Jumper – The Next Level

Please note that I do not own the rights to any of the characters that are Steven Gould's creations. I do own Regan McGowan and others that I've made up. I will stay true to Steven's genius though and try and combine the movie and books.

This jumps off from the film but I'm using ideas from the books throughout. Let me know what you guys think – honestly!

I must say thanx for the reviews, I'm glad that you all are enjoying my fic. Let's hope it you enjoy the next chapter just as much!

Mrs Max McDowell – in reply to your review, hell yeah the brother had to walk in. But trust me when it does happen, I'm hoping it to be epic. And I didn't forget but I had my own work to get on with and since they pay the bills, they have priority.

"Another what?"

Shouted Regan as she slipped into her brother's jump-scar followed closely by Griffin. Due to the lateness of the hour, the Operations Room held a ghostly air to it. Half of the screens were shut down and the only light available was blaring from two of Willis's computer screens. Griffin noticed that apart from him and the McGowans, the only other person present was Willis who was still silently tapping away on his keyboard.

"Another Dome" answered Scott through gritted teeth.

"Where" asked Griffin

"I'll answer that in a minute" Scott turned on Griffin "But what I fucking want to know is WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING IN MY LITTLE SISTER'S BED WHEN I EXPRESSLY FORBADE YOU" Scott charged at Griffin, his right fist connecting with Griffin's jaw.

Before Griffin could retaliate, Scott was on top of him pummelling his fists into Griffin's stomach. Griffin jumped instinctively behind Scott kicking his back forcing Scott to sprawl on the floor. Regan looked between her brother and Griffin, fear and anger bubbling inside her.

"Get help Will" Regan spat pushing Willis into a jump-scar.

"Fuck you, you wanker" spat Griffin then launched himself at Scott throwing several punches before they were forced apart by Regan. Griffin continued to fight struggling against her as Regan held him back.

Griffin only stopped when he heard Regan cry out in pain. Suddenly ceasing his fit, Griffin looked shocked at seeing Regan kneeling in front of him holding her ribs. Shit. Realising what he had done, Griffin sank to his knees.

"FUCKSAKE, Regan. You'k?" Griffin grabbed Regan's shoulders. His heart fell when he saw tears trickle down her cheek. Regan was in too much pain to answer instead fresh tears fell from her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" Griffin wiped the tears from her face although more continued to fall. "You know that right?"

"GET AWAY FROM HER" an angry voice ripped out from Scott like a monster. Scott rose as if to launch himself at Griffin again but was stopped by David who had just jumped into the room tailed by Willis and Sarah.

"Calm down" David shoved Scott back into the wall.

Sarah ran to Regan's side helping her into a chair before rounding on the boys.

"What the HELL is going on here" Sarah jumped and slapped Scott harshly forcing his anger to subside.

"That bastard was in her room. In. Her. Bed" Scott pointed at Griffin who squared his shoulders getting ready for round two.

"You were in Regan's bed" exclaimed David looking staggered at Griffin.

"And!" snapped Sarah throwing David a disdainful look as Griffin flicked a one finger salute at him.

Scott looked at Sarah dumbfounded.

"Regan's a big girl now Scott, she can have guys in her room if she wants to. That does not give you the right to start a fight in the operations room. Look at her"

Sarah pointed towards Regan who was holding onto Griffin's hand breathing thinly. Scott's eyes narrowed as Griffin knelt in front of Regan.

"Just breathe McGowan" soothed Griffin.

"I'm ok, just didn't expect to be suckered-punch in my ribs" smiled Regan as Griffin gently stroked away her tears. Griffin looked at Scott challenging him to fight him.

Scott's body tensed causing Sarah to place her hand on his chest.

"So is there a reason you dragged me from my beauty sleep at three in the morning or did you just want a pissing contest with O'Conner?" Sarah's voice was full of accusation

"You've only known him a week and you've already got him in your bed" Scott ignored Sarah as he rounded on Regan. His voice strained.

"Fuck off, Scott" rasped Regan "You're acting like you caught us having sex or something. We were just talking. God!" Regan pulled away from Griffin turning on her brother.

"Talking my arse! I know what he had in mind. It was all over his face"

"Oh really, and what is that exactly?" Regan retorted now standing toe-to-toe with Scott "'Cause I've been gone nearly ten months and as far as I can see you and Sarah still haven't got it sorted. Am I right?"

Griffin snorted a laugh. So he wasn't the only one to notice Scottie's interest in the nurse. Sarah repressed a smile while David looked between them all perplexed. Typical.

"That's beside the point" Scott replied his cheeks burning red.

"Well maybe you should concentrate on your own love life and leave mine alone"

Griffin's heart somersaulted in his chest at Regan's words. Love Life. Was Regan being serious or just saying this to piss off her brother?

"I think we should get to the point of why we are here in the first place. So I can get back to my sleeping wife." David said calmly sensing Scott's anger was about to bubble over.

"Here here" quipped Millie joining the group "Sorry Davy couldn't sleep plus the whole place is buzzing. Something about another Dome and Scott beating up Griffin?" Millie stretched, yawned and kissed David before falling into a chair rubbing sleep from her eyes.

"This place never ceases to amaze me" laughed Sarah "It's quicker than Google for information"

"And he didn't beat me up. I was tanking him before Regan pulled me off" sniped Griffin.

"Aye right mate! Believe that if you want"

Scott and Griffin both look murderous at each other. Regan shook her head and jumped to Millie's side.

"Alright, alright. We can get it. You're both big strong men who need to grunt and shit to prove it. Can we move on now?" Gingerly Regan lowered her body into a chair.

Smirking, Sarah jumped to Willis "So where's this other Dome then?"

Willis shot furtive looks to Griffin and Scott who had moved to opposite sides of Regan still scowling at each other. Guessing that the situation had been diffused, Willis tapped a few keys on his computer.

"From the co-ordinates, it's near La Crucecita. In Mexico. "

"Hey I know that place" yelped Griffin causing everyone's necks to snap to his face.

"You have a jump site near there?" asked David

"Yeah but I haven't been there in ..."Griffin hesitated. He didn't want to explain about Alejandra and his past just yet. Regan's eyes bore into him causing Griffin's ears to burn with embarrassment. "...In a long time"

"Not good enough. We need a clear jumpsite. Sarah, get Steven to check with the Spanish kids. See if any of them have sites. Then get everyone ready" barked Scott. Griffin clenched his body. Fuck, he never wanted to punch a guy more. Grinding his teeth, Griffin forced himself to relax.

Sarah gave Griffin a sad smile before jumping from the operations room.

"It's Portuguese in Mexico and I can do it" incensed Griffin.

"I'm not risking anyone getting hurt just because you think you know the area. It's not safe."

"I agree Griff" Regan stood and placed her hand on Griffin's chin forcing him to look into her eyes. "No splinching remember?"

Griffin didn't say anything. He pulled away from Regan. How could she not trust him? Hurt sprang to her face causing Griffin's heart to sink.

"What's the plan? Y'know, are we storming the place or what?" Millie's voice of reason pulled everyone back into the room.

"Once we establish a clean jumpsite, David, the Hot Shot and I will scout out the area" Griffin bristled at Scott's words. Hot-shot indeed! "Steven will ready the troops. Once we know what we're up against we'll take it down."

"Eh...excuse me. What am I? Just chopped fucking liver?" scorned Regan

"You're in no shape to go jumping round Mexico, Ace" cautioned Scott.

"Doctor's orders remember?" chides Griffin mildly.

"What's this? Now you too are agreeing with each other? Plus I would've been in better shape if you two hadn't decided to use me as your punch-bag"

At Regan's words, Griffin face flushed with guilt. Scott shifted uncomfortably on his feet. Sarah and Steven jumped into the room simultaneously.

"No go on anywhere near there but they're just kids Scott, not got as many jump-sites yet" Steven pulled a chair next to Regan who instinctively swung her legs onto him. A beast roared in Griffin's chest as Steven started massaging Regan's feet. "But the guys are ready to go. Just say the word.

"Well looks like the hot-shot will have to do" jibed David

"Fuck this" And with that Griffin jumped from the operations room.

XOXOXOXO

Cool air pumped through the ventilation system over Ida Polanski's head as she rushed through corridors. Despite the cool breeze, her flame-red hair stuck to her neck and shoulders. Man she hated Mexico with its murderous heat and typhoon rain. Oh to be back home in Sakha. Sweat trickled down her back as she entered the centre dome and took her seat on the right hand side of Mr X. Thousands of Paladins' eyes furtively stole glances at the man with the salt and pepper hair. He exuded importance and power. Silence fell on the dome as the man stood and addressed his captive audience.

"My fellow comrades, we are in dark times. The vermin we have come to hunt are now stronger than ever before. We have lost the Council of the Guardians to these parasites. But we must not allow the darkness to overcome us. We must not surrender now. For we have the power and the trust of the Gods in our palms. This divine mission we have undertaken was never meant to be an easy one. For You and I, my comrades, have shared the labour. We have shared the danger. And we shall share the rewards. I envisage a new world order where the Paladin Ideal reigns supreme. And this world belongs to you."

Polanski smirked at the rumblings from the crowd as Mr X took a deep breath.

"I understand that this new order is not for all. Those whomever wishes to leave the sanctuary of our ideal will be allowed to go. For those who remain, I promise, nay I swear, I will make those who fight beside me the envy of those cowards who ran. We have two options my friends. We can remain Paladin or we come under the thumb of the Jumpers. They may be small but a well organised group can conquer a strong enemy. So we must move on. We must evolve. We must adapt. We will bring the fight to the Jumpers and WE SHALL NOT FAIL. We shall be victorious over these Jumper parasites.

As the crowd erupted in cheers, Polanski wristwatch beeped. Glancing at the screen, Polanski smiled before leaning into Mr X's ear.

"Evans has detected movement in sector 8. Everything is in place sir"

Shiny white teeth sneered into a Cheshire Grin.

"Perfect"