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UC: Undercover belongs to the NBC. I only own characters you don't recognize.
Two night later, Jake, Alex, and the rest of the crew snuck into Greer's Art Center at different angles using grappling hooks.
"Here we go," Jake murmured.
"Yep," Alex said softly.
"Sweet set up, huh, dog?" Whitlow queried slimely. Man, if he calls me that one more time! Jake thought to himself. However, he kept it to himself. It was his own damage and he had a job to do. And he'd do it. All he had to do was focus and concentrate on what Donovan had told them to do. Silently, each member of the team did their part. From his position in their headquarters, Donovan nodded in satisfaction. Things were going according to plan. They just needed one more minute. One more minute longer and they'd have these guys. The pictures were lifted out of their frames, hoisted up into air, and given to the pilots and some other crew members.
"Okay. We have what we need. You have a go," Donovan told them. Jake and Alex each gave a grunt of acknowledgment.
"Good job boys, and a very special girl," Hiram congratulated, giving Alex a smug smirk.
"Thanks," Alex giggled. "Hiram, there's...there's something I have to tell you," she continued with another giggle.
"What?" Hiram asked.
"You're under arrest," Alex declared, showing him her badge as Jake did likewise. Then, they pocketed the tins.
"What?" Hiram queried, his tone changing.
"That's right, Hiram. You and your sorry crew are goin' to the slammer," Jake drawled.
"YOU!" With an almost inhuman roar, Whitlow lunged at Jake who backed up with a small gasp. Then, they all felt a slight tremor. Whitlow tried again. There was another shake.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whitlow, stop," Jake said.
"You tellin' me what to do, dog?" Whitlow queried.
"Whitlow, just drop your power game for one minute. If that copter shakes one more time, our harnesses split, and we all die. You're a sick jerk---I've never forgotten that---but John Keller taught me that nobody deserves to die," Jake stated. "Now, like we were saying, you're all under arrest," he continued. With that, he proceeded to read the group their rights. A few minutes later, the Undercover team met on the roof.
"Okay, strangest bust I've ever made, bar none," Jake declared. Everyone laughed.
"Yeah. I definitely gotta agree with Jake on this one," Alex commented.
"Come on. Let's get out of here," Donovan said. With that, they started down the fire escape.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
I'm going to be going in another direction with this fic, but don't worry. There's still plenty of Jake angst.