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Takes place two days after this and the day after this.

Snake hobbled to the garage wrestling one handed with the lock and keys. He’d promised Hope he would take her to see Billy. Nothing would stop him, even being shot. Plissken pulled out Billy’s bike first and pushed it up the ramp into the Humvee then went back for Hope’s bike. Hers was heavier and he had to struggle to push it inside. The task completed Snake sat on the bumper relaxing. The pain was coming in pulses through the left side of his body, from the leg, to his shoulder and finally into the back of his eye where it felt like a power drill grinding into his skull.

He had already maxed out on his daily dose of painkillers and turned to a few sips from his flask to help dull the pain or at least relax him some. After a few more minutes Plissken pulled down the ramp and closed up the back waiting for Hope to come out. It wasn’t long until she showed up with her back pack and got in.

As much as Snake hated to admit it, his daughter had to help him into the humvee. He clutched the wheel with a death grip but managed to smile at his daughter in the seat beside him. She knew he was in pain, everyone knew he was in pain but it was old habit to hide that weakness as much as possible. Push on through they always said in the military and Plissken still took that to heart.

The drive into the city was fairly uneventful though Plissken was anxious the whole way. He knew the cops were still looking for him. Luckily the foster home was in the suburbs. The cops still believed Snake was a full time city dweller. That had advantages he had never dreamed of.

Snake pulled into the lot and dreaded leaving his guns outside. Looking over at Hope bounding from the passenger side removed his hesitation. It took him some time to slowly walk to the front of the building. He refused to limp and in order to accomplish that through the pain he had to take his time. Snake pulled his coat off and hung it in the reception area before checking in. It was more difficult this time due to the news but he managed. He filled out Hope’s papers and soon presented her with a visitor’s badge. Snake was glad it was the woman out front. The guy who worked in the place creeped him out, no one should be that happy.

“He’s back in the TV room.” Snake motioned down the hall. He had a pretty good sense of the layout. He waited for Hope then headed for the room where he was told Billy was.

Date: 2007-03-09 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goldenkid.livejournal.com
Billy walked to him. He could see that Snake was hurting, so he was afraid to hug him. "The man on the news said you were probably dead. That they gave all the hospitals PB and Js so they would help you get better. Everybody said you were stupid to have as a hero, but I knew they were wrong."

Date: 2007-03-09 04:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_call_me_snake_/
Snake smiled and put his good arm around Billy. What they think a few bullets'd keep me down? I don't need a hospital.

Date: 2007-03-09 04:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goldenkid.livejournal.com
"But you got hurted. Don't you got to get stitches or something?" Billy leaned into Snake, happy that he was okay. He grinned up at him, "at least they weren't mines!"

Date: 2007-03-09 04:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_call_me_snake_/
Snake laughed. Xena and I did it. Not so bad pulling the bullets out.

No there are no mines though they had the damned stun nets out.

Date: 2007-03-10 08:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goldenkid.livejournal.com
*Billy shuddered. He hated guns and he hated bullets. The idea of Snake pulling bullets from his own flesh was more than he could imagine*

You promise you're okay?

Date: 2007-03-10 08:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goldenkid.livejournal.com
*Billy furrowed his brow, he wasn't convinced*

You really really promise?

Date: 2007-03-11 02:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_call_me_snake_/
Yes. Snake smiled. Had a lot worse than this done to me before. I'll get by.

Date: 2007-03-11 04:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goldenkid.livejournal.com
Okay. I believe you. *Billy grinned.* You brought Hope to see me!

Date: 2007-03-11 04:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_call_me_snake_/
I promised her I would as soon as I could. Snake grinned. Can't break a promise even for something like this. Snake motioned at his arm.

Date: 2007-03-11 04:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goldenkid.livejournal.com
Billy grinned at Hope and turned back to Snake. "Did you bring our bikes so we can race?"

Date: 2007-03-11 04:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_call_me_snake_/
Of course I did. Snake smiled. I told you I would.

Date: 2007-03-11 04:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goldenkid.livejournal.com
*Billy grinned up at Snake, like a little boy would to his father or someone whom he held in high regard*

You always keep your promises. You're the only grown up who ever does.

Date: 2007-03-11 04:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_call_me_snake_/
I try as much as I can to keep all of them.

Date: 2007-03-11 04:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goldenkid.livejournal.com
Thank you for that, Snake!

Date: 2007-03-11 04:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_call_me_snake_/
You deserve it. Sanke smiled. One of the ways you can tell I like someone. I'm always honest and I keep my promises.

Date: 2007-03-11 04:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goldenkid.livejournal.com
Usually grown ups lie. But not you.

Date: 2007-03-11 04:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_call_me_snake_/
Not all adults lie. I just don't see the point of lying unless I absolutely have to.

Date: 2007-03-11 04:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goldenkid.livejournal.com
Mac doesn't lie. And you don't lie. All the other grownups I know either lie or talk to me like I'm stupid.

Date: 2007-03-11 04:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_call_me_snake_/
I think you just need to meet more grown-ups. Snake chuckled. Lot of them try and treat other adults the same damned way.

Date: 2007-03-11 05:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goldenkid.livejournal.com
That's stupid. I don't like to be spoken to like I'm stupid.

Date: 2007-03-11 05:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goldenkid.livejournal.com
Billy eyed the older boys for a second and then looked back to Snake. "Let's race now!"

Date: 2007-03-11 05:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_call_me_snake_/
Snake could see the look on Billy's face and glared at the older boys. Is there something going on?

Date: 2007-03-11 05:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goldenkid.livejournal.com
*Billy shook his head, he didn't want Snake to know how much of a wimp he was compared to them*

No.

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