Author's Note: Finally got that suspenseful oneshot out that I promised to you thewriterstory! But uh I made it a two-shot hehe.
HUMANIZED version of the episode 'Skipper Makes Perfect' with a twist. Hope you enjoy. I've had this idea for a LONG time but was too lazy to make it. Heh.
~Natty.
Freaking Perfect.
~PoM~
"Stupid Skipper…" Kowalski muttered as he hurried to run. This was all their commander's fault literally. Do not get him misunderstood, he would follow Skipper to the ends of the earth but he was the analyst and options guy. He was Skipper's second-in-command and it was his job to second the captain on whatever decision that was made for the unit. Usually he did agree with his leader's plans of action. Just not today. Yeah today was not one of those days.
I mean breaking into the Danish Embassy for crying out loud! The most dangerous and completely barricaded, highly protected and guarded building in CENTRAL history. It…It was suicide!
There was no excuse for breaking into such a building! Well apparently there was, the incriminating files against Skipper concerning Denmark. Yet not even that was a good enough excuse. It was a crazy plan. It was a crazy plan of Skipper's that had been locked away and deemed unachievable.
Well it was deemed unachievable until recently when Skipper decided he was having a 'perfect day'. Malarky! There was no such thing as that much luck! This mission would fail! Something would go horribly wrong! But did Skipper listen? Of course he didn't and now the tall scientist, the bulky weapon's expert, and young boy private were running for their lives through the hallways of the Danish Embassy from Danish Officers.
"K'walski!" The young British boy man whined to the analyst, huffing. He couldn't keep up this running for much longer. They've been distracting the officers from the top floor for almost ever they were! "Isn't Skippah finished with that safe yet?"
"Just keep running, Private!" Kowalski ordered, being the man running ahead of the other two team members. "I'm sure Skipper will be finished soon!"
"Aww! C'mon!" Rico whined as well, running behind the private. He was also tired of being a distraction. Couldn't they at least take out or explode some of the guys chasing them? "Boom!" He requested.
"Normally I would agree with the use of fire power in a situation like this, Rico." The scientist with glasses panted. "But we have no weapons! They would have set off the building's security system! Don't you remember we cleaned you out before we left the HQ."
"Oh yeh." Rico remembered and grumbled a complaint. "Gaw man, c'mon!"
Private panted and looked up to the scarred man. "It's not so bad if you think about it." The private puffed in his sprint. "All this running is good exercise and no one even knows Skippah's sneaking up on the top floor. So he should be alright. He'll signal us when he has his file and we'll be back at the HQ safe with snow-cones. This situation isn't SO bad."
A few pops went off behind them along with some Danish curses at them to surrender.
Kowalski ducked his head as a bullet flew right over it, looking at the young teen in disbelief. "Private, they're shooting at us and we have absolutely no materials to return fire or even come up with a plan besides doing exactly what we're doing! Running! And we have received no signal from Skipper that he even got to the top floor! This situation couldn't be any worse!"
Private scowled. "Well excuse me for being optimistic…" A bullet whizzed past his ear and the private let out a slight scream. They couldn't keep running forever and the firings were getting too close for possible comfort. "What are we going to do, K'walski!"
Thinking fast, the analyst's mind raced for an option. He couldn't find one.
More bullets rushed past their three heads, impaling into the walls they were running past.
"K'walski!" Private urged desperately again.
Kowalski was about to say his split second decision when the voice from all their earpieces said it for them.
"Second door on the left, down the stairs pronto!" Skipper's order came in through their speakers and they followed it immediately.
The scientist led the other two to the door, throwing it open and it indeed led to a staircase. They ran down it and thought they were in the clear, that is until Danish security men started running up the same case they were running down.
Kowalski, Private, and Rico each gave exclamations as they turned around to go back up the way they came. They couldn't. There were Danes running down that way too. They were trapped and surrounded, huddling and backing into the middle stair landing corner.
"Sk-Skippah…" Private whimpered into his earpiece microphone. "We're in a bit of a pickle."
Kowalski growled. He knew something like this would happen. Angrily he ripped his earpiece out of his ear and barked into it at their leader. "You've ordered us straight into being surrounded and captured!"
"You guys are surrounded by Danes and trapped right?" Skipper asked for clarification on his end of the headset line.
"Yes!" Kowalski exclaimed into the mic.
"Perfect and as planned. That should be enough of a distraction dealing with you guys for me to sneak in and get my file!" The leader's voice responded almost thrilled.
"A distraction?!" Kowalski exploded. "Skipper, we're completely defenseless!"
"Per-fect." Skipper stretched the word. "Over and out."
The lines on all three headsets of Private, Rico, and Kowalski went dead.
"Skipper!" Kowalski shouted into the earpiece furiously. He couldn't believe they'd been played this way. Abandoned by their own commanding officer. The scientist's face was red. "Skipper!" He squeezed the earpiece so tight in his anger that it was crushed in his fingers. As the three teammates were led away at gunpoint by the Danish men, the scientist was still in a state of fury. "SKIPPER!"