What A Tangled Web We Weave…
Wilkins watched with growing frustration as Booth cowered behind the bulletproof door, not even bothering to poke his head up to take a shot anymore now that the SGC was returning fire. Wilkins knew there was no way he'd be able to take out Booth and the other two before someone turned their weapon on him, the positioning was just too awkward. If he was going to carry out his orders, he had to get Booth to move; an easy task when the other three were constantly looking to Wilkins for leadership.
"Booth, for God's sake!" he exclaimed angrily. "They're about to get Carter away! Break cover and try to get up on the other side of the SUV; they've left the driver's side wide open!"
Reluctantly, Booth did as he was told, dashing out from behind the door and backing carefully around the SUV, using the body of the vehicle for cover. Several dozen rounds pinged off the side, but none hit their mark. He cursed loudly as he dove across the last few feet, coming to a stop at the back of the vehicle.
Wilkins watched Booth's progress, waiting impatiently for the other man to creep around the driver's side of the vehicle on his way to the vehicle Sam had disappeared into. As he'd feared, however, Booth failed to reappear and after several long moments, Wilkins cursed under his breath. Sometimes he really wondered where his superiors had found the people he was expected to work with. Adjusting the rearview mirror to check on Booth, Wilkins wasn't surprised to see the other man stalling for time, ejecting the clip from his weapon and making a show of checking it thoroughly before re-inserting it.
Instantly recognizing the best chance he was likely to get, Wilkins flicked the safety off the gun lying across his lap. Twisting around in his seat, he turned to face the other two members of the surveillance team, who were currently taking cover behind the rear passenger door. Wilkins swung his weapon up, aimed quickly and squeezed off two shots before re-targeting and firing another two rounds into his former colleagues. Both men were dead before they even realized they had been betrayed, the weapons fire the SGC personnel were directing at them provided all the distraction Wilkins needed.
The first of his two tasks complete, Wilkins swung his door open and hopped out, using the door for cover as the others had done. He'd take out Booth and then bail. There was no way he'd be able to make a move on Sam now, but there was nothing he could do about that. His superiors would either have to accept it, or come up with a new plan to eliminate her.