In-Joke: AL being shot is a reference to my Early Edition story "Stay With Me", which can be found in my archive or my website. The line "I've done it before" is in reference to the Doctor Who episode "Four to Doomsday".
Chapter Twelve: Plan and Execute
They figured out that their fist priority was to rescue Adam, for the guys said he'd been drained so much that once more might kill him.
He wasn't in the cell, so, panicking, Lisa tried to contact him telepathically. She opened her mind and tried to get a sense of where he could be.
Adam, she called. Adam, it's Lisa. Please answer me if you can.
For a split second, she thought she felt a little spark of recognition, but it was gone as quick as it came.
She sighed. "He's not answering. How long ago was he taken?"
"Not long," Luke replied. "A few minutes."
"Hm," she murmured, walking to the force field to peer out. That one guard was doing something in a room separate from the rest of the brig and wasn't paying attention to what they were doing. Weird. One would think they'd post more guards with her around.
"I wonder…" she said, then shut her eyes. She tried to teleport; her body flashed as if the power was trying to activate, but it wouldn't work. She tried again with the same result. "Damn," she swore under her breath. "I can't teleport. Erik still must be out of commission."
The guys all exchanged a glance. It was Clark who broke it to her. "Or they've already started the extraction on you."
"What? Impossible."
"Do you feel unusually tired?" asked Luke.
"And do your bones ache?" added Doctor Five.
"Yeah, but…"
"They've started, Lisa," said Clark. "You're wearing the jumpsuit."
Lisa looked down at her clothes. Overconfidence had always been her downfall. That's how she'd been shot a long time ago.
"They couldn't've taken everything…" she said.
"Probably not," said Luke. "They can't do it all at once, apparently."
She thought a moment, then tried to go invisible. She shimmered for a moment, struggling, but that wouldn't work, either. There was only one other power she could try: shape shifting. She'd need to choose a form that would allow her to move unseen through the corridors. As much as the idea made her sick, she had to choose the housefly. She started to shift, to test if it worked, and found it did.
Relieved, she reversed the process and said, "Okay, listen…one of you pretend to pass out or something. When the guard comes and opens the field, I'll fly out." She was looking at the Doctors when she said it and they both raised their eyebrows.
"Why are you looking at us like that?" asked Doctor Eight.
"Do you really have to ask?" was all the answer she would give.
"Oh, I'll do it," said Doctor Five. "I've done it before."
"Good." Lisa kissed each of the guys, then said, "Make it look real, just don't overdo it. You're not at full strength."
"Yes, Lisa."
She moved to the back of the ell and nodded to the Fifth Doctor.
He nodded back, then stood up slowly, groaned, and fell to the floor. Lisa winced, but resisted the urge to go to him. Even acting, he was very convincing.
The other guys created a ruckus so the guard would come running. In the confusion, Lisa shifted and buzzed out of the cell.
End chapter twelve.