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Dr. Wells is Missing...Again - Part One - complete
Topic Started: Oct 3 2013, 08:33 PM (238 Views)
PineappleAngel
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Hi everybody!! For those of you who know what my project is...it's finally ready!! I'm finally truly underway with my story! :) Thanks goes completely to everybody in Bionic Fans, for their help and support in my venture, and my e-buddy, pineapplegirl123! So, background, this story is based on the SMDM episode, "Dr. Wells is Missing" and involves a LOT of Steve "whump" (or...injury to character?) The first part of the story, which will be 10 chapters, will only be involving SMDM, and then, it will cross to the Bionic Woman, as Jamie will be called in...I definitely plan on having some Steve-Jamie stuff...it'll get a bit, A/U, as I'll probably bring back her memory or something so that they can be together... I'm a sucker for Steve in love...just to be clear, It'll probably show in my descriptions of Steve....but I am completely, 100%, most-assuradely, in love with the young Lee Majors!! sigh...I'd die for Heath or Steve... 7654h IHBVK yuh
Now...on to my story...

Chapter 1: Leavin’ On a Jet Plane

“Boy Steve, do I envy you…” Oscar muttered. He sighed heavily, as he signed the forms on his desk. “And you, too, Rudy! Both of you going up to Aspen for a holiday...nice and calm…no guns going off or bomb threats…just the mountains, the crisp, clean air, and the snow.”
“Oh come now, Oscar, you know we aren’t going to Colorado on a simple pleasure trip!! We are going because Steve is experiencing several odd black-outs in his bionics, and I believe that if I don’t get a proper, surgical adjustment in, then it could get serious!” Rudy protested to his superior, while cracking a hidden, winking smile to Steve.
“Well of course I don’t want Steve hurt, but why go to the la in Aspen? Why not your lab here in D.C? And why are you going up a week early, and staying for nearly a month afterwards!?” Oscar groaned, angrily.
“Steve needs time to rest and prepare, beforehand, and depending on how extensive the problems are, he may need a great deal of rest and recovery time, after.” Rudy turned to look Oscar in the eye.
“And besides, Oscar, you’re coming up next week! You won’t be missing anything!!” Steve walked across the OSI director’s office and came to sit on the corner of Goldman’s desk.
“Yes but—all right…here’s all the necessary arrangements for you…you leave on a plane for Aspen in…5 hours. Your tickets are waiting at the airport. Have a nice trip, gentlemen.” Oscar reluctantly handed a packet of papers to Rudy, and the doctor and cyborg turned together to leave. “And Steve!!”
Steve stopped in the doorway to see his friend. “Yeah?”
“Take care of yourself, pal.” Oscar smiled.
“You got it!” Steve gave a familiar half smile to his supervisor before heading out into the small lobby.
After a few seconds of silent pondering, Oscar became suddenly aware of the shiny blue pen that read “NASA”, in his hand. Steve’s lucky pen!! Oscar had borrowed the pen, when he misplaced his own, and he’d forgotten to give it back to Steve! Oscar felt suddenly guilty. Ever since Steve had gone back to doing regular assignments for NASA he carried the pen with him, for luck, at all times, on or off the planet.
Oscar and Steve had deemed it lucky as once they had been stranded on an island with many wild beasts, and they’d been cornered by some of them. Well as the beasts neared, Steve did everything he could to distract them, but the only thing that caught their attention was the shiny, blue and silver pen. He’d tossed it to them, and while they were fighting over it, the OSI agents made their escape. Later, Steve had wandered back to the site, and found the pen, undamaged in the sand. And ever since, he’d carried it with him.
I can’t let him go to surgery without this!! Oscar thought, so he quickly stood and opened his solid wood door. He paused when he heard Steve talking in a nervous, fast-paced voice to his doctor. Oscar stopped to listen…
“Rudy!? We ARE going to have some fun, right!? I mean not just bed rest for the surgery? We will get to enjoy the things that Oscar was mentioning, right? Ya know…The Mountains, the air, the snow…” Steve frantically looked at his smiling friend.
“Oh Steve, don’t be silly! I wonder if they let you take skis on a plane…” Rudy pondered, grinning at his bionic associate.
“Now that’s what I’m talking about!!” Steve smiled broadly and ushered Rudy through the glass door at the opposite side of the entry room.
Oscar stepped from his doorway into view. “Oh, Steve?”
“Oh!? Yeah, Oscar?” Steve stopped.
“I heard that.” Oscar stared intently.
“oh…well…yes you did…well don’t worry, I’ll get plenty of rest too!” Steve nervously tried to dodge Oscar’s parental glare.
“Hey Steve!” Oscar’s quick phrase forced Steve to turn. “You forgot your lucky pen.” He tossed it gingerly, to Steve, who caught it with ease. “Have a nice time, pal.”
Steve smiled and turned to go, but looked back. “I’ll see you next week….’pal’!” Steve joked, using Oscar’s nickname for himself. Steve’s charisma and charm in delivering the last line broke down all barriers, and all three men joined in a hearty laugh. Steve smiled, gave a small wink, with the ever-so-slight raise of his left eyebrow, and left, letting the glass door slowly thump to a close, behind him.

END OF CHAPTER 1

Sitting in front of the TV, watching an old rerun of The Big Valley, eating a Heath bar, while wearing a pair of sturdy Lee Jeans, a NASA baseball cap, and a "Colt's" hoodie; all while a paperback copy of "Cyborg" lays nearby...ah...the perfect image of a true fangirl of the great Lee Majors....
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PineappleAngel
Oct 15 2013, 03:25 PM
The test went pretty well...
Great, I'm glad for you.

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Oct 15 2013, 03:25 PM
If you have any other questions about my school stuff, feel free to ask! I love talking about it!
Ok, let's move to thread " Getting to know you".

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WOWSA! I'm not sure how I missed this chapter before now I apologize for that.
These men are ruthless...and diabolical! You have a real talent for drawing the readers into the scene. Well done! (And on to chapter 7!)

*And yes, I've used the word 'seize' the same way (as a verb).
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Yes, you definitely earned the evil devil pig muse! evildevilpig evildevilpig evildevilpig evildevilpig evildevilpig
Thank you for another fascinating, riveting chapter!
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Thanks everybody! As stated, I've written several chapters in advance, and when I get time, during the week, I'll type 'em up...but most of the chapters will come on weekends! So, don't absolutely count on a chapter, till Friday, or Saturday...but I might get Chapter 8 up before then... ?><
Sitting in front of the TV, watching an old rerun of The Big Valley, eating a Heath bar, while wearing a pair of sturdy Lee Jeans, a NASA baseball cap, and a "Colt's" hoodie; all while a paperback copy of "Cyborg" lays nearby...ah...the perfect image of a true fangirl of the great Lee Majors....
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Oct 15 2013, 07:44 PM
Thanks everybody! As stated, I've written several chapters in advance, and when I get time, during the week, I'll type 'em up...but most of the chapters will come on weekends! So, don't absolutely count on a chapter, till Friday, or Saturday...but I might get Chapter 8 up before then... ?><

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Hey guys! I just finished this chapter, so I decided to put it up, before going to bed...I apologize in advance for any typos, or randomly missed words or anything...i typed it rather hurriedly! NOW...

Chapter 8: Phase 3

Phase 3.
Somehow, some art of Rudy knew that Steve was going into phase three when he heard the weak cries, calling for him. Dragging the still agent into the first rays of dawn, Rudy winced, in spite of himself, at seeing the new collection of burns on Steve’s face, to add to the cuts and bruises. Rudy numbly sat on the cold ground, staring at Steve, knowing there was nothing he could do.
Suddenly, from around the corner of the smoldering barn, Tucelli and his minions dashed out, to collect the agents. Tucelli stopped, aghast. “You idiots!! You’ve killed him!! Now we’ll never get our cyborgs!! It was only supposed to be a test!!”
“A TEST!? Rudy rose, the anger flowing through him “YOU SET THAT FIRE?! IT WAS ANOTHER OF YOUR MAD TESTS!?”
“Hey boss? He’s not dead…but he sure don’t look good…and he’s all feverish…” one of the men bent over Steve, slightly softening at the horrific sight of his broken body.
“You were right, Tucelli, Steve is sick. VERY sick! And if I don’t get him to my hospital and operate immediately, he WILL die! I’m begging you, Tucelli!! I’ll do anything for you! I’ll build you the cyborgs! I’ll do ANYTHING! Id you’ll just let me get Steve into the proper care!!” Rudy couldn’t believe what he was saying, but he spoke only the truth. He WOULD do anything for Steve, anything at all.
Tucelli pondered for a moment, and then smirked at Rudy with an evil grin. “Well, Dr. Wells. That is an interesting proposition…but there are a few issues with your plan...you see, I was going to kill Colonel Austin, anyway…and whether you know it or not, you WERE going to build me that cyborg! And…If I let him go, then I won’t have a bargaining piece anymore, now would I? I will, however, let you take him inn your old clinic there…Do anything you’d like to him, in there, but be wary. My men are watching you with their guns at all times. And if you even sneeze wrong…he’ll get a bullet in him! I promise you!” He made a quick gesture to his associates. “Take them into the clinic, there. Watch ’em close, boys.”
Steve was picked up by two men and carried in between them, while Yamo led Rudy at gunpoint. It was eerie for Rudy to again walk the dusty halls of his first lab. He hadn’t been back since he had approached Oscar Goldman with his breath through in Bionics and everything was exactly as he left it. Even a rotten cup of coffee had been sitting on a filling cabinet for all of these years. Webs and dust littered the halls, but there was one place, one room where Rudy knew everything would be perfect and spotless.
Rudy’s first big project had been to build a lab/clinic room that was as germfree as possible. He had created it in the heart of this building. A room with white walls, many thick glass windows, and special venting systems that constantly purified the air. He knew that in order for Steve to not get worse, he needed to be treated in that room. Rudy quickly gestured the group to go to the room.
At the barricaded entrance, he pressed a rode in the keypad, hesitating at the last number. He had a special “emergency code” that would set off an alarm, and notify local authorities and the OSI, but it would also alert their captors. Yamo sensed his hesitation. “Look, doc. You make one false move and your bionic wonder boy here…well he certainly won’t be doing anything for you and your government anytime soon.”
Rudy looked at the ill astronaut, dangling between two beefy men. Rudy pressed the last number and pushed open the doors. As Rudy entered, he smiled in spite of himself, proud that he had succeeded. This room had been left untouched for several years, and there was not a speck of dust or a cobweb anywhere, to betray this lapse in human cleaning. He gestured to an operating type table/bed in the center of the room and the men laid Steve on it.
After instructing Rudy, carefully, to not try anything funny, but to tend to Steve’s injuries, all but one of the men left. Rudy did this with much pleasure. He was concerned that Steve continued to slumber, but as he seemed relieved of the pain, Rudy allowed Steve to continue sleeping. Dr. Wells carefully removed Steve’s sweater and then his shirt. He found a few large sheets in a small closet and tore one into thick strips. Cautiously, he wrapped the strips tightly around Steve’s middle to hold his possibly broken ribs. Then, taking smaller pieces, he re-bandaged his head wound and tried to bandage the cut on his neck. He did his best to clean the burns and wounds on Steve’s face, but could not properly treat him.
Rudy had expected that in starting Phase 3, Steve would have a fierce attack, and then wake up with is bionics deadened, but he was wrong. It was much more horrific. After a while of waiting, Steve finally stirred from the darkness. He slowly opened his eyes and shook his head, slowly rubbing his face with is left hand.
“Steve!!” Rudy excitedly sprung to his side. “How are ya? Can you feel anything…move?”
Steve gave him a puzzled, ye content look. “Y-yeah…I feel, well actually pretty good! Kinda peaceful…best I’ve felt in a while…him…” The pleasant “floating” sensation didn’t last long though.
Suddenly, as Rudy glanced at Steve, he saw a look of confusion, fear, and panic pass over him. “Steve! Steve!? What’s the matter? Are you alright?”
“I—I don’t—don’t know…my legs...feel kinda tingly…Rudy!! They-They won’t…Rudy! I can’t move my legs! I can’t move ‘em Rudy! Help! Rudy I can’t feel them! I can’t feel them! Rudy!? My legs!! Aah…hurts…Rudy!! Help! Gah…ow!!” Steve began flailing around helplessly as the numbness, immobility, and immense pain flooded his body.
As Steve screamed, Rudy tried to calm him and hold him down, but could not get through to him. The guard who had been left to watch them, gaped in fear as Steve screamed. He ran to the door and called all of the others back.
Tucelli, his brother, Yamo, and the other guards ran back, just as the tingling sensation overcame Steve’s arm. Just as he had with his legs, Steve called out every terrifying stage that his arm went through.
“Rudy!?” Steve gasped, still frantically squirming and trying to grasp his deadened limbs with is left arm. “They...hurt!? They’ve never hurt before! Rudy? Gah….it’s…it feels like somebody just ripped them right off! Oh! My…my eye!!” Steve whimpered and his bionic eye began fluttering at incredible speed.
Their captors stood motionless in shock, as they watched the terrors rage in Steve’s body. Alfredo finally shook himself from his trance and ordered the guards, “Strap him down!” The guards moved quickly, pushing Rudy out of the way, and surrounding Steve.
They quickly pulled straps from underneath the table and buckled Steve firmly down, with one strap at his legs, another above his waist, and one more about at his shoulders. Through all of this, Steve panicked more and more as the slow, deadening paralysis spread through hi bionic limbs. He continued to groan and wail out, calling for help from Rudy.
“Rudy!? Rudy, where are you!? Help! Rudy!? I can’t move!!”

END OF CHAPTER 8


AAA! Phase 3!! :)
Sitting in front of the TV, watching an old rerun of The Big Valley, eating a Heath bar, while wearing a pair of sturdy Lee Jeans, a NASA baseball cap, and a "Colt's" hoodie; all while a paperback copy of "Cyborg" lays nearby...ah...the perfect image of a true fangirl of the great Lee Majors....
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noooo

Thank to have typed it for us before going to bed.


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WOW! Scary, vividly written and very, VERY good! Will be eagerly watching for more!
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Poor Steve, I could feel his pain through the words you wrote. Great job!
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Hey everybody! I just finished typing this, and I felt guilty about not uploading more in a few days...so I decided to put up this one...it's real short, and so is the upcoming chapter 10...then they'll be a bit of a wait for Part 2! (Which will consist of 5 short chapters) Then...on to a longer Part 3! Now...for chapter 9 of part 1...let's see...we left Steve painfully falling into "Phase 3"....

Chapter 9: An Urgent Plea

After a few minutes, Rudy got Steve to calm down and he talked to him, softly assuring him that everything would be alright and that he just had to let his body deal with the spreading, and not kill himself fighting it. Rudy produced a heavy blanket which he carefully covered most of Steve’s frame with, with the exception of his left arm and head. Rudy cautiously eyed a small cabinet in which was enclosed a special phone, he could call Oscar with.
Tucelli ordered all of the men into the hall to regroup, and all of the men filed out, leaving the agents alone. Now was his chance. Rudy knew it was risky, but he had to try. He quickly sat down in front of the cabinet and opened the doors. He greedily seized the receiver and punched in the OSI code number for Oscar’s special line. It would ring wherever he was, in his car phone, at the office, or be sent to a plane or general building.
After a minute of “holding”, he was rewarded with a tired sounding mumble “Goldman, speaking…”
“Oscar!? It’s Rudy!!”
“Rudy!? Are you alright!? Where are you? What happened!? Is Steve alright? Is he with you!?” Oscar spouted questions faster than Rudy could think.
“Oscar, just listen. I don’t have much time. The Tucellis have us up at my first lab, down the road from the big clinic. You remember the place? Were in the special “clean room”, I showed you…”
“What about Steve!?” Oscar begged.
“He’s not good Oscar….he had several attacks, and he’s just fall into the last, deadly stage…Phase 3… his bionic parts are completely dead, with the exception of immense pain. And that poison’s spreading fast…soon, he’ll be completely numb and paralyzed and his organs will start shutting down…Oscar, we have only a few hours before it becomes too late…And I certainly didn’t help matters…in order to “convince me” to stop resisting capture, they roughed him up quite a bit…”
“Well Rudy, we can be there with a full team to invade in a few minutes!” Oscar began.
“NO! If they see you coming, then they’ll be sure to kill us first…no…you need something…er…someONE a little more…inconspicuous...”
“Ah! I’m sure we can bring her in, in a little over hmmmm….maybe 2 hours? Is that enough time?”
“Well…it’s a cutting it close…Oscar…hurry…”
Suddenly, one of the guards, having heard chatter, burst into the room with his gun drawn. Eying Rudy’s turned back; he silently raised his gun and readied his shot. Steve turned his head enough to see him and weekly flung out his left arm, as much as the bonds would allow, and cried a pitiful shout. “RUDY!! LOOK OUT!! BEHIND YOU!!” Startled, both Rudy and the man whirled around. Seeing movement, the guard fired at it’s source.
“STEVE!?” Rudy yelled as he heard the bullet make impact, and Steve groan out in additional agony. The guard turned back and sent another bullet into the heart of the phone, and in an electrical blast, severed the line between Rudy and their rescue.


END OF CHAPTER 9


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Edited by PineappleAngel, Oct 20 2013, 01:30 PM.
Sitting in front of the TV, watching an old rerun of The Big Valley, eating a Heath bar, while wearing a pair of sturdy Lee Jeans, a NASA baseball cap, and a "Colt's" hoodie; all while a paperback copy of "Cyborg" lays nearby...ah...the perfect image of a true fangirl of the great Lee Majors....
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Oh NO! Steve's been shot? Oh, I hope it hit his bionics (which, given the state he's in, is horrible enough)! What a vivid, amazing chapter! Steve's heroics in saving Rudy were very much in character; well done!
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Your muse is pure evil AND I LOVE IT! Great chapter, I hope Steve will survive phase III and the possible bullet wound!
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