Amnesia

Chapter 10

“We'll bring him the hell back, Phineas. I promise,” Jeff said, just before they vanish.
“I hope so,” Phineas whispered as he sat down. He felt uneasy letting Jeff go with Mark into unknown territory and with Drake being there besides!
Susan went over to Phineas and put her hand on his shoulder. “They'll do fine, Phineas. I know they will,”
“What if they don't, Susan? What if I made the mistake into letting Jeff go? What if Drake tries to kill Jeff? What if...”
“That's a lot of 'what if's', Phineas. We'll just have to keep our fingers crossed and hope for the best,”
“Yeah,” Joseph said, taking off his glasses. “Don't count the chickens before they're hatched!”
They glanced over at the machine and see that Mark and Jeff had arrived at the beach scene where Drake and young Phineas had been.
“Are we there yet?” Mark asked, not opening his eyes.
Jeff looked at the omni. For some reason, he chuckled when he saw that Mark had his eyes closed.
“You CAN open your fucking eyes, Mark. We're here,”
Mark opened up his blue eyes and noticed the ocean. He looked over at Jeff, who gave him a smile.
“So, now what?” Mark asked.
“We find young Phineas. If I remember right, before we left headquarters, Drake left the scene.”
Mark looked around and spotted a lone man looking out at the ocean.
“Could that be him?”
Jeff looked towards the direction Mark was pointing.
“Gotta be him. Sandy blond hair, about six foot. Let's go,”
The two friends got to the young man and Jeff startled him when he tapped on the man's shoulder.
Young Phineas Bogg turned to face them, ready to fight, his fists up and ready to hit.
“Whoa, hold on there! We're friends,” Mark said, backing away.
“Why did ya sneak up on me like that, then?”
“Didn't mean to, sir. We were hoping you could kind of help us out,” Jeff said. He was trying so hard not to let the man know they knew who he was, so he watched his language and made sure he didn't use swear words.
“Help you out? How?”
“Have you seen a guy THIS tall, dark hair with beady brown eyes and smokes a cigar?” Mark questioned.
Young Phineas looked them over, noticing their clothing. “Yes, I have. Why you want to know? Is he in trouble?”
In the worst way, Jeff thought.
“Kind of. Do you know where he is right now?”
“I believe he was going to my house. To help my parents...”
“You're house? When?”
“Not more than ten minutes ago. Why?” Young Phineas, still not knowing who these strange young men were, demanded.
“Would you mind terribly by going to your house and telling Drake that there are two people waiting for him here?”
“Here?” Phineas pointed at the sand.
Then it occurred to him. “At Furo Beach,”
Jeff nodded. “Right,”
“I'll go right now,” Phineas turned and headed down the path Drake had taken.
He turned to face the two strangers. “He'll know ya then?”
“He will,” Jeff nodded.
They watched Phineas go down further until the young man had gotten out of site.
Mark turned to Jeff. “Think we did the right thing?”
Jeff sighed and went to the sand bank. He sat down on the hot sand and leaned into the bank.
“I sure hope so, Mark. Did you see the look on Bogg's face before we left?”
Mark joined him and nodded. “Yeah, Jeff, I did. He didn't look to good,”
“No, he didn't. Mark, I'm telling you, I don't fucking remember him, but I don't know what I'd do if I were to loose him. It's like he's part of me and if I lost him...”
Mark put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “You WON'T loose him, Jeff. I promise you that,”
Jeff gave Mark a wry smile of thanks.
“Mark, Bogg told me that you helped me out one time. Care to tell me about it?” Jeff leaned on his elbow to face Mark.
“Sure,” Mark shrugged. He told Jeff about how Drake had kidnapped him and tied him to a chair.
How Drake had this girl pour icy cold water on him and shock him over and over again.
“Bogg and I went to the area Drake had you. The door was bolted and Bogg practically busted it down until Drake opened it. Once Bogg got in there, he saw you tied up and in pain. Bogg got furious and started pounding on Drake, so I just went over and untied you.”
Jeff's eyes widened. “Bogg must care for me an awful fucking lot, to do that.”
Mark nodded. “He loves you like a father would, Jeff.”
Jeff sighed. “I can fucking feel that,”
“Good,” Mark smiled.
Mark was beginning to like Jeff even more. He just wished Phineas would hurry up and get Drake here so that they could go back to Headquarters!