Daddy's Girl

Bart looked on hopeful as the woman to his right worked on Roman. She had been at it since Bart had shown up. It seemed like Mr. Brady was not willing to die just yet. Death didn't seem to be willing to let him live yet.

Still Bart hoped that Mr. Brady would tell death to wait just a while longer. The man laying on the table in front of him was his only hope. Bart knew the risks he'd taken by doing what he had. He just hoped it would all pay off.

"That should do it....at least for now. I've done everything I can.....it's all up to him now Bart. You know you should come up with a cover story. Do you need any help?... He's going to be wondering where you are, my getting a consciences a bit late in the game friend."

"Yeah, I'd better call him before he calls me. No, I've got a good cover story. You know me, just an old softy.....I really need to find a new line of work. I'm getting too old for this level of stress."

"Aren't we all Bart....aren't we all. I've been hiding so long I can't remember what it's like not to be. The irony of all this is not lost on me, I remember the first time I helped you out. Oddly that was what lead me to the hiding part.....Bart I don't regret it in the least. My choice, just wish I'd never joined up with well you know."

" How did you end up... yeah know involved with him?"

"Young and dumb. I'm just grateful I got out."

"So where is the rest of your merry group?"

"Gone. They got tired of living MIA, got surgery and went back to normal life. I'm the only hold out on that whole new face thing. You know how I feel about that short of thing... Looks like our friend is going to live Bart."

"Thank God. Let's get him to the car, we have a road trip a head of us. Sorry, but we need to get back to the states as fast as we can. We will hijack the jet at the air field it's fueled and ready to go. I'll call who ever the fake is and tell him I've got business back home that needs looking at."

"I hope this works, that's all I'm saying."

"I know this is a risk for you."

"Don't worry about it Bart. I never did want to live forever."

The two then picked up a live but a still sleeping Roman Brady. Carefully the two friends took the man out to the car. It was time to face what ever the future held. With any luck the three of them would live to see a good one.

Well at least two of them anyway, the woman who was currently strapping in Roman Brady. Knew the her time was just about up. Or it would be soon, it had been a very long and twisting road. She had survived a lot of things and a lot of people.

However once it came out she was back in the states. She knew all hell was going to break lose. Her past was littered with a lot of bad mistakes. A lot of bad decisions and a lot of broken hearts. Worse yet she had hurt a lot of people who she should never have hurt.

Hind site being one of those things she had not been blessed with until years latter. She had a lot to answer for and a lot to try and fix. Still as she climbed into the car with Bart and watched him put the car into drive. She didn't wonder if perhaps just maybe she could fix what she had done.

Perhaps it was mealy wishful thinking, but she prayed to anyone who would listen that this time. This time and this place she would be able to fix the things she had caused.

By staying away for so many years, when she should have come back. Fear had lead her to think it was best to stay way. Her fear had lead to others pain, fear would no longer rule her. She just prayed that she could help him, help him find the light again. After all this time she still loved him. She still loved her dark angel, more than anything else.