Won't You Stay This Time?

Terrorist Butler (Part 2)

~~Claire's POV~~

After we watched the train car disappear in the distance, Ciel and I headed back into the other cars of the train. Unfortunately at the time, we ran into Abberline again on the way and were being tailed by him.

"Wait Ciel! What do you mean you're both heading for the goods wagon?!", he called after us. "Come back!" Ciel stopped and looked back at him.

"Sebastian will take care of capturing the kidnapper himself. We only need to worry about the child", Ciel said to him before trying to figure out where the boy could be. Of course, being disguised as a porter would make it easy to hide him in someone's luggage. It seemed to hit Ciel too and he turned to face away from Abberline again. "Only one piece of luggage onboard is big enough to hide a boy. That mummy's coffin."

"I SAY!!", the archaeologist exclaimed as he abruptly stood from his seat. However, before he could continue, groans of pain were heard behind us before there was a thud. Upon turning around, we saw Abberline collapsed on the ground holding his stomach in agony.

"What's wrong?", Ciel asked as he knelt down in front of Abberline.

"It's... my stomach. It's killing me!", Abberline whimpered out before his groans of pain continued and Ciel stood up again. "This isn't right... I know I rested long enough after eating!" Similar groans of pain were heard in a nearby seat, where the elderly Japanese woman was laying there clutching her own stomach in pain.

"Oh, I hope it's not cholera!"

"I'm leaving!"

"Let's go!"

A few passengers fled from the train car in fear that it was a sickness causing them pain.

"You bastards! That's my wife!!", the Japanese man yelled as he went after them. Ciel glanced down at Abberline.

"Did you by any chance eat one of that lady's rice balls?", he asked. Abberline smiled at the memory, despite his pain.

"Yes, and it was heavenly", he replied. Ciel rolled his eyes and we proceeded to the goods wagon as planned.

"Is that it?", Ciel asked as he saw a large box when he opened the door. We headed over to the box, removed the lid, and opened the sarcophagus. Ciel and I both gasped and our eyes widened at the sight. Bandages had come loose from the boy's face just enough to see his face and hair. He was panting as if he had had difficulty breathing inside the coffin, which no doubt he did.

"H-Help....", he managed to say, his eyes not even opened.

"Just hang on!", Ciel said as he started pulling at the bandages around the boy to free him. Of course, I helped as well. That is, until a large shadow loomed over the two of us and we were manually restrained by the person's arms.

~~Third Person POV~~

It didn't take Sebastian long to get the kidnapper, learn about a bomb rigged to go off when the train stopped, reroute the train, inform the conductor, and end up back in the train in search of the bomb. As he ran past the seats, Abberline called out to him from one of them, still holding his stomach in pain.

"Hold on, aren't you Ciel's butler?", he asked before curling up in pain again. Sebastian looked around, but did not spot Ciel, nor Claire.

"Where is my young master and his fiancée?", he asked.

"They went to the goods wagon. Something about saving a child...", Abberline replied before continuing to groan in pain. Suddenly, a man in a blue uniform opened one of the doors.