Here We Go

Here We Go Part 6

Matt: To get Woods.

Wes & Sam: What?!

Matt: He texted me. He's managed to find the RV.

Wes briefly glanced down.

Matt: He says he got out of there and the other phantoms lost him. To quote 'please come get me. I'm feeling really tired. I think Wes was right.'? Wes? What is he talking about?

Wes: He had a shot of antidote Wednesday. And he didn't rest. It's getting to him.

Matt facepalmed himself: Oh my God. Come on, one of you come with me. The other has to stay here until John Doe gets here to pick up the scientist to take her into hiding. And you have to make sure nothing happens to Deb.

Sam: I'll stay. Wes will know how to help Woods best. I'll stay here with the girls until John Doe gets here. Go, it's getting later every minute.

Wes and Matt nodded, climbed in, and raced away.

Sam headed back inside. Deb looked up from her phone. The scientist was gone.

Sam: Did John Doe-?

Deb: Yes, while you were out front, he came around the back and picked her up. But, what was Matt talking about? And where is Wesley?

Sam: Woods managed to escape. He texted Matt to come to pick him up. But he said he wasn't feeling so good. So Wes went with him.

Deb put her head in her hand and sighed: Woods is going to need some rest after this. Assuming they get him back here before someone else gets to him.

[In the Tesla, 11 pm]

Matt: I'm surprised that he made it all the way to the RV.

Wes: I hope he has the good sense to just lay down and go to sleep. He needs it.

Matt: How bad do you think he is? On a scale of 1 to 10?

Wes: Honestly? I'd have to go with a seven.

Matt looked at Wes, frightened: That bad?

Wes: Yes. He has hardly rested. When we were doing our training, at 8, he was letting the adrenaline get to him, some. And he was moving a little slower than normal. So, let's try and get there quickly.

Matt nodded and pressed a little harder on the gas pedal.

[Wesley's Old RV, 10:45 pm]

Woods was laying on one of the beds in the RV. Wesley's old RV. Woods smiled at how things had changed since then. But then he felt a shift. The smile faded. If he wasn't so tired, he'd smack himself for being so stupid.

Woods: Wes was right. I should have stayed and rested. Too late now. Hopefully, I just need some rest and I'll be back to normal.

Woods turned the volume up on his phone, so if anyone texted him, he'd hear it, then he got comfortable and fell asleep.

[Ruined Nelson Syphus HQ, 11 pm]

Phantom 590: His phone, sir.

Syphus: Wesley's?

590: Yes.

Syphus: Leave me to this. Go figure out where I will stay until a new HQ can be found.

590 gave a slight bow and left.

Syphus: You think your strikes were bad, Wes? You've seen nothing yet.

(Typing)

Syphus on text to Wes: Planning on rescuing your buddy? Good. Add one more thing to your schedule; Strike 1.