Shaken

by wisher93

The Vickers family has been stopped, and the Zetas do not have the Javelins. With the Zetas angry about the botched deal, they seek revenge. The Zetas will do whatever it takes to get what they want, and it's hard to stop those you can't find. The whole team is in danger, but OA won't let up after Maggie is targeted first. Rated T for now.

3. *creak*

AN: Thanks for sticking with me. I haven't said this yet, but I don't own anything, unfortunately.

When I am dressed and drying my hair with a towel in my bedroom, I remember I set my phone on silent. I flip it over as I pick it up to look at the screen and frown. I am reminded of the call from the unknown number, but shrug it off even though it's unlikely someone I didn't know would get this number. It's my secure phone from the Bureau. Weird, but not impossible. I'm about to put it back down when another call comes through, but this time OA's number appears on the screen. I involuntarily smile and pick up.

"Maggie? What's up? I was worried." I can actually hear the worry in his voice.

"Why, what do you mean?" I'm not sure what happened, but something obviously did.

"Maggie," he says seriously, "you called me. Eight times. I'm sorry I missed it. I was out grabbing the mail and I stopped to talk to a-."

"No I didn't," I interrupt quickly. "What are you talking about." A shiver makes its way down my spine and I involuntarily scan the room.

"I'm looking at my caller ID now. It's your number and your name," he says. "Check yours."

But I was already on it, and all the breath from my lungs rushes out, and I let out a strange yelp as I stare at the screen showing I made eight outgoing calls to OA at the same time I was in the shower.

"OA," I manage, my voice shaky and showing my fear. "It wasn't me..." I finally spit out, not even ashamed at how pitiful I sounded. I locked my door. I was here alone. Except, maybe I wasn't. I can hear OA barking orders, can barely hear him telling me to grab my gun, to get out of there, but my mind is spinning. A few seconds later I hear a quiet creaking, a footstep, behind me, and I finally move, spinning to face the sound. Only, I don't make it all the way around before something hard connects with my head, and I crumple to the ground welcoming the black that takes away the pain. As I skip out of consciousness, I hear OA's cries.

"Maggie? Mags?! Maggie!"

And then nothing.

BREAK~

The man looks down as the crumpled form in front of him and the want is almost too strong to ignore. He reaches down and strokes the side of her face. He then stands up, grabs something from his pocket and gets to work. He knows he has only minutes. Maybe two or three. He lets out a chuckle. That's all he needed.