"What do you want?" She shouted over the din.
"I want to talk to you! " he replied, never slowing his progress toward her. The four bikers had come to a stop in a rough circle around the pair, reving their engines but waiting. Lily squinted around her at the roughs waiting for them, and said,
"I'm kinda busy right now!" He laughed and came up to her but stopped short as she brought the gun around to point right at his heart.
"I see that. I know who they are. We can end this peacefully, or not. Your choice." He squinted at her, his face covered with dust, his eyes as tired looking as hers. He waited a few beats to let her digest what he had said.
"Well?" He asked.
"Well what? I should just give my self up now, is that right?" She flung her braid defiantly over her shoulder. Dammit! She should have ditched him a long time ago. She should have known he was trouble from the start. He always had been. Her bravado slipped a bit as she recognized that she was outnumbered and outwitted for the moment. Obviously he knew what was going on here, as they weren't moving on him at all. He seemed to be her only choice for the time being. Allowing the wieght of the gun to spin it, she dangled the pistol off her finger and held her arm out to him.
"Here. Take it. But take good care of it! It's my favorite." He came close and took the weapon, tucking it into his waistband after checking the saftey. He met her eyes with a rueful look. He ducked his head and stared at her boots. Dusty. Laced up tight. Likeways, she stared at him. Watched him thinking about her, them, this.
Unable to take any more suspense she roused him from his doldrums.
"Well? Now what? Do I surrender my bike or bow at your feet? " He looked up at her, measuring her words against her expression. It was grim. Her eyes sparkled with unshed tears, her mouth was set in a defiant position, but with a slight tremor to the upper lip as if it wished to twist into an anguished sob. Her chin was up though, she was ready. As ready as she'd ever be for what was ahead of her. His throat felt thick and he found he couldn't swallow or produce enough saliva to even form a reply. He coughed dryly and made a ‘wait here' motion although, he did reach over and turn off her bike and kept the keys as he walked over to one of the waiting men . The wounded man was returning to the pack after hastily wrapping the injury to his leg. One of the men shouted something at the returning rider, who shook his head and Lily knew the second shot was fatal. Not good to be surrounded by your enemy after having just killed one. A shaking threatened to take control of her knees and she sat heavily on the bike seat after kicking the stand down to steady it. She looked at Rock quietly speaking to the assailant leader, nodding and looking toward her. She took a deep breath and wondered what was going to happen now. Her never ending optimism broke through with the old, "well, if nothing else, it was never boring". They can put that on my tombstone, Lily thought wryly to herself. She pulled out a cigarette and began smoking nervously while waiting. What the hell was there to talk about for so long? Finally she heard the crunchy squeak of his footsteps returning and turned to face him. He did something totally unexpected. Walking to his bike, he pulled it off the road, took his pack and headed toward her. He stowed his gear on the back of her bike and took her face in both hands and kissed her soundly. Lily didn't respond right away. It was the last thing she expected. She pulled back to look at him and ask if this was the kiss of death or something when she saw the look on his face warning her to play along. He hugged her tightly and told her quietly in her ear,
" They think that you are coming willingly with me and that we had a spat, that's why we weren't together. They were sent by the system to bring you in, but so am I. Considering that I outrank them several times over, they are taking my command to stand down. I guess I'm not in as much trouble as I thought and I think that you'd prefer the treatment I would give you rather than their tender mercies. Especially since you killed their friend. Act friendly, I will ride with you, head the direction you were heading. We're all going the same way after all. Trust me, love?" Lily was shaking with anger now. She knew it! Dammit! But he was right. Double damn him for being right. She pulled back and looked him square in the eyes and said with a big smile,
"I'm gonna kill you, if it's the last thing I ever do, lover!" and kissed him fiercely. Nervously smiling he reached past her to put the keys in the ignition and fired up the motor. Lily's smile fixed it's self in an evil clench as she swung her leg back over the bike, kicked the stand up, and waited for her passenger to settle into the seat behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she turned them around to get back on track. He waved a hand in salute to the other bikers, who began gathering themselves up for the trip back to their base and taking advantage of his one handed grip, Lily gunned it, sending him off balance and scrambling to grab hold of her once again. "Hey! Are you trying to kill us both?" Lily smiled her first real smile of the day and replied easily,
"No more so than you!" Her laughter rang out as they roared down the road at top speed.