Disclaimer: I don't own em, wish I did but no, nada, zip, non, nothing, zero! In summary, not mine.
Authors Note: This takes place during Season Six but without Jonas. I don't like Jonas. I find him irritating and obnoxious. Daniel is so much nicer. Also note That I'm not real sure where this is going yet but bear with me....
Email me at nyssass@iprimus.com.au with any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors. This has not been beta'd. Anyone willing to beta my stories would be appreciated!
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Carter could hear her breath growing raspy as she ran. The heat radiating from her arm was enough to let her know it was bad and getting worse. She dodged people in the streets as she scrambled to put some distance between her and her pursuers.
Turning down a street that she thought would lead into a more crowded area, Major Carter found herself running through a narrow alley with nobody in sight. Using a movie style diversion trick she ducked into a doorway which led to an underground car park, she pressed herself against the wall. Smiling she watched as the two Goons-for-Hire ran swiftly past.
Sam ducked into an alcove behind two cars and slid down the wall to a sitting position. She spared a look at her arm as a wave of dizziness washed over her. It was bright red and swollen. Sighing she closed her eyes and tilted her head back. She'd rest for just a minute.
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Their plane had landed and they had headed out from the airport to the city centre. The trio had located Patrice Conrad's office and checked it out first. They found the building swarming with security and from what they could make out from the ground, repairs seemed to be under way on one of the upper floors.
Dressed in civilian clothes they asked directions to Anzac Square, the Major's last known location.
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Mmm, wha? Carter woke with a start to the screech of tyres. Blinking she glanced about and jumped as shock set in. She'd fallen asleep in the car park! Cursing herself she staggered to her feet. The scene in front of her did a crazy lopsided dance. Grimly holding her arm she shrugged it off as standing too quickly.
Sam glanced at her watch and swore again. It had been three or four hours since her check in with Hammond. She needed a phone, now. Glancing out of the car park she slid out, keeping to the shadows as she eased her way back to the main street. Figuring that if a blonde haired woman could sleep somewhere for several hours without being disturbed, it was probably a fairly out of the way place. She'd remain there, she decided. Now she just had to call Hammond and find out what street the damn place was on.
She didn't see the average man hanging around end of the alley. Watching her slightly sluggish movements. Opening a mobile, he dialled.
She's been located Ma'am.
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Nym - 10/03/03
Look! Two in one day! Happiness, yes? Please review. apologies for any mistakes, this one hasn't been beta'd.
