Rescue Me (Sidney Crosby)

Chapter Eighty Three

“Go,” I told Vero and pushed her a little, Boris stood in the middle of the stairs well, “Go, go, go! Vero, move!”

We ran around the other side of the stairs and towards another gate that people used to get into the arena. Surprise, surprise the doors were locked. I cursed and then looked back to see Boris slowly walking towards us, like a lion stalking its prey. He said something in Russian and I felt Vero grab my hand, we both didn’t know what he was saying.

“Il ya une autre porte à la gauche de nous,” (There’s another gate to the left of us) Vero said to me and I sighed and shook my head.

“That’s locked too,” Boris said and I nodded my head towards Vero.

“He speaks French too,” I said and Vero cursed.

“My boys are going to a lot of trouble to get you, Ms. McHale,” he said and I glared and looked up above the one team store to see some of his men aiming guns at us, “Now Julie, you come with us, and I won’t kill you friend; although she is quite delicious as well.”

“Leave her alone,” I growled, pushing Vero behind me and trying to cover her in any way because I know that they won’t shoot me.

“Then come with us,” Boris smirked and I was shaking with fear and anger, “I hear you’re supposed to get married in two weeks.”

“And you’re ruining every moment of being alive,” I hissed and he chuckled.

“I see why the boys are so interested in you,” he said and then took a step closer, only making me push against Vero more, trying to cover her in any way that I could, “I’m even getting interested in you.”

“I thought you already were,” I growled, “You shot me after all.”

“Ah, what a rush,” he smirked and I gulped as he took another step.

‘…Sid, where are you?...’ I thought as I looked around, hoping that the guys were going to show up soon or I was going to have to make a desperate choice.

-Sidney-

“Fuck! I think I broke my hand on that guys face!” Kris said and I looked over towards him to see him wincing and holding his hand over the guy on the ground.

“You all right?” I asked and Kris growled buy nodded his head.

“Little help!” I heard someone breathe and turned around to see Marc on the ground with one of Boris’ guys on top of him and choking him.

“Marc!” I yelled and Geno and I ran over towards the guy and tackled him to the ground, letting Marc breathe and then helping him up.

“Sid!” Matt yelled and I felt arms around me, pinning my arms down and I was shoved to the ground.

I groaned as my head slammed against the concrete ground and I stayed down because my vision was blurry. I cursed when I felt someone grab my legs and start to drag me across the floor. I turned onto my back and looked to see that I was being shoved over towards the staircase, if I was pushed down that, I would be in a world of hurt, if not dead.

I managed to slam me foot into the guys legs and I heard a sickening crack. The man fell to the ground and then Kris ran over and slammed his foot in the guys face. I was breathing heavily and holding my head that was in killing me.

“Sid?” I heard someone say, but I waved them off and laid on the ground.

‘…God, please don’t be a concussion…’

“Hey man, can you hear me?” I heard Cooke ask me.

“Give me a minute,” I muttered, trying to get my vision to focus.

“We have to find the girls- And where the hell are those police?!” Marc yelled and I groaned and then pushed myself up.

“Hey man,” I heard someone say, “Ya good?”

I was a little wobbly, I felt Geno hold me up and I winced, automatically gripping my head. I cursed and took a deep breath, feeling a headache coming.

“Sid, we have to find Julie and Vero,” Cooke said and I nodded my head, then pinching the bridge of my nose because my head hurt.

“Come on,” I said and looked around to see Deryk holding the collar of one of the guys and then punching him in cheek.

“Stay down!” he growled and I sighed.

“We took too much time here,” I said and then we headed down the hall, Geno had a good grip on me and I felt bad because I was slowing them down, but that blow to my head, it did a number on me.

“Which way did they go?!” Marc yelled.

“I don’t know.”

“Vero!” Marc yelled.

“Julie!” Geno yelled for me because I couldn’t get my voice to go that loud.

“FREEZE!!!” I heard and lifted my head to see that we all skidded to a stop because we were being swarmed with police.

“Now they fuckin’ come,” Kris growled and I pushed off of Geno and stood up straight, I had blood on my hands, so I knew my head was bleeding.

“Hands in the air!” an officer yelled as they got closer to us.

“Don’t you know who we are?!” Cooke yelled.

“Stand down! Put your fuckin’ guns away!” I heard and looked up to see Coach running towards us, “Crosby? You all right, son?”

“Yeah, never better,” I winced and he sighed, “Where’s Julie?”

“Don’t know, the police found Veronique, she won’t stop crying, no one can understand a word she’s saying, it’s all in French,” Coach said and Marc ran over.

“What is she saying?”

“I don’t know, she’s by the squad car outside,” he said and I nodded my head towards Marc, telling him to go, “What the hell happened to you?”

“Sid hit head hard on floor, took pouch to face too,” Geno explained and I felt light headed and my vision was going blurry again.

“Sid?” I heard Coach call, his hands on my arms, “How many fingers am I holding up?”

“Uh,” I looked up at him, blinked a few times, trying to focus, but I couldn’t. I rocked back and forth, I knew I was going to go down, the guys knew I was going to go down, if Geno didn’t put his arms under mine, I would have hit the ground hard. I cursed and then felt Geno pull me over towards the wall and I leaned my back against it. Coach called for an EMT and I just kept thinking that we needed to find Julie, “Where’s Julie?”

“You already asked that,” Coach said.

“SID!” I heard and looked up, wincing because I moved too fast. Marc ran over he started speaking too fast in French, I couldn’t understand.

“No, no, no, stop!” I said, slowly shaking my head and waving my arms back and forth.

“English Flower!” Cooke said.

“They took her! They took Julie!” Marc said and my eyes widened.

“Not again,” I muttered, bringing my knees up and placing my elbows on them and holding my head, “What the fuck! Not again!”

“Vero said that they were going to shoot her if Julie didn’t come with them,” Marc said, but that didn’t make me feel any better.

“Daddy!” I heard and looked up to see Pascal walking over with Josh.

“Whoa, easy kiddo, your dad pretty banged up,” Geno said as he grabbed Josh and picked him up.

“Where’s mommy?” Josh asked as he looked around and I shut my eyes and bit my lip my heart and head killing me.

“Captain!” I heard and as a reflex looked up. The call wasn’t to me though, it was to an officer, “We’re in pursuit of the suspect. There’s only one car, a black SUV, license plate…” I zoned out, the EMTs rushed over and they checked me out, ruling out a concussion, but it sure felt like one, and I’ve had a lot of those.

“One of them has to be Julie!” I heard Marc yell and I needed to be kept in the loop.

“All units assist in the pursuit of the suspect, last seen going down…”

I pushed against the wall trying to stand, Geno helped me up, Coach protested, but everyone knew that if Julie was in trouble, I was going to save her, I was going to rescue her, like I always do.