Road to Nowhere
Part 5
Jack had switched the country station to NPR as they drove through Colorado Springs. It seemed to be Chopin night. The music and movement of the car would normally be very relaxing to Sam, but it was hard to be relaxed when you were on the run from a rogue government agency who wanted to turn you into a science project. It was going on 0300 and by now the NID would have realized that Sam had escaped and would be searching for her. Sam glanced over at Jack. Unsurprisingly he seemed to have a lot on is mind. She did too.
"What?"
"Sir?" she asked startled and only just realizing she'd been staring at him for some time trying to work out what was going on in his mind. "I'm sorry. I was just thinking."
"Imagine that." She turns away and stares out her window and he thinks that may have sounded a little hasher than he intended. He says in a gentler voice, "Seriously. What's on your mind?"
"There's no way we can let anyone know what's going on, can we? They'll be closely watching Daniel, Janet, General Hammond.…everyone. Their houses will be watched, phones tapped, and they'll be followed. We can't even let them know we're alright, can we, sir?"
"No. I'm sorry, Carter, but this is the only way."
"I know, sir. I'll just miss them."
"Me, too."
"So who are we now, sir?"
"For the moment I'm Michael Truex and you're…" he glanced over at Sam and his eyes were immediately drawn to her newly red hair. "Lucy."
Sam snorted in laughter, "Ricardo?"
He smirked at her, "Simpson."
She was about to respond when they rounded a curve in the road and were greeted by the flashing blue lights of a police road block.
"Crap."
Jack unrolled his window and smiled pleasantly at the police officer as he handed him his ID and insurance information.. The officer inspected it under his flashlight and handed it back to Jack seemingly satisfied. "Where are you folks going this late at night?"
"We got a call that my dad just died. We're on our way to Denver now to be with my mom."
"I'm sorry to hear that, sir," the officer responded politely. He turned his flash light onto Sam. "Can I see your ID, ma'am?"
"Sure." Sam dug around the floor board as if she was looking for her purse.
"Lucy, don't tell me you forgot your purse," Jack told her in an exuberated tone.
"I can't find it, Mike. I must have," she told him and then said to the officer sounding embarrassed. "I'm sorry, officer. I must have forgotten my purse. We were in such a hurry to leave."
The officer studied her in the light of the flashlight for a moment, "That's understandable, ma'am. I'm sorry for your loss. You can go. Drive safely."
"Thanks." Jack rolled up the window and drove away.
"Think they were looking for us, sir?"
"Yep. C'mon, Carter I know with all you're speeding tickets you know they don't ask for the passengers ID."
"Right. I wonder what the NID says were wanted for."
"Spies, murderers, or something like that."
"Great."
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TBC
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