004. Video; un: driver

[killertrack]

[ When the video starts, nothing shows but a Cadelle street. It's the middle of the night and the streetlamps are all the light around. There's music playing, obviously coming from the phone's speakers, tinny. But it's half covered by Baby's humming. ]

Hellooooo everyone! I thought I'd sing you a lullaby.

[ It's obvious that Baby is drunk when he starts speaking, even without being on the screen, and it's even more obvious when he moves the camera a little, half his face appearing, shadowed by the streetlights he's walking under. He's wearing sunglasses.

Eyes half closed, the unsteadiness of the video shows how much Baby has had earlier. He stumbles for a step, then stops, laughing to himself as he runs a hand over his face.

Then, he starts singing, along with the song playing: ]

So take a look at me now
Since I told you it's over
You got a hole in your heart
I'll find a four leaf clover
You can't tell me this now
This far down the line
That you're never, ever gonna get over me

[ He might be drunk, but at least he's not a bad singer. It's a bit wobbly, and there are tears in his voice as he sings, the words feeling like they're stabbing him, over and over.

Isabelle's gone.

He stops singing, looking ahead at the mostly empty street. He stumbles again, closes his eyes while he takes a deep breath, head tilted up to the sky. When he opens them again, and then turns to the camera, he's grinning. ]

Feels like a perfect night for a joyride, right?

[ The words are slurred, and Baby's smile is already wavering, but then he turns the camera to his car, parked a few feet away. ]

Comments

[wildkingdom]

I never said she was sane. And trust me, there is no love there at all.

[Zero. Nada. Zilch.]

I was adopted when I was a baby, and she was more my mom than the Desert Wolf ever was.

[killertrack]

[ The frown doesn't leave Baby's face, because he can't - he can't understand how someone could ever do this, be this kind of person, but then Malia says something else. ]

Oh, hey. I was adopted, too. But not as a baby. Later. I got lucky.

[wildkingdom]

[Malia nods a bit.]

Sometimes adopted parents are the better parents. Even if it's complicated.

[Like things with her and Peter are really complicated and she's coming around to his being in her life, but she's still glad that she was a Tate.]

[killertrack]

I loved my mom. I wish she hadn't died.

[ In front of him. ]

But Joe's amazing, too.

[wildkingdom]

Me too.

[Same, actually.]

Yeah? What's he like?

[killertrack]

He's fun. He's old now, can't move so much anymore, but he used to take me on the longest drives, where we'd just listen to all these classics he loved. he taught me how to read lips and speak sign language, and how to be respectful to ladies, and to always be pursuing happiness - for myself and others.

[ Baby misses Joe a lot. ]

To him, being happy was the most important thing. And he really, was, too. He lived a crazy full life, and having a kid was one of these dreams he had but didn't think he'd ever get to have. So he thought I was a gift, even though I totally screwed up all the time.

[wildkingdom]

[She smiles a bit because she can tell how much Baby cares about him, even if he misses him.]

He sounds like a really good man.

[Which her biodad is not. Her adopted father tries though.]

[killertrack]

He is.

[ Baby lets out a sigh, soft. ]

My apartment's just on the next right. That big warehouse.

[wildkingdom]

[Malia nods and she easily pulls the car into a parking spot and turns it off. There. They made it, safe and sound.]

You gonna be okay?

[killertrack]

[ He smiles, reaching out to pat her hand again. ]

Yeah. I'll be fine. Thanks, Malia. You're a good friend.

[wildkingdom]

Okay.

[And she'll turn off the car, and hand him back his keys.]

Go get some sleep.