Chapter 7
John sat crouched waiting in the shadows as the guard slowly made his way out of the street light some twenty meters away. They'd been tracking this guard for almost ten minutes but the guard was finally going to be forced into darkness where he could be safely taken out. John prepped for his shot as his target lingered on the last remnants of light. The guard took his fateful step and emerged from the safety of the light and a moment later was greeted with two "bullets" in his back; he fell forward landing on his faceplate as his suit locked up upon registering a kill.
John stood up lowering his weapon when he saw his reflection in a window across street. In the reflection John saw another figure moving behind him. He froze for a second before his instincts kicked in: he spun around delivering a vicious elbow hit to his wrists. The guard yelped in pain as his wrists were broken and he dropped the gun however John ignored the scream and raised his gun firing three rounds into his stomach and chest. The guard crashed down onto the floor. John moved silently forward towards his and Teyla's rendezvous point. "All targets neutralized the six is clear."
She nodded, "Three patrolling guards one lags behind by a few meters and these guys are armed with night vision goggles."
"Any powerful light sources?"
"No shots from above and off to the side."
John nodded and they moved off to the ambush point.
He sat twenty meters above the ground balancing his weight between the two alley way walls. Teyla had chosen a perfect ambush point there was no light source around and the walls were close enough that he could rest between them and provide himself with a well concealed shooting point. Teyla had taken a position up on top of the rooftop a more comfortable location but if they missed they'd check the rooftops and since they had night vision goggles they'd easily see her.
John heard Teyla open her comm. channel, "Thirty seconds."
He thumbed the safety off and prepared for to take out the final set of perimeter guards. As predicted the first guard came into view shortly followed by the second. A timer appeared on screen counting down until Teyla would fire. It only lasted a few seconds before they both fired their first round simultaneously; the guard started falling to the ground when a second later another round impacted his helmet registering an instant kill. John and Teyla, who had already killed her target, both shifted fire to the remaining enemy who was hit by multiple bullets in his chest, head, arms, and legs.
Teyla keyed her comm. again, "All targets down." John moved over into the fire escape and began climbing down into the alleyway. He waited for Teyla to get down and when she arrived they policed the bodies and moved forward to their target.
They'd moved towards the building housing a simple computer that they needed to crack. The immediate exterior of the building wasn't guarded but they both knew better than to simply look for obvious guards. Teyla had positioned herself on a rooftop down the street from the target and was methodically checking every square inch for a possible enemy. John was slowly making his way through an underground sewer that would put him right behind the house.
"One target second floor balcony."
John noted the comment and consulted the building schematic. It showed several rooms on either side of a hallway which ran down the middle of the floor. That guard wouldn't be an immediate threat but John still wanted him taken out. "I'll be in position in one minute."
"Three targets just emerged onto the roof."
He paused just below the sewers covering, "Where are they looking?"
"Towards me, you're safe."
John slightly lifted up the lid of the sewer drain and slipped a snake cam up. The images seamlessly integrated into his HUD and showed him a dark back porch with two guards. John switched it over to thermals and saw that one of them was smoking while the other appeared to be sleeping. He knew he'd need to deal with those two guards but entering in through a ground floor entrance wasn't an appealing idea for him. He swung the snake cam around and managed to find a discarded ladder. "Two targets one's sleeping I'll be going through the back right second story window so take out the guard on the balcony first."
"Affirmative."
John slid the lid back and exploded upward in a flurry of motion. He jumped up onto the street and fortunately the guard failed to notice as John was shrouded in total darkness. He calmly brought his gun to bear on the smoking guard; he fired two silenced rounds into his chest. He switched over to the sleeping guard who had begun to stir and unleashed another couple of rounds. He scanned the area for any other targets and finding none John took the ladder and proceeded to climb up to the second floor balcony. "In position."
He heard the breaking of glass a moment later as the bullet slammed into it shattering it. He slammed through the glass and into a lavish bedroom. The room was empty however the adjacent rooms weren't and John immediately heard their occupants springing to action.
"One target is pinned on the roof, one is dead, and one is inside."
John brought up a map on his HUD located the stairwell and charged towards the right door which led into another bedroom. The door impacted a guard who had been about to enter John's room and after entering the room John dispatched him with a single shot to the head.
"How many are left?"
"Unknown but I've taken out another three and you've got guards emerging from nearby buildings and converging on your location."
He dropped the clip inside his pistol and swapped it out for fresh one. He primed a flash bang and slid it through the door. It detonated a moment later and John threw open the door and sprinted down the hallway to the target room. As he approached it he saw two guards slowly recovering from the effects of the grenade. He fired a few rounds into them without stopping and proceeded into the room.
"I'm in."
"My position is compromised I'll have to move in the next few minutes."
The room was bare bones a simple table and laptop sitting on it. John moved over and turned the computer around so that he could monitor the screen and the door. "Uploading program now," the program quickly finished uploading and fought its way through security protocols granting John access to the computer. While sifting through the data, John saw the door begin to open. He raised his pistol and opened fire through the thin wooden door. He calmly returned to the computer screen knowing the threat had subsided for a short time.
"Entering the building in five." Five seconds later Teyla crashed through a window, rolled, came up, secured the area. After ascertaining her situation she entered the hallway with all the subtlety of a bomb. She leveled her XM8 assault rifle and unleashed several short controlled bursts. When the final guard collapsed she swapped out clips and stepped over their collapsed bodies. "Hold fire," she said pushing open the door.
John quickly looked up to confirm that it was in fact her, "almost done." She nodded and shut the door behind her. She kept her gun slung around her neck, always prepared for a chance encounter.
"You've only got a few minutes before we're up to our necks in tangos."
He tapped a few keys as Teyla impatiently monitored the doorway and window for enemies. He removed the flash drive a minute or so later and stuck it into a pocket, "we're good."
Teyla looked through the bullet holes in the door and saw several guards lining up and preparing to breach the room. Deciding to avoid fighting she headed back over to the window and kicked it out. Without words she climbed out onto the roof. John immediately followed her outside and climbed out; exiting, the pair proceeded to the adjacent building. There they climbed down the back of the building and once on the ground floor they proceeded into the underground again.
They quickly and silently moved to their egress point.
"You really did a good job." Teyla said smiling at John.
"Thanks and you had some nice shooting," he said as he nursed his drink.
"I know that's the….5th time you've told me that…I think."
"I think we might be a little drunk," John said continuing to drink.
"Yes," Teyla said as a door nearby opened.
One of the guards entered the deserted mess hall, "You two could have been a little nicer about some of those kills."
"Hey if we wanted to be nicer about those shots we wouldn't have made them," Teyla and John both laughed.
"Had a little bit to drink have we?"
"Yeah John here thought we deserved to celebrate a bit," Teyla said placing her hand on John's arm and shifting closer to him.
John looked at the guard, "You got a problem with that?"
"No," the guard moved off grabbing a water before retreating from the room.
They both returned to their drinks although Teyla's arm remained on top of John's. Her fingers started slowly drawing circles on his arm. "Hey why don't you come back to my room?"
Before John could respond she swung her legs over him and captured his lips in a kiss. When the kiss quickly ended they both stood up shakily. Slowly and clearly drunk they both made their way to her quarters.
Stumbling down a hallway, laughing they literally bumped into someone.
"Oh sorry," Teyla said laughing warmly at him.
"Emmagan, Sheppard? What are you two doing together?"
"I'm sorry who are you?" Teyla asked dumbfounded about how someone knew her and John's name. John simply stood there with a puzzled look on his face.
"Where are you two going?" His voice was tinted with a slight hint of anger.
Teyla smiled at him, "my room."
The man appeared unfazed by her demeanor, tone, and words, "and whose idea is that?"
"With all due respect who the hell are you?" John draped his arm around Teyla.
John's question simply angered him, "whose idea is this?"
"Mine," Teyla answered leaning on John for support.
"So you had him kicked out for fraternization and you're the one who's initiating this relationship?"
Teyla's eyes narrowed, "who are you?"
"Your boss," he responded his voice deadpan.
She arrogantly smiled, "you don't look like Scott."
"Fisher, Sam Fisher." Sam responded with a slight smile.
Teyla and John both stopped laughing as the name registered.
End Chapter7
A/N Sorry I don't think I did them being drunk very well of course I've never been drunk or around anyone who was drunk for any time.
