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Nialle staggered out of the helicopter and landed on the floor in a heap gasping loudly. She grimaced as her arm touched the floor and gingerly moved it in to her waist with her other hand. She looked up as she saw Jack moving slowly, manoeuvring his body through the wreckage.
"Cute ass, Jack." She laughed. She stopped short, wondering how she could come out with such stupid things, when they'd almost died. Jack almost fell out of the helicopter and joined her on the floor, taking a second to breathe.
"I like to see you've not lost your sense of humour since we last met." He commented grimly. "Can you walk properly? We need to get out of here right now. This helicopter didn't come down for the sake of it." He hoisted his body up off the floor groaning and Nialle copied. She ripped her pants with Jack's knife to make a temporary sling for them both. Jack surveyed his surroundings… He knew the place… it was where Terri and Kym had been held by Ira Gaines… he shuddered, tears welling in his eyes at the thought of his beautiful wife and daughter…
"You know where we are?" Nialle asked, looking at him.
"Yeah," Jack answered…Nialle recognized the distant look and took charge.
"We need to get to high ground, salvage whatever weaponary we can and go," she ordered moving back toward the wreck. Jack stood there.
"Jack!" she shouted.
"What do you want?" Tony asked controlling his voice. Keep control of the situation.
"We need access to your systems." Someone to his right demanded. Tony raised an eyebrow but remained silent. Something wasn't right. No-one – not even machete wielding maniacs - would storm a government building just to use their systems…would they?
"Your entire security team is dead, my men have taken their places, I suggest you look yourself." Another barked pointing to a computer. Tony looked down, warily.
"Chloe O'Brien," the same man shouted. Chloe's eyes were wide. He saw the look in her eyes. "Show the good man a link to your security control room." Chloe was dragged to the computer before Tony. She tapped a way, her breathing staggered. An image flickered to like. Security men lay slain on the floor, bloodied and naked, the camera panned up to the evil eyes of men, in their uniform, waving at the came. Tony closed his eyes, a reflex. Chloe whimpered. The rest of the department turned away, all scared, most holding on to each other.
"Convinced?" snapped barker. "Now let us on your systems."
"We got a chopper coming in," Nialle called back to Jack. She looked around at his silence. He was holding his arm gingerly. A deep cut ran down it and he tried to clean it up. That was the effect he was trying to create, but Nialle knew it a façade. Jack was never withdrawn when he was in trouble. She moved over to him, taking the piece of khaki pant leg from his hand and examining the wound. He breathed in quickly as she touched it.
"Watch it!" he snapped. She looked up. "Sorry…" he mumbled.
"It's ok. There's a chopper coming in, should be here in 5.," she spoke softly, as she finished attending his arm.
"Thanks Nia," Jack whispered and moved some dirt from her face. She smiled.
"Not heard that one in a long time…" she muttered, embarrassed. "There's something you need to know about me Jack." They didn't see the gunman creeping through the undergrowth. Didn't hear his boots breaking at twigs under his feet. It was only the sound of a gun being released that even alerted them to his existence…