Running With The Gang Leader

Six

"I'm your lawyer." Jason announced at my astonished face. My mouth opened and closed, trying to find something to say, but the only sound that left my body was a small squeak of shock.

"Thank you agents, but I'd like to speak with my client in private." He continued, and watched as the men left. He sat down in the chair in front of me.

I took a good look at him. It had been about 3 months since I'd seen him, but he hadn't changed in appearance other then the fact he was freshly shaved. He was wearing a dark blue suit, something that looked foreign on his imposing frame. He had placed a brown leather satchel on the table when he sat down, and was now pulling out documents.

"What are you doing here?" I asked in a small voice.

"I told you, I'm your lawyer." He replied without looking up as he shuffled through some of the papers. I went to reiterate the question, but thought of a different one.

"Where have you been the last couple of months?" His vague answer was a noncommitted, "around". I decided against asking more questions, considering he was helping me. I think.

"Sign this." He said as he placed a printed piece of paper in front of me. I frowned as I began to read.

Do as I say, : this is everything you need to know. Now say aloud, 'what is this?"

My head jerked up to find him watching me, "What is this?" I did as I was told.

"It's a statement saying that you're not guilty of killing Benjamin. Read it fully before you sign. We don't want a bigger court case then we already have." He stressed the last sentence. I continued to read.

I've destroyed all evidence of what happened that night, other then your physical evidence, as in your clothes. When we get out of here, give them to me.

I've been tracking people down to redeem some favors. There may be a man willing to 'confess' to killing Benny, and go to jail in your place. I'm also trying to sue the FBI for what they did to Hunter, and Caroline. When we do get out of here, you won't be allowed to leave this state, unless you get special clearance, which I douht you will. Lay low, and don't do anything stupid.

I looked up, and he placed another sheet in front of me, which appeared to be the real statement. I signed the dotted line, and Jason stood up and left the walked out the door.

I realized just then that someone was speaking in my ear. It was Zamon.

"I think your dad just saved me."

***

It took awhile to get out, at least 3 hours. I was briefed, interrogated and basically threatened. But in the end, they didn't have enough evidence, other then the fact I had motive to kill him. I guess now I had an alibi.

Jason guided me to a small, inconspicuous car, then sped out of the parking lot. He told me we were going to meet up with the others at a motel.

"So you were with them?" I asked, turning the radio down. His eyes left the road as he answers. "No, they had no idea I was here. I came as soon as I heard what happened."

"Why?" I raised my eyebrows even though he wasn't looking at me.

"Because my son loves you." He turned the radio back up.

***

Excitement coursed through my veins. It had been nearly 3 months since I'd seen my boyfriend and my friends, and now I didn't know how to act. I was just so consumed by so many different thoughts and emotions. The closer we got, the more emotional I got. It was almost confusing. I didn't know what to feel. I was still worried about what would happen with the FBI.

When we turned the corner though, I could see them all standing out the front of the motel. All the mixed feelings fled. The sight of them made my body tingle and tears to well in my eyes. Before Jason had even fully braked, I was out of the car and in the arms of Hunter. And then we were enveloped in a group hug. My lips met Hunter's in a bruising kiss, our teeth gnashing together. But I didn't care, smiling the whole time. We pulled back, and just started at each other. We both had tears rolling down our cheeks.

I was distracted by Holand's happy sobs. I pulled out of Hunter's arms, and straight into Holland's. This continued with each person, even Orion. I noticed something was wrong with Jack's leg as he scratched his knuckles on my head. I frowned, knowing it was probably because of me and the fight I caused. He realized what I was staring at, and coughed to gain my attention.

"I'm sorry." I said to him, tears welling again. He squeezed my shoulder, smiling, "Well, at least I still have my leg."

I stepped away from him, and turned to look at Zamon. He was the only person who wasn't crowded around me, like the antisocial person he was. I realized then how long I'd known them all. Zamon was nearly 22, and my 20th birthday was a few months away. It shocked me. Just how many things I'd gone through, the people I lost, the fights, and the running. My life had changed so drastically.

"I'm sorry for knocking you out." I announced, as he continued to stare at me.

"Yeah, thanks for that by the way, you idiot." I smiled in response. I knew he didn't mean it. He smirked, winking. I looked away, to find Hunter staring at me with a small scowl. He turned and walked back to the motel.