Surprisingly, when Archangel had told Elena that they were taking her back, she hadn't said a word. She'd just waited silently, keeping her expressionless gaze on the ground. Unfortunately, instead of being satisfied, Archangel had gotten even more suspicious. Hawke hadn't waited to go and remove the net from Airwolf. Even though him and Archangel seemed to sort out their differences, they definitely didn't always see eye to eye. Marella and Dominic were in the cabin kitchen, where the woman was looking silently at the remains of the pancake breakfast.

"You know, uh, I'm sure Archangel wouldn't mind of you made pancakes of your own every once in a while." Dominic said, watching her with a small smile.

Marella glanced at him "Do you think I have time for that?" she asked, but with humor in her voice.

"You can make some." Dominic replied "Tell old whitey to take a few deep breaths."

"You realize you're also insulting me when you say that, right?" Marella said, holding out her arms to show him her very white outfit.

"Oh come on." Dominic said waving a hand "You can't tell me you enjoy wearing that everyday."

"As a matter of fact, I do." Marella replied pointedly.

Elena let out a deep breath from where she was sitting and Archangel glanced over at her from the couch, hand resting under his mustache.

"I should, uh, go help String." Dominic said, putting up a finger. He walked over to the door quickly.

Archangel looked after him, seeming very troubled about the event about to take place.


"We're just going in and out." Hawke said, as Airwolf rose into the air. He clearly wasn't happy with this. Elena seemed just as sick as the other times she'd been in the air, but more determined not to show it.

Archangel was staying at the cabin with Marella and Tet. He stood on the dock, watching them leave with a sober expression.

Dominic peered over the seat at Hawke, trying to catch a glimpse or his expression. He and Elena seemed especially tense. Dominic just shook his head.

Hawke glanced over at her for a second. He moved his finger up toward the turbo button, but then gripped the joy stick with all his fingers again.


Several hours later, Dominic spoke.

"String we're coming up on the compound. About 5 miles out."

"Good." Hawke said, with a breath out of his nose "Any sign of life in there?"

"Nope, not a soul." Dominic replied "It's empty, just like Archangel said."

Elena had managed to calm just a little bit on their long trip there, but as soon as they spoke, she tensed right back up. Hawke heard her breathing quicken and gave her a quick look. She hated it when they landed.

"Do you want us to go the same place we did last time?" Dominic asked "Or a little bit closer?"

"I think it might be best to go to the same spot." Hawke said "In case we run into any surprises."

"Like what?" Dominic asked sharply with a small laugh "They've abandoned the place."

"It sure looks like it." Hawke replied, pushing the lever down. Airwolf descended into the same clear area in the greenery as before, landing gear moving into position. Dust flew from the area below them, swirling in circles.

Elena leaned forward to look out the window, frowning.

Hawke reached down and grabbed his gun as the blades slowed down. He opened the door with a hiss of air and shut it again with the same.

Elena opened her own door without waiting for Hawke this time. She hopped down as he walked over, hands on his hips. Dominic got out after her.

Elena waited for a moment and then looked at Hawke. He held out an arm for her to go first with one eyebrow raised to the side. She walked forward and away from them. It was clear she was trying to keep away from them.

Hawke followed her and Dominic hurried after. He looked over at Hawke as they walked.

"Do you trust her not to run?" he asked.

"I'll keep an eye on her." Hawke replied with a glance at him.

There were blackened areas still visible where Airwolf had shot up. Elena looked down at it as she passed. Hawke quickened his pace to get closer to her when they got near the building.

Dominic looked behind them for a moment, paranoia setting it.

The building was quiet and the doors were locked. Hawke seemed ready to try kicking it down, but Dominic spoke.

"Wait, wait, this might be a better idea." he pulled out a screwdriver from his pocket in the flight suit. and held it up.

Hawke looked at him, eyebrows up "You always carry one of those things around in your pocket?"

"No, I just had it from the last time we worked on the lady." Dominic replied defensively "Help me, will ya?" he got down on one knee and edged the screwdriver below the door hinge.

Hawke's eyes flicked to Elena as Dominic hit the hinge a few times to knock it out of place. He then moved forward to help him knock the other one out. The door leaned back and Hawke and Dominic pulled it out of the way and leaned it on the door frame.

"See, no damage done now." Dominic said "To you or the door."

Hawke let out a deep breath as he glanced him "Let's go." he said gruffly.

Elena followed Hawke as he entered in the door. He turned back as she stepped over the door leaning on the side, hands ready to help her over. She moved her arm out of the way so he didn't touch her and kept walking down the hall in front of him. Dominic went in after them, looking back out of the building.

"Alright, where is it?" Hawke asked.

Elena glanced at him, eyes narrowed "Assuming it's still where it was?" she asked coldly.

"Well if it's not, we're going to have a hell of a time reporting back to Archangel." Hawke replied smartly.

"Because you cringe to him every time he waves his cane?" Elena asked, walking past in disgust.

Hawke glanced at Dominic, who just shrugged sheepishly.


Elena shuffled through the papers on the multiple tables in the room. Hawke watched, hand resting on the small pistol tucked in his belt. Dominic was gazing at all the computers in the room.

"Heh. Why didn't they just have us do it here?" he asked with a huff of amused annoyance. He walked over and looked at the monitors. They were turned off, but everything was still intact. He ran his fingers over the keyboard.

"Looks like they had quite the arrangement for what they were going to do after they got that information." he said, putting his hands on his hips.

"Is it all here?" Hawke asked Elena.

She didn't reply for a few seconds as she looked at some papers.

"Most likely. It became quite chaotic when suddenly we were under attack." she said with no small amount of spite in her tone.

"We should get out of here." Hawke growled.

Elena looked like she was about to argue, eyes angry, but she kept her mouth shut. The air time had been quite long and she wasn't eager to return to it.

Hawke went out and Dominic waited for Elena to follow, which took a few seconds. Hawke glanced back to make sure, eyes scowling.

They were about to the door when suddenly Dominic stopped dead.

"String! You hear that?" he asked urgently "Helicopters. Coming this way."

Hawke listened for a half a second, before urging Elena forward with a hand on her back.

"Alright, come quick, we gotta get out to Airwolf."

The three of them made it outside the building within seconds, but the gray helicopters were already on them. Two of the three landed and the other one hovered above with men hanging on the sides, guns in their hands.

Three men jumped out of each with rifles in their hands. They were shouting in Russian as they ran over. Hawke pulled out his own gun and aimed it at them.

"Drop the gun." one of the men said. He had gotten out after the six men and had no weapon drawn as he came over "You two are Americans, yes? Put the gun down."

"Give me a reason why I should." Hawke said, dangerously. His eyes were narrowed to slits.

Two of the others with rifles walked forward.

"Polozhite oruzhiye seychas ili my budem strelyat'!" one of them shouted at him, their guns pointed at him and Dominic. The men roughly grabbed him, taking Hawke's gun from his hand. He didn't resist because of all the weapons pointed at the pair of them. He looked between them for a moment, with an intense frown.

"General, this is the man who attacked us." one of the men nearer to him said, gesturing at Hawke.

"And took my prize." the general replied "Prikhodite syuda, zhenshchina!" he pointed at two more of his men and ordered them forward. One of them took the papers from Elena and grabbed her by the arms. She pulled away from them angrily, but they yanked her towards the general.

"You lay a hand on her and I'll break your neck." Hawke warned, face serious.

The general walked forward until he stood in front of him. Then he pulled back an arm and punched Hawke in the face. It knocked him to the ground and Dominic's eyes flew open. He took a step toward as the general kicked Hawke in the stomach.

"YOU-"

The men surrounding the general all immediately pointed their guns at him and Dominic stopped, face hard.

Hawke looked up at them from the ground, both arms holding him up as he stared. He had a cut next to his left eye which was already bleeding a little bit. One of the other men yanked him up and punched him across the face again.

"Khorosho, poydem. Privedite ikh i voz'mite mladshego v druguyu komnatu." the general said sharply, flicking a wrist. His men picked up Hawke and two others jerked Dominic forward.

Elena looked back at them as she was pulled to the side towards the building.

Hawke hit one of the men across the face and kicked another on backwards. The man holding Dominic shoved a gun into his lower back and he leaned back in pain.

The lead general hit Hawke, making him stumble to the side. Then he hit him on the back with his rifle, knocking him to the ground.

Elena watched with wide eyes as they pushed her back towards the building.

"String? String, are you okay?" Dominic asked worriedly when Hawke didn't move off the ground. Two men pulled him back up, holding his arms behind him tightly.

"Vykhodite, muzhchiny!" the general said and he waved his arm again, ordering the men inside. They dragged an unconscious Hawke along with them.

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