Disclaimer: Thunderbirds are not mine and I will faithfully return them to
their owners.
Author's Note: Deepest apologies for the wait, folks! I've had trouble writing this one, and along with a few family crisis' I just haven't had the time. Don't give up on me – this fic will be finished!
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More Than What Meets The Eye
Chapter 6
He stood, momentarily frozen, staring at Megan. He started making his way towards her and his younger brother, only to have Jolene tighten her grip on him and press the barrel of the gun harder into his forehead.
"Now listen to me." She said. To Scott, her voice sounded completely different to when they had met only a few hours prior to these events. "You've got a choice here. You can tell us...." she looked at The Hood, "...the secrets of your organization; or you can decline. Of course, your declination will have it's consequences...."
She turned the gun towards Megan, then Alan.
"Your loved ones will pay for your choice."
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Jeff sat at his desk, then stood up, then sat down again. He shook his head. It was like doing the "hokey-cokey" with his nerves.
There'd been no word from Scott for at least twenty minutes. The last call he'd received was from Virgil, who'd just called to let him know the details of what was happening.
"What happening, Dad?" Gordon said, making Jeff jump out of his skin. "Any more developments?"
"No, Gordon." Jeff replied. "I haven't had word from Scott for nearly a half-hour now."
Gordon frowned. That didn't sound like Scott at all.
"Perhaps you should call him?" he suggested. Jeff thought for a moment before agreeing.
"Maybe you're right." He said finally.
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The bleeping echoed round the room.
"Drop it!" Jolene shrieked. Scott did as he was told, wearily eyeing the gun clutched in her hand. With shaking fingers, she pulled the trigger and blew the radio to nothing.
The Hood lay a hand on her shoulder.
"Stay calm, my lovely." He smiled, before looking round at the three captives. "Let us leave them to think. There are things we must discuss."
Jolene relaxed and followed the Hood out of the room. All three left behind heard the clicking of the locks on the door.
"Scott...." Megan gently called out to him.
"Hi, Megan." He smiled, creeping over and beginning to untie her. "How did you get caught up in all this, eh?"
She rolled her eyes. "Dunno."
"Hey, kid." Scott said to his baby brother. "Don't you ever think of putting us through this again. Dad's been going through hell back home. We've all been going through hell."
Alan smiled at Scott before regaining a serious state of mind.
"So how are we gonna get out of here?"
Scott looked around the room.
"Jump out the window?"
"No, I meant seriously."
"We could try picking the locks. Boy, what I wouldn't give to have Parker her right now."
"Parker?"
Scott smiled at Megan.
"Another part of my secret life, Megs. You'll understand one day."
"Instead of picking the locks..." Megan said slowly, "you could always try using the CB radio in my pocket."
Alan gaped at her as Scott finished unbinding his hands.
"I didn't want to use it until it was completely necessary." She said.
Scott put his hand into the pocket of the jacket she wore and pulled the radio from it.
"Calling Virgil." he began softly. "Virgil. Do you read me?"
"Virgil to Scott. What's going on?"
"We need help Virg. Call Dad and –"
The radio went dead and the deafening sound of a gunshot filled the air.
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"This is Virgil calling Base. Come in, please."
"Base to Virgil. What's the news?"
"I dunno, Father. It doesn't sound good. Scott just radioed in. He said he needed help. Then – then his line went dead and there was this gunshot from the top of the building. Dad," Virgil spoke more quietly. "That's where Scott and Jolene were first headed."
Despite his heart beating so hard he thought it might penetrate his chest and hit the floor, Jeff spoke with the same calm manner he always had.
"Right. Virgil, call Emergency Services. We don't know what's going on in that building."
"Shouldn't I go in and find out?"
"NO! No, Virgil. Stay put. When the forces are nearby you can show them the way. Keep me informed on any more developments."
"FAB."
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"I warned you," she said, her hands still clasped tightly round the gun, her finger still on the trigger. "I warned you this would happen."
Scott pressed against the wound with his sash, trying as hard as possible to stem the blood coming from Megan's shoulder. Despite his efforts, it pooled onto the floor around them, matting Megan's hair, soaking into the material of her jacket.
"Tracy. We warned you that your loved ones would suffer if you did not take heed of what we told you." The Hood stepped forward. "Because of your carelessness the little lady looks set to lose her life."
Scott bowed his head over Megan, who up till then had been conscious but silent. At the Hood's words she seemed to regain her strength and shook her head vigorously.
"If you believe a word of what he says, Scott Tracy," she breathed, "then you're a fool."
"I will leave you to think about your choices." The Hood said as he turned to the door, "But remember – this is your last warning."
The door slammed shut, leaving the three captives alone in their prison.
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End Note: If have any fans left, please review???
Author's Note: Deepest apologies for the wait, folks! I've had trouble writing this one, and along with a few family crisis' I just haven't had the time. Don't give up on me – this fic will be finished!
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More Than What Meets The Eye
Chapter 6
He stood, momentarily frozen, staring at Megan. He started making his way towards her and his younger brother, only to have Jolene tighten her grip on him and press the barrel of the gun harder into his forehead.
"Now listen to me." She said. To Scott, her voice sounded completely different to when they had met only a few hours prior to these events. "You've got a choice here. You can tell us...." she looked at The Hood, "...the secrets of your organization; or you can decline. Of course, your declination will have it's consequences...."
She turned the gun towards Megan, then Alan.
"Your loved ones will pay for your choice."
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Jeff sat at his desk, then stood up, then sat down again. He shook his head. It was like doing the "hokey-cokey" with his nerves.
There'd been no word from Scott for at least twenty minutes. The last call he'd received was from Virgil, who'd just called to let him know the details of what was happening.
"What happening, Dad?" Gordon said, making Jeff jump out of his skin. "Any more developments?"
"No, Gordon." Jeff replied. "I haven't had word from Scott for nearly a half-hour now."
Gordon frowned. That didn't sound like Scott at all.
"Perhaps you should call him?" he suggested. Jeff thought for a moment before agreeing.
"Maybe you're right." He said finally.
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The bleeping echoed round the room.
"Drop it!" Jolene shrieked. Scott did as he was told, wearily eyeing the gun clutched in her hand. With shaking fingers, she pulled the trigger and blew the radio to nothing.
The Hood lay a hand on her shoulder.
"Stay calm, my lovely." He smiled, before looking round at the three captives. "Let us leave them to think. There are things we must discuss."
Jolene relaxed and followed the Hood out of the room. All three left behind heard the clicking of the locks on the door.
"Scott...." Megan gently called out to him.
"Hi, Megan." He smiled, creeping over and beginning to untie her. "How did you get caught up in all this, eh?"
She rolled her eyes. "Dunno."
"Hey, kid." Scott said to his baby brother. "Don't you ever think of putting us through this again. Dad's been going through hell back home. We've all been going through hell."
Alan smiled at Scott before regaining a serious state of mind.
"So how are we gonna get out of here?"
Scott looked around the room.
"Jump out the window?"
"No, I meant seriously."
"We could try picking the locks. Boy, what I wouldn't give to have Parker her right now."
"Parker?"
Scott smiled at Megan.
"Another part of my secret life, Megs. You'll understand one day."
"Instead of picking the locks..." Megan said slowly, "you could always try using the CB radio in my pocket."
Alan gaped at her as Scott finished unbinding his hands.
"I didn't want to use it until it was completely necessary." She said.
Scott put his hand into the pocket of the jacket she wore and pulled the radio from it.
"Calling Virgil." he began softly. "Virgil. Do you read me?"
"Virgil to Scott. What's going on?"
"We need help Virg. Call Dad and –"
The radio went dead and the deafening sound of a gunshot filled the air.
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"This is Virgil calling Base. Come in, please."
"Base to Virgil. What's the news?"
"I dunno, Father. It doesn't sound good. Scott just radioed in. He said he needed help. Then – then his line went dead and there was this gunshot from the top of the building. Dad," Virgil spoke more quietly. "That's where Scott and Jolene were first headed."
Despite his heart beating so hard he thought it might penetrate his chest and hit the floor, Jeff spoke with the same calm manner he always had.
"Right. Virgil, call Emergency Services. We don't know what's going on in that building."
"Shouldn't I go in and find out?"
"NO! No, Virgil. Stay put. When the forces are nearby you can show them the way. Keep me informed on any more developments."
"FAB."
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"I warned you," she said, her hands still clasped tightly round the gun, her finger still on the trigger. "I warned you this would happen."
Scott pressed against the wound with his sash, trying as hard as possible to stem the blood coming from Megan's shoulder. Despite his efforts, it pooled onto the floor around them, matting Megan's hair, soaking into the material of her jacket.
"Tracy. We warned you that your loved ones would suffer if you did not take heed of what we told you." The Hood stepped forward. "Because of your carelessness the little lady looks set to lose her life."
Scott bowed his head over Megan, who up till then had been conscious but silent. At the Hood's words she seemed to regain her strength and shook her head vigorously.
"If you believe a word of what he says, Scott Tracy," she breathed, "then you're a fool."
"I will leave you to think about your choices." The Hood said as he turned to the door, "But remember – this is your last warning."
The door slammed shut, leaving the three captives alone in their prison.
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End Note: If have any fans left, please review???