Getting down

After heading down a flight of stairs, the four of them were back in one group.

"We need to go up the rubble if we want to get out." Keith watched Michael start to climb the collapsed floor, before doing the same…

The footing luckily wasn't to difficult, allowing them to climb easily in pairs of two's, moving forward they dropped down, now on the other side of the formerly blocked passage..

"There should be a elevator nearby, we'll rappel down." Following the others, they arrived at the aforementioned elevator, as Michael began to try and pull it open using his hands..

Franklin was quick, grabbing a piece of metal of the ground to use it to open the elevator doors…

With the doors open, Michael placed the hook.. "Ill see you guys on the ground floor." After Michael went Gustavo.

Leaving Franklin and Keith to once again be in the rear.

"Good luck Frank…." Keith watched Franklin rappel down, creating enough space for Keith to do the same..

Setting his hook Keith leaned back, only for two explosion to go off again, causing a piece of debris to begin to fall right over his head..

Pulling the cord as hard as and as fast as he could, Keith managed to dodge the rubble, sighing in relief, Keith quickly made his way down using the wire. Bouncing from one foot to the other to do it as fast as he could…

As more pieces of rubble fell down, Keith neared franklin, who made big jumps to avoid the rubble falling from above…

Catching up Keith glanced down, noticing that they only had a couple more floors to rappel down to.

With a final big piece of rubble passing them safely, Keith and Franklin landed on the floor, disconnecting from the wire as they made their way out of the elevator shaft.

"Hey, lets get the fuck out of this building." Franklin didn't seem to enjoy his time spend in the burning tower, with explosions around every corner waiting to blow him up. Something that Keith completely understood as he was still experiencing back pain from the explosion that had rocked him off of his feet.

"Yeah before it comes down on our heads." Michael seemed to have the same thought as them, heading for the stairs to get out of the building.

Exiting the tower, the group ran for the truck, evading any responsibility, while police and paramedics showed up to take over the small group of people full of questions left unanswered as each of the four members took their seats, fleeing the scene before anyone could question them any further.

"Lets go, to where we stanched the car.." The plan was a success, although they weren't out of the woodworks just yet, they were just as good as done, with the data shard safely in their hands.

"Alight, we going." Franklin started the engine, escaping the area as soon as he could..

"Listen, we all gotta change before we get there, some time soon there will be an APB will go out looking for firemen, we can not be playing dress up when that happens." Michael didn't need to tell Keith twice, as within moments his oxygen tank and mask were already off, with him starting on his overalls only a moment later.

"We almost there Frank?" With everyone else changed they only needed to blow up the truck and get home save for everything to be done.

"Yeah.. should be around the corner." Driving for a little more Franklin turned the corner, coming into a dark alley, where a family car was placed, good enough for them driving to get away, but not something Keith would have chosen.

Getting out Keith placed the charges, while Franklin changed, not having had the opportunity to do so while he was driving… with the last pair of firefighter gear inside, Keith headed towards the family car, letting Franklin drive them away before blowing the truck up.

"Lets head to Lester's." Franklin nodded driving eastward towards Lester's home.

"Now that we made it out.. I gotta confess, I didn't think we were gonna make it out of there.." Michael admitted after a short while, filling the silence that had been permeating the car.

"We almost didn't." Keith admitted, he and Franklin had gotten in some close calls during the raid, if not for some good luck then they could have been goners.

"Well we made it out eventually so we got that.." To be fair things could have gone a lot worse, the stairs could have fallen out from under them, or the path could have been entirely blocked by rubble, preventing them form leaving…

"I guess your right but I am not entering a burning building again any time soon.." Keith could still feal some pain coming from his back, with most of his adrenaline dissipating he could feel it sting with every bump in the road, becoming worst then he had felt right after it had happened.

Nearing Lester's home, Franklin confirmed with Michael if they were indeed there.

Nodding they bid goodbye to Gustavo, the three of them heading into Lester's home…

Keith hadn't been there before, but originally he thought that it would be bigger, at least having some more room. Entering the place he realised that he likely had overestimated Lester…

His place wasn't extremely dirty, it just seemed disorganised at first sight, his walls being covered in sticky notes and posters, with plans and designs as Lester waited on his bed..

Michael let out a giddy laugh as he entered the room.

"Well." Lester looked at the three standing before him.

"What?" Michael looked confused for a moment, not understanding what it was about.

"I'd never thought I would see you clowns again." The room turned silent as Keith and Franklin were just looking around the place, new to everything inside.

"We did it!" Lester stood up while cheering

"How was it?"

"For a suicidally dangerous mission impersonating emergency service members while working a high security government facility.. it was surprisingly uplifting." They laughed as Michael came in for a hug, causing Lester some pain.

"Hey, hey!" Michael backed of

"Sorry I forgot." He raised his hands, feigning ignorance

"You forgot my very obvious decease?" Lester didn't seem to believe Michael..

"It happens."

"…Hey lets get drunk, Franklin fill up the glasses, I got some real vintage moonshine. Hillbilly type shit, we are going to be seeing triple and committing incest in minutes.." Keith was curious about it, any liquor would be welcome.

"Just the shit to make a man forget his troubles." Franklin began to get four glasses, filling them with the bucked full of moonshine.

"Exactly.. I am just going to get drunk as a skunk, and then go reverse engineer the webcam and spy on those sorority girls again.." Franklin handed Keith his drink before grabbing the others, halting for a second as he heard what Lester said.

"What, I'm ill okey, give me a break.. Cheers!" Grabbing the drink from Franklin, Lester raised his glass toasting.

All of them poured the liquid down their throats, getting some immediate reactions as Franklin started to cough… "Man that's some foul as shit." Keith didn't like the taste, although he didn't mind it as much as franklin did.

"Alright boys, I hate to break up the ritual but I've got to square things up with Davey and Dickward."

"For serious."

"Hey I just want them to know that now that we did this thing for them, and that we have evidence of doing this thing for them, that we go our own separate ways, you know?"

"Want me to go with you?" Franklin offered, already standing up to go..

"No gotta do this alone."

"You heading right away?" Keith asked, thinking that Michael could be ruching in to finish things to quickly.

"The sooner the better." Keith thought about it, cant helping but agree as he wouldn't want to be stuck in something longer then he had to.

"That's one way you can look at it." Lester also seemed to agree, Trusting Michael enough to feel free to let him do his own thing.

"Besides I want to be the one to put this to bed… then I can figure out Trevor, you know?.. get my life back, go back to being bored and miserable.. and enjoy every minute of it.. here enjoy the incest juice." Michael handed the bucket to Keith as he headed for the door.

"Man you boys sure know how to put the fun back into midlife crisis." With Michael gone, Franklin couldn't help but commend on the change of mood.

"Well… another round?" Keith already began to get his glass filled, wanting to drown his mild backpain with alcohol…

"Of course.." Filling the others glasses as well they toasted once again, pouring the foul liquid down their throats to drown away their troubles.

After a couple of rounds Lester was out of it, staring up to his roof, mumbling to himself as he did so..

Keith on the other hand poured a new glass for Franklin and himself, as some of the pain dissipated.

"Fuck man… I still got to get home somehow." Keith glanced at the time… the raid was late in the night in order to reduce casualties and witnesses, not to mention the preparations and time it took for the raid to be completed, causing them to be entering the early morning times..

"Nah.. we can stay at Lester's place, right Lester?" Lester only responded by giggling.

"See, its to late to quite now Franklin, at least finish the bucket with me."

"Fine…but ill still call a taxi." Franklin seemed clear on his intentions to go home, something Keith was less interested in.

Before long the bucket had run dry, all the moonshine seemingly evaporated with time… after that a car honking could be heard outside, with Franklin shakily making his way outside…

Keith tried to get up and bid franklin goodbye, but he couldn't stand properly, sitting back down before he fell to hard, Keith was a little disappointed, although that disappointment got bigger as he went in for another glass, only to realise that they had emptied it already…

Lying down, Keith also began to stare up to the roof, eventually falling asleep there.

Stirring awake, Keith noticed that Lester had yet to wake up, feeling his stomach growl, Keith thought about raiding his fridge, before thinking that it was perhaps not the best idea to upset the guy who could hack his cell phone and knew all of the crimes he was part of…

Grabbing his phone, Keith instead ordered some food, deciding to get some for Lester as well..

While waiting for the food Lester also got up, squinting his eyes as he dazedly looked around eventually seeing that Keith was still there.

"Well here I was fantasising about some hot chick sleeping next to me.." Perhaps Lester had subconsciously noticed that there was someone sleeping beside him, or it was just pure coincidence, it didn't matter to Keith though.

"yeah well, welcome to reality.."

"Can you grab me something out of the fridge." Lester pointed towards, it hoping that Keith could do the walking..

"What do you want.." Keith got up, this time a little less shaky

"Something to ease my headage.." Lester held his head as he sat up on the bed.

"I got food on the way… and.." Keith opened the fridge… looking inside for something refreshing.

"Some more alcohol to help the headage dissipate?"

"No, no.. god no… I mean.." Lester seemed to think about it for a second, being interrupted by the doorbell ringing as a delivery guy stood outside with their food..

"Ill get it.." Heading for the door, Keith paid the driver, getting the food inside, already relishing in the smell of it all..

Setting it out for a bitt, Lester seemed surprised by the scale of it all..

"What… a lot goes into holding up a fit body.." All the running they did with those heavy suits on had drained his energy, thus needing to be refilled with some food.