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and I have to blink in astonishment.  What the fuck?  It’s matte black and looks like it’s about to kick your ass just for looking at it.  Batty rolls the window down and waves me over, mask still on.  I’m turned on at possibly the most inappropriate time and place imaginable, but holy shit.  I’ll never watch those movies the same again.
    “That’s us,” I say, wheeling Jayden out.  He gasps and coughs a little.  I try to act unconcerned as I reconsider this whole thing.  Batty pushes the passenger door open from the inside as his parents rush over.
    The dad grabs the tank while Mom fusses with her kid.  I get in the car and search for the button to push the seat back all the way in the tiny two-seater car.  Batty can fit his tall frame so I know Jayden and I can make it work the few blocks to the store.  I just hope we don’t get pulled over.
    “Jayden are you sure you’re sure?” his mom asks as his dad sets him in the seat between my legs and hands me the buckle while he adjusts the tank.
    “Mom, this is the coolest thing in the history of the world!” Jayden squeaks in his little voice.  I notice the airbag off light is on above our head and lick my lips nervously.
    The dad looks from his son to Batty and back again a few times before squeezing his boy’s shoulder.  “Go get ‘em,” he says brokenly, shutting the door softly.
    We speed off like a bullet.  I narrowly avoid a broken nose when Jayden’s head pops back with the momentum.  The squealing tires almost drown out Jayden’s laugh, but I hear it.  When Batty shifts, it jerks Jayden’s head, so I put my elbow on the door and my hand on his forehead to keep it on my shoulder.
    Batty takes the spiral down to the exit entirely too fast for having a kid illegally doubled up in his car, but he never seems out of control.  We shoot out of the hospital, and I fully expect to see cops on our tail any second.  When we turn a corner that’s not on the way to the toy store, I look over at him, concerned I just put a freaking terminal kid in the hands of a murderer or something.
    “There.  You see that, Jayden?”  Batty rumbles as he takes another turn.  Jayden’s nodding against my hand, but I didn’t see anything.  A car crosses several lanes of traffic to turn left at an intersection.  I point.
    “He’s right there!”  When we get to the light, it’s turned red so we have to wait.  Thankfully it was a black car, so by the time we turn there are a million more.  We see the guy we’re after in every one.  We pull up beside them to see the driver, but it’s never quite him.  By the time we get to the toy store, we’re sure he’s ditched his car and headed inside.  The place looks closed, but for the lights they leave on at night.  My heart is about to burst.  I don’t know what I would do if it was closed.  Probably break in , I think immediately.  God, I’m crazy.
    I see the parents off to the side of the big building as we pull up to the front.  Batty jumps out and produces a wheelchair from thin air.  Probably from the parents though.  We get Jayden situated carefully, although to him we appear to be rushing.  We have to get our bad guy, after all.
    I wheel Jayden over to the door, where Batty has stealthily checked windows, his black cape billowing around him.  He bends down to the door, and I hold my breath.  I don’t know if he really did pick the lock or what, but no alarms go off.
    He pushes the doors and waves us in shortly.  The place is definitely closed, even though I saw the hours on one of the windows.  It was supposed to close at eight, but the clock in the car said they should have been open another thirty minutes.
    Then I hear a noise, and it’s on.  We move to the baby toys as quietly as we can, Batty leading us, checking behind corners and even rolling across aisles. 
    “We need weapons.”  Jayden’s whisper scares the shit out of me, and I almost scream it’s so loud in