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Devon put the phone down looking over at Bonnie.
"Michael's injured, he's on the way to the hospital. According to Kitt the injuries aren't overly life threatening. Anything on the license plate check?"
"Great. And so far not-" Bonnie stopped short as something popped up on the screen, quickly she opened it.
Bonnie's eyes lit up as she got the results from the license plate check on the truck, the company it belonged to matched the key.
"Burton's Trucking and warehousing" Bonnie grinned looking over at Devon, then back at the computer screen.
"Owned by Jason Durant, currently deceased... Gotcha." Bonnie nodded. Devon looked over her shoulder.
"Well then, no need to send Michael in, the authorities have enough proof from the cleared video. I'll call now." Bonnie smiled up at him.
"Won't he be happy." Bonnie grinned.
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"Ugh..." Michael groaned as he opened his eyes. The harsh glare of fluorescent lighting stabbed his eyes, after reflecting of the linoleum floor. Obviously he was on his stomach. A familiar beep of his comlink made him reach for the contraption on the night table next to the bed.
"Michael? Are you alright?" Kitt asked softly, worried.
"Yeah, what happened?" Michael's voice sounded disgustingly exhausted and hoarse, even to his ears.
"...You got blown up" Kitt sighed, Michael grinned.
"What wording, amazing pal!" Michael teased his voice getting slightly stronger.
"I'll get back at you for that later a nurse is coming." Kitt sounded smug. Michael raised an eyebrow.
"Coward" Michael teased.
"No it's called a 'tactical retreat' as they say." Kitt sniped. Michael rolled his eyes as a young nurse walked in with a clipboard.
"Well, you're awake. Did yourself pretty good this time according to the records. Got a couple of third degree burns -small- but a skin graph is being taken from a donor for them. And the rest are second degree burns. Your leg however had one hairline fracture and a compound fracture; we already went in and put it in place." The nurse told him, not looking up from her clipboard, blond hair falling into green eyes.
"Thank you, miss" Michael smiled, the nurse looked up and away shyly, smiling when she saw Michael's dazzling smile.
"How cute you have a dimple" Michael teased, the nurse nodded embarrassed at the attention.
"Thank you, the doctor will be with you in a moment" The nurse walked out. Michael grinned at that, then looked at his bandaged and braced leg wincing. The Doctor walked in shaking his head.
"Mr. Knight, how many times do I get to see you whenever you're in Nevada?" He teased.
"Hmmm, good question. Are you implying you don't like my company?" Michael joked back.
"I would like it if you weren't hurt and raising a ruckus to get out of the hospital. How's Kitt?" A soft beep answered him.
"I'm fine Dr. Landes" Kitt politely answered, Dr. Landes nodded.
"Good to hear. After the skin graph and some cleaning Michael can go rest in the semi until you get back to the mansion, Devon told me this and so I trust that you'll listen to me this time?" Dr Landes asked, well ordered.
"Yes sir!" Michael sighed as Dr. Landes walked out.
"Michael" Kitt spoke up after Michael was alone.
"Yes Kitt?"
"Bonnie cleared the video, the plates were tracked to 'Burtons Trucking and warehousing' thirty miles from Newton army base"
"So that's were that key goes too! Good work tell Bonnie thanks for me"
"Done, Devon contacted the authorities, the one behind it was a man named 'Nicolas' he had help."
"He did?" Michael muttered.
"Obviously they weren't expecting to be found, General Smithson was the helper, he left the clues so you could rat out Nicolas and let him take the stolen explosives to the border and be sold while you were unaware. General Smithson is being charged with attemped murder, manslaughter, treason and theft, possibly more. Nicolas attested to everything. They'll be in court August 17. The explosives were residing in the warehouse where they were arrested. All the proof is right there."
"Never would have thought. He called to trick everyone he was the victim" Michael mused.
"Exactly, now you only have to write the report." Kitt teased. Michael groaned in displeasure.
"Great." Michael looked up as Bonnie and Devon walked in.
"Hi!" Michael grinned looking at his visitors.
"Hello, doctor said you'd be ready in twenty minutes to go. Case closed your resting" Bonnie smirked.
"Oh and Michael?" Kitt pointed out Michael looked at the comlink.
"Yes?"
"You jinxed yourself" It took a moment to sink in then Michael started laughing, with everyone in the vicinity staring at him like he was nuts.