ReneeLouvier
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Chapter Thirty Three
A yell was heard throughout the same neighborhood, as was the shot just moments eariler. Someone was crying, sobbing actually.
"...Hold on...just hold on, we'll get you help..." He said, cradling her close. He could see the gunwound just above her heart. He wasn't sure if she would die or not, but he didn't want to risk it. He turned to Biff, glaring. "I can't believe you."
Biff was watching closely, shaking. He never intended to actually hurt her. Maybe him, or Doc, but never that lady. Stammering, he leapt into his car, and sped off, his son running behind him, trying to catch up. He finally slammed on the brakes, and Griff clambered into the car, and it finally left out of their line of sight.
Sara was oddly calm, she just was leaning against Scooter, the wound bleeding quite freely. He has his hand pressed against the wound, trying to slow it down, but it was proving to be hard. She turned slightly and looked at him. He was a mess, his glasses were still missing, and he had a few stratches from the fight just moments before. His shirt and arms were bloody, as he held her close.
"Don't worry...." Sara said, whispering. She just nodded, smiling. "She'll be fine."
Scooter could only look at her, about to cry once more. He held her tightly, then he blanched, seeing the old Electric Mayhem's bus and the grayish van pulling up towards Doc's garage. Doc himself leapt outside, he was worried about them seeing each other, until he saw what had happened.
"Great Scott! What happened....Nevermind, I'll be right back!" He asked, kneeling down beside them. He just shook his head, and ran inside, finding a medical bag that he had. "Got to get you stablized first, before you answer that!"
He proceeded to cover up the wound, as someone in the van used a car phone to call the hospital. A few minutes later the EMC came, and they took her away to the local hospital.
"We completely blew it, Emmett." Kermit remarked. He couldn't help but look at their younger selves, and it was the same for them. Scooter just sat there on the pavement, still bloody. Sara's ring had slipped off, when he held her hand eariler. He just stared at it, no thoughts coming forth.
The younger Scooter was staring as well, from the front seat of the Mayhem's bus. He wanted to ask so much, but somehow...he felt his own pain. He knew something had happened, that was undescriblely horrible, and he stayed still.
Piggy stood up, huffing. "Well, I don't see the universe exploding, so seeing ourselves couldn't have been bad!" She frowned then she saw her younger self. "Hi. Doc, we need to get to the hospital. Should we take our bus?"
He just threw his arms in the air. "Might as well! We've killed every law of physics, and the ability to time travel today, I guess it dosnt' matter if they see the bus now either!"
Everyone agreed, and they all started back towards the bus. But Scooter, he didn't budge from the spot on the pavement. Both Kermits and the younger Scooter walked over to him. The older Kermit put his hand on Scooter's shoulder and halfway kneeled down.
"Come on with us, you'll see if she's alright then." Kermit looked at the area on the pavement, it was stained with drops of blood and charger powder from the gun.
Scooter stood up, and finally looked at himself. He just sighed, and took off his shirt. He was only wearing his undershirt then, as he walked back towards the bus.
The younger Kermit and Scooter stood there for a moment. They had said nothing, but they were curious about how they were in the future.
"Wow..." Scooter just stated, as the two finally walked back towards their own bus.
"I wonder what scared you so bad, Scooter?" Kermit said, smirking.
"Hey! At least I'm not wearing glasses around my neck like some old lady!"
He smirked again, crossing his arms and glancing over at Scooter as they settled into the seats on the bus. "I don't have a problem with glasses, Scooter. I'm just honestly suprised you have this full head of gray hair. You're younger then I am!"
Scooter frowned at Kermit. "You're a frog, you don't have hair."
"Oh, right." He dropped the smirking expression, as the bus was pulling out of the driveway. The other bus pulled out from around the back of the garage, and the van came last. All three vehicles were on their way to the hospital now.
A yell was heard throughout the same neighborhood, as was the shot just moments eariler. Someone was crying, sobbing actually.
"...Hold on...just hold on, we'll get you help..." He said, cradling her close. He could see the gunwound just above her heart. He wasn't sure if she would die or not, but he didn't want to risk it. He turned to Biff, glaring. "I can't believe you."
Biff was watching closely, shaking. He never intended to actually hurt her. Maybe him, or Doc, but never that lady. Stammering, he leapt into his car, and sped off, his son running behind him, trying to catch up. He finally slammed on the brakes, and Griff clambered into the car, and it finally left out of their line of sight.
Sara was oddly calm, she just was leaning against Scooter, the wound bleeding quite freely. He has his hand pressed against the wound, trying to slow it down, but it was proving to be hard. She turned slightly and looked at him. He was a mess, his glasses were still missing, and he had a few stratches from the fight just moments before. His shirt and arms were bloody, as he held her close.
"Don't worry...." Sara said, whispering. She just nodded, smiling. "She'll be fine."
Scooter could only look at her, about to cry once more. He held her tightly, then he blanched, seeing the old Electric Mayhem's bus and the grayish van pulling up towards Doc's garage. Doc himself leapt outside, he was worried about them seeing each other, until he saw what had happened.
"Great Scott! What happened....Nevermind, I'll be right back!" He asked, kneeling down beside them. He just shook his head, and ran inside, finding a medical bag that he had. "Got to get you stablized first, before you answer that!"
He proceeded to cover up the wound, as someone in the van used a car phone to call the hospital. A few minutes later the EMC came, and they took her away to the local hospital.
"We completely blew it, Emmett." Kermit remarked. He couldn't help but look at their younger selves, and it was the same for them. Scooter just sat there on the pavement, still bloody. Sara's ring had slipped off, when he held her hand eariler. He just stared at it, no thoughts coming forth.
The younger Scooter was staring as well, from the front seat of the Mayhem's bus. He wanted to ask so much, but somehow...he felt his own pain. He knew something had happened, that was undescriblely horrible, and he stayed still.
Piggy stood up, huffing. "Well, I don't see the universe exploding, so seeing ourselves couldn't have been bad!" She frowned then she saw her younger self. "Hi. Doc, we need to get to the hospital. Should we take our bus?"
He just threw his arms in the air. "Might as well! We've killed every law of physics, and the ability to time travel today, I guess it dosnt' matter if they see the bus now either!"
Everyone agreed, and they all started back towards the bus. But Scooter, he didn't budge from the spot on the pavement. Both Kermits and the younger Scooter walked over to him. The older Kermit put his hand on Scooter's shoulder and halfway kneeled down.
"Come on with us, you'll see if she's alright then." Kermit looked at the area on the pavement, it was stained with drops of blood and charger powder from the gun.
Scooter stood up, and finally looked at himself. He just sighed, and took off his shirt. He was only wearing his undershirt then, as he walked back towards the bus.
The younger Kermit and Scooter stood there for a moment. They had said nothing, but they were curious about how they were in the future.
"Wow..." Scooter just stated, as the two finally walked back towards their own bus.
"I wonder what scared you so bad, Scooter?" Kermit said, smirking.
"Hey! At least I'm not wearing glasses around my neck like some old lady!"
He smirked again, crossing his arms and glancing over at Scooter as they settled into the seats on the bus. "I don't have a problem with glasses, Scooter. I'm just honestly suprised you have this full head of gray hair. You're younger then I am!"
Scooter frowned at Kermit. "You're a frog, you don't have hair."
"Oh, right." He dropped the smirking expression, as the bus was pulling out of the driveway. The other bus pulled out from around the back of the garage, and the van came last. All three vehicles were on their way to the hospital now.