War of the Worlds, Chapter Two
By Lucky_Ladybug
"Jack?" Jesse repeated.
Amanda nodded, running a hand through Jack's dark hair.
"This definitely isn't good," Mark said. "Somebody's up to no good! They're even harming people!"
"Do you think they hit Jack with that encyclopedia?" Jesse asked.
"I haven't found any indications that he was hit on the head," Amanda replied. "Jack, please wake up!" she whispered.
Presently, Jack's eyes fluttered open. He blinked several times trying to focus.
"Jack, are you alright?" Mark asked, concerned.
Jack was silent, then finally said, "Yeah, I think so."
"That's a relief!" Amanda exclaimed. "You gave us a scare, Jack!"
"Do you remember what happened?" Jesse asked.
"Not very well," Jack replied. "I remember being here in the office looking around. . . . Suddenly I was hit by a laser beam or something like that, and that's all I remember."
"A laser beam?" Mark repeated.
"Well, that's probably not what it was," Jack said.
"Maybe a stun gun?" Amanda suggested.
"Yeah, it could've been," Jack mused.
"I don't like this," Mark said. "Apparently there was something in this office you weren't supposed to see, so someone knocked you unconscious and ran off with whatever it was."
"Someone like Adam Winfield?" Jesse suggested.
"Could've been," Mark agreed. "It does sound bad for him, with all his references forged."
Just then Steve and Mr. Smith peered in.
"Dad, what's going on?" Steve asked. "Delores said you'd gone looking for Jack and that I might try looking for you in Dr. Winfield's office."
"Steve, Jack was kayoed by someone who apparently didn't want him to find something in this office," Mark replied.
"No kidding," Steve said. "Are you alright, Jack?"
Jack nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine."
They filled Steve in on the whole Adam Winfield story.
"I'll have to run a check on him, see if he's been involved in any previous crimes," Steve declared.
"What if Adam Winfield is just an assumed name?" Jesse suggested.
"That's possible," Steve agreed. "I'll ask Cheryl to run the check and call me with the results." He grabbed his cell phone.
******
Later that day, Mr. Smith was just curiously wandering through the halls of Community General when he spotted someone familiar leaving the lab.
"Hey! Jones!" he called.
Mr. Jones turned around. "Mr. Smith! Judge Othniel told me you were here."
"Yeah. We're supposed to stop a big alien war or something." Mr. Smith briefed Jones on the goings-on of the past couple of hours. "Do you know anything about this Winfield guy?" he asked.
"Nope. Nothing," Mr. Jones replied. "The Judge didn't tell me anymore than he told you."
Suddenly the doors burst open, and several little green men entered. Mr. Smith did a double-take. Mr. Jones looked equally shocked.
"Greetings, Earthlings," said one, stepping forward. "We're here to get specimens for observation!"
By Lucky_Ladybug
"Jack?" Jesse repeated.
Amanda nodded, running a hand through Jack's dark hair.
"This definitely isn't good," Mark said. "Somebody's up to no good! They're even harming people!"
"Do you think they hit Jack with that encyclopedia?" Jesse asked.
"I haven't found any indications that he was hit on the head," Amanda replied. "Jack, please wake up!" she whispered.
Presently, Jack's eyes fluttered open. He blinked several times trying to focus.
"Jack, are you alright?" Mark asked, concerned.
Jack was silent, then finally said, "Yeah, I think so."
"That's a relief!" Amanda exclaimed. "You gave us a scare, Jack!"
"Do you remember what happened?" Jesse asked.
"Not very well," Jack replied. "I remember being here in the office looking around. . . . Suddenly I was hit by a laser beam or something like that, and that's all I remember."
"A laser beam?" Mark repeated.
"Well, that's probably not what it was," Jack said.
"Maybe a stun gun?" Amanda suggested.
"Yeah, it could've been," Jack mused.
"I don't like this," Mark said. "Apparently there was something in this office you weren't supposed to see, so someone knocked you unconscious and ran off with whatever it was."
"Someone like Adam Winfield?" Jesse suggested.
"Could've been," Mark agreed. "It does sound bad for him, with all his references forged."
Just then Steve and Mr. Smith peered in.
"Dad, what's going on?" Steve asked. "Delores said you'd gone looking for Jack and that I might try looking for you in Dr. Winfield's office."
"Steve, Jack was kayoed by someone who apparently didn't want him to find something in this office," Mark replied.
"No kidding," Steve said. "Are you alright, Jack?"
Jack nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine."
They filled Steve in on the whole Adam Winfield story.
"I'll have to run a check on him, see if he's been involved in any previous crimes," Steve declared.
"What if Adam Winfield is just an assumed name?" Jesse suggested.
"That's possible," Steve agreed. "I'll ask Cheryl to run the check and call me with the results." He grabbed his cell phone.
******
Later that day, Mr. Smith was just curiously wandering through the halls of Community General when he spotted someone familiar leaving the lab.
"Hey! Jones!" he called.
Mr. Jones turned around. "Mr. Smith! Judge Othniel told me you were here."
"Yeah. We're supposed to stop a big alien war or something." Mr. Smith briefed Jones on the goings-on of the past couple of hours. "Do you know anything about this Winfield guy?" he asked.
"Nope. Nothing," Mr. Jones replied. "The Judge didn't tell me anymore than he told you."
Suddenly the doors burst open, and several little green men entered. Mr. Smith did a double-take. Mr. Jones looked equally shocked.
"Greetings, Earthlings," said one, stepping forward. "We're here to get specimens for observation!"