The Spy that Loves Me

Chapter 32

Goldie had no idea she'd run into Donald, Penny, and Launchpad, but when they almost crash landed next to her on her way out of Owlson's office back at St. Canard. 

She wasn't surprised. 

Just...

Shocked. 

"What is the meaning of this?" Goldie asked. 

Donald, and Penny wobbled out of the plane while Launchpad smiled sheepishly at Scrooge's wife and rubbed the back of his head. 

"We've...Uh...Sort of took a wrong turn and got lost?" Launchpad said. 

Goldie crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. 

"We are trying to find Della," Penny told her, as she straightened up and glanced over at Launchpad, "and we really need to work on your landings, Launchpad." Penny scolded him, making Launchpad blush a bit all the same. 

"Della? What happened to Della?" Goldie asked, looking towards Donald who was silently fuming and grumbling about how in the world he got stuck with Penny and Launchpad on his part of the mission. 

Penny filled Goldie in on what had happened since the last time she saw Dewey and Goldie's stomach twisted into guilt. No doubt, Dewey was long gone from her apartment by now, she knew he would be, no use going to go look. 

"Damn. Dewey." Goldie muttered, Donald heard her and narrowed his eyes. 

"You seen, Dewey?" He asked, crossing his arms. 

"Recently, yeah." Goldie answered, (no use lying to the uncle. Scrooge will find out soon enough anyway.), and filled him in on their encounter. 

"Maybe blue Della left something behind back at your place if he's no longer there, we ought to take a look." Penny suggested. 

"We don't have time for this!" Donald shouted making all three of them jump at his outburst. 

Every minute they stand around is another minute Della is getting tortured by Lance.  

"We know that!" Penny snapped at him. "If you would just calm down, brother Della, then we -." Penny added but Goldie cut her off. 

"Come on, the sooner we get out of here, the better, I have a feeling we are being watched." Goldie told them, nervously, looking around the busy streets of St. Canard. 

Donald, Penny, and Launchpad all three looked at each other then nodded in agreement. 

It didn't take them long to get to Goldie's penthouse. Goldie's face was as red as Donald's when she saw the state her house was in. No doubt a fight had taken place there. 

They entered the house, (Launchpad parking the plane on the rooftop), and glanced around. 

Goldie rushed to the computer where she knew had last seen Dewey. The breakfast she made him had fallen to the floor, the plate broken, and she side stepped it as she picked up the computer chair that had been knocked down at some point and quickly flopped down on it. 

She pressed a couple of buttons and screamed in outrage at the missing files that obviously Dewey had stolen. 

Donald looked towards Goldie in alarm and rushed to see what was wrong. His left eye twitched when he noticed what had upset her.  It was a video pop up, and it was of Dewey. 

Donald watched as he angled the camera that was nestled on top of Goldie's computer and smiled sheepishly at them as he sat back down in the chair. 

"Hey, Aunt Goldie. If you are watching this then something as happened -." Dewey's voice sounded sad, worried, and scared making Donald clinch his hand into a fist in frustration. 

"Sorry if your penthouse is a wreck, kind of feel like somethings gonna happen, so I apologize in advance -." Dewey continued. "I'm still trying to find out who killed Mrs. Beakly for Webby, if everything goes right, I'll try and contact you and let you know. Tell Scrooge, Uncle Donald and everyone I'm doing okay though for me. I'll owe you one." 

The video went blank and everyone stood and stared at the blank screen until a video popped up again and this time it was of Dewey dancing a ridiculous dance. 

Goldie scowled at it and pressed a button on the keyboard making the computer give out a weird noise, then, then the circuit board fried sending off black smoke from the monitor.   

"That's it!" Goldie growled, banging her fist on the keyboard in anger."Wait until I get my hands on him..." She looked towards Donald who was still staring at the screen. "You know where to find him. Don't you?" Goldie demanded to know. 

Donald nodded. 

He knew. 

Just like he knew where Della was, and if he was right, they were both together in the same place. Della hadn't been the only one undercover at the time they were teenagers. He himself along with his band mates had infiltrated F.O.W.L.'s main building while Della had been on the inside, he, Jose, and Panchito were on the outside. 

"Get back on the plane." Donald ordered everyone. He looked back at Goldie. "You too." He added. 

Goldie raised an eyebrow but got up slowly and followed the three out onto the roof and into the Cloudslayer....

MEANWHILE.... 

Jose and Panchito was having a hard time keeping both Gabby, and Hacker off of them as Falcon came closer to them with an evil gleam in his eyes. 

Graves just loved this part in his job. 

The fight, the taunting, and the -. 

"SCROOGE!" Came B.O.Y.D's voice. 

Graves glanced up at the volcano. Black Heron had managed to trap the old duck with his wheelchair and was dangling him over the valcano with Gyro and B.O.Y.D powerless to help. 

"Give me the feather, you bucket of bolts!" Heron screamed at B.O.Y.D. 

B.O.Y.D looked from Gyro, to Heron then to Scrooge who was trying to fix one of the wings attached to his wheelchair that Black Heron managed to blow off, trapping him. 

"NO!" B.O.Y.D shouted. 

"What's with the feather anyway?" Gyro demanded to know, he had taken the small test tube that contained a single white feather and was studying it closely while also standing in front of B.O.Y.D protectively, also, hanging off the side of the volcanoe the opposite of Scrooge, one wrong move and they both could plummet to their deaths.

Maybe if Gyro kept Black Heron talking, he can stall long enough for Jose and Panchito to help after they take care of Graves and his goons. 

"Pft. Like I'd tell you." Black Heron snarled. "Now. Give. Me. The. Blasted. Feather! Or, -." She stopped, glancing back at Scrooge and smirked at the terrified look on his face. "I drop him into the volcano." She finished. 

Gyro glanced down below, then at B.O.Y.D (who was still to terrified of what was going on to even fly them out of harms way, Gyro figured his circulates were literally frozen, much like any other tech would be if too much was processed into it. 

Gyro wondered how B.O.Y.D even came across in this predicament but pushed that thought out of his head as he slowly walked up to Black Heron and gave her the test tube. She smirked at him and snatched it out of his hands just and before any of them could react, or even blink, Black Heron let go of Scrooge anyway. 

Scrooge screams out as he plummets into the depths of the volcano, as Black Heron laughs as a helicopter they had came in on hoovered next to them, one of the egg heads at the wheel. 

Well, that was easier then I thought.  Black  Heron thought as she jumped towards the fallen down ladder. Getting Scrooge out of the way was like taking candy from a baby...

She looked down at B.O.Y.D and Gyro who had rushed to the edge of the volcanoe and snickered as she thought to herself. 

Or, like taking a feather from a robot boy.