Mary had half a second to start to sit up before Ricky grabbed her, her breath caught in her throat. Her arms linked around his neck automatically, face tucked into his shoulder – it gave her a perfect view of the black uniforms forcing their way into her apartment, her living room, her home. Even as panic forced its way through her she felt her hands curl into fists.
When the door slammed shut she withdrew her arms, pulled back to look around the room. It was her spare room, a single bed with the plainest sheets she owned spread neatly over the top; there was a box sitting on the end, stuffed full with a dozen random things she had wanted out of the way.
The thought struck her randomly, catching her up as her mind tried to make a plan, of putting it there weeks ago, making a note to come back to it. There went this apartment, and all her shit with it.
“The window,” she cut her thoughts off, and hit Ricky on the shoulder with her closed little fist as if that would make him listen more. “The window— Fire escape, that way!” The pounding of footsteps was almost perfectly in time with the pounding of her heart.
Similarly his heart is also hammering away in his chest, he usually manages to think well under pressure but this was more pressure than he’s used to. He’s had lots of brushes with cops but never this close to it. If he got arrested, Mal would get him out... right?
Looking around the room numb with the rush of adrenaline as he hears cops yelling things like ‘they’re in the back!’ but in that drowned out way when stress is high and blood in rushing in your ears. What if’s are flying through his head, like ‘What if Mal didn’t bail him out...? What if the police shot him down right now, right through this door....
Her attempt at getting him to listen was actually helpful, the thump snapping him out of it, looking down at her and then to the window. Right, some apartments actually had fire escapes on the outside of buildings.
Gathering Baby up tight to his chest, he makes his way over to it as quickly as he could. He doesn’t even know her that well, he doesn’t even really LIKE her much, but he’s acting on instincts right now. He was the second eldest of 11 siblings and right now this kid shaped object got his ‘protective big bro’ impulses firing regardless of logic.
The window opens with a loud clack. Ricky lifting Mary through and setting her down onto the fire escape just as an officer rams against the door from outside. He’s scrabbling to get out of the window when the door is breached by the officer’s second attempt with a police issued battering ram.
Ricky looks back only to see the glimpse of a gun being raised and the flash of it’s muzzle. He’s not even sure if the officer yells a warning to stop before just firing as he himself clambers out after Mary, pushing her head down even before he himself is through.. He catches a bullet in the side, the rest of Ricky tumbles out of the window and into the fire escapes railing.
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