Trigun Fan Fiction ❯ The Resurrection Of Nicholas D. Wolfwood ❯ On To Clara Santa ( Chapter 27 )

The Resurrection Of Nicholas D. Wolfwood

Part Twenty-Seven: On To Clara Santa

By Bekka Mouri

(Trigun doesn't belong to me and I am not making any money from this so please don't sue. Vash sets out for Clara Santa… or at least tries to. )

Milly and Meryl watched as Wolfwood and Vash finished burying Cathy. Both of them were sweaty and looked like they would drop at any second. They had begged Wolfwood to take it easy but to no avail. He seemed like he wasn't bothered by his wounds but they didn't want him reopening them.

After placing rocks over the grave, Wolfwood and Vash walked to where the girls sat with Knives by a smaller boulder that shaded them from the suns. Vash sighed and wiped his brow with the back of his hand, " Okay. I think I can go to town now. "

Wolfwood arched an eyebrow, " How are you going to get there? "

" On your bike, " Vash smiled.

" Come again, needle noggin? " Wolfwood narrowed his eyes.

" It's your turn to stay with the girls. I did it last time, " Vash stated.

" But you're still in your pajamas! " Wolfwood pointed out. " And you stink. "

" So? At least I still have ALL my clothes on and I'm nowhere near as bloody. "

Wolfwood growled, " Okay. You win but please don't crash it. This is the best bike I have ever had in my entire life. "

" I promise to be careful, " Vash crossed his heart. " Cross my heart and hope to die if I crash it. "

Wolfwood shook his head, " I don't think the word is in your vocabulary. "

Vash blinked, " Which one? Promise or die? "

Wolfwood smirked, " Neither. I was referring to 'careful'. "

" Ha, ha… you're funny, " Vash got on the bike, " So, where's the keys? "

Wolfwood opened one of the saddlebags and fished around for the keys. Admittedly it had not been one of his smarter moves but it would have been worse if he had left them in his pocket only to lose them during a fight. His fingers bumped against something that felt like a wooden box and he grinned. Vash noticed, " What's wrong? "

" Nothing, " Wolfwood said slowly. " Nothing at all. "

" You didn't lose the keys did you? " Vash whined. He leaned over the handlebars, " Why do these things always happen to me? "

Wolfwood grabbed the back of Vash's shirt and pulled him up, " Actually… this is a good thing. "

Vash looked confused, " How can losing the keys be a good thing? "

Wolfwood smacked Vash across the back of his head, " I haven't lost the keys, needle noggin! I found the stash of money! "

Vash blinked, " Oh. So we have cash but no keys? "

Wolfwood rolled his eyes and reached back into the saddlebag. He flung the keys at Vash, " Here's the damn keys. Now, get going. Bring me back a shirt too. "

Vash smiled and put the keys in the ignition. " Will do! " He chirped and turned the key. His smile quickly vanished and tried to turn the key again. The engine didn't even turn over and he tried one more time. " Uh, Wolfwood? "

" What did you do to my bike? " Wolfwood growled and slapped Vash's hand away from the key. He turned it but the engine still remained silent. He looked down at the fuel gauge and frowned; the needle sat on full.

Vash lifted his hands, " I didn't do a damn thing! You saw me! "

" Off! Off! " Wolfwood growled, " Let me check something. "

Vash jumped off the bike and Wolfwood knelt down, looking into the engine. He sniffed and growled again. He stood back up, " The engine smells like it is burnt to a crisp. "

Vash blinked, " So we're stuck here? "

Wolfwood shook his head, " We could always hoof it. "

" No way. Clara Santa may be close but that's still at least twenty iles, " Vash shook his head. " None of us will make it twenty iles... We haven't eaten since we got kidnapped and look at you! You'd never make it to the road. "

Meryl looked around and acted like she was hearing something. " You two shut up for a minute. I think I hear an engine… "

" Hey! I do too! " Milly said. Her face lit up, " Yeah! It's getting closer! "

Vash and Wolfwood looked at each other. " So, " Wolfwood said. " Are you going to flag them down or shall I? "

" I will… you may scare them in the shape you're in. They might think you killed someone, " Vash said.

" They'll see me eventually, " Wolfwood narrowed his eyes. He heard the engine now and he shoved Vash, " Just get out there! They'll pass us if we keep arguing like this, needle noggin! "

Vash ran as fast as he could to the road and could see the dust being kicked up by the approaching vehicle. He started to jump up and down, waving his arms as it came into view and was happy to see it was a truck. The driver obviously saw him and pulled to a stop at the start of the path that led towards the mountain. He ran down to the car and put on his best smile as the driver leaned across to the passenger side door.

" Thank you! You don't understand… " Vash started and looked at the driver. It was a woman with braided long black hair and a violet bandana tied over the top of her head. She wore a plain cream-colored shirt and a pair of jeans.

" What are you doing out here in your pajamas? " The woman asked, looking over her sunglasses, her deep violet eyes scanning Vash. " Don't tell me you were around that mountain when it blew. "

" Actually…. Um, my friends and I got stranded right before that happened. It's a really long story. Can we have a ride? " Vash motioned to the path that led to the mountain. " They're back there and one of them is pregnant with quadruplets. "

" Get in. I'll drive you up there and then I'll take you all to town. A pregnant woman has no business out here; " The woman pushed her sunglasses back up her nose. Vash thought the shape of her eyes and nose looked a little familiar but could place her.

Vash hopped in and the woman angled the truck up the embankment. She pulled to a stop when she saw Meryl and Milly. " How many of you are there? " The woman asked.

" Two girls and three guys including me, " Vash opened the door to get out.

" Girls in the front and you boys ride in the back, " The woman stated in a very motherly tone.

Vash saluted her, " Yes ma'am! "

He got out and went to the girls, " Go ahead and get in. I'll grab Knives. " Meryl looked like something was wrong and she grabbed Vash by the arm. He looked at her and realized something was amiss.

He looked over at Milly and she looked like she had been crying. " What's wrong? Where's Wolfwood? "

Meryl shook her head, " He passed out just a few minutes ago. We're worried that… "

Vash placed a finger over Meryl's lips, " He'll be okay. He's probably exhausted, that's all. Now, get in the truck. I'll load Knives and Wolfwood in the back. "

Meryl nodded, " Okay. Vash? "

Vash turned to look at her but didn't have a chance to speak. Meryl stood on her tiptoes and kissed him quickly. He blinked as she pulled away and smiled. " I wanted to thank you for keeping an eye on Milly and I. Now, scoot! I want to see civilization and a shower. "

Vash shook his head and went to retrieve Wolfwood and Knives. He got Wolfwood first and placed him in the bed of the truck. The woman looked over her shoulder and frowned. " He looks like he's been through Hell, " She commented.

Vash shook his head as Meryl opened the door to get in, " I know. I have to go get my brother. "

The woman reached under the front seat of the truck and pulled out a metal box. Meryl noticed and furrowed her brow, " What's that? "

" A little something to help your blonde headed friend get… " The woman stopped and smiled. She took a breath before finishing her sentence " The black haired one fixed up. "

Meryl nodded, " Oh. "

" Get your friend to put it in the back so its there when the other fellow gets back with his brother. "

Meryl took the box and handed it to Milly. Milly placed it in the bed of the truck and gasped when Wolfwood grabbed her arm. " I was so worried… " She looked into his partially open eyes.

" Don't, honey. I'll be fine… " Wolfwood whispered and his eyes shut again.

" Was he awake? " Vash asked, starling Milly.

" Just for a moment, " Milly shook her head.

Vash put Knives next to Wolfwood, " Get in. We need to get going. "

Milly nodded, " Okay, Mr. Vash. "

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