For my Family
For my Friends
For my Kids who aren’t my kids, but are
I hope I make you proud…
Thank you to Alyson Lee, my Beta, who made my work so much better.
You are a gem
Artwork by: Pauline Mac
Please consider that I’ve put a lot of hard work into this story. If you have enjoyed it, great, please let me know. But please, do not plagerize this material as you will be taking that which you have not earned.
Dare To Be Different
Persistance, Patience, and Perserverance Pays Off
And I’m aiming for the stars
The trouble started almost two minutes ago. Tim was visiting his sister, Annie, at the creche where she worked. He was playing around behind Annie’s back, amusing the kids, when the vibrations started. At first Tim thought it was some hot jock pilot buzzing the building to give the kids a thrill, but when the vibrations didn’t stop, increasing instead, Tim knew something was wrong. He helped Annie get the kids down to an evacuation point then turned tail and ran.
Gravel dug deep into his palms as Tim scrambled to his feet. He kept running. His heart pounded when he glanced back. Buildings were starting to fall like dominoes, and they were coming straight for him. He didn’t have much time. He turned forward and put on as much speed as he could.
It wasn’t a huge distance, but it seemed to take forever before the Laboratory Block came into view. Tim knew it would probably mean his death, but he ran inside just the same.
Organized chaos. That’s what he came across. People streamed out of the emergency stairs and raced for the exits. Out one door, out another. There were no hysterics, but fear and a desperate need to escape, was clear to see.
Tim shepherded people toward the exits as he made his way through. He had to get to his husband. “JOE!” he screamed as he broke free.
Tim made the mistake of looking. His eyes went wide. The imposing replica of the shuttle Enterprise above his head was moving. Despite being tethered by reinforced steel, the big hulking mass of metal was bouncing… big time. It made him feel extremely vulnerable, and small. His pulse raced. Where’s Joe?
“Come on!” Joe yelled from across the massive foyer. He was holding the door open, ushering people out of the emergency stairwell.
Tim pointed to a young man who was running at him from his right. “Get out, Alex!” he yelled as he ran.
Alex skidded to a halt. “You sure?”
Tim nodded. “Go! I’ll get Joe.” He didn’t wait for a response, but he saw Alex nod as he ran for the exit. “Joe!”
“Keep running!” Joe screamed. He looked at Tim. “Do you know what’s going on?”
Tim shook his head. “Not a clue.”
Tim held his breath when one person stumbled over another and fell in their frantic quest to evacuate. What could have amounted to a disaster was avoided when Joe quickly dragged them out of the way, preventing more people from following suit.
“Run!” Tim screamed at the two who fell when they stopped. No one had time to check for injuries.
The sound of their feet, crushing segments of ceiling that had already collapsed under the pressure of the vibrations, was nothing compared to the sound of Tim’s pulse drumming in his ears. His heart was ready to explode out of his chest. He tried not to look at the walls that were already closing in around him. The image of being trapped under all…
“Keep running!” Joe screamed again, snapping Tim out of his sudden inertia.
“What are you doing?” Tim yelled when Joe disappeared behind the door. Not wanting to wait for an answer, Tim started running again. “Joe!” He pushed the last of the people, who spilled from the staircase, out of the way and ran as fast as his shaking legs would let him. He was ready to scream when Joe reappeared.
“I was just checking,” he said, out of breath.
Tim grabbed his arm. “We’ve gotta go.”
They spun as one, ran as one, and headed for the exit, checking for stragglers as they did.
“When we get out,” Joe said, out of breath.
“We’ve got to investigate this phenomenon.”
They ran a few steps more.
“When we get out,” Tim said, just as breathlessly.
Tim glanced at his husband. “We’re going for a drink.”
Joe chuckled. “That too.”
As they approached the suspended Enterprise, one of the lines suddenly snapped, causing the nose of the aircraft to drop at an alarming angle. It swung in a slow arc for a heartbeat before, with a sickening grind, the whole thing came down, bringing the ceiling along with it.
The noise was deafening…
Tim and Joe scrambled to the right, but there was already a mound of rubble in their way. They turned to the left, then turned again…
“No!” Joe yelled.
They had no way out.
“Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.” Tim spun around. “What’re we going to…”
Windows exploded above them, raining down shards of glass. They did their best to protect themselves from the deadly missiles, but it was futile. Tim could feel the stinging cuts as the glass shredded his clothes and cut through to his skin. “We’re not going to make it, Joe!”
“Yes we are.”
Joe took him by the arm and led them towards the wide staircase that led from the mezzanine floor to the first. It was made of reinforced steel, so Tim could only hope that it would provide them with some protection.
They skidded together, feet first, under the stairs, glass cutting deeper and deeper as their bodies slid across the floor.
The roar began - a precursor to the coming disaster. Tim tried to breathe. “We’re gonna die.”
Joe took his hand, and squeezed. “Not with me around.”
Tim kept eye contact with his husband when, all too soon, the building collapsed around them. “I love you…”