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TROOPS: NEW YORK
CHASING A MADMAN
NEW YORK CITY, NEW YORK
Michael had insisted on interrogating the suspected terrorists which freed up Tevin to deal with Wanda. Miguel filed their report on the hardware store arrests while Firmus watched the interrogations. Wanda looked in the refrigerator for food.
"Why does everything have the name Sylvia on it?" She asked.
"She eats everything. She once rang my doorbell at 4AM thinking Kelly was making cookies. Piett's grandkid had me awake already so I gave her some candy and sent her on her way." Tevin said.
"Now I know why Firmus doesn't want her in here." Wanda said taking a Burger King bag out and putting it on the table.
"This has your name on it." She told Tevin.
"It was from my lunch yesterday. Eat it before Sylvia does and you might want to heat it up." Wanda looked for something to heat the food up with.
"Microwave is that black thing on the table with the numbers on it. The bag doesn't go in it." Tevin said looking at his computer. Wanda figured out how to work the microwave. Richie walked in as she sat down at his desk.
"Can I have my desk, Miss?" He asked.
"Terrik, I'm eating something and do not call me Miss ever again." Wanda said.
"I heard you were in the building. I'll just use Ty's desk since you're eating." She looked at Tevin.
"I gotta find you someplace to stay and then find out what's going on with your visit here." Wanda laughed between bites.
"I'm staying here. President needs a new SECSTATE and he thinks that after Khayman, I'm the most qualified person he could think of."
"So, I gotta find you a ride down to Bennett so you can do a Firearms Qualification." Tevin said.
"I'm looking at my ride." She told him.
"Rich, she steals my leftovers and now I'm supposed to drop a case to drive her around." Tevin said to Richie.
"I think she'd rather be in a car with you then with Klinger. I mean Klinger drives about as bad as some of the gypsy cab drivers in the city." Richie said.
"Gypsy cab?" Wanda asked.
"Cab operating without a TLC license. Drivers usually have accidents on their records or convictions that would disqualify them from getting a license to operate a cab in this city." Tevin explained.
"So they operate illegally." Richie added. Miguel walked over and put a folder on Tevin's desk.
"Report on the hardware store. Before I file it with Myers." Tevin looked over it.
"Fine with me. I have to get somebody to Bennett." He signed the report and gave it back to Miguel who made 2 copies of it.
"Paperwork Reduction Act. Fill out one copy of a report on a computer and make 2 more copies of it before filing it. One copy goes to the case file, one copy to Myers, and the last copy goes to whoever's working the case in court." Richie said. Michael walked in wearing a nasty look on his face.
"Felth, where is Rodgers?" He asked Tevin.
"One of those $1 pizza joints probably. If he's not at any of those places. Then he doesn't want to be bothered." Tevin told him.
"Does he even know what Rule Number 3 is?"
"I don't think he cares much." Richie said earning the 'Death Stare' from Michael.
"Rule 3?" Wanda asked.
"Never be unreachable." Michael said.
"I'll go see what I can do with his unfinished work. While I'm in there, I can order Wanda some clothes to wear on the streets." Tevin said and walked to Joe's office with Wanda following him.
"I have a feeling that she is going to mess with him working cases." Miguel said.
"I hope not. Maybe he'll start to show signs of burnout and Piett will take charge of her." Richie said.
Tyler and Derik were in Interrogation with one of the three men from the hardware store.
"Name." Asked Tyler while Derik kicked the man's chair.
"I do not regonize the authority of your government." He said.
"Which government? The Empire, the US, or Israel?" Derik asked and kicked the chair again.
"I demand to speak with the Iranian Embassy at once."
"Oh. Foreign Intelligence Agent operating on US soil. That's a big no-no." Tyler said. Outside Firmus watched them as Michael walked into the Observation Room.
"Anything?"
"He's from Iran. Possibly one of their Intelligence Agents. It is illegal for them to operate in America. Your wife is running them through every database she can access." Firmus said.
"In that case, we'd have to lock Lavi up too. Except that he's an Imperial soldier and Israel has working relations with the US." Michael said and walked into the Interrogation Room.
"I'm Agent Myers. Your government has declared you a rogue agent. Which means, you have no country right now. You're mine until I decide I'm tired of you and then it's off to places where you'll never be heard from again." Michael told the man as Tyler and Derik both kicked the chair.
"I am not telling you anything."
"Fine, when a dirty bomb goes off in this city. It will be your homeland subjected to US and or Imperial occupation for the use of a weapon of mass destruction on a civilian population or in it's Plain English form, Mass Murder. Marken, Lavi. Put him and all of his other terrorist pals in our custody on the next prisoner transport to the fleet for further interrogation and detention. Once we have your name and the names of your pals back, that will be transmitted to the fleet and to the US so it can add you all to the list of people sitting in Gitmo." Michael left the room. Firmus stopped him.
"You do know an interrogation on the fleet is made up of things that Master Jedi Khayman was not fond of Colonel Terrik threatening people with?"
"Curtis told me and another sack of filth who wouldn't talk back in Haddonfield how they interrogate in the fleets. I heard it was Daala who strapped Han Solo to a torture chair once." Michael told the Admiral.
"That was years ago and he was in Daala's point of view a Prisoner of War if not a Trespasser." Firmus replied.
"When Rodgers gets back, put him under house arrest."
"I take it we have to notify the Iranian Embassy of these arrests."
"I'll tell them, when I blast and hack my way in there." Michael told the Admiral who simply looked stunned.
Wanda and Tevin were in Joe's office going through the mess of paperwork that was scattered all over it. She picked up a paper.
"He crossed out AT-ST and wrote in Pizza Oven."
"Here's another one where he wrote in Stereo System and crossed out blaster rifle." Tevin showed her another paper. Wanda picked up a box and threw it down in disgust.
"That pizza box was in here the last time I was in here which was about 3 weeks ago. Klinger." Tevin said.
"Yes, Sir." The dress-wearing soldier said.
"Get this trash out of here and change into your uniform." Tevin said. He and Wanda continued to look through the piles of trash, unfiled papers, and other filth. The soldier left with the pizza box.
"Here's an intercepted letter from some soldier to a draft board." Wanda said.
"It's probably from Klinger. Is it ticking?" Tevin asked.
"If it was, you think it would be in here?" Wanda shot back. She picked up another paper.
"Missing Morning Report for yesterday. He didn't even send out the right copies of it." Tevin took the paper from her.
"That must be what Myers wanted him to take care of. See if there's any more of these in here." He went into the desk.
"He stashed an Incident Report into one of his sports magazines. I know a couple of 16 Year Olds that could be used to clean this place up. All they're doing right now is annoying the cook." Wanda looked for the keyboard to the computer.
"Does he even use his computer?"
"I use it when I'm working in here. He puts the keyboard and mouse in a drawer." Tevin opened a drawer revealing a keyboard and computer mouse. He took the items out and hooked them up to the computer.
"Now we boot up the computer and see what he did on here." Wanda opened the door in time to see the Twins running in.
"Joe's coming." Jake said.
"Good, he can make this mess look usable." Tevin said typing in a password for the computer.
"Your dad's with him." Jeremy added.
"Saved me a trip." Wanda said. Joe walked in with Davin Felth.
"Wanda. You look different." Davin said. Joe pushed Tevin away from the computer.
"Why are you all in my office?"
"Myers was looking for you. I think he wants to kill you." Tevin told him.
"I'm trying to stay out of the way." Wanda said. Joe looked at his office. Michael walked in.
"About time you got back here. Where's my missing paperwork?"
"Someone asked me to go to his office while I was at a Pizza place."
"Because I'm missing morning reports." Davin said. Tevin handed him the one Wanda found.
"I'm having the Twins clean this office up. You can't find anything in here. Is that the Wong's Hong Kong menu? We can finish this conversation in my much neater office." Michael said pulling a menu out of a file. They all moved over to Michael's office leaving the Twins to clean up Joe's office.
"So what brings you over here?" Michael asked Davin.
"Missing paperwork and some introductions."
"Which has now been taken care of." Tevin said.
"Anyway, how are you doing with this dirty bomb business?" Davin asked.
"We have 3 Iranians and a fourth guy in custody." Michael said as Firmus walked in.
"I don't understand how a terrorist cell in Somalia, a TIE Fighter strike in Somalia, and 3 Iranians buying pipe bomb materials add up."
"They don't. At least not yet. Which is what leads me back to that investigative work I enjoy doing so much. Is this a high level meeting that I'm really not supposed to be in?" Tevin said.
"If anybody wants to discipline my kid. They won't be indicted for assault and battery." Davin said. Wanda smacked Tevin's arm and gave Davin a look. Tevin decided to start biting a pencil.
"I can have a Grand Jury indict this pencil if I wanted to." He took the pencil out of Tevin's mouth and threw it in the trash.
"Act your age. I have to go make sure Ryan didn't have a grand jury indict his neighbor. Like someone else convinced him to do to their neighbor a few years ago." Davin said.
"I'm gonna take Wanda back to my place for tonight." Tevin said.
"Is that a good idea?" Davin asked.
"I have Myers next door, Tommy Doyle across the street, A.J. in the basement, and Kelly keeps a blaster hidden in the vegetable crisper. Plus, the blaster I keep in a closet and sidearms." Tevin told his dad.
"Do I have to have Ryan indict you for gun possession?" Davin asked.
"Where else can we put her? Hotel that doubles as a whore house?" Joe asked.
"Besides, Tevin offered his place and I understand Piett's kid lived in his basement for a while." Michael told them.
FELTH RESIDENCE, QUEENS VILLAGE
Tevin drove into his driveway and parked his truck.
"This is my place." He said as Wanda looked around.
"Looks nice." She said.
"Don't mind my neighbor cooking in the middle of the night. I don't and he finds answers to many problems I have."
"Intelligence pegged this city as one that never sleeps." She let loose a laugh.
"It doesn't. Used to have construction equipment out here in the middle of the nig ht until I had that guy locked up for Enterprise Corruption. Found out he wasn't paying his taxes and some of his suppliers were run by the mob." Tevin told her as they walked into the house.
"I was afraid it was going to look like a disaster." She said as she looked around.
"I have a very fussy protocal droid here." He told her as C-3PO appeared followed by R2-D2.
"Shall I set an extra place for dinner tonight?" The droid asked.
"Of course, 3PO." Tevin sat down on the couch and turned on the TV.
"I am grateful for DVRs. I can watch Judge Joe Brown now and watch Judge Judy when it's shown at night. Oooh, Bad Girls."
"Is this a common thing for a parent to rip off their child?" Wanda asked as she sat down. R2 returned with some snacks and drinks.
"It's becoming one. Ripped off your kid to bail some twit out of jail. Should have kept him in jail. Thanks, R2. There's a reason that he was locked up to begin with. We've already put one parent of our outfit behiind bars. Tyler's dad killed his mom and then tried to rob what was left of her estate that he didn't already control. Dad and Khayman put a stop to that con game. Besides, the lawyer Tyler's dad hired must have been a failed comedian before becoming a lawyer." Kelly walked in.
"You couldn't cook dinner?"
"I was busy. You remember Wanda?"
"Watching DVR court shows with your old Commandiing Officer is not busy last time I checked." Kelly snapped at him.
"Did you really want my chili again?"
"Tevin makes a chili that if I ever see another pot of again. I will kill him and someone has already told me that she will see to it that I get away with it." Kelly told Wanda.
"Like you need help with that?" Tevin asked. Kelly responded by giving him a head-slap.
"Colonel Felth, you did not just do that?" He asked her.
"I did, and I'll do it again."
"No you will not unless you want me to have you court-martialed for striking a superior officer."
"Felth, stand down. Order from one of these places that sell food." Wanda said trying not to laugh at the sight before her.
"I believe she means order take-out." Tevin explained.
"Pizza or Chinese?" Kelly asked.
"What do you think your brother will want?"
"I don't think he cares. Besides, I think he's eating with his troops."
"Your brother and what troops?" Wanda asked.
"Her brother is with 501st. Famous for having to be ordered to rest." Tevin explained again. They decided to order pizza and the rest of the night was uneventful. Wanda found herself walking around the house early in the morning humming a song. Tevin came down the stairs.
"You're up early." He said.
"Busy day ahead of me. Firearms excercises, meeting with your dad, Firmus, and Myers about the mess that I seem to have ended up in the middle of, and I have to find out where my office will be." She said as Kelly came down the stairs.
"Since I'm up, 3PO coffee." Kelly said.
"We have no coffee." Tevin said.
"Tell me you did not rewire the coffee maker and then blasted it when it ended up not working." Kelly said and stormed off.
"I didn't rewire the coffee maker. I forgot to get more at the store. There's a box of things that belong to you in my garage." Tevin said following her.
"Unauthorized discharge of a firearm is a court-martial offense. What stuff of mine is in your garage?" Wanda called after them.
"Excuse me, but all this shouting is going to wake the children." C-3PO said.
"Really, Goldilocks." Wanda said to the droid.
"Here's your things that I held on to." Tevin put a box on the dining room table.
"Did you use the Veers Mallet?" Wanda asked him.
"Veers Mallet?" Kelly asked.
"Whenever one of my officers usually General Veers did or said something stupid, I hit them over the head with this mallet."
"Khayman used an open hand to the back of the head. Myers does the same thing. Somehow it rubbed off on Piett." Tevin said. A small girl of about 7 appeared at the bottom of the stairs.
"Lucy, what are you doing up?" Tevin asked.
"Hungry." The child said.
"Let's see what we have for you to eat." Tevin took her by the hand to the kitchen.
"We have 2 boys and Piett's grandkid here too. Tevin, can you or 3PO check on the boys. He used your mallet. Not on his head though." Kelly said.
Michael walked into the squadroom finding Miguel asleep on a case file with Max and Tyler standing near him.
"Wonder what would happen if I put superglue on his face?" Max asked Tyler. Michael slapped Max on the head.
"No superglue pranks. His skin might not grow back." Michael walked to his office. He hoped that today would not have any surprises in store for him, but sight that was before him when he opened his office door quickly crushed his hopes.
"Myers, I've been waiting almost 30 minutes for you." Trent Kort said.
"Kort, I am not in the mood for you or that other moron." Michael said and sat down at his desk.
"The Iranians want their people back and the CIA wants you to release them." Kort said.
"Not happening, next thing."
"What intelligence is the Empire operating off of to justify a fighter strike in the Middle East?"
"Their own, combined with info from Mossad. Anymore questions Kort, before I give Gibbs a call and tell him you're here hassling me about Imperial operations that I'm still being read into myself?" Kort froze at the mention of Gibbs. He knew that Michael Myers displayed a Gibbs-level lack of cooperation with other agencies. The Empire and NCIS or in the case of the latter Gibbs though seemed to be the exceptions to this and Kort figured the NYPD would be another exception to it. Seeing that Michael was giving him a death stare, Kort left wondeirng how Thompson had put up with both the Empire and Myers. Michael turned to a Stormtrooper who happened to be walking past his office.
"I want that man banned from this building." He said.
"I'll have the front desk notified." The Stormtrooper said and continued on his business. Michael heard Tevin in the squadroom and walked out hoping to catch Tevin before he went about his business..
"Felth, in my office."
"Did Wanda wake your house up?" Tevin asked.
"Your lights went on while I was doing my morning workout. The CIA wants me to release those Iranians. I told the guy they sent here to get lost and had him banned from the building." Michael told him.
"What does Thompson want with our prisoners?"
"Not him, another guy. Name of Trent Kort." Tevin turned to leave.
"Forgetting something?" He asked expecting a head-slap.
"I'd have to give myself one for baiting you." Michael said.
"Don't let Max find out. He'll bait you into saying things that will cause him to say things that result in slaps. But, just about everything he did resulted in Khayman slapping him."
"Doyle was like that too, but I have a higher tolerance for Doyle then I might with Walertin. Doyle's family. Anyway, those prisoners were sent to the fleet during the night."
"You don't think that Iran's gonna do something about that?"
"Not if they want an Imperial show of force against them. Provided someone isn't trying to find a diplomatic solution to this mess."
"She probably will, unless someone decides to do a little eye for an eye against their embassy." Tevin told Michael.
Wanda had found her new office in the building that housed much of the Empire's political leaders. This building was just as active as the Federal Building where Tevin worked. Dignitaries moved about the building not giving her a glance. She had a few personal items that she put in various corners of the office to try and make it look inviting. As she threw her mallet into a drawer someone knocked at her open door.
"Yes?"
"Welcome basket from Jimmy." Kate Rommel smiled as she put the basket down on the desk. Wanda opened it carefully.
"Coca-Cola and candy?" She asked.
"Owners of the building wouldn't allow us to have liquor and smokes in here. You can also eat food in here without hiding it from Mrs. Jacobs. The armed forces having been complaining about her stealing food for the past few months." Kate said as the phone rang. She put it on speaker.
"Yes, Admiral Piett?"
"Mr. Myers has spoken about using a display of force against a certain country's diplomatic offices in the city." Piett said.
"They did it to the US Embassy in their country around the time of the Battle of Hoth." Kate said.
"Wouldn't this lead to another war?"
"I've been briefed already on what's going on around here. Doing what these people were planning to do had Tevin Felth's attempt to repair a faucet not resulted in a trip to the hardware store and thus ruined those plans would have been an act of war." Kate told her and Piett.
"Very well then." Piett said and hung up. The Twins walked in.
"Did Piett throw you two out of Ops again?" Kate asked.
"He sent us over here to help with some unpacking. I think he wants us out of Myers' warpath." Jeremy said.
"It's bad over there. Michael locked up every snack in the office. Put Joey under house arrest. Threw out all of the superglue except for what's in my pockets which had more to do with Max wanting to glue Miguel's face to a desk then anything else. He even made Klinger cry." Jake added.
"You two know the rules here. No barging into offices, no being rude to people here, no pranks with the superglue such as putting it on SECED's keyboard after he demanded that you two be enrolled in a city school or putting it on SECHEALTH's chair after he audited your lunches. No setting of fires in kitchen areas and blaming them on the cook like you do over at Ops." Kate told them.
"You know Jimmy cracked up when he heard we gave one of Dad's Ex-Lax cakes to the Senate President for going into Ops and annoying dad in the middle of a case." Jake said.
"Beej felt productive working in Ops. So when someone from here went there and gave him a hard time, they fell victim to one of his pranks. Jimmy's favorite is Ex-Lax cakes followed by the Snake Nut Can and the Chinese fingertrap. When we were running the Imperial Transition Commitee, Bryan drove the head of the Imperial Security Bureau to quit after a few well-placed Whoopie Cushions. He also got a Moff to straighten up by claiming that he had evidence of that Moff's dirty dealings with some people that were in Rikers." Kate explained.
"What sort of people?" Wanda asked.
"He had a thing for hookers. Bryan found out through who I don't know and brought it up at a meeting." James Rommel said as he walked in.
"Are you looking for them?" Kate asked pointing to the Twins.
"Can you two get a stuck drawer unstuck for Josie? It's a wooden fixture and we've tried everything except blasting it or using whatever's left of your dad's cherry bombs." He said. Jake beamed with pleasure at using a cherry bomb and ran off with Jeremy following him.
"Those two really take after him. Find me a joke store in this city that doesn't know them and I can find 2 that do." Kate said.
"Anyway, the Iranians are sending someone over to have a meeting about the 'unpersons' in our custody." Jimmy added as Wanda continued to unpack.
"That's just lovely. Don't tell Myers or he'll have a squad here waiting to take this person into custody." Wanda told them as an explosion was heard in the background.
"I think they got it. The meeting will be you, me, Kate, Davin, and Firmus. Along with whoever they send over. I've heard about how Michael Myers and negotiation do not go together." Jimmy said and left. Kate shook her head and followed him out.
"I hope they didn't destroy our copy of the Oman Threat Assessment. Because I think it was in that drawer unless it went over to Ops." She called after him.
