Wow! Two Chapters in one update! I didn't want to disappoint. I know I've
taken way longer than I should have to update. But I hope these two
chapters make up for it. Expect more to come. I've officially kicked the
writer's block. I'd like to thank my Creative Writing teacher for that.
Enjoy!
Liz stood there utterly confused. *Maybe Clark's his middle name. * Liz thought. *Yeah right! That's why he's sounds like the frigging devil you idiot! * Liz's mind answered her back. But before she could figure anything out, she had a gun pointed to her head. "Shit!" She whispered to no one but herself. "Oh now we cuss too. Well this is certainly a new side to you my dear Elizabeth." Clark motioned her with his gun to stand up against the tree. "Don't you touch her you bastard!" Mac yelled into the phone, for all the good it would do.
Webb had already whipped his own cell phone and was calling the nearest base to mobilize their troops for a manhunt. He then called the phone company to trace the call. He told AJ to keep her on the line as long as they could. "Colonel. You wound me. You know very well that I have no intention of harming her, yet." Liz froze. "W-what the hell is going on?" She asked, the fear of her dream creeping back into her mind. "Well my dear, you are to put it simply, bait." It was all Harm could do to keep Mac from ripping the phone out of socket.
"Easy Marine." He whispered, making sure that Palmer didn't know there were others listening to his conversation. Mac took a deep breath and tried to calm down. If he wanted to play with her, then he'd better be ready to get his six kicked into the grave for good. "I give up Palmer. What do you want? You and I both know that we don't work well playing the threat game. So just spill it."
"Now things are getting interesting. Here's the deal Colonel. In exchange for your dear, newly discovered half sister's life, you will meet me at the address located in the envelope waiting at your apartment. Come alone. I know it does me no good to say that because you'll drag Boy Scout along. But I guess since he is the intended target, bring him along for the fun of it." Palmer explained. Harm visibly paled. Palmer had gone too far this time. Liz was just a poor innocent, another to add to the long list. Suddenly they heard a commotion on the phone. "Palmer?"
When he didn't answer Mac turned up the volume on the phone. "I-I-I n-n- need my, my backpack. Need my inhaler." Liz gasped. "I don't believe you. You didn't use it the entire time on the bus over here, why do you need all the sudden?" Palmer asked. Mac almost fell out of her chair. Liz had been with Palmer for most of the trip. "Panic attacks. Come in high stress situations. I think this counts." She breathed, trying hard not to pass out. "Well we can't have you dying can we?" Palmer acquiesced. Mac and Harm waited on pins and needles for them to hurry up and remember Palmer was on the phone. Mac wanted more information. They both glanced up and noticed that Webb had written them a note.
*Nearest base is Barksdale. They've got search and rescue on standby. She's in the Red Chute Bayou, southeast of Shreveport. Greyhound was taking a scenic route. * Mac nodded and turned back to the phone, almost too late to hear the commotion. "You rotten son of a bitch. That'll teach you to try to kidnap me!" Mac heard Liz yell. "Liz?!" She yelled, standing. "Bloody hell! You're gonna pay for that one you bitch." (A/N I hate cuss words, but bloody hell, it works here. You'd be pissed too if.well.just continue to read. You'll find out)
While Palmer hadn't been looking, Liz was looking for her mace can and her inhaler. She was just starting to have an actual panic attack but decided it was a good idea to try to beat the crap out of this guy. Turning around faster than he'd anticipated, she simultaneously sprayed his eyes and kneed his groin. Palmer dropped to the ground, gun still in hand but cell phone within reach of Liz. Without a second though, Liz grabbed the phone and took off. Without even realizing she'd hung up on her only lifeline for the time being.
Back in the JAG offices, all hell had broken loose. "Liz? Liz? Are you there?" Mac yelled into the phone while Webb dialed the base again. "This is Special Agent Webb. Mobilize those troops now. She's managed to escape her captor for now. I'll call you when the team here is in route." Harm had managed to get Mac most of the way calmed down and sitting into the Admiral's chair. "Easy Marine. Deep breaths, it's time to regroup." He told her. Mac just shook her head and proceeded to get up out of the chair. "Colonel?" The Admiral asked, but he knew where she was headed. Webb didn't even have time to flinch. She sucker punched him with a right hook that knocked him flat on his ass. "You have better have one hell of a plan for rescuing my sister! If not, I'm gonna kick your six all the way to Shreveport myself." The Admiral restrained her while Harm helped Webb up. It was going to be a long trip.
Liz stood there utterly confused. *Maybe Clark's his middle name. * Liz thought. *Yeah right! That's why he's sounds like the frigging devil you idiot! * Liz's mind answered her back. But before she could figure anything out, she had a gun pointed to her head. "Shit!" She whispered to no one but herself. "Oh now we cuss too. Well this is certainly a new side to you my dear Elizabeth." Clark motioned her with his gun to stand up against the tree. "Don't you touch her you bastard!" Mac yelled into the phone, for all the good it would do.
Webb had already whipped his own cell phone and was calling the nearest base to mobilize their troops for a manhunt. He then called the phone company to trace the call. He told AJ to keep her on the line as long as they could. "Colonel. You wound me. You know very well that I have no intention of harming her, yet." Liz froze. "W-what the hell is going on?" She asked, the fear of her dream creeping back into her mind. "Well my dear, you are to put it simply, bait." It was all Harm could do to keep Mac from ripping the phone out of socket.
"Easy Marine." He whispered, making sure that Palmer didn't know there were others listening to his conversation. Mac took a deep breath and tried to calm down. If he wanted to play with her, then he'd better be ready to get his six kicked into the grave for good. "I give up Palmer. What do you want? You and I both know that we don't work well playing the threat game. So just spill it."
"Now things are getting interesting. Here's the deal Colonel. In exchange for your dear, newly discovered half sister's life, you will meet me at the address located in the envelope waiting at your apartment. Come alone. I know it does me no good to say that because you'll drag Boy Scout along. But I guess since he is the intended target, bring him along for the fun of it." Palmer explained. Harm visibly paled. Palmer had gone too far this time. Liz was just a poor innocent, another to add to the long list. Suddenly they heard a commotion on the phone. "Palmer?"
When he didn't answer Mac turned up the volume on the phone. "I-I-I n-n- need my, my backpack. Need my inhaler." Liz gasped. "I don't believe you. You didn't use it the entire time on the bus over here, why do you need all the sudden?" Palmer asked. Mac almost fell out of her chair. Liz had been with Palmer for most of the trip. "Panic attacks. Come in high stress situations. I think this counts." She breathed, trying hard not to pass out. "Well we can't have you dying can we?" Palmer acquiesced. Mac and Harm waited on pins and needles for them to hurry up and remember Palmer was on the phone. Mac wanted more information. They both glanced up and noticed that Webb had written them a note.
*Nearest base is Barksdale. They've got search and rescue on standby. She's in the Red Chute Bayou, southeast of Shreveport. Greyhound was taking a scenic route. * Mac nodded and turned back to the phone, almost too late to hear the commotion. "You rotten son of a bitch. That'll teach you to try to kidnap me!" Mac heard Liz yell. "Liz?!" She yelled, standing. "Bloody hell! You're gonna pay for that one you bitch." (A/N I hate cuss words, but bloody hell, it works here. You'd be pissed too if.well.just continue to read. You'll find out)
While Palmer hadn't been looking, Liz was looking for her mace can and her inhaler. She was just starting to have an actual panic attack but decided it was a good idea to try to beat the crap out of this guy. Turning around faster than he'd anticipated, she simultaneously sprayed his eyes and kneed his groin. Palmer dropped to the ground, gun still in hand but cell phone within reach of Liz. Without a second though, Liz grabbed the phone and took off. Without even realizing she'd hung up on her only lifeline for the time being.
Back in the JAG offices, all hell had broken loose. "Liz? Liz? Are you there?" Mac yelled into the phone while Webb dialed the base again. "This is Special Agent Webb. Mobilize those troops now. She's managed to escape her captor for now. I'll call you when the team here is in route." Harm had managed to get Mac most of the way calmed down and sitting into the Admiral's chair. "Easy Marine. Deep breaths, it's time to regroup." He told her. Mac just shook her head and proceeded to get up out of the chair. "Colonel?" The Admiral asked, but he knew where she was headed. Webb didn't even have time to flinch. She sucker punched him with a right hook that knocked him flat on his ass. "You have better have one hell of a plan for rescuing my sister! If not, I'm gonna kick your six all the way to Shreveport myself." The Admiral restrained her while Harm helped Webb up. It was going to be a long trip.
