> > Reese finished off the second cup of coffee and saw
> > that the waitress was on her way to bringing the
> > food out so she slowly pushed her chair back and
> > excused herself to go to the ladies room.
> >
> > "I'll be right back," she said before looking at Sam
> > and teasing "And no sneaking my bacon either."
> >
> > Claire gave Brady a quick kiss and got up, grinning
> > at him with a wink "Ditto, babe."
>
> Milo smiled at Marissa and nodded.
>
> >
> > They headed toward the ladies room, having stopped
> > by the waitress and asked directions, and gave each
> > other a quick 'should we wait til later?' look at
> > the large man that stood, because of his size alone,
> > in the middle of the small corridor leading to the
> > bathrooms. And his tone indicated he wasn't in the
> > best of moods.
> >
> > "Maybe we should.." Reese whispered to Claire, only
> > to have the guy slam the phone down into it's cradle
> > and whirl around, the force of his movement so quick
> > and angry it made both girls jump.
> >
> > "Go around me and quit listening!" he snapped at
> > them, the veins in his neck practically pulsing.
> >
> > "Uh, we were ..." Reese started lamely before
> > motioning for Claire to head back the way they came
> > "We'll just --"
> >
> > The guy stepped in her way and then toward her,
> > making Reese back up into the wall to keep from
> > being knocked into by him "You tryin' to be a smart
> > ass?"
> >
> > "N- "
> >
> > "Hey, leave her alone." Claire had ducked under the
> > hulk's arm and stepped between the two, taking Reese
> > by the arm and moving them both away from the
> > wrestler-sized guy before yelping as he reached out
> > suddenly and caught her by the shoulder and tug her
> > back."
> >
> > Reese growled low and bit off a curse as she moved
> > Claire from his grasp "We're leaving if you'll let
> > us!"
> >
> > "Bitch!" The man grabbed her roughly around the arm
> > and slammed her up into the wall "Always trying to
> > control me.. all you women are the same -- well,
> > I'll make you -"
> >
> > Reese stomped down hard on his foot and dashed under
> > his arm much like Claire did and they picked up
> > their pace as they headed toward the populated part
> > of the main restaurant.
> >
> > "Oh no you don't." The man hissed to himself before
> > going after them.
> >
> > "SAAMMMM!!"
> > "BRADY!!" were the only things they had enough time
> > to yell out before the man pulled them out of a side
> > exit and threw them hard up against the brick wall,
> > only to grab Reese roughly by the shoulders and
> > raising his hands to about her neck and glaring down
> > at her.
> >
>
> Milo hadn't been sure at first he had heard anything.
> Apon hearing Marissa's voice as well as Clair's yellng
> out he jumped up from his seat. Running to see what
> had happened.
>
> > And Reese snapped.
> >
> > She felt the air about her charge and she glared
> > right back up at the guy before grinding out, "Let..
> > go..
> >
> > of ME!"
> >
> > Heat flashed between the two and in the next instant
> > the guy was flying up and over a row of cars,
> > landing hard on the pavement.
> >
> > Marissa stared in mute horror at what she had just
> > done.
> >
> > Oh god....
> >
> Milo stood at the doorway just as that had happened.
> He didn't know what to say at first just stared out at
> them. Then over at the hulk of dead flesh on the
> ground. He took a few steps out and toward the two. "I
> saw... listen.. go in side I'll call the
> paramedics..." He said sounding a bit shaken himself.
> He pulled the cell phone out to call an ambulance.
> Though he wondered what he would say to them. He
> certainly did not want to tell what his daughter had
> just done. Self defense yes but.. No one would belive
> it, except The Legacy.
>
Sam:
Sam had rushed out just in time to see the man fall. She ran to Marissa's
side. "Are you okay," was her first question, then she looked at the man ly
ing on the ground. He seemed to be rather stunned, but as far as she could
tell othewise all right. Her green eyes turned to Milo who was trying to
shoe them all back inside. "He looks okay to me," she said flatly. "I'd
make sure he wants an ambulance before you call one." Then she raised her
voice slightly, to make sure it carried to the guy. "He might not want it
to get out that a couple of girls kicked his butt." She'd run across his
type before. Bullies who thought they had some God given right to beat up
on women, and she had NO tolerance for that at all.
Sam
