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FanFiction - Casey & Zeke - High-Speed to love (32/ ???)

Hello everyone. Vacation is almost over ... sniff ... and as ever I'm sooo much behind all the stuff I wanted to do ;). But whatever:

I hope all of you will have a wonderful tuesday and maybe you're in the mood for a bit more 'High-Speed'


Title: High-Speed to love (32/ ???)
Fandom:  Zeke & Casey
Rating: R
Disclaimer: of course, not mine
Author's notes: AU without Marybeth and Herrington High - Zeke is 23 years old in this story, living in
Youngstown, Ohio - Casey, is 18 years old and loves ... cooking. Or what do you think ?  ;)

Previous parts: one / two / three / four / five / six / seven / eight / nine / ten / eleven / twelve / thirteen / fourteen / fifteen / sixteen / seventeen / eighteen / nineteen / twenty / twenty-one / twenty-two / twenty-three / twenty-four / twenty-five / twenty-six / twenty-seven / twenty-eight / twenty-nine / thirty / thirty-one / tbc

"You dumbshit," Casey spat once again.
"See these two cabs over there? Business is better than ever. So, why don't you move your stupid ass out of the garage and let us do our work?"

It was not a surprise when J.B. grabbed him by his collar and shoved him against the wall. Defiant he stared up at him and prepared himself for the first blow. It was not the first time that something like this happened to him. Sometimes it was just too hard to keep his mouth shut. But he was not prepared to what happened then.

"Hey, J.B., I bet, this will show the ropes to the fucker!"

Casey turned his head and his eyes got big with horror when one of the other boys took a wrench from the tool trolley and went over to the cabs. He grinned wide while he raised his arm.

"Nooo," Casey yelled.

But it was too late. The wrench crashed down onto the hood. Tears sprang up to Casey's eyes. Desperately he tried to break free from J.B's rough grip. He spit, kicked and tried to bite him. All in vain, the other guy was so much stronger than he was.

"No! Don't! Stop it! Please ..."

The boy laughed and raised his arm again. Casey sobbed helplessly. There was nothing he could do against it. But suddenly Ben was there. Blocked the arm of the guy, snatched the wrench out of his hand.

"Hey!"
The boy glared at him.
"What the hell is wrong with you? You take side with fags now?"

"Shut up!"
For a moment Ben looked ready to punch him right into his face. But then he shrugged and ... handed the wrench back to him. Casey groaned and squeezed his eyes shut. No, no, no! This was a never ending nightmare.

"Go ahead!"
Ben smirked.
"I can't wait to see what Zeke's gonna do with you when he comes home and gets to see this!"

"Huh?"

All of a sudden Casey felt he was free. He had to search for support at the wall, still shaking like a leaf and he barely dared to look up.

The guy was still standing there with the wrench in his hand, all too near to the cabs. J.B. stared at Ben with narrowed eyes.

"He's not around," he said ... and Casey was surprised to hear the slight unsteadiness in his voice.
"I know, he's in the hospital!"

"You are not up-to-date."
Ben shrugged.
"He's not ... not anymore! He is out to look for a few used spare parts at the scrap yard. And he can be back every moment!"

J.B. hesitated, huffed annoyed. Finally he turned to the gate of the garage.
"Okay, let's split! We've better to do than to waste our time with this stupid shit!"

"But ... At least we should teach him a lesson! He can't ..."

J.B. jerked around and glared at the boy.
"What about the words: 'Let's split!' you can't understand," he hissed.
"Move your stupid ass!"

"Okay, okay! Geez!"
Angry the boy threw the wrench aside. Casey flinched at the crashing sound it made but it was only an old jerrican which was hit by the tool.
"You better stay out of my way from now on!"

"Fuck off!"
Ben watched him following the other two out of the garage. Slowly he bent down to pick up the wrench and put it back onto the tool trolley. Finally he turned to Casey.

"Hey. You okay?"

Casey looked up.
"I ... I guess. What ... what's up with the cab? Is it ... "

Ben shrugged.
"Not that bad. I can fix it."

He knew he should feel relieved now, but he couldn't. He was still too worn out. His mouth was dry. Nervously he sucked in his lower lip and could feel tears welling up again.
"Good," he sniffed.

"Hey!"
Tentatively Ben put his hand on Casey's arm.
"C'mon, into the office. I'm gonna make some tea for you!"

"A what? A tea?"
Casey blinked wildly.
"Why don't you just leave me the fuck alone? These were your fucking friends! Without you ... "

Ben winced.
"Sorry," he murmured.
"I haven't expected them to come here. They never came here since ...

But if you want me to go ..."

Finally Casey took a deep breath. He knew he needed to calm down again. He was acting unfair against Ben. After all the guys were gone, but Ben was still here. He has taken his side ... Zeke's side ... whatever ...

"Bullshit!"
He forced a smile onto his face.
"I didn't mean it.

What was this with the scrap yard anyway? You know, Zeke's still in the hospital, don't you?"


TBC soon

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What a relief! Ben's quick thinking saved a lot of heartache for Zeke and the cab company. And it's good to see he is starting to warm up to Casey, too. Love this.

Edited at 2011-10-18 02:44 pm (UTC)

I'm glad Ben backed Casey up. I have a feeling he's going to be okay. Good to see a new chapter of this.

That was brilliant! So much drama with the hateful bullies but then Ben foxed them with his quick thinking story. He is a smart and yes, I'd like to know what Zeke would do to anyone trashing his garage. I'm glad Ben is back on the team and hope they can repair the damage before Zeke sees it. He should have a little time to recover before he has to get bad ass on people! Great chapter!

I love how Ben got the guys to back off with a masked threat of 'Zeke'. It seems those two are finally learning to work together as a team. Zeke will be well impressed.

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