Conversation with Death Part 2
Heero cursed as he slid around another corner, fighting with the steering wheel, trying to keep his car on the road. Damn it, his car wasn't built for high speed chases. Just his bad luck to be in the area when the call came in for assistance.
The perp made a sudden turn onto the freeway, dodging other cars as he sped up the ramp. Heero followed wondering when the ancient fuel guzzling truck the idiot was driving would finally break down. He relayed the change of direction into his radio and gave pursuit. A crackle over the airwaves told him backup was on the way.
"Yeah right," he growled. "That's why I'm the only one on this jerk's tail. Some backup!"
"You're doing very well though," a voice commented, and Heero turned to see a familiar figure sitting by his side, one that he had hoped to see again, but had eventually written off as a cold-induced hallucination.
Even though he had wanted it to be real. Had hoped that it was real. He was real.
"You again?"
"Eyes on the road, please," Death scolded, adjusting his scythe. How the hell he managed to fit it in the front seat, Heero didn't know. It made his eyes hurt. He turned them back to the road just in time to avoid colliding with a huge Buick.
Hallucination or real?
"I'm not a hallucination, thank you very much." Death frowned. "And yes I can."
Heero opened his mouth and closed it again. The whole 'Can you read my mind' question was pretty pointless now.
"Yes, it is." Heero mentally gave up. Hallucination or not, he was happy for the company- even in this situation.
"What are you doing here? Am I going to die?"
"I told you last time, I don't know for sure. It's that whole new Chaos theory thing," Death sighed. "Turned everything upside down. The Powers That Be are furious of course, but they can't change it."
"So I might die."
"Yes." Death sighed. "I do wish you'd avoid these kind of situations Heero. You seem to be falling into them more and more frequently lately."
"Why? Am I disturbing your social life or something?"
"I told you, idiot, you are my social life."
"So you're always with me?"
"Didn't we go over this last time?"
"Always? Like in the shower always?" There was a brief silence during which Heero turned his head and caught Death turning a deep red. "HEY!"
"Eyes on the road!" Death snapped again.
"You spy on me?"
"The bathroom happens to be one of the most dangerous rooms in the house. Don't get snippy with me."
"So you do watch me!" Why did that please him?
"Like it ever bothered you be- WATCH OUT!" Death shrieked in a most unprofessional fashion. Heero dodged the mac truck, nearly collided with a motor cycle and accelerated after the perp.
"Can we please continue this discussion when you are not in the middle of a car chase?" Death snapped.
"But once the chase is over, I'll either be dead or you'll vanish again," Heero pointed out.
"You're being awfully logical for a man having a discussion with what he believes is a figment of his imagination." Death snorted.
"I don't think that," Heero protested, as he yanked the car onto the shoulder of the road to accelerate past a convoy of hearses. "I was convinced you were real last time. Sometimes I thought I caught glimpses of you... But you never showed up like this." He swerved back onto the road. "I wanted to see you again."
"Heero," Death sighed. "It's not a good idea to court Death."
"I didn't say I was..."
"WATCH OUT!" The perp had either blown something in his engine, or decided to simply stop his car in the middle of the freeway. Heero twisted the wheel, trying to avoid the other vehicle, sending his own into a spin. Then the perp got out of the vehicle, running in a panicked flight, right in front of Heero's car. Heero twisted the wheel again, sending his vehicle sliding across the traffic lanes.
There was a sudden jarring impact. Things began to fade to black.
"Heero," A hand brushed against his cheek. "Quit trying to see me. It will happen soon enough, beloved."
TBC...
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