CHAPTER TWELWE
Scully was having trouble picking the locks. She wondered why Mulder was taking so long. Jasmine was looking better though, that was the main thing. Scully smiled at her.
"You Ok?" She asked. Jasmine nodded and tried to keep her eyes open.
"I think so." She said weakly. Scully nodded.
"Don't worry, you're going to get to a hospital when I get you out of here." Scully said. The lock clicked and Jasmine's second arm was free. Scully gently pulled the metal rings apart and lifted Jasmine's arm and put it next to the other one on her lap. Scully looked at her.
"You want to start moving your arms if you can." Scully said seriously. Jasmine looked down at them and tried to lift them. They moved a little.
"I can't lift them." She said. Jasmine still seemed to be in pain. Scully held her hand and tried to move her fingers. Jasmine winced in pain as her fingers bent. Scully was smiling however because it was good progress.
"I know it's hard but that's good, you're fingers are moving. If it hurts too much don't force yourself." Scully said softly. Jasmine nodded like she understood.
"Just get these last locks open.." Scully said with gritted teeth. She pulled the lock and it clicked open. Scully moved Jasmine's leg out. Scully moved to the other and fiddled with the lock. It was quite rusty. With one last force the lock clicked and fell apart. It was obviously quite old. Scully moved Jasmine's leg and sighed with relief. She wiped a band of sweat of her forehead. It was hard work picking those locks.
"Ok. You're out of the seat. Now all we have to do is get you.." Scully started. Jasmine gasped.
"AGENT SCULLY! LOOK OUT!" She screamed. Scully frowned in surprise. She turned and grabbed her gun. A huge force came cracking down on her face and knocked her to the ground. It was Wane Hart.
Scully scrambled to her feet. Wane towered over her. His height was unreal. Scully felt tears rush to her eyes at the sight of him again. She felt sick.
"Well. Dana Scully. Where have I seen you before?" He said laughing. Scully's breaths were scared and uneven. She looked across the floor and saw her gun a few metres away from her. She took out her larger one and aimed it at Wane.
"Don't come any closer." Scully said. Her voice wavered. Jasmine could be heard sobbing from the chair. Scully looked around madly to think of something to grab or hit him with. Her hair was falling out of the tie. Wane laughed at her and just hit her gun from her hands. She shouted out and ran towards him. With all her strength she punched him round the face and he staggered backwards holding his chin. His nose bled.
"Why you bitch.." He said angrily. He ran towards her. Scully jumped down and rolled on the floor to pick up her gun. Wane ran into open space. Scully came up from behind him and whacked her gun across the back of his head. The force brought him to the floor. Scully stared down at him trying to catch her breath.
Mulder jumped at the sound of the scream. The professor turned his head and Mulder swung his knee up and knocked the gun out of the Professor's hand and caught it. The Professor turned back quickly but Mulder had thrown the gun out of the window. Mulder ran to the other side of the room as the Professor ran to the window to try and catch his gun. Still having his own spare Mulder brought it out and aimed it at the Professor's head. The Professor turned to him but stopped in shock as he saw Mulder.
"Thought you could defeat me? A trained FBI agent? You think you're going to win this don't you." Mulder said. His voice was full of threat. There was another scream from downstairs. It was Scully. Mulder turned and faced the door.
"SCULLY!" He shouted. But this move was far too much. The Professor grabbed him and brought him to the window again. He snatched Mulder's gun from him and pushed him against the window ledge. The window was now open and Mulder's head hung out of it. The Professor held the gun at his head.
"No look who's in charge."