A startling Text

~Enter the Dark Horse ~

Turbines roared at Garthe's beckoning and the swoosh of a scanner could be heard from their location on the balcony. Instead of a loving red color, it shone a dangerous shade of orange. 

"I believe you've met Karr before," Garthe proudly proclaimed, as he stripped the com-link from Bonnie's wrist. He crushed it under his boots. "Where we are going you won't need that," he hissed darkly. 

Bonnie ignored his comment and less than stellar introduction of his new accomplice, as she was hoisted over Garthe's sturdy shoulder and carried down the steps of the apartment she shared with her husband. Without her com-link she'd be pretty much on her own with two of the Foundation's greatest enemies. Not exactly the company any pregnant woman would desire to be surrounded by. 

"Open the door," Garthe grunted in command. 

She was only lowered back onto the ground for a moment as Karr's door popped open and Garthe thrust her into the passenger seat. The mechanical door shut before Bonnie regained her composure enough to try an escape. The baby wiggled about furiously in her stomach as she fought with the unmoving trans-am's door. She turned to the eject button and the moment she pressed her finger down upon it, she was shocked with an intense jilt of electricity. 

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Miss Barstow" crooned a smooth but dark tone, as green lights lit up Karr's voice modulator.

She instinctively drew her injured hand to her chest.

Garthe laughed as he clambered into the diver's seat. "Bonnie, don't be so naive. You think I'd honestly let you and my child escape that easily?" He questioned.

Then without giving her time to answer he laughingly continued, "Michael, the inferior kitt, and the Foundation will be destroyed and you and our child will help me.

"No... no I won't. You are delusional if you think I'd ever help you and Karr to destroy my home and.... and my family," Bonnie hotly retorted. Defiance flowing through every part of her figure as she replied. Never in her life had she felt so repulsed by a scheming man and a car.

After a few moments of silence, Garthe inquired, "the baby is mine. So tell me, is it a boy or a girl?"  

Bonnie stared out the window as distance was put between them and her apartment, tears hollowly sparkling within her blue-green eyes. 

"Boy or girl, Barstow?" Garthe impatiently demanded. 

"I've asked you a question! Have you grown mute?" He seethed, when Bonnie refused to answer.

Karr interjected, "it is a boy if my scans are correct." 

Bonnie crossed her arms protectively over her stomach and then she dug her nails into the soft flesh of her own arms  She nervously sank down in Karr's seat, wishing she had never let Michael and Kitt go to work that morning. 

"A boy," Garthe chirped happily. This time the smile he shot in the mechanic's direction was genuine and sincere. He allowed Karr to assume control of the driving as he turned to face Bonnie. He wiggled his hand under her barred arms until it rested upon the baby bump. "To think this will be the first of many we will have together.... and it will be a son..." he continued reveling in what he assumed was the best news on earth. He clearly ignored the tears and mascara streaking down Bonnie's increasingly pale face. 

"Your wrong," Bonnie sharply swallowed.

"What did you just say?!" Garthe demanded fiercely. 

More timidly Bonnie replied, "I said, you are wrong. This is the first, last, and only child of yours that I will bring into the world. But it's a shame your son will never know you as his father. Michael Knight will be listed on the birth certificate as the father..... not you. He'll never be yours..." 

Garthe's hand moved from her stomach and he struck her across the face in complete rage. His hand left a tender red mark across her cheek. His eyes glowing with a ferocious heat as he added, "Michael will never be known as my child's father! NEVER! You got that? You say his name one more time and I will ..." in his fury he squeezed his fingers around the soft tissue of her neck, "kill you and the baby." 

Bonnie began to choke on heart wrenching sobs and her face began to turn a vibrant shade of red. Her breathing went from severely erratic to slow and super shallow. She began to feel as though she'd pass out and her lungs began to burn. Dark lashes moved to cover her shimmering eyes. 

"Garthe, Miss Barstow might really die if you continue to use that kind of pressure on her. We need her alive remember," Karr anxiously stated. 

Letting out a disgusted huff he released Bonnie from his choke hold and he returned to the task of driving too angry to even hazard a glance at the gasping mechanic. 

Bonnie likewise, was too afraid to look in Garthe's direction. Instead she took to memorizing the scenery that passed by her window, landmarks, unusual qualities, and anything else that could identify the location. She'd have to know where they were taking her if she was ever going to be able to get herself some help. 

But without a com-link would help come? Would Kitt and Michael be able to find her without it? Would Kitt and Michael know about Karr and Garthe teaming up? Better yet, would Kitt and Michael stand a chance against Karr and Garthe? What was Garthe planning?  And what would it take to stop them?

((to be further edited))