping Charley touching her face. "I hope she'll make it. This is too beautiful a life to end. We'd better let her get some rest. Angie will keep a good eye on her." Throttle and Modo both kissed her forehead and the three left.

In the darken room Charley open her eyes only having slept a short while. She lie there for a moment then sat up and got out of bed a little dizzy from the sedative. She unsteadily walked over to the window leaning against it and stared at the ground four stories below. She felt her hands unlock it and push it open. The cool Martian air hitting her face as she moved closer to sit on the windowsill. She pulled her knees up to her chest and tried to clear her mind make sense of what had happened. She again gazed out into the strange colors of the Martian night as if she were debating something.

A voice came out of the quite darkness of the room behind her." Charley"

Her head turned to the all too familiar sound of his voice. "Leave me alone Vincent." She demanded holding her knees tighter against the sudden chill that ran through her.

What had he done to her? How could he have been so blind to not know that this was still his beautiful Charley? The moonlight reflected off her new beige color, her hair falling around her face cascading long down her back. Her once sparkling green eyes now filled with the hurt and sadness he'd put there. He had to convince her she was still the love he needed and wanted or had he lost her already?

"Charlene please, just let me at least talk to you, tell you…"

"Tell me what?" She interrupted. "That now you feel sorry for me. That you are going to be the big noble biker mouse, do the right thing, be stuck with the earthling freak. Don't bother to waste your time hero I'm not interested."

 

"No, to tell you I… just that I…love you. I'm sorry. I don't know what happened but I do love you. I was so wrong." He moved closer to her.

"Stay away from me." She demanded coldly. But that wasn't what she wanted, even though he'd hurt her so completely she still loved him. She was tired, confused and in her attempt to move away she began to topple out of the window. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. His hands desperately grasping trying to reach her before she fell. He felt his hands clutch her shoulders as he pulled her back into his arms.

At first she struggled hitting at him wildly with her fist crying louder with each blow trying to push him away. He only held her tighter to him. Finally she stopped, pulled her hands close to her chest and continued to cry softly going limp. He fell to his knees cradling her like a newborn.

"I'm sorry Sweetheart…. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. You’re my whole world. I'll never hurt you again just give me another chance. I swear I'll never hurt you again. Please forgive me." His voice pleading absolution.

How could he make her see that it wasn't pity, that she was still his only reason for living? He lifts her chin slowly bringing her forehead close enough to touch his. While his tail found hers and entwined it around them both his antenna lightly touch her. Never had Charley felt such closeness and warmth it was as if they were becoming one being. This bonding was normally saved for their wedding ceremony but he had to confirm what she meant to him. "Forever Charley girl, I promise, forever." He whispered.

He sat there holding her, feeling her heartbeat filling his being with every part of her. He stood and gently carried her to the bed laying down keeping her close to his side. She curled in a secure ball tucking her close to him. He pulled the covers up over her and wrapped his arms protectively around her. He watched her until she fell in to a serene sleep and he soon followed.

Stoker, Throttle, and Modo came back frustrated to the hospital. Heading right for Charlie's room. Before they could enter Angelica stopped them smiling. She put her finger to her lips making sure they remained quiet before she opened the door pointing to the bed. They were overjoyed at the sight of the two sleeping nestled in each other's arms.

"Well I'll be, the kid is pretty smart after all." Stoker whispered proudly.

 

 

 

 

Modo glanced at the clock and relised it was 8:00 and he had somewhere to be. Rushing down the hall just in time to see Magel locking the nursery.

"That's what I like a mouse who is on time." Her smile lit up the whole area. "So my fine gentlemouse where do venture off to?"

"Well this may sound a little corny but I'm sorta new in town so it's the ladies choice"

"Polite, handsome, and honest. Modo I think we are going to get along very nicely indeed. I just happen to know of very nice place quiet and the food is to die for."

"Sounds like my kind of place lead on ma' lady."

They walked about a mile down a few corridors and turned a few corners. Stopping in front of her quarters.

"You don't mind if I change first after a day with the kids I need a little freshening up."

"Modo nervously smiled, "Would you rather I wait out here?"

"Of course not. Besides any one who loves kids like you do I think I can trust."

Modo couldn't help but blush slightly.

They walked in and he was pleasantly surprised as she turned on the lights to reveal her spacious bright quarters. Pleasantly furnished with a slight sent of mulia flowers that filled the air. The delicate desert wild flower that still grew in small patches here and there.

"Why don't you make yourself comfortable while I get dressed it should only take me a sec. Can I get you anything first?"

"No Thanks I'll just sit."

"Okay I'll be right back."

Modo sat and took a good look around the room trying to get an idea of who she was. There where framed pictures that seemed to be draw by young hands. They hung on the wall like they were the works of great masters. A few other pieces of furniture, but what really caught his attention were the picture of a young male that sat in a small silver frame. Inside along with the picture was a tiny silver earring. He walked over and picked it up reading the inscription, All my love. No name just those three words. He placed the picture delicately back in its place and waited.

 

In no time she came back out and Modo's eyes practically fell out of his head. She was adorned in a soft green dress that seems to float around her. The braided hair she normally wore pulled back in a loose ponytail now hung free around her face. The small gold hops in her ears only accent her dark brow fur and hazel eyes.

"Well I'm ready," she smiled.

Modo tried hard to find just the right thing to say to tell her how exquisitely gorgeous she looked but all he could nervously manage to get out was, "You look real nice. Shall we go?"

"Modo I don't know if you are real or not but I'd better hold on to you. You just might vanish into thin air." She teased admiringly as she took his arm and they left.

 

 

The next Morning:

Primer walked the short distance for home to the supply facility where she would spend most of her day, not very exciting but necessary work. Her mind putting the day's task in order while she walked the alley that connected her quarters to the rest of the base.

"Excuse me Miss Primer is it?" a voice startled her. Primer looked up at the tall blond mouse that was standing in her path. For some reason she had the feeling of being trapped and back away a few steps.

"How did you know my name?" She questioned not sure if she should run, scream or what.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to startle you but I knew you came this route each morning and I have been trying for sometime to meet you." He smiled also backing away releasing he'd frighten her. "It's just I knew your father, we were in the same camp on Teliar 1. I had promised him that if I got out I would try and see you. He had given me something he wanted you to have."

"My Father? You knew my father?"

 

"Yes we had been cellmates for 3 years before the Fish head….well …before they….."

His eyes dropped. "Look can we go some where I'd really like to talk to you."

Primer wasn’t about to trust him but needing to know anything about her father she suggested, "We can go to were I work and talk there."

He agreed and followed close behind her pulling the hood of the cloak he was wearing completely over his head hiding his face for view. Primer though nothing of it. The war had done a lot of damage to a lot of people so his actions were no stranger than others she had seen.

So many were coming back, she and Rimfire had always hoped that their father might be one of the fortunate few that had survived. As she walked with the tall stranger her heart couldn't help but feel heavy knowing what he was going to tell her.

To be continued…….