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Reply #10 - Jul 29th, 2010, 3:16pm
 
Hondo had received orders (or as Hondo usually called them 'strong suggestions') not to stop them. He decided to listen an' not follow for the moment. Instead he readied himself to move out after midnight. He planned on finding their original aircraft at the airport, and wait for more 'strong suggestions'.  
 
 Hondo tried to contact Fernando, but could not get through with the radio or Palm device, a the key pad had gotten smashed up when he dove for safety durin' the other girls escape in the SUV.
 
*Maybe if I create a distraction, I can fly this bird out of here.* he thought.
 
 Hondo had went back to his friend at the museum, to retrieve the last of his firearms, before coming here. He was ready, but didn't want to make too big a move without back up as any failure on his part could harm the others too.
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 The bullet riddled SUV follows the directions given to them by the voice on the radio.
 
"Drop Angelica and I at the hospital." Marco says to Hilshire. "There is no sense in risking the rest of you."
 
 The bullet riddled SUV pulls up to the E.R. Marco calls for a stretcher and Angelica is taken inside. As standard procedure for all handlers, Marco has falsified papers on him. Marco stays with Angelica as the SUV, with the remaining four, pulls away.
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 After some after thoughts, Fernando finds his room cramped and stuffy, deciding the need to step out and stretch out his legs on the deck. This proves to be difficult at best. Two guard has been assigned to him and the rest of the ship was guarded through out. Normally the ship would not be so well guarded, but with guests and the threat of possible covert spies, the alert status has been risen ship-wide a couple of levels.
 
 Somehow Fernando manages to make it to the flight-deck, walking about it while staying out of everyone's way. He stands at the very edge of the starboard edge, looking over the keel and at the wake of the sea behind. He wonders about what happened? Where did it go wrong?
 
 A simple search of active hospital computers could find the wounded girl, and lead him to the others. But would it be worth it? What would be worth it?
 
 In private conference with Captain RR and Captain Eddie, the question was raised, "What about shadowy, well-hidden/entrenched, revenge-driven higher ups?"
 
  The question did not seemed to phase him. What is bothering him is the outcome, 2 out of 5 girls, though the primary objective was successfully obtained, the question of the secondary objective. He stands in an At-Ease position, even though his mind races for answers.
 
Voice from behind: Having second doubts about the mission?
 
 Fernando answers without turning around.
 
Fernando: Second thoughts, not second doubts, Jeanette.
 
Jeanette: You always do this every time you think you failed on a rescue.
 
Fernando: Its a guy thing, Jeanette. I don't expect you to understand.
 
Jeanette: We girls get those moments too, you know. But it seems to me that you seem to brood in it.
 
Fernando: Consider yourself lucky that you were here with the others instead of with me.
 
Jeanette: Things went that bad?
 
Fernando: Have you not read the reports?
 
Jeanette: I have.
 
Fernando: So?
 
Jeanette: You only done what was needed.
 
Fernando: Including...
 
Jeanette: You did what was right to save others, even if it means something you do not want to do.
 
Fernando: Perhaps you do not understand.
 
Jeanette: I do.
 
Another voice from behind: Fernando?
 
Fernando: Yes Tammy?
 
Tammy: I would like to thank you for all you have done.
 
Fernando: That would not be necessary.
 
Tammy: After all you have done, for me? For us?
 
Jeanette: Do not take it personally, Tammy.
 
 After a brief bit of silence...
 
Fernando: What about the other girl?
 
Jeanette: What about her?
 
Fernando: Who's going to take care of her for the interim?
 
Jeanette: We'll find somebody who can.
 
Fernando: Arik already has DOS. And the girl was programmed to latch onto males.
 
Jeanette: You willing to take care of her?
 
Fernando: I already have a daughter.
 
Jeanette: Then I'll take care of her.
 
Fernando: You're not a male.
 
Jeanette: And?
 
Fernando: She won't latch onto you.
 
Jeanette: We won't know that until we tried.
 
Tammy: I'll take care of her.
 
Fernando: Why you?
 
Tammy: Like you said, Bink's recovery would be better if she had somebody else to recover with.
 
Fernando: Do you agree, Jeanette?
 
Jeanette: We'll have to discuss it on the way home.
 
Fernando: We do not that much time, and we might be recalled, though that it up to my descression.
 
Jeanette: Recalled?
 
Tammy: To be honest, I would not want to go through that again.
 
Fernando: It's up to my discression.
 
Jeanette: Anything that would sway your decision?
 
Fernando: We'll meet up for it before the next meal. Speaking of which...
 
Jeanette: The galley is downstairs. Care to be escorted?
 
 Fernando slowly turns around as to not slip off the edge of the ship.
 
Fernando: You care to join us, Tammy?
 
Jeanette: I'm just taking you there, I'm not eating.
 
Fernando: What about a rootbeer?
 
Jeanette: Its not the greatest tasting rootbeer I've had.
 
Fernando: OK, I'll have to accept that as a no, then.
 
 Together the three leave for the galley.
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Ranger Ready: How long's this barrel been open, Ensign?
 
With an expression of mild distaste, Ranger Ready looks down into his mug, the root beer within failing to produce much of a froth.
 
Ensign: Sorry about that, Captain. I'll head down to stores after dinner hour.
 
Ranger Ready: Much obliged.
 
 Sitting the heavy glass onto the table with a discernible thunk, Captain Ready gazes across at the three latest newcomers, his eyes watching Fernando with a bit of new respect.
 
Ranger Ready: Nicely done, brush-tail. You're pretty well connected, yourself...although I won't ask how.
 
Fernando: That'd probably be a good idea.
 
Ranger Ready: We'll reach the Atlantic in a couple of hours. Everything should be smooth sailing home, after that....
 
 Fernando looks up, curiosity etched into his features.
 
Fernando: You don't seem convinced.
 
Ranger Ready: I dunno. Something just...doesn't smell right. Call it captain's intuition.
 
 Draining his glass, Ranger Ready stands, and heads out the nearest hatch.
 
Ranger Ready: I'll be on the bridge, if you need me.
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Below decks, in Fernando's quarters, the previously silent laptop whirs to life, as a message is received via long-range transmitters. As the words are recorded into the computer's memory, a chilling message becomes clear.

USN General Headquarters
Adm. I.H. Donnelly
RE: The Project
 
 Well played, Lone Squirrel. Well played, indeed. I, personally, won't lose much sleep over my little Warriormaids...their recruitment and retrieval will never be known. As for the news agencies of this planet...you really do have a talent for underestimating your adversary, do you not?
Upon reception of this message, you will discover that your access to all worldwide agency servers and computer systems has been severed. All escape routes into the appropriate safehouses and communities have been cut off. It was a worthwhile attempt, but I'm afraid I have no intention of releasing that which I have paid so dearly to gain. I must compliment you on your guile and your audacity...it might have made you a worthy addition to my team, in another time. Although, you could release your information personally, upon reaching home port...if you make it, that is. Good luck with that.

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 They say that the sea is a perilous woman scorned... and a far worse one to underestimate. Leagues away, near the center of the Atlantic, a heavily-armed force speeds across the open waters, alert klaxons already blaring across the darkened decks of all ships. Aboard the heavily armored USS North Carolina, the commander of the battle group receives his orders, watching the shadowed face on his screen with alert attentiveness.
 
Admiral: You understand your orders?
 
Captain: Aye-aye, sir.
 
Admiral: Good. I will reiterate...Enterprise is never to reach port. I repeat, never. Send her to the farthest reach of the depths, and I shall reward you with everything you deserve.
 
Captain: Affirmative, sir. Affirmative.
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 Aboard Enterprise, routine has begun to take it's course once more, as the ship steams ahead toward the great expanse of the Atlantic, making good time. Sitting in the captain's chair, Ranger Ready watches the waters stretch away to the horizon, through the open wall portal on the bridge.
 
FSSHHHKKKT!!
 
Ranger Ready: What was tha--
 
 Disconcerted yells and rumblings erupt all over the bridge, as one by one, power systems wink out, leaving the command center in darkness. Captain Ready claws his way through the inky blackness.
 
Ranger Ready: Report!
 
Comm Officer: Communications are out, sir! Main power is down...I can't raise engineering!
 
Ranger Ready: Engage secondary backups!
 
Comm Officer: Trying, sir...it's going to take some time! Comm lines are down all over the ship!
 
 Groping his way back to his chair, the captain growls out into the dark.
 
Ranger Ready: Donnelly.
 
 Reaching to his belt for a portable radio, he sends a quick message, hoping that his endangered friends will hear.
 
Ranger Ready: Fernando, Jeanette, and anybody else that can hear me...arm yourselves and meet me in the galley. We've got a saboteur on board!
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Fernando: Can you do me a favor?
 
Jeanette: Depends on what that favor is.
 
Fernando: Go into the borrowed office space, and bring over 'Rachel', please.
 
Jeanette: I'll be back then.
 
 Jeanette gets up and leave to retrieve Rachel.
 
Tammy: Who's Rachel?
 
Fernando: She's my laptop...
 
Tammy: Oh. You told me that before, but I can't quite make the connection.
 
Fernando: Its OK. Its a guy thing.
 
 Fernando picks up his roast beast sandwich and takes a bite out of it. After he swallows, he ask Tammy a question.
 
Fernando: Would you want to repeat everything again to rescue the others?
 
Tammy: Don't take this wrong, but I am selfish, and have to say, that I was only in it for Bink. And I have to thank you for that.
 
Fernando: Just don't.
 
Tammy: Why not?
 
Fernando: Because, if you think you owe for for me doing my job, then you will owe forever. Everyday that you and Bink have together as sisters, is a day that is there because of what I had to do. Its a debt that you can never repay. So don't thank me for doing my job - ever.
Tammy leans over and kisses Fernando on his cheek. Then she gets up and walks away, out of the galley. Fernando goes back to his lunch. Five minutes later Jeanette returns with Tammy in tow. She places the laptop on the table in front of Fernando.
 
Jeanette: There is a message for you on the screen.
 
Fernando opens the laptop and reads is:
 
USN General Headquarters
Adm. I.H. Donnelly
RE: The Project
Well played, Lone Squirrel. Well played, indeed. I, personally, won't lose much sleep over my little Warriormaids...their recruitment and retrieval will never be known. As for the news agencies of this planet...you really do have a talent for underestimating your adversary, do you not?
Upon reception of this message, you will discover that your access to all worldwide agency servers and computer systems has been severed. All escape routes into the appropriate safehouses and communities have been cut off. It was a worthwhile attempt, but I'm afraid I have no intention of releasing that which I have paid so dearly to gain. I must compliment you on your guile and your audacity...it might have made you a worthy addition to my team, in another time. Although, you could release your information personally, upon reaching home port...if you make it, that is. Good luck with that.

 
 Fernando tries to forward the message to the captains on the fleet, finding himself locked out of the Earth bound Internet.
 
Fernando thinks to himself: Good one, but not good enough.
 
Jeanette: What are you going to do?
 
Fernando: What would you do when you arrive at a gunfight, before the police do?
 
Jeanette: What does that have to do with anything?
 
Fernando: Think on your feet, Jeanette. Survey the scene, check out the options and who to tend to first. But most of all, do what you can to protect yourself.
 
Jeanette: All that comes automatic when the the situation comes.
 
Fernando: What would you do in this situation?
 
Jeanette: If I were you, I would get me and my laptop to access the internet and do your dirty work. but I don't have my laptop with me, remember?
 
Fernando: I know. But what other options do I have?
 
Jeanette: Access the ship's computers and internet?
 
Fernando: I'm probably locked out of them too.
 
Jeanette: Anything in your bag of tricks?
 
Fernando: In fact I do. Ever heard of AMSAT and SkyCorp/Apple/NASA server?
 
Jeanette: No.
 
Fernando: Well... The silly admiral said "world wide servers", but these are 'not on' the planet.  
They are part of an experimental SkyNet internet. If I still have access to them, as I think I should, Then he has not locked me out, and I will dispense justice.
 
Jeanette: I'm afraid to ask, what would you need to do this?
 
Fernando: Can you find me a 5db hi-gain mini-dish antennae.
 
Jeanette: Anything else?
 
Fernando: Time. And lots of it...  
 
 Fernando looks over his laptop and feels for the press latches that Apple designs into the case, thinking how much he hates them though they are better than screwing a case with actual screws.
 
 The top cover angles up and then the keyboard, showing the wireless card inside. Fernando reaches inside and pops the tiny connector and pulls it out, showing it off.
 
Fernando: Now I need to connect this to the antennae.
 
 Jeanette looks at it, needing to strain her eyes at it. Tammy does too.
 
Jeanette: Tiny little thing. You sure you did not take it away from its mother too soon?
 
Fernando: Ha Ha. That's one of my jokes.
 
Jeanette: But seriously, how are you going to connect that to anything?
 
Fernando: How is not the question, buy where?
 
 Captain RR comes to the table where the 3 sat.
 
Ranger Ready: What is that?
 
Fernando: I need to connect this to a 5db antennae.
 
Ranger Ready: What for?
 
Fernando: To deal with the admiral, sir.
 
Ranger Ready: The Admiral contacted you?
 
Fernando: Read this...
 
 Holding onto the open laptop case, Fernando turns the laptop so that Ranger Ready can read it. After a few moments, he finishes.
 
Ranger Ready: I see. What do you intend to do now?
 
Fernando: He's called my bluff. I have to show my cards, but I have to get connected somehow, enter in through a backdoor.
 
Ranger Ready: A backboor? I've heard Nyota use that term many times before. Tell me how you intend to get in.
 
 Fernando explains about Sky Corp's orbital network that Apple and NASA help create. Using Apple G4 cubes in orbit with built-in server software, and wireless communication hardware, this is information that very few know about and even less has access too. All he needs is a dish antennae to connect too and have it pointed skywards.
 
Ranger Ready: I'll be right be back.
 
He leaves to talk with Nyota and other commutations officers of the ship. 10 minutes later he returns with Nyota.
 
Nyota: What is it that needs to be connected to the communications array?
 
Fernando holds up the tiny connector to her: This.
 
Nyota: That is tiny. I don't think we have anything compatible to it.
 
Fernando: the connector can be spliced, that's not a problem. I just need a micro-soldering station to do the actual surgery.
 
Nyota: I'll get the techs to lend you some tools. now explain to me about this Skycorp network thing?
 
 Fernando puts his sandwich onto the laptop while its still on, and carries it to the radio shack as he explains to Nyota about Skycorp Net.
 
 Once in the radio room, Fernando goes to work on his laptop, going slowly, since Rachel is turned on as to not to loose the message. After 15 minutes, he completes his job and gives the soldered connector to one of the Techs. They draw a cable from behind a panel and connect it. Given the OK on the connection, Fernando turns on the satellite tracking software, finding one of the SkyCorps G4's overhead. He types commands from his laptop, and he connects.
 

Welcome to Darwin!
skycorp.node-006:~ fernando$

 
 
 
 
Fernando: Good. I'm in!
 
 The room remains silent as he begins typing. Accessing the email server portion of the Mac in Space server, he first sends an email to his friend.
 
 
AWiener@hofrep.gov
Yo Tony!
As classmates and grads of BTHS '81, I need to you to pull a major favor! I need you to read the following attachments and talk with it with Schummer and Clinton, I know you have their ear! The Joint Chiefs also need tobe made aware!
Action is urgent so please hurry!
.cc: GShummer@senate.gov, HClinton@senate.gov
.attch: Project WarriorMaid, UN General Assembly Resolution A/RES/54/263
Sincerely
-Fernando, BTHS '81
 

 
 
 
Fernando (to himself): One down!, 2-million to go!
 
 He then send out an urgent but generic information packet for the news media servers to received, addressed to the news media editors. The same information package is sent to the UN council on Child Rights; each containing a report about the situation in Italy, Project WarriorMaid, and the UN resolution against using children as weapons of war. Each one is send successfully to their recipient. Fernando then sends the report package to his boss at the CIA and his counterpart in the FBI.
 
 He then accesses to send a message to DOS and CCC to hack the naval computer defense system to see if there are any orders against the rescue mission. They start immediately on their work.
 
 He then sits there and thinks for a moment, before sending an untraceable email back to the Admiral:
 

Subject: 5-card stud.
Message: You called m
y bluff. I have 2 duces. I know you have nothing but a bunch of random cards.
 
Fernando sits down and finishes his sandwich.  
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 Eddie strode down the passageway to radio central on the USS Texas. About an hour ago, he had been given a very disturbing order that he had no intention of carrying out. That order was to sink Enterprise.  
 
 Eddie's command was more than capable of doing it; Texas's huge 16' shells would wreak havoc on the lightly armored carrier. But there was no way Eddie was going to destroy a piece of national naval history and a lot of fine American sailors without a very very very good reason. And some admiral's personal vendetta was nowhere near good enough.
 
 Now he'd received word from a friend and fellow officer that another battleship battle group, centered around North Carolina was headed this way with orders to intercept and destroy Enterprise. The fox could scarcely believe his ears. Now, armed with a copy of Fernando's intelligence package, Eddie was on his way to place a call directly to the White House.  
 
 Something very wrong was going on at Fleet Headquarters, and the captain intended to make sure that it was set right.
 
 North Carolina's battle group was over two days away, so time was on his side, for the moment. Due to a design flaw, the North Carolina suffered severe propeller cavitation problems; at her top speed of 27 knots, the stern vibrated badly. That handicap gave Texas an edge; assuming that power on Enterprise could be restored, they could simply outrun the battle group to return home.
 
 But if Eddie's call was successful, that wouldn't be necessary. Eddie had learned that Fernando had been locked out of the internet somehow. So had Enterprise. Hopefully, Texas had not been. The vulpine captain would soon find out.
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 As he is ordered to, Midnight arrives on the bridge, offering a fairly strange look for someone who claims not to be a fighter most of the time. His tranq sniper rifle is mounted on his back, one holster holds the tranq pistol Fernando has built, and the other one the Micro Uzi in case a blazing, live ammo-loaded automatic would be needed.
 
 Midnight: Dark in here, Not that I complain, that is, I don't need that much light to see.
 
 He then receives the latest information about Admiral Donnelly's planned vendetta which seems to reach from sabotage to use of heaviest naval artillery. Being someone who doesn't like to lose against a criminal who tries and probably even succeeds in hiding his activities by using heaviest armaments against the investigators just because he can, Midnight can barely keep himself from suggesting hacking into the US nuclear defenses via Protocol 7, mounting a multiple-megaton warhead on a Minute Man ICBM, striking the USS North Carolina from above (an attack she can never defend herself against, neither with guns nor with massive steel plates), and making it look like an accident. Instead, he comes up with a much cleaner idea.
 
Midnight: We've got lots of jet fuel on this ship, haven't we? And we've got the Learjets. And business jets are known to be equipped with 110V outlets, not only for electric shavers, but also and especially for laptops. I propose feeding any mobile equipment from the Learjets as long as moving around on the flight deck is not too dangerous.
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Five minutes later, Fernando gets an email, routed via the Skynet systems:
 
Fernando,
 Two ships have been ordered to ensure that the Enterprise does not reach port - the Texas and the North Carolina. The orders were both issued by one Admiral Donelly; I am still researching the reasons for this, but in the meantime I have changed the password on his account randomly and arranged to cut the power to the building he is in. When the UPS on his PC runs out, he will have some difficulty in logging in again until he can get to the network admins. Of course, the switchboard and the lifts are both out, so that will take him some time.
In the meantime, I'm simply flooding the network to cut him at least largely off.
Current positions and speeds, together with vital statistics for both the Texas and the North Carolina are attached. I hope they are helpful.
 
 I must say, this skynet system is most interesting. I thank you for drawing it to my attention.
CCC

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Charles Sinclair enters the bridge, wearing the blood-stained guard uniform for a change. He had his DL-17 in a holster.
 
Sinclair: Any news about the saboteur?
 
Comm officer: None so far. But that's not all. Texas and North Carolina had been orders to intercept us.
 
Sinclair: Texas? That's Eddie's ship. Do you think he will turn on us?
 
Ranger Ready: I highly doubt it. He is an honorable sailor. He would never obey an order that goes against his code.
 
Sinclair: Bottom line: by whose order?
 
Ranger Ready: Admiral Donnelly.
 
Sinclair: Right. First priority: restore power. Second priority: find the saboteur. Then we can take care of the admiral and his strike force. One way or another.
 
Ranger Ready: We're already on that. I didn't make Captain for doing nothing!
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<Back in the USA>
 
 Within hours of receiving the information packet, various agencies begin to have emergency meetings, news media companies send out investigative reporters to validate the information and gather more intel before print-deadlines. Even the president received an impromptu wake up call.
 
UN: Emergency sessions of the General Assembly has been called, challenging the nations and companies involved in 'Project WarriorMaid.' The US Ambassador claims to have no knowledge for a project over 10 years old. Surprise inspections are in order, starting with the USA, then Italy and other nations.
 
USA: An Emergency Joint Session of Congress has been stirred up a hornet's nest of activity and accusations. Among those dragged into this meeting is the Vice President, who is being accused of withholding information.
 
 The CIA and FBI jointly work on an investigation of all known government computer systems. NORAD has been forced to cease all operations and cooperate with the investigation. NORAD only complies to prove that it is not involved with the project, but to hide several others of their own.
 
 The Joint Chiefs of Staff arrive at the White House to an angry President Mouse (aka: The Shrub). The White House secretaries have been told to hold all phone calls for the next 24 hours or until further notice. Unfortunately, the Press is hounding the White House Phone lines. The meeting is interrupted by several members from Congressional House Armed Services Subcommittee on Oversight and Investigations and the United States Senate Armed Services Subcommittee on Sea-power and Subcommittee on Personnel. The Vice President was also in attendance.
 
 All fingers point at the US, its military with its project head being Admiral Donnelly (Other nations involved are under going their own shake down). Culpability is being forced down to those involved with Admiral Donnelly. Within hours, commands are made from the Joint Chiefs to the policing arm of the Navy. The Provost Marshal's Office, Master-at-Arms and Shore Patrol are order to arrest the Admiral, his staff, and nullified any orders he has made within the past 30 days. Each order is then transcribed and investigated.
 
 The Admiral find the email on his computer.
 
 
Subject: 5-card stud.
Message: You called my bluff. I have 2 duces. I know you have nothing but a bunch of random cards.
 

 
He sits on his desk, trying to figure out the message when chaos breaks out just outside his office.
 
 Admiral Donnelly opens his door, finding several armed uniformed officers holding his staff for arrest. A Uniformed Officer walks to the Admiral.
 
Uniformed Officer: Admiral Donnelly, We are from the Pentagon Police. We are placing you under arrest. (Then he turn to one of officers in the room) Major, secure the admiral's computer.
 
Major: Yes Sir.
 
Admiral Donnelly is dragged away in handcuffs, yelling about how he would vindicated and how his connections of Higher Ups will do his bidding in getting even with those involved in the arrest. The Major calls out from the the admiral's officer.
 
Major: Commander?
 
The Commander walks into the officer.
 
Commander: Yes Major?
 
Major: You need to read this.
 
The Commander read the Admiral's email, referencing about the poker bluff being called.
 
Commander: That suck to lose to a pair of Deuces. Continue with securing this unit- back up the hard drive and save all files before unplugging the unit.
 
Major: Will do sir.
 
 Hours later when the Pentagon receives the Admiral's computer, more incriminating evidence: Orders to sink the Enterprise.
 
 Counter Orders are made to bring the entire Atlantic Fleet to port with staff to remain at their  stations. The Enterprise and her fleet is ordered to stay in the Mediterranean Sea and await further orders. All men at sea are ordered to be at their stations, captains are use their discretion at any order given to them by fleet admirals, and to ignore any orders that endangers any other ship in the fleet.
 
 To Captains RangerReady23 and Eddie, this means that the spies within their ships will go into hiding among the crew, but work as begun to find out who they are. All areas of the ships are guarded and access to all areas restricted except to the Captain and his bridge staff.
Within hours of Admiral's arrest and his orders nullified, Fernando's Internet connection is restored later that evening. Until then, the day continues.  
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Midday in Fernando's Quarters, Tammy enters with Bink and Claes. Fernando is putting back together his laptop, re soldering the wireless network connector. The door was unlocked and he was expecting them, but not so soon. They close the door behind them, standing in front of the door.
 
Fernando: Have a seat, ladies.
 
They all look at each other, then at the fold-away deck bed. It being a single bed room with its own desk, it had to have been one of the lower ranking officers which is on loan to him. They walk over to the bed and sit on it. Fernando finishes up his work, soldering the last bit of wire together, and the closes the machine. He unplugs the soldering iron and puts it to the side.
 
Fernando says to himself: I hope that works.
 
Tammy: Fernando?
 
Fernando: You had a question for me?
 
Tammy: Who's going to take care of Cleas?
 
 Fernando looks at Cleas for a moment.
 
Fernando: I don't know yet.
 
Tammy: We'll need an answer before we get home.
 
Fernando: The mission is not over.
 
Tammy: Your mission is not over. Your mission in rescuing my sister is.
 
Fernando: Bink, you willing to accept Tammy as your new handler?
 
Bink turns to look at Tammy, and thinks but gives no answer. More surprisingly, Claes gives an answer.
 
Claes: I would like you to be my handler.
 
Fernando: Me? Why?
 
Claes: Because I don't have a handler, he died. I have been sent to other handlers, but it is not the same as having your own handler.
 
Fernando: But, why me?
 
Claes: Because you saved me from the terrorists, you are somebody who I can trust.
 
Fernando: I see.
 
Tammy: Looks like somebody has a crush on you.
 
Fernando (staring at Tammy sternly): Its obvious that she's not the only one.
 
Tammy: What are you talking about?
 
Fernando: Nothing.
 
Tammy: Explain yourself.
 
Fernando: You willing to take care of your sister, more than you may think you may have too?
 
Tammy: I'll do anything now that I have her back.
 
Fernando: She's a broken girl, Tammy. She'll need to be put back together.
 
Tammy: Broken? How?
 
Fernando: She's been through a lot, more than most see in a lifetime. She's going to require a lot of attention to get her to near normal.
 
Tammy: I can only do what I can do.
 
Fernando: You'll be asked to do more.
 
Tammy: I'll do what I can.
 
Fernando: Saying and doing are two different things. You're 20, and now you just became a mother to your sister, so a lot more is expected.
 
 Tammy refuses to respond to his comment.
 
Claes: What else needs to be done?
 
Fernando: I need to rescue the other girls.
 
Claes: A noble gesture, but why?
 
Fernando: No girl as young as you should ever be a Gunslinger.
 
Claes: What if they don't want to leave?
 
Fernando: Why would they stay? Section 1 is no more. Section 2 will soon follow. If the handlers are not arrested soon, they will abandon their girls when things get too much to handle. I would like to save them from that before it happens.
 
Claes: Would it be possible to not have certain handlers arrested?
 
Fernando: Why?
 
Cleas: If it is possible, I would like Olga not to be arrested because we would listen to her better than if we were with you.
 
Fernando: Nice to know that I'm loved, I swear.
 
 Tammy giggles a bit, but Bink and Claes do not understand why.
 
Fernando: Guys, how about letting me think about everything. I don't know about you, but I have not slept in days.
 
Tammy: Alright girls, lets go and bother him later.
 
 They get up off the bed and leave the room. Tammy closes the door behind her, and for a second, can be heard talking to somebody else.
 
Tammy: Don't go in there, he's still in that grumpy mood again.
 
Fernando (to himself, alone in the room): Yeah, it is nice to be loved... Now if I can only be left alone sometimes.  
 
 Tammy takes the girls to a room that they were given to stay in. Tammy, also very tired lays down to sleep.  
 
 From talk around deck Bink and Claes knew what happened with the other girls and their rescuers. They Know Fernando will not change his mind in trying to save the others, but they do not want to see him shot by the other girls. they know their only chance was to get back to shore so they could talk to the others alone. The Girls decided to sneak off ship. The deciding factor in this was Angelica's condition. They wanted to see her and help her if they could. if they couldn't they knew Fernando would try.  
 
 Today their training once again helped. They snuck out without being seen by a soul. The only person that saw them was the officer in charge of the launches, but he didn't see them for long. They knocked him out, tied him up an' left him in one of the launches to be found later. They chose the fastest launch there an' as silently as could be, lowered it and took back off for shore.  
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 Within a cell at an undisclosed location, a shadowy, bent form rocks back and forth on it's cot, muttering to itself. Admiral Donnelly looks very little like the image of authority that he once presented, but his eyes flame with defiance as his mental acuity slips farther and farther away, into the realm of vindictive madness.
 
Oh, he's good...he's very, very good. How I could have used such a one! The world would have been a mere oyster in my grasp.
 
 Rising from the cot, Donnelly paces about the cell, using the keen hearing of the mouse that he is to place the various guards, keepers and officers of the watch. Sufficiently satisfied that he has all of his ducks in a row, he centers himself before the door, and places a hand on either side.
 
Donnelly: One of the benefits of experimenting in the field of cybernetics,(he chuckles) is being able to use one's self as a test subject. A pity that the young ones weren't taken to this...next step.
 
 Exerting all of the strength that the hidden implants supply him, the old mouse pulls at the cell door, which rips from it's hinges with a loud shriek. As shrill alarms begin to sound within the deep confines of the facility, the lone prisoner throws back his head, howling to the darkness.
 
Donnelly: Beware your fate, Captain! No one betrays me! No one double-crosses me! Beware! Bewaaaaare!!!
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 On the still waters of the Mediterranean, the USS Enterprise floats at rest, repairs proceeding at a slow, but steady pace. Minimal power has been restored, and Ranger Ready sits in the center seat, watching his crew scurrying to and fro with satisfaction.
 
Ranger Ready: Best in the fleet,
 
 He crossed his arms with a smile.
 
S.W. Eddie: Oh, I might have to fight ya on that one, Charlie.
 
 Ducking his head under the low hatch door, Captain Eddie Dixon steps into the mighty carrier's command center, coming to stand next to his fellow commander with a slight nod of acknowledgment.
 
S.W. Eddie: Permission to come aboard?
 
Ranger Ready: Granted, pally! How goes things aboard the Big T?
 
S.W. Eddie: Getting back to normal, thankfully. We've caught up with one of Donnelly's people already....hopefully ship's security'll track down the rest without too much of a problem. How about here?
 
Ranger Ready: Returning to a routine, pretty much...but our saboteur is still missing in action. Fernando's been out with my teams, searching the nooks and crannies...but they haven't come up with anything yet.
 
S.W. Eddie: Eh, I wouldn't worry about it too much. With their commander under lock and key, they'll be afraid to make a move without authorization.
 
Ranger Ready: This is true.
 
 Sitting back in his chair, Captain Ready contemplates the mission at hand...primarily, returning Bink and her friends to a normal life.
 
S.W. Eddie: D'you really think it's over?
 
Ranger Ready: With the stink that's been kicked up at home, I should hope so! This guy's predicament stinks worse than my comm officer on a long night watch.
 
S.W. Eddie: Isn't your comm officer a skunk?
 
Ranger Ready: What do you think my point was?
 
 Chuckling, the two turn their eyes seaward, watching as the sun sets over the horizon, turning the ocean depths from a sparkling azure, to a deeply burning sienna.
 
Ranger Ready: Well, I'm taking off to my quarters...my shift's ending, anyway. Care to join me for a nightcap, Edward?
 
S.W. Eddie: You got any of that Redwall-brewed root beer that you're so proud of?
 
 The captain of the Enterprise grins.
 
Ranger Ready: Picked up a whole barrel when we docked in Belfast, last week.
 
S.W. Eddie: Then lay on, MacDuff!
 
 Bantering good-naturedly, the two retreat from the bridge, as the lights dim, the XO assuming his place in the captain's chair.
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 Aboard the North Carolina, the captain stirs in his bunk, rising to gaze out the portal window of his cabin door. The two guards outside have sunk noiselessly to the deck, as a handful of crewmen unbolt the steel door.
 
First Mate: Orders, Cap'n?
 
Captain: You already know them. Fail-safe order General One. The mission has been compromised...destroy the ship, and take all enemies possible with her. Make your way to the bridge, and seal yourselves in. Make course for the Enterprise...and if Texas moves to intercept...fire the new guns. I think they might be a bit surprised!
 
 With a simple, "Aye-aye, sir!", the crew slips into the shadows, joined by others from branching corridors as they move silently off into the bowels of the ship.
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Several Hours Later:
 
  Jean and Hilshire thought it would be best if they split. If one team is captured, the other is still free. Jean and Rico are together in the SUV.
 
"Jean?" Rico asked.
 
"What?" Jean asked.
 
"Is Angelica. . . . Do you think she is going to die?" Rico ssked.
 
"I doubt she has long to live. A cyborg's lifespan is limited. The question is how to best utilize the time you have. Don't worry. You still have a long while to go." Jean says almost flippantly.
 
"OK." Rico says slowly.
 
 At the hospital the surgeons successfully repaired her injuries. The problem is the cybernetic implants have taken their tole on Angelica's brain and other living organs. Her body is shutting down and her memory is worsening.
 
 
Bink and Claes landed safely on the Italian shore and go to the hospital to see their friend.  
 
 Marco is nowhere to be found. Angelica can have only one visitor at a time so Bink goes in first, bringing flowers. Bink enters Angelica's hospital room and lays the flowers at the bedside table.
 
"Bink?" Angelica asked. "Thanks for visiting me. The flowers are beautiful."
 
"How do you feel?" Bink asked.
 
"My body feel heavy and I have been having a hard time concentrating on anything. Other than that, I feel fine. I'm sure in a few days I will feel better and be back at work."
 
Angelica does not remember what happened and Bink does not say anything about that. "We can't wait for you to be back."
 
"Thanks."
 
Angelica is distracted by a sound outside her window and tries to sit up to see what it is.
 
"Is there something wrong? Are you OK?" Bink goes to help her friend sit up.
 
Angelica then turns to Bink. "Bink? When did you get here?" She turns to the flowers on the bedside table. "What beautiful flowers. Thank-you so much. Where's Marco? Is he not here?"
 
Bink leaves, "No, he's not here yet. He must be busy with work."
 
Claes then enters Angelica's room.
 
"Claes. . . ." Angelica says, "Hospitals aren't really so bad. Sometimes it gets really boring but I get visitors every day." Angelica sees the flowers on the bedside table. "Someone just came by, it was. . . ." She couldn't remember.
 
"That's right." Claes said soothingly.
 
"I wish I can be strong like the rest of you." Angelica said softly.
 
"I'm not as strong as you may think. I am afraid to die and I don't like pain. I probably read books every day because I don't want to feel I am wasting my life. I'm afraid and I don't want to have any regrets before I die." Claes said.
 
Angelica nods.  
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Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
The cowboy left the country, the campfire has gone out
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Fortunately for Eddie and everyone else in Texas's battle group, Eddie had a very good friend on the North Carolina. Lieutenant Commander Amanda Hasegawa was the battleship's gunnery officer. She had suspected that something was wrong with Captain Thorpe for a long time. Recent events had confirmed that.
 
 In her time on the battleship, Amanda had put together a further list of possible "supporters" of Thorpe. Fortunately, their numbers were few; of the 1500-some odd sailors aboard, there were less than thirty that the tigress suspected of aiding the now-rogue captain. Running such a huge ship with only 30 people was simply not possible. When Thorpe gave the order to fire the main guns, he'd be in for quite a surprise. They weren't loaded, and they wouldn't be. It took 70 people to man each turret. Hasegawa had made certain that of that number, perhaps only five would even try. And if they did, she had another failsafe: the assistant chief engineer (since the actual chief was with the captain) would flood the ship's magazines. That would also prevent destruction of the ship.
 
 And Thorpe would find it hard to conduct any combat without the ship's engines. Another significant portion of the ship's crew was dedicated to keeping North Carolina's four steam turbines and eight boilers running. Since the engines weren't directly controlled by the bridge, any order for engine power coming from the ship's CIC (where the captain and his traitorous crew had locked themselves) would go unanswered. The assistant chief had also disconnected the ship's rudder controls.
 
 Since North Carolina was built to be able to survive massive amounts of damage, she had not one but three central control stations: the CIC, the bridge and wheelhouse, and local fire control. The captain only had the CIC. Captain Thorpe had locked himself into it, and would now find himself hard pressed to actually control the ship. In effect, Lieutenant Commander Hasegawa was now in command and control of North Carolina. Captain Thorpe just didn't know it yet.
 
 Eddie smiled when he read Hasegawa's message to that end.
 
 S.W. Eddie: Wow. I knew that she was good. I didn't know she was that good!
 
Still Captain Thorpe was capable. The wily coyote was likely to find a way to cause more grief for both crews. Eddie just hoped that they wouldn't lose a historic battleship because of it.  
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The US President makes an emergency tv appearance to speak to the public, thus angering most by interrupting their favorite TV Shows or Baseball games.
 
[quote="President George (The Shrub) Mouse"]
Good evening ladies and gentlemen.
 It is with great enthusiasm that I come to speak to you all about the scourge that threatens our freedoms and liberties. I'm speaking about an old cold-war project that should have died when the Berlin Wall was taken down, only to found festering on some secret lab on our soil.
This project, code named 'WarriorMaiden' was to produce super soldiers that can fight and survive a nuclear war. Millions, if not billions of dollars was spent on this project with little positive results, though it continued to operate under the guise of a cold-war super weapon.
Since the UN Council passed resolution #A/RES/54/263, which prohibits the use of such weapons in 2002, we signed the treaty in good faith with our international neighbors that we were in compliance. But early this morning, some of our very best investigative people have found Project WarriorMaiden still in operation, and has done everything within their powers to end it. Upon my notification, I had all research project funding halted until it can be investigated that these other projects are also in compliance.
 
 Our men and women in the armed forces work diligently hard in order to keep our liberties and freedoms safe for all who live within our borders, and I would like to thank them all for this discovery, and ratification of this situation. Remember- they are here to protect our rights and freedoms from enemies who threaten them, whether they may be of international origins or domestically grown.
 
 I am proud to be their chief, and proud to be an American. So without further ado, this is all I had to say. My apologize for the interruption. Enjoy your televised entertainment. And for Massachusetts Senator Teddy (Bear) Kennedy- I hope the Yankees beat the (bleep) out of the your Red Sox!
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Captain Eddie (after sipping the root beer): If that don't beat it all... he got everything wrong!
 
Captain Ranger Ready: What can I tell you? Disinformation is fun. Of course, none of us is going to get a medal out of this, you know.
 
Captain Eddie: A Medal? I'm hoping that we don't end up in the brig when we return to home port.
 
Captain Ranger Ready: You think they'd throw us ALL in the brig?
 
Captain Eddie: If not us, then Fernando for dragging us all into this.
 
Captain Ranger Ready: Well, if Fernando wants a medal, you hold him still while I nail-gun one of these root beer bottle caps to his chest.
 
Captain Eddie: Now You're Talking!  
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 Soon after Tammy ran into Fernando's room.
 
Tammy: Fernando! Wake Up.
 
Fernando (groggily): Go away.
 
Tammy: But the girls are gone!
 
Fernando (from under a pillow): Just look around. they are here somewhere.
 
Tammy: NO they're not! We looked everywhere and a guard was knocked out. He claims the girls did it and there is a launch missing!
 
Fernando (growling as he sat up): What next!
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 Hondo gave up for the moment tryin' to find a way to fly the jets. He could have barged in an' taken one, but he'd have had the military on him in no time an' they would follow him to the Enterprise where the others were. This went against Hondo's code as he never brought trouble on other to save his own hide.
 
 Hondo snuck around town until he found the library again. there he slipped in an' hacked the password on one of the computers, even though it took him a bit.  Soon after he was able to connect to Fernando's laptop via a chat link to talk to Fernando.
 
Hondo: Boss squirrel? You there?
 
Fernando: Hondo? Where the Hell have you been! We figured your hide was laid out for burial somewhere! Do that to me again and I'll skin you out myself!!
 
Hondo: Nice ta know I'm Love.
 
Fernando: That's my line.
 
Hondo: LOL! So what is goin' on? My palm device only receives so I've missed a lot. Anything you need me to do here?  I know you know by now the other girls escaped. those idiots hand-cuffed their handles in front of them then roughly drug them away after I told them no to!
 
Fernando: They deserved what they got for being stupid, even though I am not glad they were shot up. Listen, Bink and Claes slipped off the ship somehow. Stole a Launch it seems like. Find it then find them. I will get to chore as soon as I can to help you. Get Bink and Claes first. They will help you get the other girls.
 
Hondo: You sure about that?
 
Fernando: Not really, but It is all we can do for now.
 
Hondo: That makes me feel better. Alright. I'll have a go at it.
 
Fernando: Good. I will try to contact you again soon.

 
Hondo logged off an' locked the computer back down after he cleared its memory of the chat.
 
 After sneakin' back to the truck Hondo puts on the EMT uniform and jumps in the little pick-up, which has a load of airport security guards in the back, bound and gagged. He drove to the spot were he left the ambulance and hides the truck.
 
 Hondo drives by the docks first and finds a small high speed landing craft that was marked with Ranger Ready's ships name, The Enterprise. After moving the landing craft to a safer location, Hondo head off to the hospital.
 
 When he arrived, he parked the ambulance beside a few others, locked it electronically and put the remote into his pocket. he put on a fake mustache earlier and pulled a cap down low on his face. he walked toward the hospital and helped carry a wounded chipmunk inside. He then set off to locate the girls. He first stopped by security. As usual, hospital security had only one old codger watching the cameras. Hondo told him he was sent there to give him a break as the rest of the security staff was busy. The old fellow had no reason to disbelieve him, as it had been done before, so he left.
 
 Hondo checked all the Cameras and found them. They were leaving Angelica's room Hondo when to find them, He noted they were on the 5th floor. He grabbed a food Cart and headed up to the 5th floor. No one questioned him as he was helping and with all the trouble coming in and as short handed as they were they needed help. He left it at the nurses station as he walk up the hall they should be on. he met them in an empty area on the hall and stopped them.  
 They did not recognize him until he took off his cap and spoke.
 
Hondo: What are you two doin' here and why did you leave the ship without tellin' Fernando?
 
Claes: We came to see Angelica and Fernando would not have let us leave if we told him.
 
Hondo: Well, we have to get you two back now!
Bink: No.
Claes: Not without Rico and Angelica.
 
Hondo: I'm not sure Angelica will make it. She will not if we have to move her. Also Fernando said he'd come back for the others.
 
Bink: Even if she doesn't live long after, she needs to be away from here.
 
Claes: And we don't want them to shoot at Fernando like they did at the others so we have to get to them first.
 
Hondo: Nice to See I'm Loved.
 
Claes: That's Fernando's Line.
 
Hondo: I know!
 
Bink: Please Mr. Sackett? Help us get Angelica out of here and get Rico and Olga at least.
 
Claes: Yes, Please Help us, Mr. Sackett. We can't do it ourselves.
 
 They looked at Hondo with those big sad eyes. He looked at them with a hard look, but inside he was meltin' like jello on Georgia Asphalt in August.
 
Hondo Sighed: OK, but we need a plan, and here is not a good place to plan.
 
Claes: and there is a lady we want to get out of here and make sure she is safe too.
 
Hondo: What do I look like? The Salvation Army? Oh, alright, but only if you can convince her to help us. I might have to traqu. her to get her here, but it is up to you two to convince her. I'll help all I can, but first we have to get out of this hall.
 
Bink: Where to then?
 
Hondo: To the roof for now.
 
 They made it to the roof and found an old unused storage building on it where they set up their head quarters.  
 
Hondo was a little unsure what to do.
Hondo (mumblin' to himself): guns blazin' will not work here again.
 
Hondo: Well, I need to let Fernando know what's goin' on, then we'll talk.
 
 Hondo had swiped a small laptop in the hospital that was used for med use. He tapped out a quick message for Fernando.
 
Claes: Fernando is not coming to help?
 
Hondo: He is in enough trouble, now. You two leavin' will not help him any.
 
 Hondo finished the message an' clicked on the send button.
 
Hondo: Well the Boss squirrel man should receive that soon. In the mean time, what are we goin' to do?
 
Bink: We have to convince Rico to come with us, save Olga and get angelica out of hear.
 
Hondo: But we need a miracle too . . .
 
 Hondo stop short as he heard the whop, whop of a helicopter. Hondo's eyse started to twinkle an' a half smile crossed his face.
 
Claes: What that matter?
 
Hondo: I think I hear a Miracle.
 
Bink: No, that's a Helicopter.
 
Hondo: Yes, it is. A medi-vac Copter at that, with long range tanks. The type of copter that could fly a sick little gunslinger to a ship without harm.
 
As Hondo Spoke his eyes lighted up looking a fiery sapphire blue instead of his usual cold steal blue.
 
Hondo:Time to git dangerous! You two can handle Rico an' tranq. her handler, right?
Bink/Claes together: Yes Sir!
 
Claes: Without being seen.
 
Hondo: But can you two convince her to come with us?
 
Bink: I know we can. After what Tammy and Fernando has told us, I know we can convince her that there is a better way to live.
 
Hondo: OK, but you two may need weapons, but can I trust you two to use them only if you have to?
 
 
Bink/Claes together: Yes Sir!
 
Hondo: Good, and don't call me sir! I'll be right back.
 
 Hondo left them and returned in 20 minutes with food and a box.
 
Hondo: Here you two, eat up. Sorry, but I have no new type pistols. I only use older models.
 
  He gave each of them one of his .36 cal. walsh navy 12 shots an' kept the .50 cal. dragoon and the .45 la'matte for himself.
 
Hondo: also for each of you, I brought a bullet proof jacket, a tranquilizer dart pistol, an' a few pen/darts a piece. Use these if you can, but if you can't then use the pistols. We'll wait an half an hour, then you two take care of Rico and I'll get Olga then sedate Angela and trick a couple Paramedic into helpin' me get them to the copter. either of you been trained to fly a copter?
 
Bink: Yes, both of us have.
 
Hondo: Good! You two have to be to the copter in two and one half hours. I am going to set a few C4 charges to keep them busy when we take off."
 
 Hondo gathered his stuff and got ready to leave.  
 
Hondo: Don't be late!
 
Claes: We won't be.
 
 Hondo nodded and stepped out the door closing it behind him.
 
*Here we go again!* he thought as he paused to listen to his surroundings.  
 
As he listened he could hear the girls inside talkin'.
 
Bink: Well, Rico is close by, I know, but getting Triela and Olga will be trouble some.
 
Claes: I heard Olga is been captured, so we will need Rico's help." Claes said.
 
Bink: And we need Olga to talk Triela into coming with us. but it will take hours to get them. We'll just leave Hondo a note.
 
 Hondo stepped back in quietly.
 
Hondo (growlin'): Nobody's leaving Hondo a note!  
 
 The girls spun around, pistols in hand. Hondo had turned around an came back as soon as he realized what was going on, and, being lost in thought, neither of the girls heard him open the door.
 
Hondo: You might as well shoot! Not tellin' me all this definitely is like shootin' me in the back!
 
Hondo shut the door, sat in a chair in front of them, an' gazed between the two with a look of steel. They holstered their pistols and and sat down again, they looked at the floor.
 
Bink/Claes together softly: Sorry.
 
Hondo: Why in tarnation didn't you two tell me, before I left to sign my own death note. . . Don't tell me. . . You thought I would say no, eh?
 
Bink: Yes. We didn't mean to put you in danger.
 
Hondo: It is amazing. Two girls as smart as you two, who have proved you can think for yourself, how could you. . . oh never mind. Ok change of plan. You two get Rico and meet me at copter I will have Angelica. Then after you all get to safety I will work on gettin' Olga out. DANG! I could use a good blind Flyin' squirrel, But I'll make do. You two ready?
 
Bink/Claes together: Yes Sir!
 
Hondo: Right, an' again do not call me sir. Makes me feel . . . old. Let move out than, and oh, by the way. Promise me you two will let me know first next time.
 
Bink/Claes together: We promise.
 
Hondo: Alrighty, then. Let's get this wagon train a movin'!
 
Bink: What wagon train?
 
Hondo: Just an expression, kid. Let move, now!
 
 They moved quickly out the door to do their separate tasks.  
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 Fernando wakes up feeling worse than he did before going to sleep.
 
 'A nest of twigs and leaves would have been better than this bed', Fernando thought to himself.
He gets up to his laptop, finding that his Internet connection has been restored. He also finds his message and email boxes full. He reads each one before answering them.
 
Hondo,
Though its a long drive, you can use the hideout to keep the girls there. You may need to stock up on food and clothes for the girls.
In case of an emergency, there is a hidden entrance 100 yds behind the hideout to a WW2 bombshelter. Use it only if you have too. It connects to a shaft that runs 5 miles into the sewers if you need an escape.
Looks like you need to play 'daddy' to the girls while I'm stuck here.
 

 

Alex II,
You will be sent back to Milan to supervise interrogation of the prisoners. It has to be done by the book (No torture!).
Keep an eye on the UN Investigation team. Only allow them to interrogate the prisoners one at a one and no more.
Find out which one of the captured is Olga, and do not let anyone near her.

 
 
 
 
Code:
 
Jeanette and Tammy,
The girls has escaped and are right now with Hondo.
WE will deal with them once we are back home.
 
 
 
To Ship Captains,
I received a disturbing message from the Pentagon Police:
Admiral Donnelly has escaped, and at last call to home port, The Carolina was not listening to orders.
I'm assuming the worst here. You captains have your orders, which I will not interfere with.
I do however need to continue with completing the mission, once things fall into place and new plans can be drawn.
Any help will be greatly appreciated.

 
 
 
 
To All Rescue Mission Ops
Enjoy your Mediterranean Sea Cruise, courtesy of the USA navy...
Gadget, stop asking about taking spare jet  parts home, they're not free samples!
And Dale- stop harassing the crew to paint a shuffle board for you on the flight deck!
You think I don't know these things, guess who gets yelled at for your actions!
 

 
 
 With the messages sent, Fernando knows that he will be pounced on by everybody once he steps outside the door. But Fernando needs to step out onto the deck.
 
 Despite the general quarters command, Fernando makes his way to the flight deck, making his way to the rear of the ship. Behind the Enterprise is a wake of churned up glowing matter. Microscopic bioluminesence, brought up by the ship's propellers. He stands there looking out at it and the stars.
 
Fernando (to himself):I wonder how far are we from Milan?
 
A voice from behind: I would guess about 800 miles out.
 
Fernando: That was rhetorical, Jeanette... hmmm... but a 2 hour flight by Lear.
 
Jeanette: Thinking of going back?
 
Fernando: To care of unfinished business.
 
Jeanette: You mean, getting the other girls?
 
Fernando: And Hondo too.
 
Jeanette: And have you thought about Olga?
 
Fernando: I still need convincing.
 
Jeanette: Look. If anyone can get to the girls, she can. She's done everything within her power to minimize the damaging affects of their conditioning, and probably is the only one who does care about them.
 
Fernando: She is from Section 1. Who's to stop her from running away with the girls, turn them against us? What guarantees do I have against that?
 
Jeanette: So, there is no convincing you of this?
 
Fernando: I did not say that. I just need proof.
 
Jeanette: You're worse than a Doubting Thomas.
 
Fernando: So be it that I am. I need more to be convinced.
 
Jeanette: How about me?
 
Fernando: eh?
 
Jeanette: I'm convinced that it will not happen as you think it would. I believe that Olga is the missing key to get all the girls and get them into a healing process from which they can recover.
 
Fernando: You are, I'm not.
 
Jeanette: Then how about backing me up on this.
 
Fernando: And if it fails?
 
Jeanette: It won't.
 
Fernando: You're asking me in putting up a lot of trust and faith into something that might fail on you.
 
Jeanette: I've given you that much and more on past rescue missions, and though you have not failed, I am sometimes left to clean up the mess.
 
Fernando: It's not your job to clean up the mess.
 
Voice in the dark as someone approaches: It seems that you two have a lot of emotional baggage...
 
Jeanette: Hello Tammy.
 
Tammy: Especially on your part, Fernando. Jeanette trusts you with her life on these missions, and yet, it seems that you do not reciprocate on that. Why?
 
Fernando: Because our lives are at stake here, not just others. Its easy to run into a burning building and pull somebody out. Its its another to willing stand in front of them to take a bullet.
 
Tammy: You mean like Chip did for Gadget?
 
Fernando: I doubt he'll ever do that stunt again.
 
Tammy: You don't know Chip that well to say that.
 
Fernando: I know he has regrets about it.
 
Tammy: I surely doubt that.
 
Fernando: No? Go pump a couple of acorn brewski's into him, and he'll tell you all about it once the alcohol kicks in.
 
Tammy: And what about you?
 
Fernando: I don't have any...
 
Jeanette: For somebody who is super powered as you are, you sometimes act like the weakest squirrel on earth.
 
Tammy: Super powered?
 
Jeanette: Don't you know?
 
Tammy: Know what?
 
Jeanette: Look, I'll give you his medical file to study up, but for now lets say that he's augmented enough to take on this whole crew hand to hand and beat them all.
 
Fernando: Those days are gone Jeanette. I'm no longer the super squirrel that I was in my youth.
 
Jeanette: No? Sorry Tammy, but I need to prove something.
 
Tammy: What?
 
 Jeanette takes Tammy by the wrist and throws her hard off the edge of the ship. Instinctively Fernando spins and grabs the back of her shirt, while clawing the edge of the bow with his toes, indenting the metal for a better grasp. His reaction time being less than 1/2 a second.
Tammy stays quiet as she looks out on her new found view of the sea below her. Slowly, Fernando pulls and right themselves back to the deck of the ship.
 
Jeanette: See what I mean?
 
Tammy (in a nervous but relieved voice): Yeah, I see... what you... mean...
 
Fernando: That was uncalled for Jeanette.
 
Jeanette: It was, Fernando. You needed a reminder of that. Now I'm asking of you, to give  
back that trust that I have given you as your rescue partner. Do I have it?
 
Fernando: On two conditions.
 
Jeanette: No conditions.
Fernando: Then you won't get it.
 
Jeanette: Why must I give in so much- OK, what are the conditions.
 
Fernando: 1) You take over as leader, and have Tammy with us.
 
Tammy: I told you I'm not going.
 
Fernando: Bink Is Back With The Others, darn It!
 
Jeanette: OK, whats, 2?
 
Fernando: You fly the Lear back to Milan.
 
Jeanette: I don't fly anymore.
 
Fernando: You have to get beyond that fear. Just like you do to me about my problems, I get on yours.
 
Tammy: If I did not know better, I'd swear you two act like you're married.
 
Jeanette: We're worse than married. We're Rescue Mission Team Partners.
 
Fernando: You're still flying.
 
Jeanette: No, I'm Not...  
 
 Chip, Dale and the others find Jeanette with Tammy in deep discussion with Fernando about the mission. They approach them quickly but quietly.  
 
Chip: About time somebody had the acorns to challenge your self disillusioned authority in this mission.
 
Fernando (to Jeanette): Maybe you should toss him over the edge...
 
Monty (walking right up to Fernando with his finger pointing at this Fernando's face): Listen 'ere Pally... AH! LET GO OV ME FINGAH!
 
 Fernando grabs Monty's finger and bent it back over and against his wrist. Monty yells in pain and kneels before the almighty Fernando. Chip starts rolling up his sleeve and clenching his fists.
 
Gadget: Chip, don't!
 
Chip: Just because he's a rodent that can fly, he thinks he can push his elitist bull on the rest of us? No, I'm going to teach him a lesson!
 
Fernando lets go of Monty after he thinks he had enough. Monty curls up into a ball holding his injured finger between his legs.
 
Fernando: Don't ever approach me with hostile intent, Mr. Jack... (then he turns to Chip) As for you Mr. Munk, I'm not elistist because of my flying capabilities. I'm elitist because of my experience.
 
Chip: Yeah right, I know a braggart when I hear one.
 
Fernando: It's about time I've done this...
 
 Fernando walks right up to Chip, keeping an arm's length away while taking off his EMT Jacket. Once in front of Chip, he gives the jacket a very hard shake. Little deformed bits of metal fall onto the floor. Most made up of lead, some were copper covered. Gadget and the others dive onto them and examine them.
 
Dale: What are these?
 
 Fernando reaches over to Chip, but his hand under his jacket, spreading out the material, showing off a dent in it.
 
Fernando: Care to guess what they are?
 
Gadget: They appear to be bullet fragments.
 
Fernando: That's one reason why I did not want you in Milan.
 
Chip: Whats the other?
 
Fernando: Your little pointy tail is worth about $100,000USD.
 
Chip: What?
 
Fernando: Both the Italian government and the terrorists have put a price on all our heads, and there is a lot of idiots who either want the money or to make a name for themselves who are willing to collect on that cash.
 
Chip: I don't believe you.
 
Tammy: He's right, Chip.
 
Dale: Where did the bullets came from?
 
Tammy: Rescuing me.
 
Gadget: You?
 
Tammy: We got separated, and I was captured. Later that night, Fernando came to rescue me, but there was a lot of gunfire involved. I thought he wasn't hit, but I guess wrong and now know better.
 
Jeanette: Super Squirrel does it again...
 
Fernando: Jeanette...
 
Jeanette: It's true... How many times you got hit?
 
Dale (Interrupting Jeanette): I count 27 bullets here...
 
Jeanette: Each time you got hit, it was like getting hit with a full swing from a baseball bat. So the Kevlar lining stopped the bullets from penetrating, you still have the shock-wave hitting you hard!... 27 times...
 
Fernando: Try about 11 or 12. Each fragment you count is part of another fragment. As for you Chip, neither of any of the CD/RRs wants to wear the equipment I hand out, use the guns I distributed, or care to follow my orders. You're great for logistics and intel gathering but not for an actual rescue. This is not Nimul's garbage tech we're dealing with. As for you Jeanette- when you're high on adrenaline, you don't feel the pain.
 
Jeanette: Hmph!
 
Chip: We have our ways of doing things...
 
 A voice from behind speaks out.
 
Voice from behind: Those ways would have gotten the lot of you captured or killed. There can only be one leader in a mission, and I'll give Fernando that respect.
 
Chip: Figures that you got the captain of this ship on your side, Fernando.
 
Captain Ranger Ready: Fernando does not 'got me on his side', as you would say, Chip. You just better understand that there are forces in this world bigger than yourself. If you don't like it, you can turn in your hat and coat and go back into the wild begging for peanuts from humans.
 
Fernando (as he starts to walk away): The next time some cafe friend ask for help in getting a family member rescued, I'm going to tell them to go screw themselves into a knothole... Right now both Bink and Claes are in Milan; how they got off this ship is beyond me.
 
 He manages to get some considerable distance away from them, Tammy turns around and trots over to Fernando.
 
Tammy (before going): Now you see what you guys have done?
 
Tammy (as she runs to Fernando): Fernando! Wait!
 
 But Fernando does not, he just keeps on going. In the cover of darkness, he goes through one of several open doorways and quickly down a flight of stairs to the hangar bay. He sees several mechanics looking over the learjets, and walks over to them.
 
Fernando: When do you think it will be ready?
 
One of the mechanics: For what?
 
Fernando: To take off from the deck?
 
Mechanic: These birds are not build to take off from deck.
 
Fernando walks under to inspect their work, and then grabs a wrench and starts to points out a few things.
 
Fernando: Reinforce the landing strut here, here and here. Then add 4 JATOs at the base of the tail, here and 2 each on the jet pods there and there. Now, I want this bird ready to fly and on the deck for launch by 0600 hours!
 
Another Mechanic: But that only gives us 3 hours!
 
Fernando: I don't care how it gets done, get it done!
 
First Mechanic: You're not our captain, you cant order us around.
 
 A voice from behind speaks, its Captain Ranger Ready (again).
 
Captain: But I am. Now you heard the man, he wants it done by 0600 hours- it better be completed and inspected by 0530.
 
First Mechanic: Aye, Aye, Sir! Hal, Get the others to help, we got a lot of work to do here!
 
 The mecahnics start to scurry about, gathering tools and materials to do their work on the LearJet.
 
Captain (To Fernando): Where did you learn about airplane mechanics?
 
Fernando: I learned a little of everything in high school and in life in general.
 
Captain: I see. Just do me a favor- don't boss my crew around. That's my job.
 
Fernando: I'll be more diligent about it, sir.
 
Captain: Good... now get out of my hangar bay before I decide to be not so nice with you!
Fernando: Alright, I'm out, I'm leaving, I'm walking out the door...
 
 After Fernando leaves, Captain Ranger Ready walks over to his bridge. He silently walks over to his chief of security and whispers into his ear. As he whispers, the security chief's eye grow wide in disbelief.
 
Captain (whispering to his security officer): I want to you explain to me how 2 little girls could have gotten off this ship and take a docking transport back to Italy... I told you I wanted this ship secured, and if your men cant seem to keep two little girls from leaving, then perhaps I should switch your crew with the Kitchen Police!
 
Security Chief: I'll get on it right away, sir. I'll reprimand those involved!
 
Captain (almost yelling): YOU BETTER!
 
 The Security Chief runs out of the bridge and starts investigating the incident.
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While Fernando and the other talk, Fernando's laptop receives a strange text message with a video clip attachment. The video clip was from the security cam, showing the Admiral's jail from several angles. It also shows how he escaped.  
 
 Another message arrives, Alex II has managed to separate Olga from the others. Meanwhile he argues with the UN Investigators.
 
UN Investigator: That last woman you have in the separate cell, we want to talk to her.
 
Alex II: You can't.
 
UN Investigator: Why not?
 
Alex II: She's already been interrogated and it turns out that she is not involved with this.  
She's going to be released soon.
 
UN Investigator: We'll be the judge of that.
 
 Alex II hands the UN Investigator a folder.
 
Alex II: Here's the transcript of her interrogation. Believe me, she knows nothing.
 
 The UN Investigator looks at the folder, flipping through the pages fast.
 
Alex II: I told you there was nothing of interest there.
 
UN Investigator: She does not leave until we finish with what we're doing here.
 
 Alex II walks away to a nearby desk and sits on its ledge, crossing his arms, staring down at the UN Investigator.
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Back in Fernando's room, Fernando receives the text message, and plays the video in an endless loop.
 
Fernando says to himself: Figures the admiral would be a cyborg. These idiots can't understand that they can't take a new technology and use it as a toy for themselves. Well... this just adds to the problems we have, and looks like we have to deal with it again.
 
Voice at his door: You know you upset Tammy a lot.
 
Fernando: Who cares, Jeanette. Really.
 
Jeanette: It seems that you do.
 
Fernando: I only do when people see that the work needed to be done was done, and don't question as to how it was done. You and I give our best, and for what? To be interrogated by a bunch of wanna bes? They can go 'F' themselves, I swear.
 
Jeanette: I think you're missing the point, Fernando.
 
Fernando: And what point would that be?
 
Jeanette: They are threatened by your abilities, and how you get the job done, your moral standings and ethics behind them...
 
Fernando: So maybe I should start demanding intimate favors of interpersonal activities as payment for each rescue that I do...
 
Jeanette: Do that, and you and I are through as Medical Rescue Partners.
 
Fernando: Then what is it?
 
Jeanette: You know what I already told you.
 
Fernando: I'm not going to disclose my Cloak & Dagger past. You knowing of what I did in those days, if word ever got out that you do know, puts you as a target to many out there who wants those secrets.
 
Jeanette: Those secrets are over a generation old, Fernando. What do they value do they hold to today?
 
Fernando: Oh really?
 
Fernando starts typing on his keyboard. After 5 minutes, the ship starts ringing bells and whistles, with orders demanding closed quarters. A security guard runs by Fernando's open doorway and slams it shut, locking it.
 
Jeanette: What is going on?
 
Fernando: The ship picked up a nuclear missile on radar traveling at Mach 4, which is targeted to the ship itself.
 
Jeanette: AND HOW CAN YOU STAY CALM IN A TIME LIKE THIS!
 
Fernando: See you in heaven, Love... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... BOOM...
 
Jeanette looks at Fernando as the outside of the ship seems to have quieted down.
 
Fernando: As you were saying? These secrets are as valuable today as they were 25 years ago. And that was only one of them, I have thousands more.
 
Jeanette: You put the ship into a panic?
 
Fernando: You want me to do it again?
 
Jeanette: No...
 
Fernando: Understand, Love, that you knowing that I know certain things makes you a bigger target than most. I need you to be at my side when needed, and be able to go beyond your fears to do the things that are needed to be done. Do you understand that?
 
Jeanette: It is just that those things hard to do.
 
Fernando: So, you go through some discomfort. But in the end, you were able to do it. Look, despite your fear of flying, you help me fly a 737BBJ to Milan. As far as I seen, you were not in any discomfort at all. Now I need you to do this on your own, because I have other things to take care off...
 
Jeanette: Like what?
 
Fernando moves the laptop for her to see the screen: This.
 
 Jeanette sees the video of the admiral's escape, as taken by the security cameras. He grabs at the bars and bends and rips them off his cage. Along the way, he kills several military security officers who there to keep an eye on him.
 
Jeanette: What the... Not even you can match your strength with that!
 
Fernando: He's a cyborg, Jeanette, just like the little girls we are rescuing. And no, I can't match my strength against his, but at least I have brains and training, and I hope that's more then enough.
 
Jeanette: He'll kill you...
 
Fernando: If he does, it was nice knowing you, Jeanette. I just want you to go do what I ask, and finish the rescue of the other girls. You know them better than I do, that's why I'm putting you in charge, and need you to pilot the plane to get them.
 
Jeanette: I don't like to fly, Fernando. You know that.
 
Fernando: Look, Jeanette, go beyond the fear, and use the options that you have. Be a leader, I've seen you do it before, I need you to do it again.
 
Jeanette: And where will you be? In case I need you?
 
Fernando: Until the admiral and I meet up, I'll be near by... But I need you to grow some acorns...
 
Jeanette: You mean... a certain part of the male reproductive organs.
 
Fernando: You know it can't be said, but you must.
 
Jeanette: How about you fly with DOS, and I be a passenger.
 
Fernando: And who is going to fly back, because I wont be there.
 
Jeanette: I figure it out when we get to that point.
 
Fernando: Don't stand around figuring, just do.
 
Jeanette: Fernando?
 
Fernando: What?
 
Jeanette: I don't know how to say this...
 
Fernando: Just say it.
 
Jeanette: Since you made me leader... I'm ordering you to not die on this mission. Understand that?
 
Fernando: You're ordering me...
 
Jeanette: Yes I am. And you better uphold that order to the best of your ability.
 
Fernando: And if I can't?
 
Jeanette: Well, a lot of people are going to be upset with you if you don't.
 
Fernando: I see. Looks like I have to do my best here, then.
 
Jeanette: Like you tell me so often- don't think, just do. Look.. I'll see you later. You better be ready.
 
Fernando: Aye, aye... ma'am.
 
Jeanette: That's sir- to you.
 
Jeanette unlocks the door and walks away.
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Alex II was in the US embassy holding cell with the UN Investigators.
 
Alex II: Alright, Which one of you is Olga?  Olga please step forward before we get the interrogation started.
 
 
Meanwhile Razale was on the phone.
 
Razale: Yes the UN, US Army, and Italian guard are looking for any associates and accomplices of Section 2 SWA. We have caught some we are questioning them now to find out if they have more 10 year old agents as well. Thank you Mr. President.
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 Hondo places a few explosives around the Hospital, but not in the Hospital itself. He walked behind the girls a good ways off until they were out from the open, then continued his work.  
 
 Hondo set most of the charges to go off at a single frequency, but a few a a different one to insure he got out with the ambulance. They had lost time earlier so the girls only had 1 hour and 45 minutes to do their work. Hondo finished up with an hour left. He when to find info on Angelica.
 
 Hondo (mumblin' to himself): I need another easy disguise.Ah,ha!
 
 Hondo spied an unused lab coat hanging in a locker room and slipped it over his EMT uniform. With that he went to the nurses station to get the info. He found it fast and nobody noticed him as other sifts, who never usually worked together, were still there as there were not enough staffed per shift to handle this crisis.
 
 After Hondo gathered the info he 'borrowed some meds and equipment they might need, until help arrived. He stashed them aboard the copter, using the excuse to the guards that he was restocking the supplies on board.
 
Hondo (mumblin'):dumb guard. never teach 'um what they really need to know. staff never resupplies copters.
 
  Hondo thought as he returned to the fifth floor and Angelica's room. He read over her charts again as he walked
 
Hondo (to himself): This poor kid needs help bad! I'm afraid I'll lose her without medical help, but the other girls will not leave without her.
 
 Hondo walked to a medical cart and pulled out a heavy sedation med.
 
Hondo (mumblin' still): good thing she has an I.V.
 
 He injected the med into the I.V. tube without a problem as Angelica was sleeping, but things were going to smooth.
 
Nurse: Excuse me, sir. What are you doing?
 
The Voice was familiar somehow. It had an extremely U.S. type southern accent to it as well.
 
Hondo (thinkin' to himself): Man, that voice is familiar, but who?
 
 He had a gun in his right pocket, so he turned around toward the left to hide the movement of his hand that was grabbing the gun. He turned with gun in hand.
 
 A very familiar Red headed mousette stood in front of Hondo. She dropped what she had in her hand and gasped.
 
Red: Hondo!
 
Hondo: Step in, Red, and shut that door quietly!
 
 The frightened nurse did as she was told.
 
Red: What are you doing here!
 
Hondo snapped: Isn't it obvious!
 
Red stammered:  But why. . .
 
Hondo: Don't start that ' of all the Hospitals in all the world' junk.
 
Red: You still are mad at me.
 
Hondo: Well, Red, You don't forget a heart break that easily, especially one that betrays you to his worst enemy, has his family taken prisoner to make him hand himself over, and when he does, he finds out that the one he though was his girl, did the Judas thing then becomes that creeps Girl friend!
 
Red: You know I did it to save my brother. We were friends! Why can't we get that behind us. I apologized!
 
Hondo: We were more than friends, once, then you took what little heart i had an' SMashed it! You didn't Care what you meant to me as I meant nothin' to you.  Never again, Red. I don't trust you, but I need help, and you have seen me.
 
Red: Help?
 
Hondo: Yes, I am takin' this little gal with me, and I need you to keep her alive. I'm no medic!
 
Red: She is in no condition to be moved. You can't take her! I'm getting security!
 
Red turned toward the door but she stopped suddenly as Hondo cocked his .50 cal. Dragoon.
 
Hondo growled: To many lost there lives last time because of you! I have no qualms about blowin' you away. You will go an' you will help, or you will go to a lot hotter place! An' don't think you can get on board then do nothin' I'll push you outta the damned Copter ifin I hafta!
 
 She turned an' looked at Hondo with tears in her eyes. No 'cause of fright, but because of a deep pain left when she betrayed him. She didn't want to as she really loved him, but she never believed he could save her brother nor her. Also she had never seen him like this. She had always seen a kind hearted, lovin' fellow, though he was always crusty on the outside. Now all she saw was coldness an' strength. It scared her an' crushed her at the same time.  
 
Red stood stock still for a moment. Many thoughts ran through her head.
 
Red (thinkin'): The shame I have brought myself. I can not even run from it by leaving the U.S. It followed me in the form I most feared. I loved him yet destroyed him. I never thought my action would do this to him. I destroyed his heart.  
 
 She looked back at the floor an' walked over to the sleeping girl. Hondo lowered his gun an' stood beside Angelica. As Red checked her over an' prepper her for travel Hondo stroked the little sleepin' girls hair. His eye shown for a moment with love an' carin'. Red looked up long enough to catch the glimer, but it quickly died as Hondo caught her lookin' at him.
 
Hondo: I hope the other girls are doin' alright.
 
Red: What other girls?
 
Hondo: You'll find out soon enough. Just keep quiet. You think I am mean. They will shoot you if you look at then sideways and they take it wrong." Hondo said and turned to the window.
 
Bink and Claes had it easy. Rico's handle had left her at an abandoned apartment to go get food and other supplies before moving out to a better hiding spot a lot further away.
 
 Talking her into joining them was a snap, getting her to help subdue her handle was not. finally they convince her if they did not tranqu. her handler. Her handler and herself would be killed, but if she was gone her handle could escape easier and they would have no evidence to hold her handle on charges until after her handler had made it out of the country. Rico finally gave into that, but only if she could write a coded note to her handler explaining why she left and the uselessness of following.
 
Bink (thinkin' to herself): I hope her handler takes her note to heart. For all of our sakes.
 
 The handler came back and they all jump him as soon as he entered the door. He had no time to react. Bink had the Handler out with a tranqu. pen. and was ready to leave in seconds. Rico put the note in her handlers pocket.
 
It Read: Thank you for taking care of me, but it is time I go, time for all of us to go, and try to live normal lives.
 
 She looked back at her handler with tears in her eyes. She then grabbed her own pistol and ran to the other two who were waiting for her.
 
Claes: We don't have much time left! we have to get the guards at the helo pad before Hondo gets out!
 
 There were only three guard there when they arrived. Claes gave Rico a pen/dart and then the three of them split up. The guards were night blind from the helo pad lights so they did not see the three girls sneak up behind them, but it would have mattered little as they saw nothing for several hours after. Together they drug the three unconscious guard off into the shadows and waited for Hondo, but they did not wait long. For Hondo and a red headed nurse soon were seen making their way to the pad.
 
Hondo turned from his vigil at the window and said, "It's time."
 
 He then threw off the lab coat, so his EMT uniform showed again. He helped Red get her onto the copter transport cot and strapped her down.
 
Hondo: One false move from you, Red, and I promise you that you'll be dead before me.
 
 Red just nodded an' cleaned her face, to not show the tears.
 
Red: What will you do with me after?
 
Hondo: If you promise to behave, I'll just have most of the details of this excursion erased from your mind an' will turn you lose. All you will 'think' that you remember is that you were kidnapped by Terrorists, then set free after they realized you were of little use to them.
 
Red: It's better than nothing. I'll be good. I promise.
 
Hondo: Just like you promised to always be there for me? Your word better mean a whole lot more now than they did then.
 
 Hondo signaled for her to get moving. They moved out to the helo pad without any problem. as they approached the helicopter Hondo saw the girls approaching.
 
Hondo (thinkin' to himself): right on time. now for the hard part.
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Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
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As Hondo got the girls aboard the copter and got Red situated by Angelica, he handed Bink a note. The note contained directions to the hideout and what to do with the copter. Bink hopped in pilot seat and started the engine, Rico was copilot, and Claes guarded Red to make sure she took care of Angelica.
 
 "Take off!" Hondo yelled as he jumped on the landing gear and held on to the door.  
 
  Sirens went off as the hospital security realized that the copter was being 'borrowed'. As they rose into the air security guards and police ran out to the helo pad and fired at them. they were bad shots and the copter was rising too high to be a good target. As the copter headed out, Hondo hit a button on the remote in his pocket that set off most of the charges.
 
Hondo: Head toward the air port!
 
 Bink swung the craft at the air port where many fighter craft were busy getting ready to take off and hunt the copter. When they got close enough Hondo hit another button on the remote that set off some charges he had set at the airport in the landing gear of the fighters to slow them down if he had decided to take the Jet.
 
"Head back." Hondo yelled to Bink.  
 
 She gave him a weird look but did as he ordered. As they flew back an unexpected copter flew at them.
 
Hondo: Keep at them.
 
 Bink stone-facedly kept going strait at the craft.
 
Hondo:When we get close spin 90 degrees.
 
 Hondo pulled out his .50 cal dragoon and cocked it. When they got close they saw the machine guns in the copter ready to fire on them.
 
Hondo (out loud but to no one): bounty hunters. but not for long.
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 Midnight is fast asleep in his cabin on board of the USS Enterprise when Ranger Ready's voice coming from a speaker wakes him up, calling his name.  
 
Ranger Ready: Midnight! Midnight!
 
 Still half asleep, the mouse heaves himself out of bed to answer the call.  
 
Midnight: Yeah, okay, I'm awake. What's up?
 
Ranger Ready: I've got order to evacuate everyone who's not important for our mission right now from the ship.
 
Midnight: Which means you want me to leave right now, right?
 
Ranger Ready: Not only that, I've got a special mission for you. Remember the silver Mustang?
 
Midnight: How could I ever forget that bird?
 
Ranger Ready: It's ready to fly again according to the mechanics, and I'd like you to fly it away from here as soon as possible. Get dressed and to the hangar, further instructions will follow on the plane's radio.
 
Midnight: I'm on my way.  
 
 Midnight quickly puts on his day clothes, takes his stuff, including his three guns, and leaves his room, heading for the hangar where he arrives a few minutes later. He is about to load his stuff into the Mustang's narrow cockpit when something strikes him. Looking behind the seat, he discovers packets of what looks like explosives.
 
Ranger ready: Midnight, you're there?
 
The radio came alive with Captain Ready's Voice.
 
Midnight: Yes, but your team has forgotten some explosives in the plane.
 
Ranger Ready: Actually,they haven't removed anything. In our current situation, we can't afford having them on board this ship.
 
Midnight: And now you expect me to fly this bomb with wings to somewhere where it can't harm your ship?
 
Ranger Ready: Basically, yes. One unfortunate hit, and this thing would tear the Enterprise in half or even more fragments. Of course, once the danger's over again, I'll ask you to come back. Now get her to the elevator.
 
 The size of said elevator amazes Midnight. A P-51D Mustang with fixed wings fits onto it easily. But he knew that the ship was home for two of its own Mustangs. As soon as the vintage aircraft has reached the flight deck, he climbs into the cockpit and starts up the Merlin V12 mill to move the old bird into position. All the way up he has thought about where to keep it until the danger is over, then he has got an idea.
 
Midnight: Ranger Ready, can you get me a route through French, and if that's not possible, international airspace to Propriano, Corsica?
 
Ranger Ready: Midnight, it's the darkest night there, and the Propriano airfield is lacking lighting aids! Why there of all airfields around us?
 
Midnight: First, Corsica is French. Which means that whoever might try to attack me would have to attack France and risk a war. Second, it's on the western side of the island. Makes naval attacks harder unless they com from Sardinia. Third, it's a small airfield rather than an international airport like Ajaccio or Bastia. And fourth, I can see quite well in the dark, don't worry.
 
For a moment, the radio remained silent. Then the reply came.  
 
Ranger Ready: Roger, it'll be Propriano then. Good luck.
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 Fernando accesses his laptop and connects to his chronoserver at his place. He activates a time portal to teleport himself home.
After a couple of hours of tracking the whereabouts Admiral Donnelly. Somehow he finds the Admiral on the deck of the Carolina. Tracking him on the chrono server, Fernando goes into his weapons room, digging out a 16th century Samurai Blade given to him by the emperor as a gift in return for a favor. All others items he leave behind; just shirt on his back and the pants on his rear end.
 
 With a few keystrokes, he teleports himself onto the deck of the Carolina.
 
Fernando: DONELLY! I'M HERE FOR YOU!
 
 From above in the radio room both the captain and the admiral stepped out and look down at Fernando on the deck of the Carolina, armed only with a samuri blade. He was surrounded by several armed guards with their rifles pointed at him.
 
Captain of the Carolina: Shall I have him shot?
 
Adm. Donelly: No, I'll take care of him myself.
 
Captain of the Carolina: Alright, I'll have an es...
 
 Admiral Donelly leaps off the balcony of the Radio room and down 90-some feet to the deck below. He lands hard, leaving a large dent on the deck where he landed.
 
Adm. Donelly: I don't know how you got here Lone Squirrel, but here I am.
 
 The Admiral reaches behind and takes a machine gun from the guard. He quickly turns to Fernando and starts firing. After the smoke clears, all that can be seen is the samuri blade standing on it end, its tip embedded on the wooden deck of the ship.
 
 Before the Admiral can turn around, Fernando comes from above with an aerial round house kick to his jaw. The Admiral staggers back, and Fernando somersaults to his blade, hopping off the deck railing and flying back to the Admiral, Fernando has his blade over his back for the kill.
The Admiral shakes off the blow, aiming the gun randomly in front of him. He pulls the trigger, hitting Fernando several times across his mid section. Clenching his abdominal muscles tight, Fernando does his best to hold back the pain just a couple of seconds, sending his blade onto the right base of the shoulder and down 1/2 way across to the left of his chest, slicing through the spinal cord, Aorta, heart and lungs.
 
 Somehow the admiral grabs onto Fernando's throat and clutches at it tightly in a death grip. As he dies, Fernando drags his limp body to the deck railing of the ship and lifts his body over. Heavy with Cybernetics, The admiral's dead weight pulls against Fernando. Fernando fights back hard to get the body off him, but loses his balance. They both go into the waters of the Atlantic. The admiral's heavy cybernetics drag them both to the bottom of the Mariana's Trench. After almost 1/2 an hour, nobody on the Carolina sees either of them two surface.  
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 Protocol 7 had placed the AI bat almost instantly on the Enterprise; in time to see Fernando step through the time portal. Remotely accessing Fernando's server, the AI found out where he had gone, and altered it's own coordinates to match (within a few meters). On arrival, it was hit by a hail of lead and knocked over the side. A moment later, Fernando and the admiral fell on top of the AI's head.
 
 Changing to a body more suited to the environment, the AI octopus carefully pried Fernando loose from the dead admiral (not an easy job by any means), and attempted to access Fernando's temporal server...
 
 Ten minutes later, in an inland hospital, Dr. Aiesha examines the Patient as the AI Bat stands out in the hall waiting.
 
 After While the Patient is covered by a sheet and Dr. Aiesha sits down to write her report.
 
Dr. Aiesha G.'s report.

 
1/2 drowned patient was received earlier today, brought in by an artificial life form. Despite attempts to revive him, he remained in a coma like state until life sign monitors declared him dead 2 hours later.
Autopsy reveals that the patient has been shot several times across his midsection before drowning, and had bled out while submerged underwater. This was not accounted for, as a blood transfusion and operative procedures on his wounds would have saved him.

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 Razale Came to Alex II give him a note ’
 
Razale: Bad news Fernando was killed today. He took the Admiral with him. So it looks like your in charge now. Take Olga with you get the kids, then Pick up Tammy. Take them out of Italy and get them back to New York. Your men will accompany Captain Ranger Ready.
 
Alex II: OK I will. I will do it for Fernando. It's what he'd have wanted.
 
Razale: Good. Get every weapon you need.
 
Alex II: Right *To the UN Inspector* I am In charge now Olga is with me. This means if you interfere with the CIA I will have you run up on charges and locked away fro good!
 
UN Inspector: Yes Sir
 
Alex II: Good  
 
Alex II opened Olga's cell and she stepped out.
 
Olga: Were are we going?
 
Alex II: You in my custody we getting the girls. We will be meeting a 'special' agent at the Revedwen point
 
 Alex II then grabbed every weapon that he and his team would need He picked out a stretch  Hummer to drive and had the weapons put into the back. He and Olga got into the hummer and drove off  
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 Another thing to tell about the Propriano (LFKO) airfield is that it is closed over the night. But the lone pilot in the shiny vintage craft would land there even if they covered the runway with barbed wire. This was what the one controller realizes when he enters the airfield in the early morning.  
 
 The sun has begun to rise, but it is still so low that it doesn't shine over Corsica's hills and onto the west coast yet. This in turn means that an approach to a dark and closed airfield without illumination against the rising sun looks like an awfully bad idea. And still, the silver bird keeps coming closer, meanwhile close enough to enable the canine on the airfield to see the landing gears. Whoever this is, he is serious. And this is no Cessna and no Piper either, this thing is so fast he'd never be in the tower to guide the pilot in time, so why not stay outside?
 
 It's not before the plane touches down on the runway 10 that it identifies itself as a warbird in Italian livery. 65 years ago, this would have meant an Italian invasion. Miniature invasion, but still. The aircraft slows down and taxis to a place to stop on the grass aside the runway.
 
 Midnight opens the canopy and takes a deep breath of Corsica's seaside air. He is relieved that he made it to Propriano safely. But upon seeing the controller (and probably only person in charge on the entire airfield) approach. 'Of all animals in the world,' he thinks as he sees him, 'does this guy have to be a Border Collie?!'
 
Controller: Excuse me, but this airfield is closed.
Midnight: First, no, it isn't, you were here before I touched down, Second, got a better idea where to land this plane?
 
  As he speaks, he notices that the dog in charge is already making use of his most powerful sense. He is sniffing around.
 
Controller: You must have some serious guts to land here with all the guns and explosives in your plane. Who and what are you, apart from a mouse?  
 
 The controller would put a gun onto Midnight's chest if he had one. But he himself feels uneasy about what he has discovered.
 
Midnight: Um, guns? Explosives?
 
Controller: I can smell them. This box here,
 
 He takes the wooden box with the Micro Uzi in it,  
 
Controller: contains a weapon shooting live ammo. This box,
 
 He removes the other box from the plane,  
 
Controller: contains a weapon shooting tranq ammo. I smelled the tranquilizer if you need to know. Besides,
 
 With one quick grip, he draws the gun Fernando has modified from Midnight's holster,  
 
Controller: so does this one. And the explosives are distributed all over the plane, but it wouldn't take me much time to find them, trust me. Besides, the aircraft's cannons are loaded, too.
 
Midnight: Wow, that's one amazing smelling sense.
 
Controller: Not really. My grandfather could tell from the scent of a plane flying past where they got the fuel, how much ammo they had left, and if someone from the crew had wet himself. Seemed to happen often at war. (chuckled) Anyway, I'm still waiting for a plausible explanation what you're doing here on French ground with this winged bomb.
 
Midnight: Alright, I'll tell you. I'm coming from the carrier USS Enterprise. We captured this plane, apparently someone who's working for the Italian government has sent the plane and the pilot to stop or at least severe the covert rescue operation we're on. First, he tried to shoot down the Learjet I used to fly some of the team back to the Enterprise which he refrained from when he found himself surrounded by modern fighters. Then, when he was forced to land on the Enterprise, too, he shot the plane's cannons at anything he could hit. We can be lucky he didn't get to ignite the explosives. And the last thing I know is that US Army ships were ordered to attack and destroy the Enterprise whose captain didn't want to have these amounts of explosives on his ship in case of an attack. If you don't trust me, I can try to establish a connection to the Enterprise's captain.
 
Controller: No, no, I trust you, no problem. And I understand that landing here, despite the bad conditions, was safer than landing on a big commercial airport.
 
Midnight: Say... what's your name?
 
Controller: You can call me Marcel.
 
Midnight: Okay, Marcel, then you can call me Martin.
 
 He pronounced the name the French way.  
 
Midnight: You do know that what I told you is secret until further notice? Is anyone else coming here today?
 
Controller: Oh, from time to time, there are some small craft coming in and flying away again, but not every day, so I'm one out of only two persons in charge. The other one, Didier, will be here in half an hour. I suggest we'd better hide your plane in the hangar before he's here. He needn't know anything about it.
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 The bounty Hunters come closer, but don't do anythin' immediately as they are puzzled by the EMT who was wearin' an American Western hat an' standin' on the landin' rail of the copter. They paused beside him an' called out in broken English to land. The EMT looked up at them with an almost evil grin on his face. This visibly flustered the bounty hunters as they had not expected this. They were only warned that the squirrel was dangerous, but this guy had an attitude to worry about as well. To their surprise the EMT in the copter lifts up his right hand an' produces what looks to be a cocked hand cannon.  The EMT Grins wider an' shoots. The bounty hunters jump in their seats but nothin seems wrong. they sighed a sigh of relief until they smelled fuel. the co-pilot looked back to see fuel pourin' from a gapin' hole low in the copters tank. The Co-pilot yelled at the pilot to get them out of there as he tried to get their guns to bare. The EMT only tapped the brim of his hat twice with the barrel of the hand cannon, grinned wider an' fired again. This time the fuel caught fire, blew up the copter, an' sent the bounty hunters to a fiery grave below.
 
Hondo smiles as the bounty hunters copter is blown to smithereens.
 
Hondo: One more point for us you SOB's!!!  
 
 Hondo then got the message on his Palm Pilot about Fernando's death. He stood silent for a moment then turned to the girls.
 
Hondo: I just got a message. Fernando is believe to be dead.
 
Claes: HE CAN'T BE!
 
Bink: Who killed him? We will go get them if . . .
 
 Hondo cut her short
 
Hondo: NO! Bink, Fernando wanted you safe first of all. If you girls respected him at all show it to him by carryin' on an' gettin' to safety so you can start a new life. Claes, I don't believe he is dead, but they think he is. Just hold on an' believe he is not gone.
 
Bink: We respect you too, Mr. Hondo. If you lead us we'll listen to you.
 
Claes: No Bink. We must go. Mr. Fernando would want it that way.
 
Hondo: Thanks Bink, Claes. If I don't see y'all again, I'll miss all y'all. Ok, Bink we are close to where I left the pick-up. bring 'er on down to 25 feet.
 
 Bink pulled the craft down to a hover.
 
Hondo: Tell Alex II we still need to get Triela. I'll work on that. If they don't get you home and leave you alone, I'll come for all of you. I don't trust the CIA very far. Fernando was the only one I trusted. I'll miss him, but I believe he is not dead. He will never show himself unless he is needed. I respected him and was privileged to fight side by side with one of the greatest loose cannons of all times. Remember that. I will try to stay alive, but no promises.
 
Hondo then smiled and patted Bink on the arm.
 
Hondo: You be good, all of you, for me. Make sure the CIA lets Red go after an information alter. Now get to that meeting point. They know how to reach me if they need me.
 
 With that Hondo jumped from the craft and disappeared into the dark. The girls left him and made it to the meeting point.
 
 Hondo got to the truck and raced to the ambulance, that he had hidden earlier. He change back into his black hat and duster, turned on cloaking device aboard the ambulance and drove off to regroup and rest. He did not return to the hideout. He knew the CIA would look for him there.
 
 Hondo looked in the rear view mirror at the city of Milan.  
 
Hondo (to himself): I'll be back. I still have a girl to save and a jet to retrieve.
 
Hondo hid the ambulance well.
 
Hondo (thinkin'): even Fernando could not find me. Ah, I got to quit dwellin' on that.
 
 He looked over his HQ/home/vehicle.
 
Hondo (thinkin'):an ambulance. I am stuck in this country with a girl to save and a price on my head and I'm in a souped up ambulance.
 
 He sat down on the ground an' laughed. He laughed until tears came out of his eyes an' continued to laugh until he could laugh no more. After a while he stopped. He knew it was all stress, sorrow, an' tiredness catchin' up with him at the moment. he didn't express emotion often but when he did it wasn't always what one would expect.
 
Hondo (thinkin'): I haven't slept in days, have no food, low on ammo, have a price on my head, our leader just got 86ed, the CIA now wants me out of here, and I have a job to finish in a country I am not familiar with.
 
 Hondo decided that he needed sleep first before carrying on.. He was dog tired, and wore thin.
 
Hondo (thinkin'): I'm tired of waitin'. Enough is enough! After I get some sleep, It will be a rerun of High Noon. Call me Gary Cooper if ya like, but it is time for guns to be blazin'. If I go down. . .well, I'll worry 'bout that latter.
 
 Hondo laid down in the back of the ambulance. He set the alarm and when to sleep.  
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 The girls made it safely to the safe house with the copter an' Alex II arrived shortly after to meet them. Alex reunited Olga with the girls then they stayed at the safe house for about 6 hours to let the girls rest a bit. While there Alex II called Hondo.
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 Hondo was woken by his phone ringing.
 
Hondo: Ya-llo?
 
Alex II: Where are you?
 
Hondo: Oh, hi Al. Doin' fine, glad you are too. How's the Family?
 
Alex II: Don't play games, Hondo. We are going after Triela.
 
Hondo: I'll be around then, If you don't get her or need a hand I'll be there., but I'll be gone as  
soon as this I over with. Did you get the girls alright?
 
Alex II: Yes. We are with them right now.
 
Hondo: I'm goin' to Find Fernando.
 
Alex II: Fernando is dead!
 
Hondo: Well then, I'll find his body! If I have to pose as a fisherman for th e next ten years, I'll do it! I might be a loner, But I still never leave a man behind!
 
Alex II: His body was found by CCC. It's over.
 
Hondo: I don't believe it. And one other thing, if I find out the CIA didn't leave those girls alone after this is done, I'll hold you responsible.
 
Alex II: I don't make the decisions for. . .  
 
Hondo: Well you better make sure how ever does makes the right one! I will save those girls from our own government if I have too.
 
Alex II: let just worry about saving them now.
 
Hondo: Yeah, yeah. I'll be in the vicinity in about an hour and a half.
 
Alex II: OK, but it would make things easier if you told us were you were.
 
Hondo: No! Good bye.
 
 Without waiting for a reply Hondo hung the phone up.
 
Hondo (thinkin'): better get ready to move out.
 
 Hondo checked the ambulance over and made ready for a high speed ride to the other side of Milan.  
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 Lieutenant Commander Amanda Hasegawa's report of Fernando's death saddened Eddie. The fox had looked up to the squirrel in matters of espionage, and considered him a good mentor and leader.
 
"He was a good man," Eddie commented.  
 
 It would be interesting to try and deprogram the girls now, without his help.
 
 But there was little time to dwell on that now. The matter of the USS North Carolina still had to be dealt with. Her captain was still locked in the ship's CIC and refusing to come out, even after hearing news of Admiral Donnelly's death. That was somewhat understandable, of course, since Captain Thorpe was going to be charged with treason.
 
 The matter was further complicated by the fact that the Texas and her battle group couldn't leave station: there was still a rescue mission going on in Italy. And though the CIA didn't like it, Texas had been authorized by the Pentagon to assist in the operation.
So instead, the loyal crewmen on Carolina were steaming towards the Mediterranean at a steady 20 knots. In addition, the USS Montana, Texas's sister ship, was steaming up from the Persian Gulf through the Suez Canal. However, she would not arrive for another day, since passage through the canal was limited to 8 knots. Once she arrived, Montana would be able to augment Texas's firepower, and allow the battle group to more readily deal with any trouble from North Carolina.
 
 Eddie did not expect much trouble from the commandeered battleship, since her fighting ability had been all bun neutralized. All that her traitorous captain could control directly from the CIC was her missiles, and Ms. Hasegawa was already on her way to making sure that those would be cut off, too.
 
 So it was yet again that Eddie found himself in a waiting game. He could do nothing to help Hondo on his rescue mission; gunfire from the giant battleship would only exacerbate the situation. He did not know if there were further rogue Navy ships out there, waiting to pounce on Enterprise, so he could not leave to go challenge North Carolina directly.
Once again, the vulpine captain found himself up on the conning bridge, on the 09 level, staring out across the Mediterranean Sea at the coast of Italy. He looked over to Enterprise. Midnight was getting ready to fly the explosive laden Italian P-51D off of the carrier. Eddie wished him the best of luck.
 
 "There goes a guy with some serious guts," he mused.
 
 As he looked across the battle group that surrounded the battleship, Eddie thought he saw a figure sitting atop the USS San Jacinto's flag bridge.
 
 Evidently I'm not the only one who needs a quiet place to think once in a while, he thought.
The droning of a propeller brought Eddie's attention back to Enterprise as Midnight took off from the deck. The vintage warbird was catapulted off the carrier's deck and into the air. Midnight turned the plane away from the battle group and flew off to the west, towards Corsica. Eddie saluted the plane quickly as it flew by, and then went back inside Texas's conning tower.  
 
 It happened when Eddie had stopped for just two minutes. He had made very sure that there was nothing requiring his immediate attention before sitting down with a map and a cup of coffee, trying to see if he could find a course home that would completely evade the Carolina.
It was in his cabin, which was empty. He had just picked up the cup of coffee, when...
 
CCC: Eddie.
 
S.W. Eddie: Gyah!
 
 Eddie jumped, and then spun around to see an AI bat, covered in coffee.
 
CCC: Is this an inappropriate moment?
 
S.W. Eddie sighed: No. It's just that you arrived unexpectedly. One usually knocks first.
 
CC: I see. I shall do so immediately.
 
 The bat vanished (leaving the coffee behind to fall on the floor), reappeared a few steps away, and knocked on the door from the inside.
 
S.W. Eddie: You had something to say?
 
 There were a few moments of silence.  
 
S.W.Eddie: And what is it that you have to say?
 
CCC: I wanted to ask if there was any manner in which I could make myself useful. This rescue mission seems to be in continual danger of failure, and I would like to know if there is any way I can offset that tendency.
 
Eddie looked at the AI bat.
 
S.W.Eddie: Nope, there's nothing that needs to be done. Commander Hasegawa has maintained her regular reports, so it's safe to assume that the North Carolina is still under her control and on course and schedule to meet us here. Montana will be here by tonight to provide additional firepower and deterrence.
 
 Eddie looked down at his coffee-stained khaki uniform.
 
S.W. Eddie: Next time, please remember to knock, though.
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 Hondo quickly found Alex II an' his group. he sees them way before they see him.
Hondo notices they are parked beside a building so he enters the building from the opposite side and comes to a window over their car.
 
 Alex II is sitting in his car hoping Hondo will get there soon little does he expect what was coming.
 
 Hondo was tried of waiting, tried of sneaking, just plan tired, an' unsettled over Fernando's unnecessary (supposed) death. It showed a little too much.
 
 Hondo jumped from the window an' landed on the car roof scaring the occupants. Hondo hung upside down over the windshield at the occupants an' the guns pointed at him. He smiled big at them.
 
Hondo: Honeys I'm home! Ready to kick some butts?
 
 With that Hondo jumped to the ground. Hondo was ready for a show down he had his pistols in shoulder holsters, two tranqu. pistols on his hips a shot gun strapped to his back an' a rifle in his hand.
 
Hondo: I'm through playin' around. Y'all comin' or are y'gonna site here an' wait for me to bring 'er back myself?
 
 Hondo said this with an evil type grin that just showed the strain an' tiredness he was experiencing.  
 
 Hondo got into the car with Alex II as they head off to find the last lass. Alex II gave him the full version on Fernando's death. Fernando's death started to seem more real to hondo, though somethin' shouted inside him that Fernando was not truly dead. This only set Hondo's mind further into win mode an' helped steady him down and focus on what lies ahead. He seem to catch his 5th or 6th wind, as his 2nd wind was long used up.
 
Hondo: Well, where are they an' what is your plan, Al.
 
 As he always did before speaking Alex II handed Hondo a few papers for him to read.
 
Hondo: I'll read as you speak. Come on, spit 'er out!
 
Alex II: Ok, We going to rescue Triela.
 
Hondo: Tell me somethin' I don't know.
 
Alex II: Hold On I'm getting there. Olga told me that Triela is in a building about 20 miles from here. They have 20 guards guarding the building.  her handler will be there too most likely. There also is some old Powerful enemies of mine there as well. We going to rescue her while the others here stay in my Experimental Van because this van have 20 mm armor, stunner in the front and Back, Rocket launcher on the top, smoke screen, oil slick, caltraps, and other things still in the testing stages as well so let go
 
Alex II floored the van, pressing a button that activates the NOS as they hit 100 mph.  
 
 In the van, Alex's phone rings. IRAS shows up on the caller ID. Alex cautiously answers it, not knowing what to expect.
 
Alex II: Hello
 
Misao: Alex II. This is Misao Sakimori of the IRAS. I need to speak to Bink.
 
 Not knowing this person and not being able to verify she is from the IRAS at this time other than what the caller ID says, he denies that Bink is with him to play it safe.
 
Alex II: Sorry, but I think you have got the wrong number.
 
Misao: I know Bink, Claes and Rico are with you and that you are on your way to retrieve Triela from Hilshire based on intelligence from Olga. For Angelica's sake, I need to speak with Bink.
 
Alex II Alright, but keep it short.
 
 Alex II hands the phone to Bink. Misao is completely straight with Bink.  
 
Misao: If you wish to help your friend Angelica before she dies, you need to call Marco.
 
 Bink hangs up the phone and hangs on to it, pondering what she was told for the moment. She then Told Hondo and Alex II exactly what was said.
 
 Alex II startes to argue against it, but Hondo cuts him off as Bink and the other girls, who have been lookin' up to him since Fernando had past, look at him waitin' far an answer.
 
Hondo: I think you should, Bink. Have that feelin' again. If it is our only chance then we had better take it.
 
Alex II: But Hondo!
 
Hondo: Shut Up!
 
Alex II: Look, I'm in charge here . . .
 
Hondo: Not of me your not! Besides, what are you worried about? You have enough weaponry to start an' finish a revolution. I say we contact this fellow then get Triela. If you are worried, Bink and I will meet him alone to discuses terms.
 
Alex II: Oh, all right.
Bink turns to Hondo: Thank you.
 
Hondo: Don't worry about it, kid. Wait and thank me when it is over.
 
Claes: That's Fernando's line.
 
Hondo: I know, I know! Sheesh . . .
 
Alex II gives the phone back to Bink so she can contact Marco.
 
Bink dials Marco's cell phone and Marco answers.  
 
Bink: Marco?
 
Marco: Bink? What is it?
 
Bink: When I visited Angelica this morning, she got distracted by something outside her window. When I asked her about it, she didn't remember me coming in her room or what we talked about a few seconds earlier.
 
Marco: I see. I'll notify the doctors. They will run some tests on her and see what's going on.
 
Bink: Marco!
 
Marco: Is there something else?
 
Bink: She is not at the hospital anymore, but she needs you. You have to see her. PLease meet us somewhere and go with us for her sake.
 
Marco: So they have you do they? Sorry. I can do it.
 
Bink: Please! Just come visit her.
 
Marco: It's pointless, Bink. There's nothing I can do for her any more.
 
Bink: You don't have to do anything. Just be by her side. She wants that. Please, Marco.
 
Marco: Bink. Are you afraid of dying?
 
Bink: I am not afraid of anything, sir.
 
Marco: You don't resent what these doctors have done to you? Giving you nothing but a mechanical body, a handful of bullets and a life too short to enjoy?
 
Bink: All of us girls have accepted what we've been made to do so if you all pity or feel sorry for us, then you're mistaken. I realize this may be the conditioning saying this, but I don't mind. Even so . . . I'm not afraid to die. I'm certain Angelica feels the same way!
 
 Marco hangs up the phone.
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 Dr. Aiesha pulls rank on the pathologist and has a stay in the autopsy room to be alone with her dad. Quietly she gathers his belongings, what little he had on him, and places them in a personal item's bag, listing each thing put in.  
 
 The finally thing she removes, a medical bracelette that says: "Do Not Autopsy or Disect."  
 
They only know each other for no more than 5 years, but in those 5 years, they have grown closer than any father/daughter would have.
 
 The door opens from behind, and Aiesha turns around, seeing someone in a lab coat enter the room.
 
Dr. Aiesha (in a very loud and angry tone of voice): I SAID I WANTED TO BE LEFT ALONE!!!
 
 He closes the door behind him as he makes his statement: Now, that's no way to talk to your father...
 
 Dr. Aiesha was about to take some form of action, but is frozen in place, like deer staring at a set of headlights on a dark highway. He walks over the corpse on the bed, uncovering it. He reached behind the neck of the body until a strange metallic 'CLACK!' was heard.
 
Dr. Aiesha: You can't be! HOW!
 
Fernando: This is one of CCC's Squirrel Bots; though made to my likeness. You mind holding down the shoulders? I have to recycle a few parts for him.
 
Dr. Aiesha: But...
 
Fernando: You guys ever considered taking this bot's weight?
 
 Dr. Aiesha goes through the autopsy logs:
 
Name of Deceased: Fernando G.
Order:    Rodentia
Family:    Sciuridae
Subfamily:    Sciurinae
Tribe:    Pteromyini
Sex:   Male
Age:   47
Height: 6' 0"
Weight: 350 lbs
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Dr. Aiesha: 350 pounds? That can't be right! You weight about 180...
 
Fernando: Now you see... I'm a flying squirrel, my bones are hollow, and therefore I can't weight 350 pounds.
 
Dr. Aiesha: But, who is that?
 
Fernando: Like I said, is one of CCC's bot constructs, made to look like me, sound like me, and to most extent, think like me when given the proper inputs.
 
Dr. Aiesha: But what do you want with the head?
 
Fernando: The Bot's logs are there in a solid state hard drive, and its memory and computational core is in its tail. Help me dismantle it and we can rid ourselves of this body.
 
Dr. Aiesha: But...
 
Fernando: But... but... but... you sound like a broken record! Whats wrong?!!
 
Dr. Aiesha: There's a death certificate for you and everything!
 
Fernando: So? Its not the first time... Believe me... you think you mom got that $5million check in 1994 because she won the lottery? No... that was the first time I faked a death. Too bad she profited from it.
 
Dr. Aiesha: But why?!!
 
Fernando: Shhh... look... there are certain people who want to make sure that I died in this last mission. OK? So... with this Death Certificate, to them, I am... Now I can go out and finish this mission and take care of those who would harm all of us because they have nothing better to do! Understand where I'm coming from?
 
Dr. Aiesha: Who...*HMMMM!*
 
Fernando (putting his hand on her mouth): Look, just understand that this world is filled with nasty people.... darn... I'm going to need some tools... I got a hearse upstairs waiting. Help me drag this bot and I'll explain everything...
 
 Dr. Aiesha does as she is told in silence, and once with the bot is in the hearse, they drive away.  
 
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You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
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Reply #13 - Jul 30th, 2010, 4:42pm
 
Comm Officer: Another incoming flight, sir.
 
 Eddie looked up from a chart on the Texas's bridge.  
 
S.W. Eddie: How many this time?
 
Comm Officer: They've got 29 evacuees, sir.
 
S.W. Eddie: Great.
 
 Since tensions had died down a bit, the USS Texas was now serving as a temporary destination for American tourists evacuated from Italy, from where they would be shipped out to the San Antonio or any of the other "refugee ships" that the Navy had brought in. The amphibians were staying out in international waters, away from any potential danger.
 
 Eddie got up and began the journey to roughly 400 feet aft of where he was: the battleship's helicopter control platform, which jutted out from the superstructure above her Number 3 turret. This time it wasn't an SH-60 Sea Hawk that was bringing evacuees, but a Navy CH-53E Super Stallion. The Super Stallion came in at an angle, so that it could fit on the battleship's fantail. At 99 feet long, getting the bird onto Texas was somewhat tricky. The ship's aftermost turret, Turret 4, had been rotated so that the guns pointed to sea. This was necessary to make room for the chopper.
 
 The rotor wash from the CH-53 was evident on the water as it approached the battleship. Eddie had to hold onto his hat to keep from losing it.The pilot set it down gently on the ship's fantail and shut down the Stallion's three GE turbo-shaft engines, which made the wind buffeting Eddie and the crewmen on station cease.
 
 Four crewman went out to meet the CH-53. The doors opened, a flight crew member stepped out, and began helping the frightened and confused tourists out of the aircraft. Eddie climbed down the stairs and onto the main deck of the Texas and went out to meet those coming aboard.
 
S.W. Eddie: Welcome to the battleship USS Texas, I'm Captain Dixon. You'll stay here for a little while before we send you out to one of the amphibious assault ships. I'm not going to lie to you, it's not going to be too comfortable on board. But we'll give you a good hot meal and a place to stay for a bit. You should know that we are still operating under wartime conditions, so you'll need to do what you're told. You can't just wander around freely.
 
 The group of tourists nodded.
 
S.W. Eddie: Any of y'all that need medical attention will be taken care of right away. Everyone else, these men will escort you to one of the mess halls.
 
 The ragtag group of tourists trudged away, led by several crewmen. A few were bandaged up a bit, and sent to the ship's infirmary. Fortunately, no one was too seriously injured.
 
 After watching the evacuees go below decks, Eddie turned and made his way back to the bridge. The Super Stallion would stay on the battleship's fantail until the group was ready to be sent to one of the amphibians. Meantime, the captain was needed elsewhere.  
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Alex II, Hondo, and a couple other CIA agents step out of the van and prepare to attack and get Triela out.
 
Alex II: Hondo, how long has Angelica got?
 
Hondo: No as long as I'd like. We need to make this fast.
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inside the building:
 
Rouge CIA Agent Derrick Williams: Well Triela is secured so let take her now before anyone is stupid enough to try to get her.
 
Histmerser: No Derrick, I want to see this CIA Agent you told me about. I want to see if he is really that good. Besides, Even if that Cowboy comes with him he'll be the first one dead.
 
Derrick: If you die then I am taking her with me before Alex II get to me.
 
Histmer: I won't die, but If i need a hand I'll signal for you. So don't expect a signal.
 
Derrick: Right *To Triea*  North Korea Would Love to pay money for you he he he *Calling Kim Jang Wang* Kim. Yes, this is Derrick. I got your merchandise.  How much are you willing to pay for a Little Girl Killing Cyborg? *Listening* $1,000,000,000,000 in NK Means $7,300,000,000 in US dollars. Good! Have the payment ready. I will be there tomorrow.  Oh, Please tell your NK Boys to not shoot at my plane. A pleasure doing business with you. *hang up the phone*  
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Back outside:
 
 Hondo looked at the poor little gal, who was laying across the seat resting her head in Claes' lap.
 
Hondo: Not sure, Al. If she keeps hope and is as strong a fighter as she was built to be she might last 2 days, but she may not see the day through either, if we don't get somethin' done soon.  
 
 Hondo rang with disgust.
 
Hondo: I should have gotten her to the ship as planned, then came back for Triela. Danm! We need to be inside sneakin' up on the enemy then soundin' the charge!" Hondo leaned against the van, took out a pistol, an' cleaned it for the twentieth time since he entered the van earlier.  
 
 The others looked at him worried like, then looked away. Hondo noticed their stares and confusion.
 
Hondo: Sorry 'bout that. I've been on edge since I heard we lost Fernando. He knew how to keep me busy and handle my nervous energy when I got all worked up over waitin'. I am used top workin' by myself and hate relyin' on anyone! No offence. Fernando is the one fella that I can say I liked to work with. He understands, you folks don't. I am in the dark here, when I was with the boss man, everythin' was clear as crystal.
 
Alex II: I can kind of understand. I too would not like to be in your place, but I can not give you any more info or let you work out of the group.
 
Hondo: No offense, but I am only workin' with you to help these gals. You are CIA. Because of the info an' trainin' used on these girls, I don't really trust you. You have to be loyal to the CIA an' it's wishes. I am loyal to my God, my Friends, an' then to what I think is right. No direct higher authorities that can fire me, slam me in the hoosegow, or can watch my every move and demand reports.
 
Bink: We understand.
 
Hondo: I wasn't meanin' that for you girls, but no, you don't understand. That is why I am here. To make sure you have the chance to understand.
 
  The girls all looked at each other an' then at Hondo and for the first time, since they have been together, smiled.
 
Claes: I like to learn new things. Thank you for the chance.
 
Hondo: I keep tellin' ya! Don't thank me until we're out of this.  
 
 Hondo said that with a mock stern look that did not fool the girls.  
 
Hondo: Anyway, the one who deserves the thanks is not here.
 
 Hondo looked back at the pistol in his hands, sadly.
 
Bink: We know, but he would have wanted us to tell you. He trusted you and told us to do the same.
 
Hondo: Thanks, Bink. I needed that.  
 
 Hondo gave them a half smile then looked back at his gun.
 
Hondo (thinkin'):  now if I can only get the precious little gals out of here once we get the last one.
 
Alex II: OK, we will be out of here in 2 hours. So, lets do this!
 
They all jumped back into the van. Alex II started the engine up and drove to the buildings gates. Alex II floored the van, as he put on the front force field and opened up with the front guns clearing out the guards at the gate and those inside the gate after they smashed through it
 
Derrick saw this: ALEX II! MAN I am Leaving! Histmerser can do what he wants to do. All I want is that Money.  
 
Taking Triela, Derrick heads for his car.
 
 
Hondo jumped out of the van first followed by the other agents
 
Hesitermer: Well Hondo, I'll attend to Alex II, but I have a nice treat for you.
 
Alex II jumped from the van. His agents going around either side of the building.  
 
Alex II: Hondo Stay and Protect the Girls! I am going to get Derrick and Treila.
 
 Alex II fired his AK-47 at a guard who rushed out. The guard fell in a puddle of his own blood.
 
 
Histermer was on the top of the bulding and saw Alex II run towards the building.
 
Histermer: Time to die Alex II
 
Just before Alex II got to the door he looked. Alex II saw the man on top of the building and fired at him. A bullet hit the man along side the head, which knocked him down and stunned him for the moment.
 
Alex II: Now where is Derrick and Treila?
 
 Alex II looked toward the rear parking lot and saw Derrick holding Terila's hand while running to his car
 
Alex II: Not this time  
 
Alex II then jump on the roof and fired a rocket, from the small rocket blaster on his AK-47 towards Derrick car. Alex II ran across the roof as the car blew up then he jump on top of Derrick and they began to fight.  Both iknew some form of martial arts so the fight was good and long. As they fought they talked.
 
Alex II: I am going to take you, Derrick, back to the US for a Trial for your crimes against us and you going to rot in prison!
 
Derrick: HA I love doing this. I so wanted to see you die before I leave, but I didn't think I'd have the time. Well, I'm now out of time so, now it's time to DIE!
 
Derrick pulls out a samurai sword and swings it at Alex II neck. Alex II dodges it and take his own sword out and they start the traditional samutai sword fight to the death.
 
Derrick:I have a surprise for your friend, Hondo. My clone, Derrick 2 is heading to Hondo right now.  H Ha HA!
 
Alex II: WHAT !!*Keep blocking Derrick Sword*
 
Back at the car:
 
 Derrick 2 approached the van with his two 9mm pistols pointed at the figure sitting in the van, with face turned away, wearing the western hat and duster.
 
Derrick 2: HONDO! I am Derrick 2! Time to die!!
 
Voice to Derrick 2's left: For you to die.  
 
 The figure in the van removed the hat letting her long blond hair fall out of the hat as she turned to look at Derrick 2. Bink was kneeling on the seat wearing Hondo's Hat an' bullet proof duster. Derrick 2s eyes got wide.
 
 Hondo was watching from beside the building as Derrick 2 approached and made his 'greeting'. When Hondo spoke Bink took off the hat and revealed to Derrick 2 that he had been made a fool of. Hondo knew Derrick 2 would not be reasonable. He would be furious in the least, therefore not thinking clearly. Hondo still had his leather vest on, which was bullet proof, an' had his Colt dragoon .50 cal. in hand.  
 
 Derrick 2 spun 90 degrees to the left to face Hondo, shooting as he spun. Two bullets found Hondo, one was stopped by the vest covering his shoulder the other just creased his left arm.  
 
 Even so Hondo brought the gun to bear an' shot with lightning speed an' accuracy. Hondo knew, since this maniac had 2 rapid firing pistols, he needed to take him out in one shot. He figuring Derrick 2 had on a bullet proof vest, so the only one shot weak area was the head.
 
BOOOOM!!  
 
 The .50 cal. Dragoon leaped in Hondo's hand an' Derrick 2 was no more.  
 
 Bink, Claes, and Rico high fived each other, and Hondo just stood there a moment with a look of disgust on his face.
 
Hondo mumbled: He had to be by the van, didn't he! Alex II will not be happy with the mess on his van.
 
 Hondo grabbed a rain coat out of the back of the van an' laid it over the dead clone. He turned and spoke to the girls.
 
Hondo: He played with the devil an' this is how he went. This is also why we are helping you girls. Put God first an' others second then death will matter little an' you won't die like this; with out honor.
 
 Hondo took his coat an' hat back from Bink an' put them on. He reloaded his empty chamber on his pistol, pulled out another, just in case.
 
Hondo: What is takin' Al so long? He'd better get back soon, or I'll have to go in after him.
 
 Back at the remains of Derricks car Alex II and the real Derrick are still locked in mortal combat. After a while Triela gets a bit tired of it. Triela, who is standing close to Derrick, does a quick spin landing her right foot to the back of his right knee followed by her right elbow just below his chest. As Derrick goes down, Triela finishes him off with a right-hand chop to the back of his neck. Derrick is down for the count.  
 
Alex II bend down and rested his hands on his knees to catch his breath quick like. Alex II then looked up at Triela.
 
Alex II: Thanks Triela. Ready to join the others?
 
 Triela just nodded. Alex II threw hand cuffs on Derrick's arms, slung him over his shoulder then walked to the car. Triela followed close behind.
 
 Hondo was getting ready to go look for Alex II when he came around the side of the building carrying Derrick and Triela followed closely behind.
 
Alex II: You are still in one piece I see.  
 
Hondo: We're all in one piece, but how 'bout 'im?
 
Alex II: Triela knocked him out.
 
Hondo: Good on you, Gal!
 
Triela: Is he one of us?  
 
 Triela looked suspiciously at Hondo. Both Alex II and Hondo laughed.
 
Alex II: Of course he is.
 
 Alex II then turned and looked at Hondo for a second to see Hondo givin' him a look.
 
Alex II: well at least he is one of the good guys. One of his own is more like it.
 
Hondo: I'm not sure how to take that.
 
 Alex II just chuckled. He still had Derrick on his shoulder.
 
Alex II: Help me with him, would you?
 
Hondo: Sure.  
 
 Hondo grabbed Derricks right arm with his left then started to drop him, but caught him with his left.
 
Hondo snarled: Ahh, forgot 'bout that.
 
Alex II: are you alright?
 
Hondo: This fella's clone creased me on the left an' hit the bullet proofing on the left shoulder. she's not handlin' weight like she should.  
 
 Hondo repositioned to grab Derrick with his right.
 
Alex II: I was meaning to ask how that went.
 
Hondo: You can see for yourself on the other side of the van.
 
 They threw Derrick in the trunk and walked around the side of the van.
 
Alex II: What a mess."  
 
Alex II  looked on Derrick's now dead clone.
 
Hondo: He left me no choice.
 
Alex II: Good shooting, though. I'll call some of our boys to clean this up.
 
Hondo: OK. You need to get back to the ship.
 
Alex II: You too.
 
Hondo: Nope. I'm stayin' here till this is done. I think we will have more work to do. Besides this was too easy, somethin's not right.
 
Alex II: I agree with you there.
 
Hondo: Drop me off at the ambulance; then get to Captain Ready's ship as fast as possible.
 
Alex II: Now look here! I am in Command not you!
 
Hondo growled: Shut up an' get movin'! We don't have time to argue. Either drop me off at the ambulance or get goin' an' I'll walk.
 
Alex II: OK, get in.
 
Alex II (thinkin'): I hope this guy really knows what he is getting into.
 
Hondo (thinkin'): Somethin's up. I have a feelin' ol' Al is in for more then he thinks he is. He needs Fernando back to boss him around a little. Why do I still feel that he is not dead?  
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 Eventually Fernando & Dr. Aiesha get the bot to the basement of his place to be worked on in a future date. Its main power source and control servos too water logged with salt water and shorted out. Until then, there were things to see, places to go and people to do. As it always seems, there is too much to do and not enough time to do it in. Somehow, without alerting anyone, Fernando must get his doctor daughter to the The Enterprise to start dealing with the girls and to it so in under 4 hours. Fernando makes a few phone calls as they walk back upstairs.
 
Fernando: Aiesha, I need you to come with me 1/2 way across the world to deal with a situation that you would find vile and interesting at the same time. But first, you need to do a lot of catching up to do.
 
Dr. Aiesha: What are you talking about, dad?
 
Fernando (Giving Rachel to her): Start reading up in 'Project WarriorMaid' and 'Gunslinger' You got 3 hours to learn it and figure out a cure.
 
Dr.Aiesha (Getting inside the Hearse): Then, where are we going?
 
Fernando: Italy.
 
 Fernando drives to Teterboro Airport, where a borrowed modified NASA T-38 was waiting for them. A NASA Crew was there waiting for them, with 3 T-38s.
 
 Several mechanics were looking over one of the planes as Fernando drives onto the tramac. Several people in flight gear walks over to Fernando and Dr. Aiesha as they got out of the hearse.
 
Fernando: Hello Carl, Denise, everyone.
 
 Denise walks to Fernando with a folded flight gear jacket and a flight helmet: The Enterprise is expecting you, but don't know who you are until you take the helmet off. They will know Dr. Aiesha is with you to deal with the girls.
 
Fernando: Thank you Denise.
 
 Another pilot gives Dr. Aiesha a flight suit and a small bag to put her lab coat and tiny medical tool bag in. It gets locked into the front nose cargo area. She takes the laptop with her.
 
Carl: You know the T-38 is a bit trickier to fly than most. Just take it easy on the controls... #03 is an old bird, but she's never failed on anyone in the past 25 years.
 
Fernando: Thank You, Carl...
 
Denise: Just take it easy with her and she'll get you there in 2 hours. European Airspace is also alerted to your targeted landing time and location, so no one should bother you. If they do, you got chafes, guns, and Electronics Jamming Countermeasures (EJC).
 
Fernando: Thank you.
 
 They start to walk away, as Fernando guides Aiesha to one of the 3 T-38s as the others get into the other two, climb in and start rolling down the runways. After a while, Fernando helps his little girl into the plane and then into the cockpit himself. He reads his instructions and start the plane's engines. Soon they'll be flying to the Enterprise.  
 
 Flying at Mach 2.25, the flight across the Atlantic only takes 90 minutes, much of the time going subsonic to look for the ship. Over the Mediterranean Sea, Fernando turns on the NASA computers to find the Enterprise and the rest of the Fleet. It only takes seconds to verify its location, near Genoa, and not near Gibralter where it was last seen. From 90,000ft Fernando lowers the altitude to 20,000ft when he enters the gateway of the Mediterranean at the Straits of Gibraltar. Though his flight plan was registered with international authorities, military patrols have a perked interest as fighters from the surrounding countries swooped down upon the T-38 to eye it. The large 'N A S A' lettering on the tail of the T-38 tells them that this is a research aircraft and not a hostile aircraft.
 
 Several military tried radio the T-38 as they pulled up along side it. Fernando turned to face then and tap the side of the his helmet, stating to them in pilot sign language 'Dead Radio'. A set of Mig 27s came from Lybia, surrounding the T-38, and after Fernando acknowledges to them that his radio is defunct, one takes to his tail and applies missile lock on him.
 
Fernando (to himself): Stupid Idiot...
 
Dr. Aiesha: What's going on?
 
Fernando: darn stupid Libyan has his missile lock on us...
 
 Fernando reaches over to the dashboard and uncovers his chafe and EJC switches while reading himself to grab the air brake. Just as he prepares himself for an evasive maneuver, the MIGs fly away as a voice crackles into his radio headset.
 
Voice on Radio: NASA 03, this is Strike Fighter Squadron Eight Six (VFA-86). The MIGs have boogied, you are clear to rendezvous with the Enterprise.
 
Fernando: Thank you VFA-86. ETA 15 minutes. See you there.
 
VFA-86: See you there, they are expecting you.
 
 The F-18s fly away, continuing with their flight patrol over the Mediterranean. Fernando lands the T-38 onto the deck of the Enterprise, with the crew and its Captain awaiting. Once on the deck, the passenger/co-pilot canopy opens, and Dr. Aeisha steps out. Fernando remains inside the aircraft until it is stowed away onto the hanger elevator. Fernando gets out of the on the plane once its set on the elevator, still wearing his flight helmet and sun-shield. He walks over to the Captain, and taps him on the shoulder, signaling him to follow. He goes back to his assigned room with Captain Ranger Ready behind.
 
Captain Ranger Ready: Those quarters are closed.
 
 Fernando takes off his helmet to reveal himself.
 
Fernando: Then open it.
 
Captain Ranger Ready: Wait a minute! You were killed fightin*...
 
 Fernando quickly covers Ranger Ready's mouth.
 
Fernando: Shhh... You got spies everywhere. Now open the room and get inside.
 
Captain Ranger Ready hesitates before unlocking the door and entering. Fernando follows, closing the door behind.
 
Captain Ranger Ready: What brings you back from the dead?
 
Fernando: Though there is a partial success in the rescue, too many are taking personal liberties in promoting their own mission objectives for other factions and groups. Furthermore, I brought in Dr. Aiesha, who researched cybernetic implant back in her Premedical Studies. She'll be a key asset in dealing with the girls, provided that we get them here and back to the Cafe. These girls are to be brought back without interference from anyone who would deem a profit in owning them.
 
Captain Ranger Ready (stroking his chin): I see. Well, most of the operations have been moved to the USS Texas, under Captain Eddie.
 
Fernando: We need to reestablish the Enterprise as the center of operations of the rescue mission, and the Texas and the rest of the battle group as her escorts.
 
Captain Ranger Ready: Leave that up to me.
 
Fernando: And Captain.
 
Captain Ranger Ready: Yes?
 
Fernando: Fernando is technically dead, and to continue this facade to fool the spies, I shall be referred to as (Agent) Elfen.
 
Captain Ranger Ready: Elfen, it is. Just explain to me why is there such a heavy interest in these cyborg girls.
 
Fernando: Simple, Captain. These girls are Gunslingers, cyborgs programmed to kill upon orders. Better than any super-solider ever created, so you can see, why so many would want them for themselves.
 
Captain Ranger Ready: And what makes you think that they would follow you?
 
Fernando: I've already started decompiling their conditioning programs, so now they are more inclined to listen and think first before pulling the trigger. Bink especially. Just have part of the medical wing ready for them, and Dr. Aiesha and I will take care of the rest.
 
Captain Ranger Ready: Alright then; this is a lot of trust I'm going to bestow on you, but its something that has to be done... right?
 
Fernando: Right.
 
Captain Ranger Ready: I'll let you rest up from your long flight and I'll personally come back with dinner.
 
Fernando: Don't worry about me, RR keep an eye on Dr. Aiesha for me.
 
Captain Ranger Ready: Hmmm... Alright then.
 
Fernando: I assume that the others are still here?
 
Captain RR: To my knowledge, they are. Unless they transferred to the Texas, I can find out for you.
 
Fernando: Please do, but do not alert them to my presence. I will have to to that when the time is right. For now, I'll spend my time here.
 
Captain Ranger Ready: Will do.
 
Fernando: Thanks... for everything...  
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You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
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 Fernando tries to contact Hondo with no success, and wonders about the others. Thus he takes his stroll up on to the rear of the deck. Watching him going through the various halls within the ship is Dr. Aiesha, who decides to follow him. Once at the rear of the ship, Fernando looks out to the sea. Dr. Aiesha approaches him from behind.
 
Fernando: You could have called out, you know.
 
Dr. Aiesha: How did...(Fernando points to his glasses) oh, never mind. Whats bothering you?
 
Fernando: Nothing really. Just pre/post mission jitters. Hows the medical ward treating you?
 
Dr. Aiesha: Well...
 
Fernando: If you need me to pull rank, I'll get them keel-hauled for you.
 
Dr. Aiesha: It's not that, the staff is great and supportive. It's that I'm not sure what to do.
 
Fernando: Well, this problem is two fold. First part of short and long term psychological care and deprogramming of their killer instincts. I've already started on this, but am afraid that if they start defending themselves in this rescue mission, those killing instincts can kick back in and all the deprogramming I have started will be for not.
 
Dr. Aiesha: I see. Whats the second part?
 
Fernando: These are prepubescent girls. Within I guess a year or two, they will hit puberty, and undergo through those changes. I seriously doubt the cybernetic implants are not compatible. So they must be removed or made compatible...somehow.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Interesting. I don't think anyone has ever thought about that.
 
Fernando: Research is starting now on that with child amputees. No one really gave it any thought until now, and you will have this little group to look over and research.
 
Dr. Aiesha: That's a long term project.
 
Fernando: One you can lead in.
 
Dr. Aiesha: I'm going to need to think about that.
 
Fernando: Don't think, do.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Hmmm...
 
 A red haired squirrel approaches them from behind. Fernando still looks out to the sea, his back to anyone who would approach him.
 
Tammy: You're new here... I seen your plane land earlier today.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Yeah, I was sort of drafted at the last minute.
 
Tammy: Wait a minute- I know you.
 
Dr. Aiesha: What would you make say that?
 
Tammy: You're that squirrelly doctor at Roosevelt Hospital...
 
Fernando: You make sound like it's a bad thing.
 
Tammy: Fernando?
 
 Fernando slowly turns around to face her.
 
Fernando: Who else would be?
 
 Tammy stares at him, unsure how to respond, though she probably has thousand questions to ask.  
 
 Fernando turns to Aiesha.
 
Fernando: If I knew that this would be everyone's reactions, I would have stayed asleep in bed.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Daddy... stop being mean. Everyone's upset because they think you've died.
 
Fernando (Not wanting to answer his daughter, goes over to Tammy): Tammy, snap out of it.
 
 Tammy does not respond, at least for now. Fernando holds her by the shoulder, and lightly tap her on the face. Eventually she does snap out of it.
 
Tammy: It can't be you. I was told you were killed...
 
Fernando: Don't believe everything that you hear. Don't even believe that you even saw a body in a coffin, Tammy. This is a dangerous game that we are playing, and I play to win.
 
Dr. Aiesha: When you play to win, you often have to change the rules.
 
Fernando: Aiesha...
 
Dr. Aiesha: I was just stating a fact.
 
Fernando: It was unnecessary.
 
 Dr. Aiesha does not respond.
 
Tammy (trying to clam down): So what happened?
 
Fernando: Look, I can't say right now. Too many are listening, and even more want who would prefer that we fail. So we must make them think that I am still dead.
 
Tammy: But...
 
Fernando: No buts... I brought my doctor daughter to help out with the girls and we got to get them here. Right now I got to find Jeanette and a couple of others to keep this mission on track.
 
Tammy: I think she is in her room.
 
Fernando: Its almost dinner time, get her to bring DOS and Sincliar to the mess hall, where they will meet with Dr. Aiesha. I will meet up with you all later.
 
Tammy: Anything I should know?
 
Fernando: Just be ready for anything. Now go...
 
 Tammy slowly leaves.
 
Dr. Aiesha: You can be such a meanie head, you know...
 
Fernando: Meanie head? How old are you again?  
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 Walking down a narrow corridor on C Deck, Ranger Ready ponders the happenings of the past several days. The lights overhead are dimmed in accordance with third watch, and the few crewmembers on night duty nod in greeting as he passes them by, his steps taking him invariably to the VIP cabin. Noticing that the door is closed, he knocks softly. It takes a moment, but a sleepy voice answers from inside.
 
Wild Irish Rose: Coming!
 
 The hatch door clatters open a few seconds later, as Rose finishes smoothing her sleep-matted hair with one hand.
 
Wild Irish Rose: Well, you're up late, Captain sir. But then, that's nothing new.
 
Ranger Ready: Can I come in? We need to talk.
 
 Stepping across the threshold, Ranger Ready immediately sticks a small, blinking device to the inside of the door, as it closes.
 
Wild Irish Rose: What's that?
 
Ranger Ready: Sound dampener. We've got operatives on this ship, still, and I don't want them listening in.
 
 W.I. Rose's eyes widen, as she pulls several chairs around the small dinette table.
 
Wild Irish Rose: I thought this mission was almost over!
 
Ranger Ready: Far from it. I think we're just hitting the tip of the iceberg...Donnelly's project was rooted deep. Too deep, for my liking.
 
Wild Irish Rose: I figured most of it would fall into disarray by now, what with Fernando killing him and all.
 
Ranger Ready: I'm not convinced he did.
 
 Rose has just started to pour herself a soda from the small refrigerator, and abruptly spills it.
 
Wild Irish Rose: What!
 
Ranger Ready: Rosie, what I'm about to tell you is highly privileged information. At least, so I'm told.
 
Wild Irish Rose: Well, the last time I checked, you did have me listed with a captain's security clearance.
 
 The sarcasm in her voice doesn't escape Captain Ready's notice, and he chuckles.
 
Ranger Ready: Touche. You might want to sit down, for this one.
 
Wild Irish Rose: Why do I get the feeling that we're about to get into trouble again?
 
Ranger Ready: Because we just might. Fernando's alive.
 
Wild Irish Rose: Oh, that! I knew that hours ago.
 
 It's Ranger Ready's turn to be surprised, as her green-blue eyes sparkle with amusement in the low light.
 
Ranger Ready: I'm not going to ask how...because I probably wouldn't want to know, would I?
 
Wild Irish Rose: Oh come on, Charlie, it's nothing so sinister. I may just be a little country girl...but I am observant.
 
Ranger ready: That you are, cute stuff. That you are.
 
 Reaching into the satchel that hangs from his shoulder, Captain Ready draws out a bundle, wrapped in soft, oiled cloth.
 
Ranger ready: You might need these. I had them sent up by courier.
 
 Placing the package onto the table, he unwraps it, revealing a matched pair of softly glowing, nickel-plated Peacemaker revolvers. Smiling, she fingers the finely tooled leather belt fondly.
 
Wild Irish Rose: I was hoping you'd remember. If I'm going to be armed, I'd like it to be with old friends!
 
Ranger ready: Now there's a sentiment I can understand! At any rate, keep what I said to yourself...because I think there's still more going on under the surface here than meets the eye. We need to be ready. Now then, I'm going to go and ferret out some spies.
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 As Alex II speeds down the road with Hondo, the girls, a couple agents an' a tied up Derrick in the trunk he makes several phone calls. AS they near the location of the ambulance that Hondo had hidden Alex II turns to Hondo.
 
Alex II: Listen, Hondo, I know you wanted me to take the girls right to the plan but I can't.
 
Hondo: What?!? Listen, These little ladies need gotten out of here A-Sap! 'Specially Angelica. She needs attention fast.
 
Alex II: The agency says she can wait. They want Derrick first then I can come get them and fly them out of here.
 
Hondo: Damn the agency an' every agency in yur whole dang blasted bowl of alphabet soup!
 
Cleas: That used to be Mr. Fernando's line, but I think you killed it, Mr. Hondo.
 
  Hondo ignored Claes for the moment.
 
Alex II: Listen, Hondo, I have responsibilities to the agency as I work for them, I also have a family to watch over and protect. I don't have the luxury of of doing what I feel is right to do first like you loose cannon, lone agent types do! I wish I did. Don't make this any hardwer on me.
 
Hondo snarled: Harder on you? I'm the one that can't get the girls out of here, so I'm stuck hidin' for now. So I hafta wait an' watch this precious life fade out 'cause your leaders want to talk to that wanna be bad boy tied up in your trunk??? An' don't tell me that little gal's life isn't precious. We'd not be riskin' our necks ifin it wasn't.
 
Alex II Pulls up along side the hidden ambulance an' stops the van.
 
Alex II: I know. I know! But I have to do this first. You have enough supplies in the ambulance to help. I should have kept Nurse Red for a while longer to help you, but She was taken to the embassy for debriefing.
 
Hondo: What if this was your child?
 
Alex II slammed his fist on the van's dash.
 
Alex II: Damn it, Hondo! Don't you think I've already thought about that! I can do nothing more! Now Please get them out. I will return tonight. I promise I'll stop no longer than needed. No get moving so I can be back faster!  
 
Hondo: Be it it your head.
 
 Hondo got out of the van an' let the girls out. Hondo had to lift out Angelica an' carry her to the ambulance. Bink an' Claes helped carry her IV an' some other supplies that were borrowed from the hospital. Hondo laid her on a cot in the back an' got her situated. The girls all crowded in around her an' talked amongst themselves. Some of the talk is Bink an' Claes reasurin' the other gals that this is right. Had it not been for the bond between the girls themselves Hondo was sure this would have never worked.  
 
 Triela seemed to be the hardest to convince that she was doin' right. Had her handler been involved in the fight Hondo was sure they would not have her now. Rico was fairly easily convinced an' she helped calm Triela on that whole matter as well.
 
 Hondo climbed into the driver seat of the ambulance an' looked for his Palm pilot but found the screen smashed.
 
Hondo mumbled: Must have done that in the fight earlier.
 
 Hondo wired it into the ambulances computer an' used the on board screen. The only problem with that was it now was only voice command an' the e-mail and voice command would not run at the same time.
 
Hondo snarled: Piece of junk!  
 
He duct taped it to the dash in case he needs the other features later.
 
Hondo (thinkin'): Now I'm  further limited in comunicatin' with the others.
 
 He looked over at the passengers seat. There lay the radio Fernando had given him to use to communicate to him with. Hondo didn't know why, but he felt an urge to turn it on an' leave it on.
 
Hondo (thinkin'): They can't trace me with it, so might as well.
 
 He turned it on and laid it back on the seat.
 
Hondo  mumbled: Well, here we go again.  
 
Hondo didn't feel safe stayin' in the current spot that he was in since Alex II's van had left tire marks to an' from his location.  So he headed back to his safe hidden spot that was 5 miles from the air port.
 
 Once they reached the spot intrended Hondo 'fluffed the grass an' feathered out all traks in the dirt an' gravel to hide where they had approached from. He then handed out some food to the girls, replaced Angelica's IV bag an' sat back into the front seat. He told the girls that they had better rest up as he wasn't sure when they would hafta take off. Hondo lay back into his seat an' pulled his hat down over his eyes.
 
Hondo mumbled: Maybe I can catch a nap a'fore anythin' else happens. Isn't likely the way my day's goin'!
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 A few more words are exchanged, and everyone leaves to where they would prefer to be; Fernando goes to the gallery and gathers up a Roast Beef and Swiss Cheese on a Kaiser Roll (double the meat). He takes the the sandwich back to the stern of the ship. Looking out, he munches away on one of the cut halfs.
 
 Once done, he takes out his tiny hand-held 2-way radio, and tries to call Hondo. At 3 watts, and a couple of hundred miles at sea, the possibility of the radio signal reaching Hondo is very remote. At best, Hondo would receive a signal that was more static than anything else.
With no reply after a couple of minutes, Fernando puts away his radio and continues munching on the other 1/2 of his sandwich. Unfortunately, the sandwich had gotten cold while he ate the first 1/2 and used the radio. He eats it anyway.  
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 Hondo was woken up by a crackling of his radio.
 
Hondo growled: What in the world?I don't even know why I turned it on. It has so little power, but someone may be trin' to contact me. Alex II knows I have it an' knows the frequency, an' maybe RR knows as well. I'm not sure if Fernando told him before he died. Or is he dead? Oh, dawg gone it! I'll never sleep now!
 
 Hondo sat up in the driver seat where he had been sleeping. He picked up the radio an' looked at it for a moment. He then looked down at some stuff he'd brought with him from the safe house.
 
Hondo grinned a bit as an idea hit him. He grabbed an old glass tube type CB he had found in the basement of the hideout and had stashed aboard. He rewired it an' hooked the radio to it.
 
Hondo (thinkin'): An old trick my grandfather showed me.
 
 He grinned to himself as he powered it up.  
 
Hondo (thinkin'): I remember he said when he used to live in Maine he could talk to Pedro in Mexico city an' Eskimo Bill in Alaska. Maybe I can pick up Ranger Ready's ship an' find out if anythin' big is goin' on there.
 
  He was satisfied with his work, but still tired. Hondo turned it on to the radio frequency Fernando had originally gave him an laid back onto the seat.  
 
Hondo mumbled: Now if they need me, they can call me, and it is not too far. Probable wait again until I just fall asleep. 7 hours sleep in 4 days. Could be worse I reckon.
 
 Hondo looked back at the girls who were all still asleep as they were all exhausted. Claes was curled up with Angelica as if to protect her an' Bink had her head rested against the side close to angelica's face. Bink opened her eyes momentarily an' looked over at Hondo who was lookin' back at her. She smiled a sleepy smile then went back to sleep. Hondo had to grin himself. He then closed his eyes an' drifted back to sleep.  
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 Tammy gathered the others onto a table on the side of the gallery for dinner meeting. DOS does not select anything, sits down with them. Among the group, there was an eerie quiet settled on them. Not wanting to answer anyone, Tammy dives into her meal. Eventually, Jeanette decides to take charge and asks a question.
 
Jeanette: Tammy, why did you bring us to this meeting?
 
 Tammy just glances upwards to Jeanette before stuffing her face with a forkful of pasta with Alfredo Sauce. From behind, somebody puts a bowl of ice cream in front of DOS, then continues to walk behind the others and sits next to Dr. Aiesha.
 
DOS: HEY!
 
Fernando (as he sits down): It's not like you can not eat, you just don't want too. If you want to consider yourself alive you will need to enjoy some of life's treats.
 
 Everyone stares at Fernando, except for Dr. Aiesha and Tammy; Tammy prefers to stare down at her meal.
 
Fernando: What are you guys looking at?
 
Jeanette: You're reported to have been killed...
 
Fernando (interrupting her): First, lets keep that little fact to ourselves. Second, to some this is a game, and a person's life is no better than a pawn on the checkered board. Your life is no better than a pawn on a checkerboard; mine has already been sacrificed for this mission. So in short, what I'm trying to say is we need to put an end to this game as quickly as possible, and at the same time, play to win.
 
Jeanette: How do you propose to do that?
 
Fernando: Again Jeanette- to have you lead. I went out to take care of a larger target, but found a more obstacles in the way. Now, I don't want to hear that you can not do something due to fears or irrational ideas. You have options here. I brought in one more.
 
Jeanette: I'm not flying...
 
 Fernando slaps the table hard with his left hand, denting it where he hit it. It rings almost like a bell.
 
Fernando (almost yelling): You have options... why do you think DOS and Sinclair are here?
 
 Jeanette just stares at him, as does most of the crew enjoying their meals.
 
Fernando: Leaders lead by example. Not by sitting scared in some office and dish out orders from behind a desk.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Daddy...?
 
Fernando: I know... not only have I dented the table, I've also broken several bones doing it.
 
 Fernando claws the skin on the back of his wrist, making it taut and lifting it to put on his lap.
 
Jeanette: I'll go get the first aide kit.
 
Fernando: Leave that chair and I'll guarantee you won't make it out that door.
 
Jeanette: I'm not going to take threats lightly...
 
Fernando: Its not a threat- right now as we speak, several spies on this ship are aware of your presence on this ship. They think I'm somebody else, but are willing to take you out as soon as they can. Soon can be now if you walk out of here, so I advise you to sit and stay right where you are. I have a lot to say.
 
Jeanette: I think I want out of this then.
 
Fernando: If it were so easy to have done so, I would have done it a long time ago. Now lets get back to this rescue operation, because this it what it is- a rescue.
 
Sinclair: Are you going to need our services?
 
Fernando (looking at Jeanette): Yes, as pilots. Be ready at the crack of Dawn, your LJ-60 will be ready for an early morning launch.
 
Sinclair: Destination?
 
Fernando: To be determined.
 
DOS: Why?
 
Fernando: Hondo and Alex II have lost themselves onto personal engagements within the missions and it needs to be put to an end. But I have to get their locations first; I'll be doing that all night.
 
Dr. Aiesha: What about the rest of us?
 
Fernando: Everyone has their place here, their respective duties to fulfill. I expect no one to go against orders or jeopardize the mission. Everything is as of it was when we started; except Jeanette is leading now.
 
Jeanette: What about you?
 
Fernando (pulling a couple of report folders from his laptop bag): I have to run independent. There is a lot more to this mission that meets the eye.
 
 Fernando hands the folder to Jeanette, Dr. Aiesha, and DOS. Each cover has the title "D.A.R.Y.L Data Acquiring Roving Youth Lifeform"
 
Dr. Aiesha: What is this?
 
Fernando: It is all the information about Daryl, the first cyborg known to have been built in 1985. The report starts from theory, construction, programming, accidental release, supposed destruction, program shutdown, and medical records.
 
 A tall squirrel in his early to mid 30's walks over to the their table.
 
Tall squirrel: Is there room for one more?
 
Fernando: Grab a seat and join us... Daryl.
 
 Everyone turn to face him, not believing what they have just heard.
 
Fernando: Everyone, this is Daryl. Daryl, this is... (as he points them out), DOS, Sinclair, Tammy, Jeanette Isabelle, and Dr. Aiesha. Daryl has been here waiting for me to make myself known to him, since he is a cyborg, he is a cyborg specialist. Believe me, finding him was an impossibility...
 
Daryl: Like you had taught me, hide in plain sight.
 
Dr. Aiesha: To what extent will he be working with us?
 
Daryl: I believe that I will be with the team to the cyborgs' recovery and then assist you on their medical needs.
 
Dr. Aiesha: What extent does your plants involve?
 
Fernando: You should not ask that from a cyborg.
 
Daryl: Its OK, Fernando. Dr. Aiesha- my entire brain is a 3D computational construct with over 100 terabyte of solid state storage and 101.7 TFlops/sec operation, connected to the upper spinal cord to interface to the body. It is is programmed with a model of a real brain and function, and has a tiny nuclear battery to keep it running almost indefinitely. The rest of me is untouched.
 
Dr. Aiesha: An entire brain? Weren't you alive once?
 
Daryl: That part of my past is unknown to me.
 
Fernando: There are other cyborgs, but Daryl is closest to what I have naturally.
 
Tammy (finally gets into the conversation): You?
 
Fernando: Thanks to a nucleotide gene flip, I have Silver in my nerves and other parts of my body instead of Potassium, Sodium, and metallic elements. That's why I can do certain things that almost impossible for others, and yet I'm vulnerable to other things...
 
 Tammy just stares back at him.
 
Fernando: Look, I'm not a monster. Just different.
 
Jeanette (pointing at the dent on the table): You act like it at times.
 
Fernando: No, that was a guy thing... letting pent up anger to escape.
 
Jeanette: Whats the difference?
 
Fernando: Let's not get into that. We have a mission to finish... Either lead, follow or get out of the way. Problem is, two of those options were deleted, leaving you with one.
 
Jeanette: Pray tell which one is that?
 
Fernando: Lead. I will advise and assist while I continue other parts of the mission.
 
 Back on the Carolina, the ship's crew went into automatic pilot mode as they went about to rescue the fallen couple. They find the admiral, dead, but somehow holding onto the ship's rudder. They haul up the body and take it to their medical bay for an autopsy later.
 
 Over a day has past, the chef medical officer comes back to identify and autopsy the body, but find a ripped open body bag inside the cadaver drawer.  
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 Aboard the carrier USS Enterprise, the night passes slowly, but uneventfully, the great ship rocking gently at anchor as those few sailors that pull night shift duty traverse the decks, carrying out their tasks with long practiced ease of skill. From the railings, running lights shine out across the water, scanning the perimeter around the vessel for any sign of treachery or assault.
 
Guard #1: One o'clock, an' alllllll's welllll!
 
Guard #2: Quiet, nutsy! You wanna wake up the whole ship?
 
 Chuckling, Ranger Ready watches the antics of his two feathered watchmen with amusement. Traveling back to the bridge, he burrows down comfortably in the captain's chair, and tips his white and gold hat down over his eyes.
 
Ranger Ready: Wake me if anything eventful happens, Lieutenant.
 
Comm Officer: Aye-aye, sir
 
 Dozing slightly, Captain Ready goes over the events of the past several days in his mind, almost unconsciously. The battle of wills with his former superior has left him puzzled, wondering what could have possessed an officer like Donnelly, and undoubtedly those under him, to partake in such a plot. The admiral's cybernetics involvement has only deepened the mystery, the threads of which scatter themselves into the winds, and refuse to come together.*
 
Comm Officer: Condition yellow! Sickbay, full alert! Condition yellow!
 
 Snapping to full alertness, Captain Ready leaps up from the center seat, positioning himself over the navigator's shoulder in mere seconds.
 
Ranger ready: What've we got?
 
Comm Officer: Body in the water, Captain. Crewman overboard, looks like!
 
Ranger Ready: Alive?
 
Comm officer: As far as they can tell. Well have her aboard in a minute.
 
Ranger Ready: Her?
 
 Suspicion edging at the corners of his mind, the captain takes the nearest stairwell onto the flight deck, and stands impassively as the ship's medical team slowly lower the still form to the deck. Enterprise's CMO, Doctor Nymbala, examines the injured crewman with interest. The fruit bat answers Captain Ready's unspoken question without being asked.
 
Doctor Nymbala: Hmm...tigress. Not many of dese in de fleet, eh mon?
 
Ranger Ready:Not many, at all. Come to think of it, I only know of one.
 
Doctor Nymbala: Ol' Cap'n Eddie's friend?
 
Ranger Ready:You got it. How is she?
 
 A rough cough sounds as the tiger sits up, spitting out a mouthful of water.
 
Tigress:Lousy, but I'll live. Lieutenant-Commander Amanda Hasegawa, reporting, sir.
 
Ranger Ready: Good to meet you, Commander...although I do wish it was under less mysterious circumstances. Mind letting me in on why you decided to take a midnight swim?
 
 Her face contorts into a snarl, as memory begins to slowly return.
 
Commander Hasegawa: You tell me. The last I remember, someone put a wrench to my head, and here I am.
 
Doctor Nymbala: You got a pretty good concussion dere, girl. Come down to me office, I says. We fix dat right up!
 
 Watching the doctor lead the new arrival below decks, Captain Ranger Charles Ready returns to the railing, staring out across the darkened deep. Something is stirring, and he can feel in the back of his mind that the plot is about to take a twist, somewhere or other....but where? Settling himself against the barrier, he breathes in a lungful of fresh sea air, and lets his eyes adjust to the starlight.
 
Ranger Ready: Oh Lord....
 
 Off the port bow, the North Carolina is proceeding at full steam, making her way on a reverse course, and already operating on a considerable head start, having already grown small on the horizon.
 
Ranger Ready: Red alert! All hands, shift your carcasses on deck! Condition red! Move it!
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 The captain's alert travels over the ship like lightning. Rose is startled awake and, falling out of bed, hits the floor with a soft thunk!
 
Wild Irish Rose: RRgggghh! Charlie! Can't you ever go to sleep at a decent hour?!
 
 Assuming he is waking her up to talk again.
 
As her head clears, she realizes he is not outside her door.....
 
Wild Irish Rose: It's happened
 
 Flinging on some clothes, Rose grabs her gun belt off the chair by the door and goes running up to the deck
 
Wild Irish Rose: Charlie! Charlie, Charlie!!! What's going on!?"  
 
 He quickly briefs her on the situation and points to the retreating ship.
 
Wild Irish Rose: You mean somebody stole the North Carolina? Blast them!!
 
 A natural hothead, she begins shouting insults at the retreating ship. Rosie quickly begins ramming bullets into the chambers of her Peacemakers. This time not bothering to leave the hammer chamber empty.
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 The North Carolina had only steamed away a few miles when all of the sudden she stopped. Her lights flickered and died. Five minutes passed...then ten, then fifteen. Meanwhile, the USS Texas had turned to pursue Carolina..
 
 After 20 minutes, Carolina's lights came back on and she slowly came about. Her signal light flashed.
 
"Thorpe and company in brig." A recognition code was flashed as well. On Enterprise, Ms. Hasegawa saw the code and smirked.
 
Commander Hasegawa: It is legitimate, Captain Ready. My memory is returning now...Captain Thorpe and his men slipped out of the CIC once they had fully realized that they were no longer in control of the ship. I expect that Thorpe dispatched armed men to key stations to enforce his orders. Fortunately, I took the liberty of flooding the ship's magazines. All of the propellant for the main guns is now useless.
 
The tigress stood up, shakily.  
 
Commander Hasegawa: A message to that effect needs to be sent to the Texas.
 
 Meanwhile, Texas caught up to and came alongside the smaller battleship. It appeared that a small skirmish had been fought on her decks, Eddie thought.
 
A voice carried across the waters: Ahoy, Texas! We've got some troublemakers we want to transfer to you!
 
 Eddie stepped out onto the bridge wing of his command.
 
S.W. Eddie: Who's that?
 
Voice: Lieutenant Commander James McMann, assistant chief engineer and acting captain! Thorpe got loose and caused some trouble before we rounded him up!
 
S.W. Eddie: Match their speed and throw a line over!
 
 Eddie instructed the officer of the deck (OOD).  
 
S.W. Eddie: And get a squad of the ship's marines up here to make sure there's no surprises.
 
 Several minutes later, the two battleships were steaming 50 feet apart, with lines between the two. Several handcuffed men were being loaded into a basket for transfer to the Texas. Eddie was personally down there to "greet" them when they arrived.
 
Eddie said as the traitors were brought aboard: Normally I'd welcome you aboard my ship, but in this case you're anything but welcome. How you thought you could effectively commandeer a battleship is beyond me.
 
Thorpe spat: Dixon!  You'll pay for this! You disobeyed your orders!
 
 Eddie asked in a half-amused tone: Really? You're a fine one to talk, seein' as how you've already lost your commission and are facing court-martial. For treason.
 
Thorpe: If you'd sunk Enterprise, none of that would matter!
 
S.W. Eddie: Buddy, I ain't gonna go around sinking historical American warships--or ANY American warships--just because some admiral has a personal vendetta. An admiral that's now dead, by the way.
 
 Eddie turned to the Marines.
 
S.W. Eddie: Boys, take these men to the brig. Put them in separate cells as far apart from each other as possible, and guard them round the clock. And if any of 'em make the slightest move to escape, shoot 'em. I won't have traitors loose on MY ship.
 
Marines: Yes sir!
 
 As he was lead away, Thorpe yelled back.
Thorpe: You'll pay for this Dixon! You messed with the wrong people! I'll see your career ruined! Enjoy your last cruise!
 
S.W. Eddie: Oh, shut up and stuff it in yer windsock! I've heard better vengeance threats than that!
 
 As Eddie turned back to survey North Carolina, a crewman ran up to him.
 
Crewman: Message for you sir, from the Enterprise. They hauled a Commander Hasegawa aboard, sir.
 
S.W. Eddie: Let me see that.
 
Eddie accepted the note from the crewman and read it.
 
   TO USS TEXAS: COMMANDER HASEGAWA PULLED FROM OCEAN. SHE REQUESTS TO MEET WITH YOU. SHE SAYS THAT YOU SHOULD KNOW NORTH CAROLINA'S MAGAZINES HAVE BEEN FLOODED. THORPE ESCAPED THE CIC."
 
S.W. Eddie: Alright, I'll be in the radio shack in a moment. Tell them to get ready to send a reply back to Enterprise. And get ready for another personnel transfer.
 
Crewman: Aye, sir.
 
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You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
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Reply #15 - Aug 2nd, 2010, 4:49pm
 
Dr. Aiesha and Daryl were in the infirmary as the activity went on around them; the ship's doctor and the captain taking care of their new visitor. Soon the doctor, captain and visitor leaves after the visitor is treated for her injuries.
 
Dr. Aiesha (as she checks and rechecks the equipment for the cyborgs): You got any of that?
 
Daryl: All of it. Want it as an mp3 download?
 
Dr. Aiesha (staring at Daryl in a confused manner): Just hold onto that, please.
 
Daryl: Will do.
 
 They continue setting up the equipment, and preparing for their worst case: Angelina.
 
 
 Once things has quieted down, Tammy approaches Fernando's door, knocking on it. Not wanting to, Fernando takes his time getting out of bed and opens the door.
 
Fernando (as he looks at her): Yes?
 
Tammy (as she walks into his room): Can I have a minute with you?
 
Fernando (as he turns on the lights to his room, then reaches for his glasses): Sure... what's on  
your mind?
 
Tammy: Many things are on my mind...
 
Fernando (interrupting her): Start counting them off.
 
Tammy: First off, why are you giving leadership to Jeanette? You are more capable than most here.
 
Fernando: This mission has to be divided into 2 fronts. 1- rescue Bink and the girls. 2- make sure that no other faction, group or agency is going to interfere with the rescue and going home. I can't do both at the same time.
 
Tammy: Why Jeanette?
 
Fernando: Because she is my medical rescue partner. Why, you have doubts about her?
 
Tammy: I don't think she's capable of doing what needs to be done.
 
Fernando: She can hold out on her own pretty well.
 
Tammy: She does not act like she could.
 
Fernando: Don't let that fool you. She is more than capable.
 
Tammy: Why don't you take over?
 
Fernando: Why do you want me to?
 
Tammy: Consider it to be selfish, but I don't care about the others being saved. I just want Bink back, and am willing to pay any price for her.
 
Fernando: Don't ever say that you'll pay any price, because when you do, you just might end up doing so.
 
Tammy: I'm at that point now...
 
Fernando (interrupting her): Does it matter what needs to be done in order to save Bink? I mean, I had to rescue you too because others tried to collect on that reward on your bushy tail of yours.
 
Tammy: You saved me in less time than those who were going to come in to pay that reward. Then you managed to get Bink, along with another girl... as far as I was concerned that should have been the end of that.
 
Fernando: But yet, Bink and Claes left... to find Angelica and the others. Furthermore, their handlers and others involved with them are still a danger to Bink, the girls and to us. You really think that, lets supposed that we did take Bink home, that they would let you live long enough to be happy with Bink unmolested? No... They would have waited for a while, to observe you and Bink and then one day- you'd be found dead and Bink missing. That is what I am trying to stop, because the people we are dealing with are not nice people! Understand where I am coming from?!!
 
 Tammy sits down on the edge of the bed, putting her folded hands between her knees, and looks down at the floor. She does not answer.
 
Fernando: So if you are so willing to pay any price, deary... be prepared to pay with your life, soul and body. But don't expect me to demand payment... regardless of what others may think of me, I do have some very high morals I strictly adhere to. Its that those morals may not be compatible with anyone elses. So my mind is clear on this- Jeanette's leading the rescue while I deal with the threats that can spring up. There will be no further discussions on this.
 
Tammy (holding back her tears): I understand.
 
Fernando: Good. Now I need you to leave so I can catch up on my sleep... alone!
 
 Tammy leaves the room, eventually, having this all sunk in, whether she liked it or not. Fernando did not have much time to sleep, and needs to later go to the radio and mission rooms to gather some intel.  
 
 Fernando wakes up at 5am and makes his to Captain RR and to the communications room. There he requests to send a message to Hondo at a predetermined frequency.  
 
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 Hondo had a short nap, but could not rest with the present unrest. It was dark out an' he had heard nothin' from Alexx II. He ended up moving the ambulance closer to town to another hidden spot an' borrowing a pick-up, from a local dealer who was closed until further notice. He 'borrowed' a 4-wheel drive 1 ton Dodge cummins diesel duly w/ 4 door extended cab an' a topper shell on it. It was used but cared for as American trucks were rare in Italy.
 
Hondo mumbled: Nice ride, good speed, an' the price is right. Never knew there were Dodges here, though. must have been a special order.
 
 He took it back to the ambulance an collected his gear, radio, radio amplifier, weapons, and a few other things he thought he might need. He had retrieved his foldaway helicopter before he got to town, and stowed it into the back of the truck. Hondo had Rico drive the ambulance back to the hideout with Bink an' Claes makin' she she followed him an' he drove the truck. The ambulance was too obvious an' might be on the polices watch list so he figured hidin' it for a while was a good idea. He transferred supplies an such to the truck an' turned the rest of the bed into an area for Angelica's stretcher. Hondo then parked it in the garage an' locked up.  
 Claes an' Rico stayed in the truck bed with Angelica while Bink an' Triela road in the back seat. Hondo opened the back window to allow conversation between the cab an' the covered truck bed. With Everyone situated an' his equipment in the front seat beside him he then drove out of town and headed for the coast.  Hondo drove fast, pushin' the truck to it's limit to make it to a safe spot off the road before day break.
 
 It was 5 am before they reached to coastal area Hondo had planned on. He was in the middle of singing the third verse of 'bury me out on the lone prairie',when his radio came to life. Te girls sighed as he stopped. He wasn't sure if this was a coincidence or they were glad he had stopped singin'.
 
Comm Officer: Hondo, this is Enterprise, do you copy? Over.
 
The voice of the radio operator came over Hondo's rigged CB/two way.
 
Hondo: Enterprise, this is Hondo. What'd y'want!
 
Comm officer: I have a message for you.
 
Hondo: Alright, Spill it.
 
Comm Officer: Gather the girls and bring them to the 737BBJ at the airport by 7:30am. I'll be there for pick up; we're going home. Attach Angelina to as much portable monitoring equipment as you can, especially to the box that beeps loudly.
 
Hondo: Who gave you the message?
 
Comm Officer: It was given to me by . . (Static)
 
 A wire came loose in the set that made it lose signal. Hondo tried to grab the wire before the inevitable happened but as he was drivin' he didn't get to it in time. The wire shorted out with the frame an' blew the units fuse.
 
Hondo: Damn! It's really not been my day.
 
Bink: So are we going?
 
Hondo: Yeah. We'd better be there. Tell Claes To hook Angelica up to more of that monitorin' equipment. The Doctors will probably want to trend the info to know how stable she is.
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 Another message is sent to Alex II Via his palm device.
 
Alex II,
 Wrap up the mission, we're going home.

 
 From the communications room, Fernando and the captain make their way to the aircraft hanger & maintenance area to check on the learjet. The chief mechanic was inspecting the work done on the craft as Fernando and the captain enter the passenger section of the plane.  
 
 Fernando points at the rear set of seats on the aircraft's left side.
 
Fernando: I'll need these 2 rows removed to make room for a hospital gurney. Can your guys get it done before take off?
 
Captain RR: My boys have not failed me yet. Consider it done.
 
Fernando: Thank you. One more thing.
 
Captain RR: What is it?
 
Fernando (writes a message on his paper pad and hands it to the captain): If anyone flying the 737BBJ does not give you that code, shoot it down.
 
Captain RR: Expecting trouble?
 
Fernando: More than you could find on the Midnight Express.
 
Captain RR: I see... We'll keep an eye out for it.
 
Fernando: Again. Many thanks. I have to gather the others together.
 
Captain RR: When can I expect you back?
 
Fernando: Hmmm... if you don't hear from me in lets say 12 hours from landing in Milan, expect the worst. Do not go after us, just go home and safeguard the convoy. May Italy burn to ashes...
 
Captain RR: A bit extreme, isn't it?
 
Fernando: We're dealing with extreme people here.
 
 For a moment, they stand in silence.
 
Fernando: Alright Captain, you have my blessings. I'll see you, hopefully soon.
 
Captain RR: See you soon.
 
 Fernando goes to his room and sends a message to CCC:
 

CCC,
Beware, the admiral might be dead, but his cybernetics may have their own intelligence, and might still pose as a threat. Last message I received was that the Admiral's body is missing from the Carolina's morgue.

 
 After sending the message, Fernando writes up small missions folders before taking a slight rest and then to reporting for breakfast at 6:00am. He sits down to a steak & egg breakfast with all the fixings, which he wolfs down as quickly as possible. There was not even time to taste the food. He was done before the others start to gather for their breakfasts.
 
 Fernando walks onto the deck with an ice chest with medical crosses and "Transplant Material" on it, where the Learjet was waiting for them in the parking area. The ground crew gives it their final OK before signing the airplane to Fernando. Fernando walks around the aircraft, giving his inspection, both inside and out. As requested the last 2 left rear seats have been removed for the gurney that would hold Angelica.
 
 Fernando leaves the plane as it is being moved to be fueled for the trip. He waits by the side as the others begin to approach them. He stand up to them and hands them each a folder, except for Jeanette.
 
Fernando (to Jeanette): Are you flying or not?
 
Jeanette: We been through this before.
 
Fernando: As a passenger.
 
Jeanette: I'll fly, as a passenger.
 
Fernando: You intend to lead? According to Arik, you're not.
 
Jeanette: I'm here, aren't I?
 
Fernando: That may not be enough. We need to go in, get the girls and get out.
 
Jeanette: Whats the ice chest for?
 
Fernando: This is where you play your part in this cloak & dagger. Its full of ice with a veal's heart in it. Anyone stops you for any reason, you show them Angelica in the gurney and the heart in ice and yell at them about they getting in the way of an emergency transplant surgery. Customs and Security, once they see the heart, will let you go by. Make sure you and the others are wearing your EMT uniforms.  
 
Jeanette: Understand that I do not like being put into certain situations that makes me uncomfortable. ...
 
Fernando (interrupting Jeanette): No one does. Unfortunately, this job we we're in will put us into situations we do not like. So we can either do the job at hand and cry later, or cry now and be a disgrace to the profession. The person as I know as Jeanette Isabelle is a strong willed and brave individual who will not stop because something upsets her. But like any other person in the job we do, deals with it afterwords.
 
Jeanette: Are you done with your speeches?
 
Fernando: It depends on you next course of actions.
 
Jeanette (as she starts to walk in to the plane's entryway): Just shut up and get into the plane. We got some girls to rescue.  
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 Hondo stopped an' repaired the radio as much as possible. He ended up makin' a small radio amplifier to attach to the smaller radio out of the parts, though the distance was not near as good. Not but 5 minutes after did Alex II make contact.
 
Alex II: Hondo do you copt? Over.
 
Hondo: 'Bout time i hear from your sorry hide! What's up? Over.
 
Alex II: I got a message from the enterprise. The mission is a wrap. Head home. Over.
 
Hondo: It's not quite over yet, hombre. I got a message too. I am to meet one of the team at the airport with the girls. I'm suppose to be there by 7:30. It's gonna take all of two hours to get there now that it's startin' to get light an' the police are out. Over.
 
Alex II: make it 90 minutes tops. Over.
 
Hondo: I'll get stopped for sure tryin' that. Over.
 
Alex II: You have my word that there will be no police or military interference. They will all be out of your way. Over.  
 
Hondo: Alright, I'll be there in 90 minutes or less. Ifin yur there first get things set up for Angelica. Over and out.
 
 Hondo floors the truck, an' took off squealin' the tires as he went. He wished this rig had NOS in it, but the dual Turbo's helped a lot. On the open road Hondo pushed the truck to 180 mph.
 
 Alex II was further away, but he did have NOS. Alex II reached low by his seat where a control valve and actuating lever, both labeled NOS on them. The Van lunges forward hard, pinning the passengers onto their seats, as the needles on the dashboard dials swing hard against their pins. Soon the van is roaring down the highway at near break neck triple digit speeds. Local highway patrol makes an attempt to chase the speeding van, but reaching their limited speed of 210 mph, the police give up and hope to clean up the mess if they are to crash.  
 
 Alex II took the Italian highways to Mailan Airport from Rome  and gets there in record time. Hondo arrived a few minutes later.
 
 Once at the Airport, Hondo and Alex II help carry Angelica onto the plane and secure her gurney in its place.
 
Alex II (as he passes by Jeanette): Hope you don't mind, I'm going home with you.
 
 Alex II stays in the plane for the ride home. Hondo leaves the plane as the girls get on.
 
Alex II: Where are you going?
 
Hondo: Like I said. I've got unfinished business to attend to.
 
 Alex II called out in protest but Hondo just walked away as if he didn't hear a thing.
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 Once the plane lands at the airport, and meets up with Alex II and the others, he leave the aircraft as the door opens. Jeanette and Tammy step out to herd the girls into the plane. An old female rabbit boards the plane with the girls. Hondo leave as the female rabbit enters, allowing her to come in first. Jeanette makes sure everyone gets on by being the last one in.
 
Fernando: Jeanette?
 
 Jeanette turns around to face him.
 
Jeanette: Yes?
 
Fernando hands her a small 2-way radio.
 
Fernando: Use it to contact Dr. Aiesha, and give her Angelica's vital signs while in flight.
 
Jeanette: Will do. Anything else?
 
Fernando: Good luck.
 
 Jeanette pauses for a second, to find an answer that won't come. She then steps onto the aircraft and closes the door. Soon after, the plane starts rolling down the tarmac, getting into position to wait its turn to get on the runway. Fernando follows it with what he can of his vision until he can no longer see it.
 
 Fernando caught up with Hondo Where the truck and Van were parked.
 
Fernando: Are you going to wait for me or try to finish this mission on your own.
 
 Hondo spun 'round on his heels as his hand instantly went for his gun. He started to draw the revolver when recognition of the speaker hit him. He released the gun an leaned back against the truck for a minute, wearin' a cockeyed grin as he stood there.
 
Hondo: Damn! I knew you wouldn't die so easily! What's yur pleasure, Boss man?
   
Fernando: Hondo, our work is not finished here. Lets go fill our bellies before we continue.
 
Hondo: Sounds good to me.  
 
Hondo jumped into the truck an' Fernando entered the van. They drove only a short distance to a small out-of-the-way, hole-in-the-wall cafe where they could eat in peace without bein' bothered. They ordered and prepared to eat quickly.
 
Hondo: ok, boss man, what is the next move? Do we get the ambulance first or use the van or the truck?"  
 
 Fernando looked around cautiously to make sure they were not bein' watched before answerin'.  
 
Fernando: Hondo, lets not rush. First off the majority of the group has been captured, but its political body is still somewhere in hiding. Secondly, I'm going to need to interview the doctors involved in this little program.
 
Hondo: The UN Investigators have them locked up while they await for a plane to take them to NY.
 
Fernando: So, they need a plane?
 
Hondo: What do you have in mind, Squirrel Boss Man?
 
Fernando: They would have to fly it themselves, but we no longer need 737BBJ, and it can be used to return it home by them.
 
Hondo: You're just going to give it to them just like that?
 
Fernando: Of course. But only after we go find the political mastermind to this program for them to add to their jail cells. Now, where do you think Alex II left his computer files?
 
Hondo: If Alex II was not working in this here van, he was at the hideout.
 
Fernando: Good. Lets get tot he hide out, I got some computers to crack into.
 
Hondo: Hideout it is, Boss Squirrel Man...  
 
 They ate quickly an' silently in case some one got suspicious. Hondo paid the tab, with some 'borrowed' Italian currency, an' then they took out again, toward the hideout. The trip when smooth, for the most part. The cops were still on the look out, but there were very few spared for patrolin' the country as they were needed in the city. Hondo stuck to the back roads, which lost them a half hour extra, but kept out of the way of trouble, especially since Alex II had burnt all the NOS on the trip to the airport, an' even if the van had NOS the truck couldn't have kept up anyway.
 
A  little over and hour later they made it to the hideout Hondo parked the truck in the basement garage while Fernando parked the van in the upper garage, after Fernando disarmed the security system. Fernando went straight to work on the main computer at the hideout, that resided in the office beside the kitchen. Hondo knew a bit about computer hackin' but not nearly as much as Fernando did. Hondo yelled after the flyin' squirrel as he headed toward the computer,
 
Hondo: I'll be in the basement lookin' at what is left. If ya need me or find what we need holler. If I don't here from you by 7:00pm(Italian time) I'll be up to see if their is enough food to scrounge up a meal.
 
 With that Hondo went to do a visual check on supplies and try to find some extra NOS for the van in case they needed it.  
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 Dr. Aiesha rubbed her eyes as she had been preparing for Angelica's arrival all last night an' all through the morning. She went over Fernando's note on how to handle Angelica condition, realizing that its a combination of several old and modern techniques put together.
 
 Lower the body's inner core tempt to 40¬ƒF, while continually injecting AcetoCholine and Adrenaline to keep the nerves running. Constantly monitor vitals. Constantly monitor other functions.
 
 Lowering the body's core temperature was an old Korean War surgeon's trick, to try to prolong the the life of extremely wounded soldiers who were having extensive surgery to repair vital circulatory area like the Aorta, Pulmonary Vien/Artery, and damaged heart muscles. This was in hope that in lowering the body temperature, the body would not degenerate as quickly. Only problem, this only gave a 20 to 60 minute window from which a surgeon has to do his work before the patient's body start to have other problems, such as shock and the oxygen deprivation catching up.
Injecting AcetoCholine will keep the nerves firing their signals. Unfortunately it will keep her awake, and aware as to whats going on.
Injecting the Adrenaline will keep the heart pumping strong, and the rest of the body on edge of fight or flight reflexes.

 
Dr. Aiesha made some of her own notes before going on.
 
 Fortunately, the tranquilizers and sedatives given to Angelica before are long term acting ones. But this creates a chemical soup within her blood stream that will need to be flushed out. If she is to recover, she will need a long rest, and time with those she has become friends. It seems that that she may not make it, but long ago, doctors put into my father's mind that he would not ever get out of his wheal chair or to ever walk again On his second accident- that he would never see again. 6 weeks his first accident, he was back in the rings that shattered his spine, within a year- boro-champ of his school's fencing team. His blindness, he's gotten over it, and function better than most sighted people. The only thing that allowed that to happen within him is his will to live, his desire to go on where most tell him that he cant go, and his mind that tells him that its better to be alive and do what one can do for themselves than to lay in dirt and push up daisies with his chest. But does Angelica has this in her, and if not how does one put it in her?
 
As She pauses the radio her Father left her to communicate with the plane beeps but the voice was slightly garbled. She puts down her glasses and rubbers her eyes. It beeps again this time she can hear the voice clearly. She closed her medical notes and picked up the radio.
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Jeanette takes the radio given to her by Fernando, and calls for Dr. Aiesha, turning it one.
 
Jeanette: Dr. Aiesha, are you there? Over? [beep!]
 
 For a while, no answer. Jeanette tries again.
 
Jeanette: Dr. Aiesha, are you there? Over? [beep!]
 
Dr. Aiesha: This is Aiesha. Hows the patient's doing? [beep!]
 
Jeanette: Not good I'm afraid. Vital signs are slowly declining. Blood pressure is at minimum, heart rate is 42bpm. [beep!]
 
Dr. Aiesha: Listen closely. go get your medical bag, and pull out the following: #5 Hypodermic, as many Epinephrine pens as you got, and the largest syringe in the bag. Also get a lot of gauze and tape.[beep!]
 
 Jeanette rushes over to her bag and pulls out the items mentioned, gathering them on the gurney where Angelica laid. She finds 12 Epi-pens, 4 belonging to Fernando in case his death allergy kicks in.
 
Jeanette: Got them. [beep!]
 
Dr. Aiesha: Now, take each epi-pen and empty them into the syringe. Then place the #5 needle onto it, make sure it does not leak or have air bubbles in the chamber. [beep!]
 
 Jeanette works hard to go fast without messing up, filling the syringe with the contents of the epi-pens. She manages to fill the syringe 1/2way, before screwing on the #5 needle. She then holds it to the light, checking for air bubbles in the chamber, tapping the side of the syringe to force the air bubbles by the needle entry point and pushes the plunger slightly and slowly let the air out and just a tiny bit of needle's tip.
 
Jeanette: Done. [beep!]
 
Dr. Aiesha: Good. Now open her blouse or what ever she has on. You're going to do a cardio-infusion of the epinephrine. Find where the clavicle meets the breast bone on the left side and feel for a gap between the ribs. Once you have that, slowly insert the needle into her chest at a 45 degree angle to her heart. If you feel the needle pulsating, push it through, and inject 5cc's of the epinephrine into her. [beep!]
 
Jeanette: Understood. [beep!]
 
 Jeanette did as she was told, undoing Angelica's top and undershirt until she was bare chested, and began feeling for the ribs and the gap Dr. Aiesha told her to find. Once she thinks she finds the spot, the slowly inserts the needle into Angelica's chest at the prescribed angle until she felt the heart betting against the needle. Then she pushed the final few millimeters before giving Angelica a dosage of the medicine. Angelica gasps for air, the first sign of life she has shown in a while.
 
Dr. Aiesha: When you're done, wrap the syringe with the gauze and tape it down. [beep!]
Jeanette continues with the procedure, taping down the syringe before taking the radio.
 
Jeanette: I think its working... Blood pressure's rising, heart beat now at 60bpm. [beep!]
 
Dr. Aiesha: Good. Now keep an eye on her, and juice her 5 cc's if her vitals start to fall again. [beep!]
 
Jeanette: Got It...[beep!]
 
Dr. Aiesha: Let me know if there are sudden changes. I'll be waiting on the flight deck waiting for you. [beep!]
 
Jeanette: See you there... [beep!]
 
 The girls overheard everything, Bink being the first one to unbuckle her seat-beat and walk over to where Jeanette was as she further secured the life motoring equipment. The others surround them.
 
Bink: Miss... Is she going to be OK?
 
 Jeanette looks down at Bink.
 
Jeanette: She'll be fine.
 
Bink: Promise?
 
Cleas: Bink, stop that.
 
Bink: I'm Sorry.
 
Jeanette: Don't be. Understand that Angelica is not alright, and that we all here are working hard not to let her die, but sometimes some promises can not be made. I will do my best for her though.
 
Bink: I can accept that.
 
Triela: told you she would be OK.
 
Jeanette: I have to go talk to the pilots for a second. I would like for you to all sit down, but if you must, you can be with her for a while, but no more.
 
All the girls in unison: OK.  
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 Fernando works hard cracking into various computer systems, even a few back home for as much information as possible. What he finds locally is most intriguing.
 
SWA is divided up into 2 sections:
Section 1 is the agency head, promoting free medical services to the members of Section and administrative logistics/ mission planning for Section 2, and investigatory arm of the SWA. It is the government's hand of the operation.
Section 2 is divided up into 3 sections: Medical Cyborg Research & Care, Logistics (coordinated with Section 1), and Fratello Teams- 10 in all...

 
 
Fernando thinks to himself: 10?!! We only got 5, and with Elsa and her Fratello being killed in a previous mission before our intervention, that leave with 4 more units to deal with.
 
 Fernando continues to work on the computer, and decides on the next course of action- talk with the UN Investigators and their prisoners. But before that, there was some he has to do. Both Hondo and Fernando work late on their respective tasks and get up early to do the same.
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The following morning, posted on every news paper's page 6 as a minor story, the capture of various government agents and corrupt politicians, who are going to be tried in NYC UN building for war crimes and human rights violations. Details with Plane Registry number, date and time of departure, the news goes unnoticed, expect to a few attentive individuals...  
 
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You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
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It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
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Reply #16 - Aug 3rd, 2010, 1:26pm
 
Early the next mornin' Fernando was back on the computer an' Hondo finished checkin' over the van as he was sure they would need it again. Both Hondo an' Fernando fended for themselves for breakfast. After Hondo ate he replenished the vans NOS system an' threw in a few other items that might come in handy. It was almost noon when Hondo came back upstairs just to find Fernando still at the computer. Hondo had checked, fixed, an' replenished the van, packed up a few needed items, did a couple small repairs on the house, worked on the a special project, an' cleaned up the garage some by this time. Hondo addressed Fernando as he walked past the computer station.
 
Hondo: I'll see if there is any grub left in the place.
 
Fernando: Mmhhm.
 
 That was all the answer Hondo got, as Fernando was deep into his readin' an' oblivious to what Hondo said or was doin'. Hondo found some hamburger, frozen bread dough, tater chips, beans, plus a few condiments. He got it all out, baked the dough into hamburg buns, heated the beans, an' fried the burgers. After the buns came out he threw in some frozen cookie dough to bake off.
 
Hondo mumbled: They keep some of the weirdest supplies in a hideout. you'd figure they have more grab and go and MRE's, but they have more of this stuff that takes time to fix! oh well. Well, we have a lot to do still, an' who knows when we'll be able to stop and eat again. At least there was somethin'.
 
Fernando: That smells good. Fernando's nose an' stomach brought him out from the computer room an' into the kitchen.
 
Hondo: Almost ready, Jefe. Nothin' fancy. Just a little of this an' that that were layin' 'round.  
 
Fernando: Pretty good for left over supplies. We had pretty well pick everything over earlier on the mission.
 
Hondo: yup, but this stuff took time. The other stuff was fast to eat. While you load your plate and fix your Burger, why don't ya fill me in on your findin's an' lay out your master plan.
 
Fernando: Let's eat first, then I'll tell you my plan.
 
 Fernando grabbed his food an' went to sit in the livin' room lazyboy to eat.
 
Hondo: Your the boss.
 
 Hondo grabbed his food and sat on the couch to eat. They finished eatin' quickly, but Fernando refused to talk 'bout his plan until Hondo had passed out the cookies. Hondo rolled his eyes an' mumbled somethin' incoherent. Fernando grinned slightly, an' waited for his cookies. Hondo brought them over to the livin' room.
 
Hondo: Ok, now, what are we goin' to do?
 
Fernando: First, I'm going to need the 2 doctors (Dr. Gilliani and Dr. Bianchi) and one of the handlers (Jean) from the UN Investigators. We also need to find and capture the other handler who was not caught (Marco).
 
Hondo: I might understand why you might want the docs, but why the scum suckin' handlers?
 
Fernando: In Marco's case, being Angelica's Fratello, he knows at what point Angelica's implant and conditioning started to fail. In Jean's case, I need him to compare notes about the girls; especially with Rico, Bink and Angelica- Rico being his Fratello and Bink belonging to his (recently killed) brother- Jose. We can also extract other information on the missing 4 Fratello teams from him since he was second in command of the SWA Section 2.
 
Hondo: I see. Which one should we do first, hunt down the runaway or go to the UN people?
 
Fernando: Go to the UN Investigators... I'm giving them the 737BBJ as a trade for the doctors and Jean.
 
Hondo: Eh?
 
Fernando: They can do me the favor of returning the jet back to the states, and if anyone still within the Italian government decides to target the plane, we wont be in it.
 
Hondo: You know, you're down right despicable.
 
Fernando: Despicable? Evil maybe...
 
Hondo: Hmph...
 
Fernando: Let's move after lunch.
 
Hondo: Alright Boss...  
 
 Fernando changes out of his EMT clothing and into something more comfortable; a $2000 Hugo Boss suit with a right sided pancake shoulder holster and his .32NAA Guardian, with 3 modified 10 rounds extended magazines to 12. A 4th modified magazine was already in the gun. He also puts on the BBL Mini .22 belt buckle holster modified to contain a .22 Black-widow with Magnum mods. Dark glasses and a white oak tap-cane complete Fernando's looks. He tells Hondo to 'dress up for the occasion', but Hondo goes for his more relaxed dressed up cowboy look; as per his personality.
 
Hondo: So we are still goin' to drive this thing, then?
 
Hondo points at the van.
 
Fernando: Yes, for now. I did hear you reloading the NOS system, right?
 
Hondo: Got that right, Boss squirrel man.
 
 They walk out to the van after locking up the safe house and  Fernando drops a small case in the back of the van, containing 5 .25NAA Guardians, with 5 modified 12-round magazine clips each. Fernando opens the case, and counts the contents. Hondo looks at the small arms and wonders why is Fernando using small calibers.
 
Hondo: Why the snake shot ammo?
 
 Fernando pulls out one of the bullets, and shows it to Hondo; a .25 bullet head with a .32 cartridge shell.
 
Fernando: Its a little something I discovered; the smaller the bullet, the higher the velocity, the deeper the penetration into a bullet proof vest. To say the least, I don't aim to the center of mass, but above it.
 
Hondo: Hmmm... bullet proof vest penetration with head shots. I'm going to have to study up on that.
 
Fernando: Do so, you'll be surprised like I was.  
 
Hondo: Ready to roll
 
Fernando: Let us get this done.
 
 Fernando gives Hondo the directions of which he punches in the vans inferior GPS computer.
 
Hondo: Liked the Ambulance's system better.  
 
 Hondo growled as he fought with the stubborn computer.
 
Fernando: Well, I ordered the best for it. This is just standard issue.
 
Hondo growled: standard junk, if you ask me!
 
Fernando: I didn't.
 
 Hondo looked up from the computer, over his glasses at him an' rolled his eyes.
 
Hondo: hmph!
 
 Fernando grinned slightly. Hondo finally got the directions set and hit the gas.  
 
 They drive back into town, finding the UN Investigators holed up in one of their international mini-bases where they run their relief operations world wide, holding the prisoners in the basement. Security guards with metal detectors line the entrance way, making Fernando think that this is going to be difficult to do.
 
 Fernando walks over to the one who looks like the head of security, tapping his cane in front of him, with Hondo behind, showing off his CIA ID to the guard.
 
Fernando: We're here for a prisoner pick up.
 
Head Security Guard: I did not heard about a prisoner pick up being done today.
 
Fernando (hooking his cane on his arm, showing off a manila folder to the guard, but holding it hard enough not to take it away): You would not have, this is an internal issue here. We also have a Jet at the airport to accommodate the prisoner transfer to New York City. Excuse me but that's for the UN Investigator.
 
 The guard stares at Fernando for more than a length of time that would make somebody uncomfortable.
 
Head of Security: You can go.
 
Fernando feels for the velvet rope and undoes it.
 
Fernando: Lets go, Hondo.
 
Security guard stands in Fernando's way.
 
Head of Security: Only you can go.
 
 Fernando unhooks the cane off his arm and puts it under the guard's chin.
 
Fernando: Are you stupid? I have limited vision and he's my body guard. We're taking prisoners with us. He goes with me or we leave. If we leave, phone calls will be made, and you and your rent-a-cop monkey boys will be on the unemployment line before the sun sets.
 
 Fernando now stares at the guard through his dark glasses. After a while Fernando steps around the guard and starts walking.
 
Fernando: Lets go Hondo.
 
 Hondo walks past the guard, giving him a long hard stare as he walks by.
 
 Within minutes, they find the UN Investigator doing his job: flying a desk, and juggling paperwork. Fernando walks into his office and takes a seat in front of his desk, despite what others had to say. Before the Investigator could say anything, Fernando shows off his CIA ID.
 
Fernando: I'm here for two things. One- there is a Jet waiting for you at the airport. You'll need to fly it yourselves. I'll give you its access codes when you provide me with number two.
 
UN Investigator: And what would number 2 be?
 
Fernando: We have two of their child assassins in our custody, but they are in bad shape and we might loose them. Normal medical treatments are not working and these individuals are the key to getting them well again.
 
UN Investigator: Who are these individuals?
 
Fernando: 1 cyborg handler: Jean, and the 2 doctors: Dr. Bianchi and Dr. Gilliani.
 
UN Investigator: They are the key to the case.
 
Fernando: I'll personally deliver them to the UN in New York City myself, after the child assassins are well enough to continue without their care.
 
UN Investigator: You know what they look like?
 
 Fernando coughs noticeably, then drops a manila folder on the investor's desk.
 
UN Investigator (as he picks up the folder): Sorry about that.
 
 The UN Investigator looks into the folder and finds the the Dossiers of the 3 in question.
 
UN Investigator: Follow me.
 
 They walk down the basement, with two other guards following them. At the holding pens of the basement, The three suspects in question are found, taken out of their cells, and handcuffed. They are escorted out of the van outside and secured to the rear seats of the vehicle. Hondo, Fernando and their captives drive away.
 
Fernando: That was easy... perhaps too easy.
 
 Hondo was about to reply, but Jean beats him to it.
 
Jean: Where are you terrorists taking us to now?
 
Fernando: Terrorists... eh... Look sir, had it my way, you're dead carcass would be found hanging off the top level of the leaning tower of Pisa. But there are a couple of little girls that need your help in order to stay alive.
 
Jean: They're not girls, they're tools, made to do a specific job that needs to be done.
 
Fernando: We'll talk about such opinions later.  
 
 Once at the hideout, Hondo takes the doctors in and 'makes them comfortable' in the living room. Fernando walks to the back of the van and takes out Jean; where he uncuffs Jean. As he does so, Fernando whispers into Jean's ear.
 
Fernando: Try anything stupid, and you'll find me faster than 'your tool': Rico.
 
Jean (whispers back): I highly doubt it.
 
Fernando: Care to try it?
 
Jean: With you having the gun, it would be unfair.
 
 Fernando reaches into his jacket and pulls out the .32NAA Guardian, and hands it over to Jean, then places it to his forehead.
 
Fernando: Fair enough now?
 
Jean: More than fair...
 
 Upon completing the last word, Jean starts to pull on the trigger. All of the sudden he has difficulty in pulling on it, as Fernando has his left arm on his wrist, pressing tightly against his carpal tendons. Just as quickly, Jean finds the tiny muzzle of the Black-widow shoved 1/2way into his nostril, already cocked and ready to fire. Fernando squeezes down upon his wrist a bit more, just under breaking pressure, forcing Jean to drop the gun. Fernando manages to capture the gun before it passes their belt line, and draws it up to Jean's eye.
 
 Just as sudden, he puts away the weaponry- the 32NAA Guardian into the shoulder holster and the .22 Black-widow into the belt buckle, as he takes a step back from Jean.
 
Fernando: You lose.
 
Jean: You're a cyborg?
 
Fernando: One create by Nature herself.
 
Jean: Huh?
 
Fernando: I have a flipped gene for a hi-speed nervous system. It means that my nerve impulses travel 10 times faster than yours, but at the same time- it means shorten lifespan for me. The exact same thing your doctors created in those girls. Nothing more.
 
Jean (as he leans against the van): Hmmm...
 
Fernando: Now, lets get one thing straight. I came here with my friends to bring Bink back with her older sister. What happened to her handler and her kidnapping, happened not through our fault. But we took advantage of it and rescued her and another cyborg ourselves.
 
Jean: How can I be so sure you're telling the truth?
 
Fernando: The incident at the Westlin Hotel, was me rescuing one of my own from the RF. I would not have to had rescue her if you did not put a reward on our heads for some idiot to collect on it. Furthermore- just now, If I wanted you dead, you would be dead. But I don't kill except in self defense. And right now, Jean- you're worth nothing to me right now, but to a couple of dying little girls, you're the world that they need to continue to be alive. I hope you can understand that, because if you don't, I can simply put you back with the others and I can choose another Handler.
 
Jean: I see. Now what would you want me to do?
 
Fernando: Marco. Where is he...
 
Jean: I'm not a rat...
 
Fernando: You look like a rat. You smell like a rat. I really don't care about the ratty tatty (bleep) you rats live in, I'm doing this for a dying girl... Either help me find him or I'll wreck the rest of Italy to find him, and do so with the Pope's blessing.
 
Jean: You would not dare.
 
Fernando: Try me. Now where's Marco.
 
 Jean spills out what he knows to Fernando, before being escorted to the hide out. Fernando signals to Jean to sit down. Fernando turns to the doctors.
 
Fernando: Lets have a talk gentlemen... You give me what I want and you will left in peace to live out your lives.
 
Dr. Gilliani: And if we don't cooperate?
 
Fernando: You leave here in pieces. Now tell me everything that you have done to the girls... Hondo, get the Medivac ready for a long haul. We're going back to the Enterprise. Men, if you don't mind, talk along the way.  
 
 Hondo grinned an evil grin, not the type of evil that says' destroy everyone, slowly', but one that said mad scientist/inventor.
 
Hondo: I have it almost ready, did a modification on it last night an' finished it this mornin'.
 
 Hondo left Fernando to prepare everything upstairs while he prepared the copter. Hondo had put a hydrogen from water generator in place of the gasoline system to increased the fuel time. For every gallon of water burnt 5 gallons of fuel would be needed to replace it. He had installed the customary long rang tanks, but all tanks held water.
 
Hondo (thinkin' out loud): This bird would make it past the Enterprise now. . . Wait a minute! He said we that means me! Man, I hate water travel.
 
 As an after thought  Hondo hooked up the NOS system from the van to the copter an' tripled the nos gas tanks.
 
Hondo (thinkin'): We can use it for long intervals because of heat build up, but can for short spurts.
 
 As Hondo pushed the copter out of the storage bay on a copter dolly Fernando came out with the others at his heals.
 
Fernando: Ready to take off?
 
Hondo: yup. You find out 'bout Marco from ratbag here?
 
Jean growled and started forward but was meet by a .50 cal colt dragoon in the nose, which was cocked on the way up.
 
Hondo: Settle down! I'm not as fast as Fernando, but I don't play fair either! So you won't get a chance with me.
 
 Jean looked like he'd just wet his pants. Hondo re-holstered the pistol and Jean stepped back and behind one of the Doctors.  
 
Fernando grinned : Yes, he spilled enough to save his life from my wrath, for now.
 
Hondo: So we're goin' after him?
 
Fernando: I planned on it, but we have the 'tools' here that are needed to save a couple girls lives. We deliver them first.
 
Hondo: Of coarse! so let jump in and get the whirly-bird express a movin'!
 
 Hondo jumped into the cockpit and started the engine. She fired to life as the others boarded. Fernando reminded them of his quick reflexes an' of both of their bad tempers to those who crossed them. With that they took to the skies. Hondo fired a burst of NOS to give them a good start an' with that they were off.  
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 Anne knocks on the door to a hotel room. Franco stands beside her, holding a suitcase. Anne and Franco are let in by a gentleman and are greeted by two others. Not much in the way of words are exchanged. Franco lays the suitcase on the bed and opens it, revealing a bomb to the gentleman seated at the desk. The man seated nods to Franco; Franco closes the case.
 
Anne offers her hand to the gentleman seated. "As always, it's a pleasure doing business."  
 
 The gentleman stands to shake Anne's hand. Walking down the hall, to the elevators, Franco breaks his silence to Anne.
 
 "You do realize we just made a deal with the devil."
 
"We can atone for our sins later." Anne replies. "This has to be done. The sooner we can close the book on the SWA, the better."  
 
 
 
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Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
The cowboy left the country, the campfire has gone out
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Midnight sits on a beach near Propriano, Corsica. He tries to figure out how to stay in contact with USS Enterprise during the day. Right now, he can't afford spending any time at the airfield while Didier is there. The plain gray cat in the late 30s is the exact opposite of the easy-going Border Collie named Marcel. Under no circumstances is Didier to find out about the silver Mustang stashed away in the hangar and the explosives hidden all over the aircraft. So he always sits in a hiding near the airfield, watches who is the first to enter it, and tries to tell who will be the last on duty that day. Usually, the airfield officially closes down at 10 pm, and Midnight takes his chance, gets into the hangar, and turns on the Mustang's radio to listen if he is being called back. On the other hand, he tries not to stay up for too long and lose too much sleep.
 
 He considers getting himself a short-wave radio and modifying it so that he can read the Enterprise all day without access to the plane. However, he'd still have to sneak onto the airfield at night to actually take off if necessary.  
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 DARYL and Dr. Aiesha waited on the deck of the ship, waiting for the LJ-65 to land with our patient Angelica. Angelica has been stabilized with Epinephrine shots to her heart by our resident EMT Jeanette Isabelle.
 
 The LJ-65 land on the deck of the Enterprise, with the crew's Emergency Medical Team rushing in to get Angelica out first. They get the gurney onto the deck, and run it towards us. I do a quick scan of the attached medical equipment before taking her into the ship's infirmary to work on known injuries. Behind us, the other 4 girls follow us until they are stopped at the door by the guards.
 
 They work hard against time, checking over the injuries Angelica had sustained from her last battle. Her cybernetic implants stopped the bullets from causing tear damage of her organs, but they did not account for impact and contussional damage. She's been bleeding internally since the shoot out. Dr. Aiehsa got DARYL to do a quick Blood type matching while she and the rest of the ship's medical staff prepare for surgery to stop the bleeding.  
 
 Daryl comes in with the matching results with some bad news; Angelica is Blood Type AB-, a very rare type. There is no AB- blood in storage, as there is no one in the crew with that blood-type. They decided to do without for now, using only plasma. The bleeding was stopped of the moment but the girl was very weak. Daryl and Dr. Aiesha kept bed side vigil all night. The next morning she was not any better at all.
 
 By 2:00 PM, they received a call from Fernando, stating that he has retrieved the doctors responsible for the atrocities to the girls. The records also sent states that the cyborg implantation of the girls may not be reversible. In the case of Rico- removing her implants would put her back in the hospital bed which she spent most of her life in. It would also do the same to Angelica, who suffered massive injuries from her incident.
 
 Angelica's medical problems are 2-fold: 1) Psychological and 2) Physical. We have decided that it is her mental well-being must be rescued first, for a patient who has lost the will to live, has no hope in living.
 
 By 3:00 PM angelica starts to decline. It is decided that she needs real blood and is still bleeding inside due to not having enough clotting agents left in the blood she has. With None of the right type on board the situation looked hopeless. Dr. Aiesha start to take off the gloves and surgical mask, and head to the radio room. DARYL runs with her, and together they go past the captain and his first officer.
 
 Once in the radio room, DARYL makes a call to the ships of the fleet for AB- Blood. As inventories are checked, I make a radio call to Fernando, who was on his way to the Enterprise by helicopter.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Father, we have a problem.
 
Fernando: Explain what's going on, girl.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Angelica has a rare blood type, and is bleeding internally.
 
Fernando: What about cross referencing her type?
 
Dr. Aiesha: Not possible.
 
Fernando: What Blood Type is she?
 
Dr. Aiesha: AB Negative.
 
Fernando: What about Hemoglobin incompatibility?
 
Dr. Aiesha: Minimal Risk, father. We need you to get here as fast as possible.
 
Fernando: I see. Do what you can with what you got. My ETA will be 3 hours.
 
 They disconnect the communications line.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Anything from the other ships, DARYL?
 
DARYL: They are searching their inventories. Maybe in the next 1/2 hour we'll know.
 
 Back on the helicopter.
 
Fernando: Hondo, can we speed this trip up?
 
Hondo: I can try. What's the problem?
 
Fernando: Our patient has a rare blood type, and I'm the only match so far.
 
 Hondo releases a sigh before answering, and sends the helicopter to a high velocity.
 
Hondo: Alright Boss, I'll see what I can do.  
 
 Hondo had a few tricks up his sleeve, but all of them were slightly dangerous. He had attached a liquid fuel rocket booster to the underside of the copter, for emergencies early on, durin' the first time he reworked the fuel system. The problem with that was control, or loss of. They had been flyin' close to the ground an' then the ocean to gain updraft but the extra thrust would require extra lift an' a bigger error margin.
 
Hondo: Hang on an' I'll see what this bird is made of!
 
 Hondo closed the NOS valve slightly to decrease amount of NOS injected at a time an' upped  the throttle to 110% He then hit the NOS an' ignited the booster at the same time. The result was much faster speed, but very poor handlein'.
 
 The copter shook with the effort and the engine temperature gauge rose rapidly.
 
Hondo yelled over the roar of the copter to Fernando.
 
Hondo: We can only hold this for maybe 30 minutes before I have to ease back and let 'er cool.
 
Fernando: Give me 40 minutes and we will be there at this speed.
 
 Hondo looked at the gauges an' grimaced slightly.
 
Hondo: Might be able to hold it, but it will do hell to the engine. Probably still work but, she'll burn oil like a diesel truck burns diesel!
 
Fernando: It's not mine, I am not worried about this machine. We can repace it, but we can't replace that girls life!
 
Hondo: Ok, then, but I still think we got away too easy. Somethin' has got to be up.
 
Fernando: I know, but what?
 
 About 35 minutes later the copter came in smoking as it hovered over the Enterprise. It had blown an oil seal, but was still functioning even though the temp gauge was well into the red.  
 
 Thy landed an' Hondo escorted their 'guests' off the copter. As soon as he jumps from the copter, Fernando signals to various members on the deck of the Enterprise to various tasks. To the maintenance crews, to repair the helicopter. To security, to round up the guests who Hondo was attending. While all that was going on, Fernando was making his way to the ship's tower entry where Dr. Aiesha was waiting for him, taking off his suit jacket along the way.
 
 Heading to the medical bay, Dr. Aiesha informs Fernando of what was going on with Angelica. Much of what was said he already knows or had guessed, and thus does not pays too much attention to her. He would prefer to check the life monitors and recorded notes before paying any doctor some attention.
 
 For the past couple of hours, the girls have been by the door of the infirmary. As Fernando and Dr. Aiesha steps towards the infirmary, Bink reaches out and grabs Fernando by the arm. Cleas was annoyed by Bink's actions, but because she has beaten her to grabbing his attention. Fernando turns to Bink, and the others.
 
Fernando: Yes?
 
Bink: Is she going to be alright?
 
Fernando: Come on in... all of yous.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Father... this is not a...
 
Fernando (interrupting her): Good Idea? No but at best it is better then leaving them in the dark about what is going on. These girls were in the agency always had access to each other- even when they were hospitalized.
 
 Dr. Aiesha does not answer, as Fernando allows the girls in; even though the guards momentarily stopped them from passing bay. One good stare from Fernando made them change their minds quickly.
 
 Once inside, the girls gathered around Angelica's bed,where she was sleeping, or at least at rest. Another bed was set next to hers. Fernando starts rolling up his right sleeve as he sat on the bed, asking for Angelica's recorded vital sign charts. Claes takes the chart off Angelica's bed and gives it to Fernando. He takes it with his left and starts reading it. He hands his arm over Dr. Aiesha, who begins to apply a tourniquet to his bicep, to build up blood pressure within his veins. Fernando puts down the clipboard and points to a spot in his inner elbow joint.
 
Fernando: Aiesha- try this spot. I doubt you'll be able to draw anything out of anyplace you would stick me with.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Who's the doctor here?
 
Fernando: I was premed before you were conceived girl... Who knows this body better than me?
 
Dr. Aiesha: OK, I get your point.
 
 Dr. Aiesha sticks the needle into Fernando's arm, letting the lilac colored fluid drain into the transfer tube. She tapes down the needle and part of the tube against his forearm.
 
 Bink sits on on the bed next to Fernando.
 
Bink: What are you going to do?
 
Fernando: Angelica needs blood, and I'm going to give her mine.
 
Bink: She can have....
 
Claes: When we need blood, they give us this synthetic one.
 
Fernando: We don't have the synthetic stuff here. and I'm the only one who matches her type.
 
Bink: Are you going to be alright?
 
Fernando: I'll be fine... I need to lay down to get this done, OK.
 
 DARYL lowers Angelica's bed to a lower point than Fernando's bed, to allow gravity to feed her his life fluid. Bink gets off the bed and regroups with the other girls. Fernando lays down.
 
Dr. Aeisha: Girls, they need to be left alone.
 
Fernando: Don't chase them out.
 
Dr. Aiesha: They don't belong here.
 
Fernando: If there can be any tiny sign of hope, it is here with them. They stay, end of argument.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Father...
 
Fernando: Don't force me to pull rank on you.
 
DARYL: Sir...
 
Fernando: Don't you start with me either. You know better than most what these girls are going through.
 
 Dr. Aiesha stands there, with little to say.
 
Fernando: This is going to take a couple of hours. Go get Jeanette, Tammy, Hondo and our guests here when we're 1/2 way done here. Until then, I would like to be left alone with the girls, to discuss many things with them.
 
DARYL and Dr. Aiesha stood there, perhaps insulted, or otherwise mift.
 
Fernando: Leave us.
 
 Dr. Aiesha storms out of the room, DARYL follows. Fernando hands clipboard to Claes.
 
Fernando: Rico, close the door and lock it. Don't let no one in here during the next hour unless I tell you. Claes, record Angelica's heart rate and blood pressure every 5 minutes. Triela, Bink, {as he points at it} get me that machine and bring it to my bed. Turn it on, and hook up the finger clip to me and check my vital signs. If my blood pressure drops below 30/85 or heart rate below 25, go get Dr. Aiesha. Rico, turn off the lights. You girls understand my orders?
 
All: Yes.
 
Fernando: Good. Now we wait. And hope.
 
 The girls complies to his orders. Fernando takes off his glasses, Claes takes them from him and holds on to them. He puts his left arm over his eyes, and lets out a sigh.
 
Fernando says to himself: 2 hours... God, you owe me, and I'm demanding payment from you now.  
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Dr. Aiesha notices the door being locked as she and DAYRL waits outside. She approaches it and jiggles the doorknob, verifying that it is locked. She then knocks on the door, only to see the lights go out in the room behind the blinds.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Guard, open the door.
 
 The guards turn to the door, and one of them inserts a key into the lock. Rico locks it faster than the guard can unlock it.
 
One of the guards: I'm sorry ma'am, they are doing something to the lock to prevent me from opening it.
 
Dr. Aiesha: It's OK then... they cant hold out forever.
 
 Dr. Aiesha looks at DARYL for a moment, and turns to walk down the hall.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Lets go get something to eat, DARYL.
 
DARYL: But I'm not really hunger....y....
 
 Dr. Aiesha grabs DARYL by the wrist and hauls him behind her down the hall. Somehow they make it to the galley. She orders a turkey and provolone on a roll with a cream soda. DARYL orders nothing but sits with her nonetheless. While she eats, DARYL remains silent.
W.I. Rose walks into the galley for a quick snack. Once ordering it, she turns to find Dr. Aiesha with DARYL. She heads to them and sits across from Dr. Aiesha.
 
Wild Irish Rose: Hello good doctor... talked with the prisoners that were brought in today?
 
Dr. Aiesha: What prisoners?
 
Wild Irish Rose: They are being detained in one of the interrogation rooms. I hear that they are the doctors that worked on the girls.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Why wasn't I notified?
 
Wild Irish Rose: I thought you were.
 
Dr. Aiesha thinks carefully about what to say next.
 
Dr. Aiesha: It's obvious that I'm left out of the loop. Can you set up me up with an interrogation of those creeps?
 
Wild Irish Rose: I'll see what I can do.
 
 W.I. Rose then nods and smiles at Dr. Aiesha, before slowly getting up and walking away.  
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Alex II rested in his cabin as he read over his report that he was preparing to sent off to headquarters. After a while he got a bit thirsty so he headed out to get something to drink. As Alex II was getting a soda-pop a male mouse entered the area Where Alex II stood. He was Obviously not a member of the team and oviously not a crew member. How he had gotten past security Alex II was not sure.
 
Male Mouse: Well well well. Alexander Armignton II, CIA Agent. Remember me?
 
Alex II: *See this Male Mouse* Yeah, Mike Nitro, EX-CIA Agent. What brings scum like you here?
 
Mike: Well, Admiral Donelly is not dead. He is very much alive and he want me to capture the girls so he can study them and make them his own group of little girl assassins. he he he
 
Alex II: Over my Dead Body
 
Mike: Well, I was hoping you would say that.  
 
 Then Alex II hit Mike in the chest.  Mike didn’t feel a thing.
 
Mike: I am Cyborg too, thanks to my boss, Donelly.
 
 Mike then hit Alex II hard. Alex II hit the wall behind him with a loud SMACK!
 
Alex II: Ok, Nitro. I went easy on you at first. I too have certain cyborg techs and other strengths from special CIA projects that happened after you left. So try this on for size!
 
 Alex II then hit Mike in the face with his cyborg arm. Mike wipe the blood off his face
 
Mike: Not bad but not good enough!
 
 Mike then picked up Alex II and threw him to the floor. Nitro then grabbed Alex II and threw him into a window. Mike Niro came over to grab him again but Alex II got up and jump on Mike. Alex managed to pick up mike and throw him threw the wall. On the other side of the wall the infirmary stood, where Fernando and the 4 girls pesently resided.  Alex II jumped on Mike, pinning him to the floor for the moment. He looked up at them as he tryed to hold Mike down.
 
 When the steel wall burst open from across the room, with Mike Nitro and AlexII flying through it, the girls come alive to their full cyborg capabilities, pulling out their arms and waiting for the air to clear out of dust and situation.
 
Alex II: Sorry guys we got a Intruder here.  
 
Mike then managed to slip out of ALex II hold, grab Alex II by the belt and threw him threw the door. Mike turned to the girls.
 
Mike: I will deal with you later.
 
 ALex II came staggering into the room and staggered right up to Mike Nitro. He swung out hard an' caught Nitro in the mouth, but Nitro snapped two quick blows to Alex II's mid section. This made Alex II double over in pain. As Alex II tried to catch his breath Nitro did an axe kick to alex II trying to aim for the back of the neck. Alex managed to move enough that the kick landed on his hip instead, but it still knocked him to the floor. Nitro then opicked Alexx II up again, an' threw him threw the hole in the wall. Alex II's body smashed into the drink machine which then toppled over on top of his legs pinning him to the floor. Alex II just moaned a bit but didn't move a muscle. Mike Nitro then turned to Fernando, the girls guardian.
 
Mike: I will finish killing Agent Armington later, but now, Fernando, it is your time to die, then that cowboy friend of yours is next! BUAWHAHAHAHA!
 
 Before He could move a muscle one of the girls take aim at Mike, as they had been waiting for the moment to get a clear shot. The first shot comes from Triela, shooting Mike in the back  of the head, but they watch the bullet bounce off.
 
 Mike turns to them, seeing each and everyone pointing their weapons at him.
 
Claes: Cyborgs have 1 major weakness.
 
Rico: Right.
 
Triela: Aim for it, girls...
 
Bink: Done.
 
Claes: FIRE!
 
 Mike gets a full volley of assorted firepower thrown at his eyes as the girls empty their weapons. Though killed by the first and second bullets shot at him, the girls approach him and continue firing into his eyesockets until they run out of bullets.
 
Bink: Nobody threatens those who have saved us!
 
 Naval security bust down the door to the imfirmary, charging in with their weapons pointed at everyone. The girls still have their guns pointed at the Dead Mike.
 
Head of security team: Nobody Moves!  
 
Fernando grabs his .32/.38 from his holster with his left, and the Black-widow .22 from his belt buckle with his right, turning his head to the girls.
 
Fernando: Girls, is the threat neutralized?
 
All the girls: Yes.
 
Fernando: Girls, reload and revert to previous order. Rico, post yourself by the end of my bed.
 
 The girls comply, while the guards watch in awe, and the girls stare back at them like angry wolves at an intruder of the pack.
 
Fernando: Don't even try it, men. They can kill you with their bare hands as your bullets bounce off their bodies.
 
 Alex II manages to get out from under the soda-pop machine with some help. He limped a bit and held his side. He snarled as he entered the room.
 
Alex II: STAND DOWN NOW CIA ORDERS THE GIRLS WERE HELPING ME SO NAVY STAND DOWN NOW! OK, who is in charge of security? I want to know how you let this guy on board? He almost killed me, and was going to kill others and take the girls undoing everything we have just worked for! He is wanted by the US government and is on the 20 most wanted list, so how did he get on board undetected?!?!  
 
 Claes and Bink stand by Fernando, showing off their empty weapons that they can not reload due to lack of ammunition. Fernando holds out his two guns, the girls look at them for a while.  
Claes takes the .32/.38 and gives it to Bink, and then takes the Black-widow for herself.  
 
 Fernando searches his pockets and pulls out 2 more loaded magazine clips for the .32/.38 and 3 loaded chamber rounds. Claes takes them and distributes the items between her and Bink.
 
Head of Security: We cant have armed civilians while on board...
 
Fernando: Excuse me sir, but I would advise you to turn around and walk away, while your men clean up this mess. And Alex II is right, how could you have this cyborg gain entry onto this ship? You call yourself Head of Security?
 
W. I. Rose and Captain R. C. Ready walk into the infirmary, with more guards, looking over the mess within, as Dr. Aiesha and DARYL wait outside.
 
Captain Ready: What in Tarnation happened on MY Ship?!!
 
AlexII: That cyborg attacked me and in the fight we went through that wall!
Captain Ready looked over the hole in the wall, noting that its made from 3 inches of amoured steel plating. Then he slowly turns to Alex II.
 
Captain RR: And who are you?
 
Alex II: CIA Agent Alexander Armington II, here with Fernando on this Italian cyborg case.
 
Captain RR: Fernando, can you verify what he said?
 
Fernando: Yes, he's on our side.
 
Captain Ready, as he looks at the dead body on the floor: And who's this?
 
Alex II: Mike Nitro, Ex-CIA, now rouge agent. He said something about Admiral Donnelly wanting these girls to be part of his solider compliment.
 
Captain Ready: I see.
 
 Captain Ready leans over to his intelligence officer (Rose) and whispers something to her. W. I. Rose nods and then leaves.
 
Captain Ready: Fernando, why are these girls armed?
 
Fernando: For this exact reason.
 
 Captain Ready as he approaches Fernando's bed: You know civilians are not allowed to be armed on a United States Military vessel.
 
Fernando: The girls are my responsibility. The ship is yours. I kept them out of your hair, but your security was breached and they dealt with a threat accordingly as your guards would. So I will continue to oversee the girls, you need to take care of your ship.
 
 Captain Ready hates it when others tell him what is job it, and who wouldn't.
 
Captain Ready, as he points at the transfusion connection tube between Fernando and Angelica: How much longer are you going to take with this?
Fernando: Claes, time check?
 
Claes: 42minutes so far.
 
Fernando: Another hour and a 1/2, captain.
 
 Captain Ready turns and walks away, while giving orders to his men.
 
Captain Ready: Clean up this mess, I want the body on ice and that hold patched up. Add more security details to this wing. I don't want a repeat of this incident.
 
 Dr. Aiesha and DARYL walk into the infirmary, ignoring everything else.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Father! I'm glad your OK...
 
Fernando: Please, not in front of the girls.
 
 Dr. Aiesha looks over Claes' work, and the transfusion tube, then at her watch.
 
Fernando: Come back in 1/2 an hour.
 
Dr. Aiesha: But...
 
Fernando: Its not safe here... Now Go.
 
Dr. Aiesha: But...
 
Fernando: Just go.
 
 Dr. Aiesha leaves, DARYL follows.
 
Bink: That's your daughter?
 
Fernando: So she is.
 
Bink: Are you like that towards her?
 
Claes: Bink. He's treating her like Jose treated you.
 
Bink: But as her father, he should treat her better. We're just tools.
 
Fernando: How people treat each other is on them. I don't treat Aiesha no better or worst than anyone else... maybe better since she is my daughter, but she's an adult now. And you girls, are more than just tools. You're people, though enhanced to do a special job, but you are still people.
 
 Slowly Angelica stirs in her bed. Everyone turns to her so see how she was. Somehow, she finds the strength to say something.
 
Angelica: Once upon a time, people can love each other, even fathers and daughters. But sometimes something happens, for better or worst.
 
Triela: Aren't we all here because of our parents?
 
Rico: My parents sent me here to get this new body, and if I have to work to keep it, I'll do anything for it.
 
Fernando: Girls. Angelica's right. You are all here because of your parents, mostly because the wrong reasons...
 
Bink: How so?
 
Fernando: Bink, everyone, I want you to think hard to remember something from long ago. To go beyond your conditioning, your memories before being part of the section 1 with your handlers... and I want you to answer this: Do you remember love?
 
 They all stare back at him, unsure how to answer. But if they succeed, Fernando has put a major crack into their psychological brainwashing.
 
Fernando: Alex II, I'm going to need you to leave.
 
 Alex II leaves the room without question.  
 
 Rico follows him and locks the door behind Alex II as he left. She then does a complete 180, and heads back to the bed, almost in a marching fashion.
 
Bink: Do I remember Love? From a family? My Fratello is my family...
 
Rico: I remember my family. They used to fight and argue about me all the time, at least when I was in the hospital.
 
Triela: I don't remember my family at all.
 
Claes: I barely remember mine.
 
Fernando: Your conditioning, your programming and your brainwashing prevents you to remember who and what you were before becoming members of section 1. Some of you have went through a heavy conditioning process, others light. It depends on what brought you here in the first place. I can not answer for you why it was done to you, but you have to go past your conditioning to understand why.
 
Bink: Do you love your daughter?
 
Claes: Bink, that was unnecessary!
 
 Fernando lets out a sigh before answering.
 
Fernando: Its OK, Claes. Let me start with everyone has a secret. Aiesha was a secret that I did not know about until just a few years ago. It makes no less that I do love her or not, it only made it difficult to accept. Once there is acceptance, then can be understand and then love. Yes, I love her for she is my daughter, when I found out the truth that she was. Mind you, she's 26 now, I've only known about her since she was 18.
 
Bink: Wow...
 
 The other 3 girls look at Bink in disbelief.
 
Bink: What?!!
 
Claes: Maybe there was a reason as to why it happened.
 
Fernando: There was a reason; I do not consider it to be the right reason, but there was a reason.
 
Bink: What was that reason?
 
Fernando: Her mother and I had a fight and ran away from me. Doing that, she did not tell me she was pregnant. Nor did she tell me that she was raising our child in the few times that we met. In short, discovering Aiesha was an accident. Since then, I've done my best for her.
 
Bink: That was not nice of her.
 
Fernando: Believe me, she is not nice.
 
Bink: Then how did you and her got together?
 
 Fernando glares Bink but only for a second
 
Fernando: That's ancient history.
 
Triela: We have plenty of time.
 
Claes: Not you too...
 
Fernando: Its OK, Claes... History started by once upon a time, and living happily ever after, but it did not turn out to be that way. You girls fought against terrorists and corrupt government officials. What would happen if one of you became like them- hurting others.
 
Rico: We will kill who ever that might be.
 
Fernando: Elsa?
 
Bink: Elsa was not evil.
 
Triela: She killed her handler, Lauro.
 
Bink: That does not make her evil.
 
Claes: What if she did not kill herself?
 
Fernando: That is the problem, too many if's. But you girls have not answered my question... Do You Remember Love?  
 
 Claes thought for a moment,  she remembers reading a lot and how she got books for Christmas and birthdays. At least those are the memories of her previous life rekindled by the photo album in her file. In every photograph, she is reading or holding up a book she just received. Those are certainly warm, pleasant memories.
 
Claes (thinking): Is that love?
 
 There is a tug on her heart for the life she once had. That is all Claes can be certain of.  
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 Hondo had been in the copter hanger when the earlier ruckus had taken place. Fernando had made it clear on copter that he wanted to be alone with the girls durin' the transfusion. Hondo didn't argue as he knew Fernando had a good reason, an' Hondo trusted his judgment thoroughly by now.
 
 When the ruckus was told about down at the hanger bay, Hondo raced topside with a suitcase like box in one hand an' his .50 cal dragoon in the other. He clearly missed the action, but he knew the girls needed more ammo, or more guns. The door to the infirmary was closed again when Hondo got there, so he knocked on the door. Fernando looked up at the figure in the door window with a disgusted look on his face but his looked lost its angry when he saw Hondo, who was holdin' up the case an' pointin' at it. Fernando ordered one of the girls to let Hondo in, and to relock the door after him.
 
Fernando: About time you got here.
Hondo: Sorry I missed the action, just makin' sure they got to work on that copter an' didn't mess up my modifications. Besides it was so noises down there I couldn't hear myself think. I heard from one of the crew that there was a fight goin' on up here with a spy. I came as soon as I was told.
 
 Hondo opened the case as the girls looked on with curious looks, wonderin' what he had. Hondo read their looks and answered them.  
 
Hondo: That will not be the last intruder, I'm a thinkin', so y'all will need more ammo an' more fire power.  I'll take my pistols back from you two, *Hondo pointed at Bink and Claes* and give you each two of these.
 
 Hondo pulled out four .25/.32's and handed it to Bink and Claes.
 
Hondo: Rico can have the fifth one an' use her own pistol as I have more ammo for her. Triela, I have more ammo for you an' you can use this snub nose .38 special I found in the copter. I'll give each of you 50 rounds a piece of ammo per caliber weapon you have.
 
Fernando: Sounds good to me. now you can do whatever you were doing and I can finish here.
 
Hondo: I'm stayin' here.
 
Fernando: No your not.
 
Hondo: I'm a stayin'. I'll sit in the corner an' stay quiet, but since the last fellow failed who knows how many will come next. I'm stayin' an' helpin', an' that's that!
 
 Fernando saw the determination in Hondo's blood shot eyes, the lack of sleep was showin' a little, and even though Fernando twas sure they could handle any problems it was nice to have a friend around that cared that much and was willing to go all the way to protect those he cared about. Fernando was also learning to trust Hondo as a friend, as a person, an' a partner. He also was learning to trust Hondo's abilities, though he thought he had a long way to go he had far more fighting abilities than most that had come on this mission.
 
Fernando: OK. We might need you at that.
 
  Fernando laid back down. Hondo pick himself an out of sight, dark corner an' sat down on a chair backward with pistol in hand an' his colt shot gun, which he had slung over his shoulder, now rested against his knee.  
 
Fernando: Girls, we'll continue our discussion later; Claes, time check.
 
Claes: Its been 1 hour and 20minutes.
 
Fernando: Whats Angelica's vital signs?
 
Claes: Its... (she looks at her notes and then to the life monitors)... Heart rate is 72, Blood Pressure is 110/80.
 
Fernando (to himself): a definite improvement.
 
Bink: Your blood pressure and heart rate are dropping.
 
Fernando: Let them drop. I'll be fine after a while.
 
Hondo: You're also be in no condition to fight either.
 
Fernando: I thought you were going to rest.
 
Hondo: I am. Just stating the obvious, that's all.
 
 Fernando slowly gets up and sits on his bed next to Angelica's, thinking '2 hours- that would be a little more than 4 pints of blood, or about less than 1/2 of my total supply.'
 
Fernando: Rico, go to the guards outside and tell them to go get Dr. Aiesha.
 
 Rico complies, returning when she was done. Feeling tired, Fernando takes his guns that the girls had returned, putting them into their proper placements on his person. He then spots the case where he had packed the extra guns at, finding 1 left inside. He takes it along with a clip of ammo, checks it and then places it on Angelica's belly. She reaches to get and picks it up, moving it to a more comfortable position on her person.
 
 Within minutes, Dr. Aiesha returns with DARYL. Rico opens the door for her, but following directions too literally, draws her weapon to DARYL to keep him at bay by the door before locking it on his face. Fernando approves of her actions.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Whats going on?
 
Fernando: Its time to disconnect.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Its only been 90 minutes or so.
 
Fernando: More than enough. I figure she has 1/2 my blood volume in her, and for a girl her size, that's more than enough.
 
 Dr. Aiesha clamps the transfer tube on both patients, slowly removing the needle from Angelica's arm first and bandaging the injection site, and then does the same to Fernando. Fernando slowly gets up and stands by Angelica's bed.
 
Stroking her hair to one side, he tells her: You need to want to live if you don't want to die. Understand that?
 
 Angelica nods her head.
 
Fernando: No one here wants you to die. We want you to live.
 
Angelica: I know.
 
Fernando Then get well. Aiesha, I'll be back, you stay with the girls. Girls, protect Dr. Aiesha and Angelica. Come on Hondo... we got things to do.
 
Hondo: OK Boss Squirrel Man.
 
 Dr. Aiesha tries to start an argument to keep Fernando from leaving, but quickly loses the battle.  
 
 They both leave. Bink can be heard saying: Dr. Aiesha, is that really your father?
 
Claes: BINK!
 
 Fernando and Hondo make their way to the galley, where they walk into the cooking area and talk with the KP-Sgt. (Kitchen Police Sargent).
 
Fernando: Sir, I have several girls in the infirmary who have not eaten all day. Mind setting a little something for them?
 
KP-Sgt: What do you have in mind?
 
Fernando: Well, lets see. Tea. small cake like things, like crumpets or mini crescents? A big pasta meal can be given later on, lets say, for dinner.
 
KP-Sgt: We really don't have things like that here.
 
 W.I. Rose walks in quietly, checks the 'mess' for routine inspection, and listens in before stepping into the conversation.
 
W.I.  Rose: You have enough raw materials here. Make something a little special for our invited and dignified guests.
 
KP-Sgt: Yes Sir! (Then he turns to his kitchen crew, walking away and shouting at them) Listen here you maggots...
 
W.I. Rose: Fernando, I've seen you look better in worse situations.
 
Fernando: I know. I'm just tired.
 
W.I.  Rose: Don't give me that 'I'm Tired' BS... I know what you did, and I can't really do or say anything about it, but I expect no less out of you. Now, if my basic first aide is correct, you need some food yourself.
 
Fernando: Just take a banana, and some milk and blend it, that and some cookies, and I'll be fine.
 
W.I. Rose: OK then. Go sit in the main dining area, and I'll take care of things for you.
 
 Fernando makes his way to the main dining area. Hondo sneaks around the kitchen area, taking a sample of the chili and beef that they were preparing for the crew. He eventually catches up with Fernando and sits with his small meal.
 
Fernando: You're in no better shape than I am.
 
Hondo: You do what you got to do, you know.
 
Fernando: Yes, one must, but not that the expense of themselves. Look, Hondo- you do as you must so that every night, you can feel comfortable going to bed and not worry about some idiot going after you in your sleep.
 
Hondo: I'll do fine with naps here an' there. I'll sleep when I get home.
 
Fernando: Just don't be too tired. We're not finished yet.
 
 W.I. Rose arrives with a tall metal glass of blended bananas and milk, with a dish of assorted cookies.
 
W.I. Rose: Don't tell the captain about this. Those are from his private stock.
 
Fernando: Well, for that I'm going to have to repay him and you after the mission. Thanks.
 
W.I. Rose: You don't have to repay anything... Just get those girls to the Cafe is payment enough.
 
Fernando: What's your interest in them?
 
W.I. Rose: I don't mean it to sound like that or anything. It just no child should be put through what they have went through.
 
Fernando: I see.
 
 Fernando starts off his drink and cookies, taking it slow. Hondo finishes his small meal long before Fernando does his.
 
 The KP-Sgt arrives to their table with a closed large serving tray, that he places on the table.
 
KP-Sgt: Tea and pastries for our guest. Its not our finest chinaware but it will have to do.
 
Fernando: Thank you sir. I'll see that you get a medal for your service.
 
 The KP-Sgt looks at him odd, as if he would ever get a medal for this favor. He then nods at Fernando, turns around and walks away. Fernando finishes the last of his drink and cookies, before getting up to leave. He tries to pick up the serving try but finds it heavier than he'd expected. Hondo reaches for it and takes it.
 
Fernando: Thank you Rose.
 
W.I. Rose: Its been my pleasure.
 
 Fernando and Hondo leaves the galley and back to the infirmary with the tray. Once inside, they put the tray on Fernando's bed and open it. Hondo lowers to the bed to table level.
 
Fernando: Sorry ladies, but we're short on tables and chairs.
 
 The girls look at the tray, without first realizing what it that they had bought. Once they figured out what it was, they go about their tea ritual.  
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You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
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Reply #18 - Aug 4th, 2010, 11:54am
 
Dr. Aiesha checks on Angelica, who is rapidly recovering from her internal injuries, and is showing internal hemorrhaging slowing down. She then eyes over to Fernando who was with Hondo, who now looks like the lab rat that was deliberately stressed to failure just to see how it looks, before returning to Angelica.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Feeling better?
 
Angelica: Much better. When can I return to the dorm with the others?
 
Dr. Aiesha: Uhm... soon. Very soon.
 
Angelica: Today?
 
Bink: Want some tea and pastries, Angelica?
 
Dr. Aiesha (to herself): Nice save, Bink.
 
Angelica: Yes, please.
 
Bink: Can she, Dr. Aiesha?
 
Dr. Aiesha: Yes she can, Bink.
 
 Bink serves Angelica some tea and pastries while Dr. Aiesha walks over to her father, Fernando. The girls go on with their philosophical talk about their situation.
 
Dr. Aiesha: You're OK, Dad?
 
Fernando: Huh?
 
Dr. Aiesha: I asked if you were OK.
 
Fernando: No, not that. You called me 'Dad'.
 
Dr. Aiesha: I did? Oh... anyways, are you OK?
 
Fernando: Considering what is happening, I'll be fine in time.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Were you always like this, Dad?
 
Fernando: You did it again.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Look- you deserve the title. Anyone that caring deserves all the titles they can get.
 
Fernando: You actually think I care?
 
Dr. Aiesha: You must since you do so much. You don't know these girls, but you're working to getting them a new live, and save them from a life of killing and hard emotions.
 
Fernando: Look, I won't admit in words why I do things. I just see a wrong that needs righted, and I will right it. Words be darn. Its easy to talk. Its hard to do. And this is a world where one is darn for doing or not doing. So I rather be darn for doing something than doing nothing. There is where I've always stand.
 
 Dr. Aeisha leans over and gives Fernando on his forehead, before getting up and walking away to her patient.
 
Hondo: If she wasn't your daughter, I would ask her out.
 
Fernando: You can ask her out, but disrespect her, and you'll have to deal with me.
 
Hondo: That's why I won't ask her out.
 
 Fernando just shakes his head.
 
Hondo: You said that there is more to be done?
 
Fernando: Yes. But you and I need rest before we can continue further.
 
Hondo: I'll be fine with my cat naps.
 
Fernando (as he got up): then nap now.
 
 Fernando went back to his bed, moving it back to its area, and closing off the area with its curtains. He shuts off the lights, places the glasses on the nightstand and tries to go to sleep on the bed with the pillow over his eyes. His glasses fall off the nightstand and to underneath Angelica's bed. Bink picks them up and tries to look through them, finding it difficult to see through.
 
Bink: How can he see through them?
 
 Claes takes the glasses from Bink, and looks through them, before putting them above hers. Then she realizes that though dark as they are, what can be seen is enhanced by contrast, thus seeing a moving object is easier to track while looking through them. But it requires a very sensitive pair of eyes to see through them. Claes takes them off and walks into Fernando's partitioned area, putting the glasses on the night stand again. The she reaches over Fernando, taking the finger sensor and places it on his left index finger. The monitors start recording his vital signs again.
 
Fernando: Thank you Claes.
 
 Claes gasps for a second.
 
Claes: How you knew it was me?
 
Fernando: Don't ask. I just know. I need some sleep. And though Angelica looks better, she needs her rest too. So lets get the lights darken and you with the others can guard us until dinner.
 
Claes: Yes.
 
 Claes steps out of the partitioned area, talked with the girls when they were done with their tea party, and then went into guard mode while Fernando and Angelica slept.  
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 Back in a park near the Cafe, the AI bat, CCC, had two Protocol 7 bodies that looked like Fernando and Hondo who were very visibly and quietly playing chess against each other. This confused a couple of people from the Italian Embassy to no end.
 
Meanwhile on the ship, the AI bat was trying to look for Fernando. It said that it had unearthed some information which it thought he might find useful...  
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Admiral Donally got a call.
 
Donnally: WHAT! Great. Alright Agent 2, stay there and wait for further orders.
 
 
Agent 2: yes sir
 
 He then hung up.
 
Admiral Donally: Nitro Is dead. Time to call in a favor.
 
 He then made a phone call.
 
Donally: Professor, Do you have any other rouge CIA cyborgs ready?
 
Professor: Yes, I do. His name is Scott Turbo. He can disguise himself easily. He is on the ship already. I had a  feeling he might be needed. He won't be as easy to take down as Nitro was.
 
Donally: Good! I'll pay you extra for thinking ahead.
 
Professor: Thank you. He is ready and waiting.
 
Donally: GOOD! Send him these orders . . .
 
 
 Back on the USs Enterprise, in the gym a male mouse was exercising. as his oders came through on a ear bud he had on he put the weights he was using back on the rack.
 
Scott: Must capture the girls and kill Fernando, Hondo, and anyone else that gets in the way. Be ware of CIA agent ALex II as well. Message understood.
 
 He then took out two 9mm and place them in his holsters and put on his uniform. He then headed out to to complete his mission.
 
 Down in the hold a black and red mouse name Terriance Williams, who was a spy for Admiral Donally,  decided to get out before he was found out.  He wnet to his quaters to get his suitcase, which was full of money he was paid to do this assignment and important documents that gave all the weaknesses and other vital information about the Enterprise, Captain Ready, his crew, and the rescue team. He then put two 9mm in his hosters, one with the silencer on it, and placed the sling of his AK-47 over his shoulder. Then taking 10 rounds of ammo for each of his guns  and placing them into his pockets he places another 60 Rounds, 30 of 9mm Rounds and 30 of AK-47 rounds, into a duffel bag.  Grabbing his gear he then headed to the area where the launches and other small boats were kept. He walked right up to the guard without hesitating.
 
Guard 1: Halt
 
Terriance: No!
 
 Terriance then pulled out the pistol with the silencer and shot the guard in the side. a second guard ran up as he saw what happened, but before he could react he was spun on his heels as a 9mm round caught him on the shoulder. Terriance grinned evilly as the guard lay on the floor, their life blood draining from them. He threw his gear into the fastest and most advanced of the small boats and took off. Alex II heard the commotion but ran up too late.
 
Alex II: You can't hide! I'll come after you for this!!
 
Terriance (yelling back before speeding off): NO you won't. Our cybord Scott will not let you live!
 
Alex II: Scott? as in rouge CIA agent Scott?
 
Terriance: Yeah. I'll be at your funeral to console your wife, don't worry. Chou.  
 
 ALex II fumed for a moment, but there was no time to stop. He called medical to come for the downed guards. When the medical team arrived Alex II had managed to stop the bleeding of the two guards as much as possible. As the medical team worked on moving the guards. Alex II made a call to the bridge. He filled in the Comm officer on what happened then told him to report it to Fernando and Captain Ready.
 
Alex II: Tell captain ready if he can send out an APB on Terriance that would be good. I don't have time to chase him now, but I fear he has some sensitive information. Also, let both the captain and Fernando know that there is another rouge CIA cyborg on the ship. I'm going to go hunt him.
 
 Alex II hung up and started his search for Scott. Meanwhile Scott appraised the situation before him.
 
Scott: Hmm, The girls and Hondo are guarding Fernando, but they are guarding each other as well. They are lucky, for the moment.  I will just set up some AK-47 in 8 rooms. It will either kill them when they come out or kill others and draw them out and separate them.  
 
 Scott hurriedly set up his 8 traps. The last one he set up in Fernando's room. then he set one up outside to shoot as soon as he left.
 
Scott: that will bring someone.
 
 Alex II heard a gun shooting so he ran saw the machine gun shooting at Fernando's room. He shut it down as the guards came running up. They saw the gun and the shot up door so they jumped towards the door to open it.
 
Alex II: don't open that . . .
 
 Before the words were out of him they had opened the door an' the first guard caught the machine gun fire right in the chest killing him instantly. Alex II dove under the gun fire.  Seeing no one was in the room he fired a small rocket from a weird looking gun that took out the gun. Alex II stood up and looked around. there was a radio laying on the floor. As Alex II picked it up a voice came over its speaker.
 
Scott: Alex II. You will never find me! he he he! 1 down 7 more to go. So which rooms are the other 7 traps in? He he he he he!
 
Alex II (to the guards):Guys be careful. He will not in the 7 Rooms so he controlling the Machine guns in the 7 rooms with a remote. He is here to take out the rescue team and to nab the girls, I am sure of this. Spread out and e careful!!
 
 Scott lay in an air-duct listening to the goings on from hidden microphones  he had spread all over the place. He chuckled and watched over cameras in each room for the doors to be open and new potential victims to enter.
   
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Radar Officer: Captain, the contact is on the move. Moving on a course of 270 degrees.
 
Then Radio spoke up: Incoming message from Texas, ma'am.
 
 Captain Linda Hale picked up the phone off of her console.  
 
Captain Hale: Hale here.
 
 The vixen listened intently for a few brief moments.  
 
Captain Hale: I see. Thank you.
 
Linda hung up the phone and turned to fire control.
 
CaptainHale: FC, you have permission to engage. Execute.
 
FC Seaman: Yes, ma'am.
 
 The FC seaman tapped commands into his console.
 
 On deck, the USS San Jacinto's forward 5"/54 caliber gun mount came to life. The completely automated mount swiveled around to track the target boat. Then, with a crack, the gun flared into action, sending a 5" round screaming out of the barrel and straight at Terriance's boat. Even as the little boat dived, the shell found its mark. It didn't even have to hit the boat. The concussion from the shell's impact against the water created an underwater shock-wave that ripped the submersible boat apart. Then the shell detonated and the shrapnel did its deadly work, peppering the remnants of the boat with large chunks of steel. The Mark 45 gun system cycled, automatically loading another shell, and just three seconds later another round slammed into the water where the boat was, further disintegrating it.
 
 On the San Jacinto, the radar and sonar blip that represented Terriance's boat vanished.  
 
Radar Officer: Target eliminated.  
 
 The entire engagement, from beginning to end, had taken less than twenty seconds.  
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The bat, still trying to find Fernando, met Dr. Aiesha leaving his room.  
 
CCC: Do you know where Fernando is?
 
Dr. Aiesha: He needs his sleep.
 
CCC: Very well. My news will wait. Is this his room?
 
Dr. Aiesha: No, the infirmary, but you are not to go inside. He's getting little enough rest as it is.
 
CCC: I shall wait outside until he awakes.
 
The bat settled down calmly to wait...
 
...and ten minutes later, a machine gun fired just above it's head. Alex II fired a rocket at it, said something about a control box and six other machine guns that were set up by a spy to kill Fernando, and then he turned and rushing off to find the others and the quarry he was chasing.
 
 The AI bat quietly began to door to door and disconnect the machine guns one by one blocking any radio control that might activate the guns...  
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 Hondo decided to take one of his quick naps now. He propped himself in a corner, cocked his shot gun an' laid it over his knees.
 
 He knew the slightest unusual noise would wake him, an' he is not fun to play with when being just woken up. As Hondo drifted off to the half sleep, half consciousness he called a nap, he heard Fernando's rhythmic breath of sleep an' heard the girls quiet chatter as the kept vigil over him.
 
Hondo (thinkin'): Well, at least I don't have to watch over him or the moment. He couldn't be safe even if delta force was sittin' over him.
 
 That was Hondo's last complete conscious thought for the moment.  
 
 Sleep is one thing that is easy to get, rest another different thing altogether. A couple of hours sleep may not be enough for all involved, but it will have to do. What is more important now is the welfare of the girls, even though for the time being there is a symbiosis going on at the moment.
 
 Fernando wakes up, feeling like being on the losing end of Mack truck vs VW Beetle. It takes a little longer than normal to gather his wits together, but he manages. He gets up out of bed and steps out through the partition, quickly latching onto Angelica's bed. The girls look at him, wondering if to help or not. He recomposes himself for a minute before making his statement.
 
Fernando: Ladies... dinner time. I need you to go to the bathroom and wash up before we go.
 
 The girls stick their hands out in front of him, showing that they are ahead of schedule. Even Angelica was ready. Hondo was already awake and aware at this time.
 
Fernando: Alright... How about a wheelchair for Angelica?
 
 Claes points to the one on the opposite side of her bed.
 
Fernando: OK then... As soon as Angelica gets into the wheelchair, we can go.
 
Bink: What about you washing your hands?
 
Hondo: Don't look at me, Boss Squirrel Man. I already got my hands washed...
 
Fernando: Alright... I'll go wash my hands. But we all better be ready to go when I'm done.
 
 Fernando goes off to opposite side of the infirmary where the bath and wash room was. He washes his hands as he normally does, like a doctor preparing for surgery. He comes out some 5 minutes later, finding the girls ready by the door. Hondo takes Angelica's wheel chair, and they walk out of room as a group.
 
 CCC gets up and approaches the group, for Fernando, alarming the girls into defense mode. Each one taking their small arms out, aiming it at the AI-Bat. Not to overly concerned, CCC looks over at the girls and their guns pointed at him. He does however keeps his distance as to not further alarm them.
 
CCC: I have some vital information for you, sir.
 
Fernando: Girls, relax. Put away the guns and go on ahead of me. I'll meet you in a moment.
 
 Hondo takes the cue and pushes Angelica in her wheelchair out of the area as quickly as he can rapid-walk from there. The girls give chase as to follow him to the galley.
 
Fernando (yelling down the hall): Make sure that they sit in a table and not get on line!
 
 Fernando then turns to the AI-Bat
 
Fernando: What information do you have?  
 
CCC: I have found that there were originally ten fratello teams. One team is dead; I have confirmed locations between one and two weeks ago for the other teams, together with fragments of a deleted two-week-old document describing their expected plans from that point on. Your activities since that point may have changed those plans.
 
Fernando: I see. You'd just verified some of what I already know. Question is, do you suspect that the remaining Fratello teams are a danger to us that should be dealt with or leave them alone? I'm also going to need a message sent to the UN Investigators- to release custody onto our group the following individuals and have them waiting at the airport for a mid-day pick up tomorrow. The individuals are (6 total):
     Louis Duvalier- Technician officer, works on designing outside of the cyborg's body.
     Belgonchi- Technician officer, expert on artificial organs and the vascular system.
     Priscilla- A female agent for Section 2.
     Ferro- Another female agent for Section 2.
     Pietro Fermi- A male agent for Section 1, who investigated the deaths of Elsa deSica and  Lauro, also finding information on the child assassins employed by Section 2.
     Elenora Gabrielli- A female agent for Section 1, Pietro's Assistant. She often kept track of minor details for Section 1 for him and kept a Moleskin pocketbook with everything she needed written inside. Depending on interviews with these people will I determine the next set of actions.  
 
CCC: It is requested that they be waiting at an airport for a midday pickup tomorrow.  
 
Fernando: I appreciate the help you've given thus far. How are in you data processing? While I'm gone tomorrow, I'm going to need you to communicate with Dr. Aiesha, DARYL and the cyborg doctors, and extrapolate intel from them that will benefit the girl's health in terms of identifying toxins used in the cybernetic implants and how to eliminate or counteract those toxins. Knowing that their bones are augmented with carbon fiber can pose a threat to various organ systems, one can't simply remove the carbon fiber that easily. So between your knowledge and theirs, I think a solution can be found.  
 
CCC: I can increase my data processing speed by having the tripods build more processors as required. However, my medical knowledge is almost non-existent; it would be most sensible to send any conclusions I reach to DOS first, in order to remove the blatantly ludicrous before suggesting them further. I cannot tell the difference between correct and incorrect medical data; if a website suggests beetroot and potatoes as a cure for AIDS, well, I wouldn't know any better. So other than that I'll do what I can.
 
Fernando: Just supply what you have; they can eliminate the nonsensical datum from the list. I have much work to do before we return for home.
 
CCC: I will provide what I can.
 
Fernando: Good.
 
 Fernando starts to walk away, at first to catch up with Hondo and the girls, but then stops by the a set of standing guards in the hallway.
 
Fernando: Tell your supervisors, the one named Jean who is in the interrogation, bring him out to the port bow (right rear) of the ship. I will be there waiting.
 
 One the two guards comply to the demand. As he radios the message, Fernando leaves to the deck of the ship. He waits at the appointed area, as within a minute's time, Captain Ready and two guards arrive with Jean in irons.
 
Fernando: Release him from his jewelry.
 
Captain Ready: Isn't he a prisoner?
 
Fernando: I will deal with him. Release him and let us be.
 
Captain Ready: I am not into following orders from anyone other than my superiors...
 
Fernando: I'm not giving you orders, nor would I need too. I just require assistance in completing this mission. I thank you and your crew in complying to me needs.
 
Captain Ready: You'll be fine with him freed?
 
Fernando: I'll be fine. Besides, its a long swim back to Italy, and if he tries to steal a plane, he'll be shot. So what options does he have?
 
 Captain Ready signals to the guards to remove the shackles placed upon Jean. After unshackling him, the captain leaves with his guards, posting them by the entrance of the tower.
 
Jean: What do you want of me?
 
Fernando: You refer the girls as a tool. But they are not tools, they are children. Children who are dying because your service's dirty work.
 
Jean: These girls were already dead when they were given to us. We gave them new bodies, repaired their injuries, trained them to use their new bodies, put together a new life for them. For all this, all we asked is their service in section 2.
 
Fernando: Asked for their service? How is brainwashing them into submission and obedience asking somebody in service? Tell me, what if in asking, they refused to do the service?
 
 Jean remained silent for the moment.
 
Jean: You do not understand what we are going through?
 
Fernando: We? As in we being Italy or something more personal?
 
Jean: We as in Italy.
 
Fernando: Really. You say one thing but the inflection in your voice tells me another.
 
Jean: You do not understand what it is to deal with corrupt politicians, organized crime and terrorism. You do not know the personal price that we all pay.
 
Fernando: Oh really?
 
Jean: You will never know.
 
Fernando: You will never know the personal price I have paid for the likes of you. For God, Honor and Country- you believe what you do wrong is right. Do Not believe that you will convince me otherwise. All I care about is restoring some humanity to the girls, and your cooperation to that cause.
 
Jean: And what do I get in return for this cooperation?
 
Fernando: That would be your mistake to think that you will be rewarded for just a few words and little action.
 
Jean: Then why should I help you?
 
Fernando: Its a long swim back to Italy.
 
Jean: You're no better than the terrorists we hunt down.
 
Fernando: That would be your mistake to mark me as an enemy. You see, I have no enemies, they are all dead and buried.
 
Jean: That has to be the most hollowed threat I have ever heard.
 
Fernando: I don't need to make threats. Never did, never will. I do what is supposed to be right- not for me, but for others, even if I don't agree with it myself. And right now, what is right is to restore those girls to being girls.
 
Jean: I do not think that would be possible.
 
Fernando: If you're so willing to give up hope into what I ask, then I have no use for the likes of you.
 
Jean: Heh... what now, you expect me to swim for home?
 
Fernando: You can go back to your friends. Hopefully you will change your mind. Leave now, go to the guards, and they will take you to your friends. When I am done, you will be released.
 
Jean starts to walk away from Fernando, back to the guards, saying outloud, "Terrorist..."
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 Interrogation of the cyborg doctors did not go well as planned for Dr. Aiesha. Too much in the way of "its too way out of your league", "you wont understand the technologies used", "this is beyond your ability to learn"; are just excuses for not foward the needed information in addressing the girls' health needs. Though Dr. Aiesha's medical carrer is a short one, she has never seen such a sickly group of girls, nor she probably never will again.
 
 Of all the areas of the ship, the rear of the tower on the deck is the most quietest. But as the sun goes down, not much daylight is left. DARYL and Dr. Aiesha do what they can with what little light is left, going over the notes Fernando left behind the last time he was here...
 
Considing that in microscopically adhering carbon fibers to the Calcium matrix of the bones, this will present a major interference problem with Calcium/Phosphorus exchange in the blood stream. Also depending on the metals used in the augmenting of joints in various locations through the body, there a concern for poisoning from those metals...
 
 Then it hit Her.. "
 
Dr. Aiesha: Dad- how you never became a medical doctor is beyond me, but your assessment is just sheer genius in the scope of its simplicity of the obvious.
 
DARYL: What was that, Dr. Aiesha?
 
Dr. Aiesha: Oh... nothing. Really.
 
DARYL: If I did not know any better...
 
Dr. Aiesha: Well, its getting late. How about a quick dinner before retiring to bed?
 
DARYL: I do not require any sleep.
 
Dr. Aiesha: You and that android brain of yours... Well, lets eat first. I know that body of your does requirement nourishment.
 
 DARYL gets up first and lends a hand to help her to get up. Just a few steps around the tower, they step into the ship's infrastructure, down some halls and stairs, and into the galley. Instead of getting on line first, they commandeer a large table in the rear to continue our studies with.  
 
 CCC joined Dr. Aiesha and Daryl not long after. CC carried a large leather bound book and laid it on the table.
 
CCC: Fernando said you could use my help. He also said you needed information on carbon fiber poisoning.
 
 Dr. Aiesha looked skeptically at the large, leather-bound book; somewhat larger than the average encyclopedia volume.  
 
Dr. Aiesha: There are all cures for carbon fiber poisoning?
 
CCC: No, cures specific to carbon fiber are in here.
 
 The AI held out a far smaller book.  
 
CCC: The larger book contains part one of a list of compounds and procedures designed to aid with any medical problem, suggested in each case by at least one source.
 
 Dr. Aiesha nodded, and proceeded to ignore the large book entirely...  After a while she looked up at CCC again.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Can you build a a spectral analyzer?
 
CCC: I can build anything, when given plans and sufficient explanation as to how it works.
 
Dr. Aiesha: Basic Technology 101- Given a pure source of light, all materials reflect back all light except that of their molecular and atomic components, thus creating a spectral signature for that item. All is needed is an enclosed space, with a small table in its center for the item to sit upon. A point of entry for the pure light to enter, and point of exit for the reflected light to leave, and a prism to break apart the light into its component signature.
 
CCC: sounds simple to build. I will get on it right away.
 
Dr. Aiesha: There is more. It must be less then a cubic foot and a 1/2, about 18 inches; still the simple part. The hard part is a spectral analyzer and comparator, to read the spectral signature, and compare it to known signatures for an analysis.
 
CCC: Would this analyzer/comparator be analog or digital?
 
Dr. Aiesha: Analog, unless you can provide 1megabit resolution, and do comparisons in nanoseconds per entry/sample. Most of the designs and explanation of its operations for this analyzer can be found in the internet, as well as millions of prerecorded signatures for known substances.
 
 CCC signals to his tripods about the ship to gather some materials into the infirmary, and quickly finds planes for a high resolution spectral analyzer. The tripods begin to build this spectral analyzer with materials that they have recycled from the ship. They also gathered one defunct laptop which they had repaired and programmed to work with the analyzer.
 
 As they have their little conversation, Hondo enters with the girls in tow. The table where Dr. Aiesha, CCC and DARYL was the emptiest of all. They head to it.  
 
Hondo wheeled Angelica to the end that had no chair, and the girls sit down at the empty spots.
 
Hondo: Gal's, I'm gonna go by the door an' watch for Fernando. I'll be close, so only shoot if you absolutely have too, an' ignore the AI bat, he is confusin' but don't shoot 'im.
 
 He then walked to the door, shotgun in hand still, and watched, not only for Fernando, but for trouble.  
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Jean starts to walk away from Fernando, back to the guards, saying out loud, "Terrorist..."
 
 Fernando takes his cane and balances it in his hands. Then he throws it like a javelin, handle first. It flies across the deck of the ship, hitting the back of Jean's head. Jean fall down hard on the steel plating of the deck.
 
 Fernando walks over to Jean, picking up his cane off the floor next to him. Then he grabs Jean by the back of his coat, hauling him 1/2 up on his feet and drags him to the other side of the ship. Taking him to the edge between 2 planes that were parked by the starboard bow, Fernando holds Jean just over the edge, precariously and just over at an awkward angle, giving him a view of dark area below the ship's side.
 
Fernando: If I was a terrorist, you would be dead right now.
 
Jean: Why don't you just do it and get it over with once and for all.
 
Fernando: I am not a terrorist, as you would so claim.
 
Jean: I would not be so forgiving towards you.
 
Fernando: How much do you value life?
 
Jean: More than you will ever care for.
 
Fernando: That's an odd answer, from one who is destroying the life of several little girls, while I'm trying to save them. But you see them as a tool, don't you. Like a pimp would, force them into a life of indentured servitude. But instead of sex, you have them do the dirtiest job of killing people for you. So one with such a mind set would not value life as one might believe.
 
Jean: What would you know about the value of life?
 
Fernando takes Jean from the edge of the ship and slams him against the side of the front of the ship's tower.
 
 Fernando: You being alive should be proof enough of my value of it. I don't like you, not in the slightest, but I respect you as a living breathing being. In reviewing your records, I know you had lost loved ones to terrorists. I know that you want revenge for those who did this. I know that you're driven to actuating that cause. I also know that you would pay any price in getting satisfaction in your revenge.
 
Jean: What do you know about losing a love one to violence?
 
Fernando: I know what you're going through. I too lost a loved one to violence- my wife to a rogue special ops agent. It took me 15 years to enact my revenge upon him. 15 long and tiring years.
 
Jean: 15 years... I do not intend to wait that long.
 
Fernando: I had no choice. I had to wait while he rotted in jail, only to be released early for being a model prisoner.
 
 Fernando lets go of Jean and takes a step away.
 
Fernando: When I found out of his release, then I acted.
 
Jean: I see.
 
Fernando: Your personal little war is taking lives of innocent girls, corrupting them. My war is not with you, but for them. Understand the difference.
 
Jean: You are in the way of doing my job.
 
Fernando: I'm not here to stop you of doing your job. I am giving you other options. You want to hunt terrorists, you do without the girls. Nor are you going to add more girls onto your list of assassin cyborgs.
 
Jean: Due to your actions, my agency no longer exists. So what options are you offering?
 
Fernando: I'm not giving options until I know that the girls are safe. Until then there are no promises.
 
Jean: What you offer is a Faustidian deal.
 
Fernando: What I offer is nothing. Based on your action will determine mine. You can start with telling me where Marco is.
 
Jean: What do you want with him?
 
Fernando: He's Angelica's handler, he knows her history, what the doctors put her through. All I can about is that information.
 
Jean: Why don't you get it from the doctors themselves?
 
Fernando: They're as stubborn as you are.  
 
 All of a sudden Fernando's cell phone rings. He pulled it out and  checks the caller I.D. to see who it is. He growled at it as if to scare away the caller, but as it keeps ringing he answers it.
 
Fernando: Hello Misao.
 
Misao: Fernando. If you want to get Jean to talk, let me talk to him.
 
 Fernando hands the cell phone to Jean.  
 
Fernando: There is a lady who wants to talk to you.
 
 Jean picks up the cell phone.  
 
Jean: Interrogation by phone. That's a new one.
 
Misao: I am not an interrogator. I'm a clairvoyant engineer.
 
Jean: You're clairvoyant? This should make for a quick interrogation.
 
 Jean shakes his head in disbelief.
 
Misao: I could tell you what you are wearing and what you have in your pockets but you would think that information was given to me in advance so we are not going there. The information on Marco's location you gave Fernando earlier is false and since I already know where Marco is I would know if you are lying.
 
Jean: If you think by telling me you are clairvoyant and that you already know where Marco is will make me spill the beans, you are sadly mistaken.
 
 Misao named the bar in Naples Italy where Marco is at that moment.  
 
Misao: I am sure you are familiar with the place.
 
Jean: I am. You are either at the bar at this moment or you have someone in the field. What do you need from me?
 
Misao: You and I need to come to an understanding. Personally I think you are lower than the terrorists who murdered your family but Fernando understands your need for revenge and he wants you out so you can pursue your revenge provided we come to an understanding you will not use others to pull the trigger for you. Understand this. If you do pursue this life, the same people you are hunting down will kill you but not before you kill even more of them.
 
Jean: What do you want from me?
 
Misao: Tell Fernando where Marco is hiding is hiding out. Do you need the address?
 
Jean: Since you stalked him to the bar, you already know where he's living. No, thanks.
 
Misao: After you tell Fernando where Marco is staying, hand the cell phone back to Fernando. I need to talk to him.
 
Jean: That's it? And he will just let me go?
 
Misao: Fernando wants you to stick around for a few more days.
 
Jean: Great. And what guarantees do I get?
 
Misao: There is no promise I can offer you that you would be satisfied with. I can tell you what will happen if we don't come to an understanding. Furthermore, if we do come to an agreement, I will come to visit you at a time you do not expect and remind you of the promise you made to me.
 
Jean: So, all you want me to do is to promise you that I will never have anyone pull the trigger for me, tell Fernando where Marco is and hand him the cell phone so you two can talk? Is that it?
 
Misao: Let me put it this way. What would you do if some foreign government kidnapped your sister and turned her into brainwashed killing slave?
 
Jean (nearly screaming): Don't you even go there!
 
Misao (yelled): You already brought us here! I tell you what you would do. You would do the same thing this blind squirrel and his rag-tag team of CIA agents and civilians are doing but you wouldn't be as nice about it. To you, Bink and Rico are tools but to someone else they are their sister.
 
 Jean was not happy.  
 
Jean: You made your point.
 
Misao: Not quite. Your drive for revenge is still blinding your judgment but you are level headed enough to enter into an agreement. Do we have it?
 
 Jean lowers the cell phone, tells Fernando where, in Naples Italy, he can find Marco and then hands him the cell phone.  
 
Jean: Your friend wants to talk to you.
 
Fernando: We are not exactly friends.
 
 Fernando picks up the phone.  
 
Fernando: Did he tell me the truth this time?
 
Misao: He did, Fernando. We came to an agreement that you will let him go in a few days provided he will never use anyone to do his killing for him.
 
Fernando: Will he hold up to his end of the deal?
 
Misao: Oh, I've managed to spook him.
 
 Fernando hangs up the cell phone and pockets it, almost cursing to himself of Misao's intrusion, even though it ended on a positive note. Deep in his mind he can almost hear her say, 'I heard that!'
 
Fernando looks at Jean intensely before telling him off.
 
Fernando: If you want to start a relationship on trust, you have to give something before getting back. Thus far until now, you've lied to me. You don't care about your charges. All you care is about escaping, with the girls if you can. And enacting revenge on me and my group and to the terrorists. And when all is said and done, for some government office to pin a medal on your chest and tell you what a great job you did. You're no better than my former employers and their blatant games of chess.
 
Jean: You have your information. What else do you want?
 
Fernando: A promise.
 
Jean: Another promise. What is with you people and these promises?
 
Fernando: I value a man at his word.
 
Jean: Promises were made to be broken.
 
Fernando: If you want to have it that way, then I suggest that you go to the ship's chapel and pray for forgiveness, because if you're going to take that attitude with me, I'll guarantee one more sun rise and sun set for you, and none after that.
 
Jean: Heh... another threat.
 
Fernando: I don't need to threaten anyone. My actions speak for themselves, and as for speaking for themselves- you and your government agency would not have been taken down by a rag-tag civilian group comprised of retired mission specialists, smarter than average civilians and a red head squirrel who only wanted her sister back. Considering the money and powers given to you and your group, you should not have fallen so hard.
 
Jean: You must have had help from the terrorists.
 
Fernando: What part of 'we did this ourselves' do you not understand?
 
Jean: We had money, power, authority...
 
Fernando: All built on a house of cards, Jean. Face the facts. At least this time, when you go back, if you go back, you will build a better agency. One that wont be so easily taken down by a group of determined idiots. Because if a determined group of idiots could take you down, it would have been very easily for any of your enemies to have done the same thing. Consider this a learned lesson of the day.
 
Jean: You're right. You're not our enemy. Our Enemies would have killed us on sight, and you have not done so. Now, whats next?
 
Fernando: I have a dinner set for the girls. But as for you, I have some information for you to chew on while you and your doctors eat and rest in your room.
 
 Fernando grabs Jean by the shoulder and spins him around, pushing him around the ship's tower and guiding him to the entrance way. They pass by Hondo, who had seen most of it from a distance, and continue onward to Jean's room. Hondo follows. There the guards put Jean in with the others. Fernando turns to go back to his room before going to back to the cafeteria.
 
Hondo: You done boss squirrel man?
 
Fernando: Not quiet. Just 1 minor thing before I return. By the way, the Chef has fed the girls?
 
Hondo: We're waiting on you.
 
Fernando: I can wait. Talk to the chef about getting the girls fed, I hear its going to be an excellent meal. He wants to play waiter for them... you enjoy yourself a plate too.
 
Hondo: Will do.  
 
 Hondo went back to the kitchen an' got the cook to serve them up the food. The cook told Hondo he would be right out, to just wait at the table. Hondo went to the table and sat with his back to the table, lookin' at the door, a old habit of his. The cook came out pushed the meal out on a cart. He passed out already dished up decorated dishes. He passed out a salad, main dish with sides an' a desert to the girls an' Hondo. Hondo passed on the salad, so one of the girls took it.
 
 And the cook got really indignant with him when Hondo asked about the grass clippin's on his plate. The girls giggles slightly an' the cook informed him that it was cilantro an' parsley an' it was for decoration. Hondo agreed that the grass clippin's were interestin' lookin' but he'd just find a goat who might like them more. The cook left in a little bit of a huff, but Hondo paid him no mind an' the cook definitely wasn't goin' up against Hondo while he kept that shotgun handy. Hondo stood an' ate, facin' the door with the shotgun in the chair. He stood between the girls and the door, even though it was a ways off. It gave the girls a better sense of security so that they could eat in peace and not worry about who was comin' through the door.
 
 Hondo agreed the food was good and even told the cook so when he came back to check on them. It made the cook feel a little better, but that was quickly forgotten when Hondo asked if they had any ketchup.
 
 The girls did start to worry 'bout Fernando, so Hondo told them he'd go check on him if he didn't show in a moment.
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 Fernando goes back to his room momentarily to pick up some reading material that he had gathered with his run in with the terrorist factions, for Jean. He then goes back to Jean and the doctor's holding area, giving Jean copies what he had.
 
Fernando goes back to the the cafeteria, but taking the long way as he rounds about the temporary living quarters of the rangers for the mission. He finds who he was looking for: Jeanette Isabelle and Tammy.
 
Tammy: I don't see what the delay is. We got Bink, lets go home for once!
 
Jeanette: There is more to this than meets the eye, a lot of loose end to tie up...
 
Fernando (interrupting Jeanette): Ladies, dinner is being served. The girls are already there.
 
Jeanette: What are you doing out of bed? You...
 
Fernando (interrupting Jeanette again): Just do what I ask... please. I'll worry about me later. Right now there are things to do. (then he turns to Tammy) And you miss... your sister is with the other girls about to have a grand Italian meal, and yet you're hear questioning what I had to do for you? You better be on your way to see her, because if you don't, you two wont bond again and you will lose her... again. Now get going there before I haul you by your fluffy tail...
 
Jeanette (Interrupting Fernando): Fernando- that's uncalled for!
 
Fernando: Uncalled for, maybe. But it gets things done. Now I got 1 more thing to do, when I'm done, I'll be going to join the girls in their meal... I expect you two to be there.
 
 Fernando starts to walk away, ignoring Jeanette's comment or calls for him. After a couple of minutes, Fernando was at the infirmary again. He sits on the bed he was on before, thinking about something he was supposed to do but had forgotten. Exhausted from his over exertion from the events of the day, his adrenaline level drops to near zero levels. Fernando slowly lays down out onto the pillow, covering his eyes from the light.  
 
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You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
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Hondo saw Jeanette and Tammy come in so he walked back to the kitchen to get the now disgruntled cook to bring out some more food for the 2 ladies who just arrived.  
 
 Tammy told Hondo about their conversation with Fernando. After she finished the girls asked Hondo to either go check on Fernando or let them. Hondo caved in an' set his plate down to go check on him.
 
Hondo: While I'm gone you girls listen to Tamy an' Jeanette. an' no shootin' unless someone else starts it! understood?
 
Girls: Yes sir.
 
Hondo: What's this again with the sir? Don't call me sir.
 
 With that said Hondo left. The girls took up watching the door for their arrival back or trouble. Hondo walked to the infirmary as he had a feelin' Fernando would be there. He was an' he was a sleep. Hondo quietly sat a chair outside the door an' sat down to wait an' watch for Fernando. Even though a sleep, Fernando could sense Hondo's presents an' visibly rested easier. Hondo flagged down a crew member to take a note to the girls which explained what was goin' on an' that they would be down there after Fernando woke up.  
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 Meanwhile the rouge CIA agent Scott was still aboard the ship. Alex II and the AI bat, CCC, have foiled all his plans. This greatly angered Scott to no end. Out of Idea's and out of time Scott takes up a firing position at a distance from the door on deck that leads to the infirmary.  
 
Scott growled to himself: Fernando has to come out of there again some time soo . . . AH! another target!
 
 Scott saw Hondo as he came up from the galley to enter the infirmary from the deck side. He rested his rifle against the tire of a plane on deck and took aim. just as he was about to squeeze the trigger he lost all strength in his hands. He dropped the rifle and looked down on it as it lay on the deck.
 
Scott thought as he looked down: Why did I drop that? Why do a feel so weak? what is that red stuff on the floor. It looks like blood.
 
 All of a sudden pain started to creep over him from his mid section e looked at his middle to see a blade sticking out of it. The blade suddenly disappeared from sight as it was pulled out of him. he turned around to face what had got him. His eyes grew wide and his lips made as to speak, but no sound came out. he fell to his knees then fell to the floor face first. A last gurgle was heard from him as blood foamed at his mouth, then he died.
 
 Alex II wiped off the blade of his samurai sword and stuck it back into its sheath.
 
Alex II: You don't try to kill those I work with and get away with it. Not on my watch.
 
 Alex II went to one of the guards on deck and told him to get rid of the dead Scott. Alex II headed to his room to wash the blood off of him then change into his tux. He placed his sword in a special case and hid the case under his bed. After settling his nerves for the moment and allowing the adrenalin rush to subside, he calmly walked into the cafeteria After passing by the infirmary to look in on Fernando and Hondo. He headed to eat with the girls. The girls became instantly alert at the figure approaching the table, but as he had helped rescue them earlier they saw him as alright so they settled down to resume their supper. The chef came by shortly and Alex II gave the chef a note that contained his supper order as he held to a special diet. The chef nodded at the request and returned to the kitchen to fix it for him.
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 Rest does not come easy to Fernando. Lack of blood may have something to do with it. Fernando senses Hondo sitting by the door, and gets up, rubbing his eyes and then temples.
 
Fernando: What are you doing here? You're supposed to be with the girls.
 
Hondo: They got worried about you, so I went to see how you were doing.
 
Fernando: You left 5 armed girls alone in the cafeteria...?
 
Hondo: Whats wrong with that? They seem to be able to handle things well on their own.
 
Fernando: Alright... Lets go... before they turn the lunchroom into a free-for-all shoot'em up.
 
Hondo: Might be interestin' to watch.
 
Fernando gets out of the bed and starts taking deliberate steps towards Hondo.
 
Hondo: Boss Squirrel Man, you sure you're alright? You don't look to good.
 
Fernando: Never mind how I look. I'll be fine in a day or two.
 
Hondo: I can tell the girls that you need your rest. They'll understand.
 
Fernando: No... not at this stage of earning their respect, and hopefully their bonding, which I'll need to test later on. Come on, lets go.
 
 Fernando staggers out of the infirmary ward, with Hondo right behind to catch him if he should fall. Somehow, Fernando manages to stay composed of himself as they make their way to the galley, and finally to the girls table... which by now was crowded with added people: Dr. Aiesha, DARYL, AlexII, DOS, Jeanette Isabelle and Tammy.
 
 Fernando takes his seat in the middle where there was a spot, and Hondo takes his seat as before. Everyone was at various stages of completion of the meals, the girls and DOS has started on their main course, as was DOS. Dr. Aiesha was eating a small salad and nothing more, while DARYL had nothing. Alex II seemed to be enjoying a steak dinner or sorts. Tammy and Jeanette were still munching on their salad while talking business about the Bink's (and the girls) future. The chef of the galley places salad w/ravioli in front of Fernando. Slowly taking his fork, he feels for the salad's location before eating it.
 
 The girls who had started on the main course (Chicken Parmigiana w/Linguini), started to have troubles with their knives slipping off the plate if they cut too hard or too quickly. This is because the knives themselves were dulled butter knives made to look like steak knives. The chicken itself was tender and juicy, but hard enough to give a dull knife trouble. One could do better if they cut the meat with the side of the fork...
 
 Hondo sat down again to his meal, still facin' the door. He stopped the cook again, who had a haunted look in his eye, and asked him if he had barbecue sauce for the chicken. The cook bent the servin' fork in his hand an' stomped to the kitchen. An open bottle of sauce flew out the door at Hondo, but lucky for all it flipped in air an' Hondo caught it with open end pointin' from origin so no sauce spilled. The cook turned red an' stared wide eyed at the messed up plan to get the gunfighter who was use to camp cookin' an' diners an' did not seem to appreciate the finer foods that were served. Hondo asked if anyone else want some, but most either were happy with the flavor or did not want to ensue the cooks wrath so they all shook their heads no. Hondo shrugged his shoulders as in to say *your loss*. He then turned to the cook who was still in the door. Hondo hefted the bottle in one hand an' threw it back to the cook as he said,"catch" just loud enough for the cook to hear. The cook retreated into the kitchen, but the door did not swing shut fast enough. Swearin' then issued forth from the kitchen. Hondo looked at Bink, who was across from him. She had watched what had transpired with an amount of curiosity that showed in her expression, as had Claes who was beside her.
 
Hondo: Oh, well. You win some you lose some. I'll have to start eatin' somewhere else, or keep all poisons out of the reach of cooky.
 
Bink: He won't poison you, would he?
 
Hondo: Not if he knows what's good for him. With y'all around his health could deteriorate fast if he pulled anythin'.
 
Claes: You don't like you chicken?
 
Hondo chuckled: It's fine. I do like it better with the barbecue, but I was really more messin' with his mind. Can't let him get to proud of his cookin'.
 
Hondo wink. at the girls which brought a smile out of both of them before they returned to the food in front of them.
 
 Hondo thought as he sat there about what was to happen to the girls. He'd love to see them on a trap team. He wondered if givin' them guns as a sport tool would might help them reintegrate into society. As long as they remembered not to shoot their opponents that is. Hondo went back to eatin' but he now kept an eye on the kitchen door as well.  
 
 As the group eats, Fernando starts off a conversation with Hondo.
 
Fernando: We will need to wake up tomorrow morning and take the heli to Naples and Milan to pick up a couple of others.
 
Hondo: You mean for that test you want to do, Boss Squirrel Man?
 
Fernando: Precisely.
 
 They talk loud enough for the others to hear, catching their attention.
 
Jeanette: What test? You said nothing of any tests...
 
Fernando (interrupting her): It really does not matter whether or not 'we have the girls,' if their loyalties lay on someone else, Jeanette. We can test that now with one of them if you like (glancing towards Rico for a moment).
 
Jeanette: A test, here and now?
 
Fernando: A test- after dinner, alone- just the 4 of us, on the deck.
 
Jeanette: And if there is a failure in that test?
 
Fernando: Then the CIA and everybody else who is invisibly involved will have what they want.
 
Jeanette: And what would that be?
 
Fernando: Me... dead.
 
 Jeanette, as the rest of the table looks at Fernando in awed silence.
 
Fernando: Care to carry it out?
 
Jeanette: Not at your expense.
 
Fernando: I am such a small price to pay to find out the truth. This would matter to us all, if there is a failure, it should be known as soon as possible.
 
 Fernando then gets up and taps his glass with his fork.
 
Fernando: Girls... Guns on the table.
 
 At first they hesitate. Fernando takes the initiative by removing his from his shoulder holster, and puts it in front of his dinner plate. The girls look at each other for the moment, then take their out and places them as he did, in front of theirs.
 
Fernando: Like I said, Jeanette failure of any kind with them would be detrimental. If we were seen as the enemy,...
 
Claes: you would be dead when we first met you.
 
Fernando: And why aren't we?
 
Claes: Failure in programming.
 
Jeanette: What?
 
Bink: We are programmed to kill those who are targeted, mostly corrupted politicians, organized crime members and terrorists. We were told to target you, but you do not fit that criteria, and...
 
Tammy: ...and therefore you programming failed you.
 
Claes: Not quite, but it will suffice for an answer.
 
Jeanette: Then whats the real reason?
 
Claes: Sometimes we think before pulling that trigger. A 1 second exercise in reasoning, to make sure who we kill is the right person for the right reason. Any doubt in that reasoning, we might be killing an innocent person. That is something we wont do.
 
Fernando: Hence that day in front of the hotel...
 
Claes: Thus far, by your own actions, you rescued one of us twice. You do not order us to do anything, just make our own decisions so what we do is something we want to do, something we believe is right and something we can do. It is not just being a grain a wheat.
 
Fernando: But being the farmer who plants that grain of wheat.
 
Claes: Precisely.
 
 Silence takes the table for a brief moment.
 
Tammy (as she looks at Bink): Who will this test involve?
 
Fernando: One from this table, Jeanette, myself... and somebody who is already here.
 
Tammy: Who is the one from the table?
 
Fernando: I'd rather not say for the moment; it would skew the results of the tests.
 
Tammy: The heck with skewing... I want to know if Bink is involved!
 
Fernando: Actually, it's is none of your business if it involves her or not.
 
 Tammy turned red from anger.
 
Dr. Aiesha: That was not called for, father.
 
Fernando: I see. You're taking sides too.
 
Dr. Aiesha: If it means losing you, yes. I'll take sides, the one side that would prevent it.
 
Fernando: You would rather not want to know if this is even justifiable?
 
Dr. Aiesha: No test justifies the life of a furson.
 
Fernando: Even if that test was for justifying loyalties which would later define life or death decisions later on?
 
Dr. Aiesha: No.
 
Fernando: You know daughter... its always 'dad' when you want something, and 'father' when you think it undermines your authority of being the adult you are.
 
Dr. Aiesha: What does that have to do with anything?
 
Fernando: Again- loyalties.
 
Dr. Aiesha: I don't see where you are getting at with this.
 
Fernando: For an adult, you act like a kid at times.
 
Dr. Aiesha: and you act like....
 
DOS (Interrupting Dr. Aiesha): A Meanie Head.
 
Fernando: Score goes to DOS.
 
Jeanette: Why put yourself in danger?
 
Claes: We can not go with you if we fail.
 
Fernando: Not exactly in those words, but yes.
 
Jeanette: Then put it in the exact words.
 
Fernando: Simple. If the girls can not get out of their programming and conditioning, then its a matter of time before that kicks in on them and they kill us in order for them to find their way home. If they have gone beyond their programming and conditioning, then their home is with us. It is that simple.
 
Jeanette: And who of them will the test involve?
 
Fernando: The one with the heaviest conditioning.
 
Triela: That's eliminated Bink and I.
 
Claes: That eliminates me as well.
 
 Angelica and Ricco stare at each other trying to figure out who it is.
 
Fernando: Enough of this guessing.
 
Angelica: I would not kill somebody who saved my life, sir.
 
Rico faces Fernando but does not answer.
 
Fernando: Now the test is skewed... Thank you Jeanette and Tammy for screwing this up.
 
Jeanette: What have I done?
 
Fernando: You questioned my decision of action. An action- regardless of how it may end, but one I think is important enough to do.
 
Jeanette: We're rescuers, not self imposing Jihadists on a mission from god.
 
Fernando: Lets suppose this: If the World Trade were around in 1935, and 9/11 happened on 1938, knowing that Hitler was in one of the burning towers and knowing what he was up to in Germany as a time traveler, would you follow orders to rescue him or would you leave him there to burn?
 
Jeanette: You can not make such assumptions.
 
Fernando: No? Why not?
 
Jeanette: Why not? Because... you can't. Not in this world. Maybe in another world where I am you and you are me and everyone else was somebody else instead. But in this world, you cant.
 
Fernando: That is just semantics. You still have to answer the question- yes or no, would you save Hitler from a burning tower, knowing that there is a possibility that you may fail in the task and in that failure- die?
 
Jeanette: No.
 
Fernando: Then you have failed.
 
Jeanette: How so?
 
Fernando: As a rescuer- you failed in the mission of rescue.
 
Jeanette: As a time traveler, I have saved the world from his evil.
 
Fernando: As a time traveler, you have failed for you altered history in a major way. You have skewed the past into something that is likened to be worse than the history we know. You allowed yourself to have your personal feelings and beliefs get in the way of doing the right thing.
 
Jeanette (mift at the conversation to nowhere): I get your point.
 
Fernando: I don't think you have. I don't even think anybody can.
 
Jeanette: Stop being self-righteous. It unbecoming of you.
 
Fernando: After dinner, everybody rest up. I will choose who it will be and when, and us 4, and only us four will meet up at the starboard bow of this ship.
 
 For the moment, no one says a word as dinner continued. After a moment Hondo leaned over an' whispered to Fernando.
 
Hondo: I'm not for you gettin' killed either, but I see that the test must be done. If i could be the targeted one instead i would. Is there anyway that I can take your place?
 
Fernando: Why would you want to take my place?
 
Hondo: Well, I don't wanna see you get killed, Boss man, an' besides, if things go to hell they will need you here more than they need me. I'm expendable.
 
Fernando: No, Hondo. You're not expendable. No one is. Besides, this is something that I must do if the test is to work right.
 
Hondo: Alright, Jefe, you know best. I'll back ya 110% of the way, whatever your plan may be.
 
Fernando: Thank you, Hondo. I know I can rely on you.
 
  Hondo nodded. he had finished eatin' already so he sat back an' worked on puttin' a better edge on his knife. He then stood up quick like.
 
 
Hondo: I'll be back. I'm goin' to check on the copter and make sure they have the repairs done. With that Hondo exits. He finds the copter almost done, but the workers needed some extra instructions as to his modifications. After he gave them the info, gabbed somethin' out of the copter, and got the crew chiefs promise that she'd be ready in the mornin'.  
 
 The chef makes his appointed to the table rounds with a couple of assistants, refilling glasses, taking empty plates, and switching meal courses. He takes Fernando's salad plate and exchanges it for a main meal plate of linguini and chicken parmigiana.  
 
Hondo returned shortly. By now most of the folk were done eatin' an' were just talkin' amongst themselves, though Fernando had just started his main coarse.
 
Hondo: Did I miss anything?
 
Fernando: Not yet.
 
Hondo: Good.
 
 Hondo sat back down, leaned back in his chair, an' waited for Fernando an' the girls to be done. As he sat he listened to the talk 'round him.
 
 Fernando takes his fork and knife and starts to cut into the chicken, finding the dull knife on the verge of not being able to cut it. So he presses harder, moving up on handle to get more leverage. Instead, the knife slips out from between the gap of his thumb and index finger, sliding up off the plate and going wildly airborne. He quickly drops his fork he had in his left hand and reaches for the knife with it without looking.
 
 Normally, he would have caught it. This time, he finds his hand wrapping around another hand. Which was wrapped around another hand. And another hand... in all 6 hands held onto each other onto the one hand that held the knife. Everyone just looked at each other as they all held onto the knife. Being the most outer hand, Fernando lets go. Followed by Angelica, Triela (who has the longest reach to go through), Rico, Cleas, and Bink. The one holding onto the knife was DOS. DOS returns the knife to Fernando.
 
Fernando: Thank you.  
 
 W.I. Rose has the (mis)fortune to be walking through the room at that moment.....When a knife comes right at her!!!! With a gasp she flinches and backs against the wall and then.... after a half the table goes after the knife DOS comes up as the one that catches the knife in mid air.
 
Fernando: It wasn't sharp, Rose.
 
Fernando stated that matter-of -factly after DOS returns the knife.
 
 Rose just gawks in disbelief and shock. She locks eyes with Hondo, who had sat forward with interest. He just shrugs and smirks. Intelligence Officer W.I. Rose sighs almost annoyed and shakes her head.
 
Wild Irish Rose: I'm going to lock myself in my cabin now....good night!
 
 Rosie slams the door of the VIP cabin and locks it tight. Nosing around in the fridge, she retrieves a root beer and sits at the small dinette table. Her wrath hiding the fright she received. She pulls out her guns and begins slowly, methodically slipping bullets into the chambers
 
Wild Irish Rose (to herself): Things are getting weirder and weirder around here....I swear....*  
 
 Back at the table bink looked at Hondo with a questioning look.
 
Bink: What's with her?
 
Hondo: Not sure. Either she just wore out or it's one of those female things I'll will never understand.
 
Bink: Oh. ok.
 
 Hondo had been long done. From always bein' on the last minute notice type ventures he learned how to inhale his food, but still enjoy it.
 
Fernando: I think she thought that was the test, Hondo.
 
Hondo: I thought the same thing too, but no use lettin' her worry 'bout it not bein' an' no use tellin' every one here. They should know, but if they think that was it then let them. Easier on you.
 
Fernando: My sentiments exactly.
 
Fernando continued his eating. The girls looked at the one that caught the knife with acknowledgment.  
 
Bink: You are the first human cyborg we have met.
 
DOS: I'm a replimorph.
 
Bink: A what?
 
Claes: A constructed being based on various technologies to give itself a physical manifestation for an artificial intelligence program to interact with the world around it. The AI can reside in either or both the replimorph and/or some other external storage facility. A manifestation like. . . .(Claes looks at DOS) . . . DOS. A manifestation of an artificial intelligence program like DOS would have the response time of a computer. Response time limitations are determined by the hardware.
 
DOS: I am a manifestation of the Internet.
 
 DOS picks up her fork to take another bite. Claes then throws her knife at DOS. DOS lets go of her fork while in transition, catches the knife squarely by the handle, lays it on the table by her plate and catches her fork before it hits the table and places it on her plate. DOS then hands the knife to Claes as the girls take notice.  
 
DOS: That is one way to break the ice. You see what I am able to do. The six of us could join a soccer team. Understand my strength and speed is limited by my manifestation.
 
Fernando: Joining a soccer team is a good idea, DOS. It will be a way for you young ladies to reintegrate into society.
 
Bink: Limited? We saw what you just did.
 
DOS: If you were to clock my hand and arm movement, and nothing else, it will be no different from that of a human child. Control and reaction time is what made the demonstration you witnessed possible.
 
 Claes made another challenge to DOS.  
 
Claes: With that level of control, I am interested in how you handle a cup and saucer.
 
 The soccer Idea caught Alex II attention. He was finished eating at the time so he gathered up his dishes to take to the kitchen. As he passed Fernando He stopped for a minute.
 
Alex II Fernando, My kids are in a special advanced soccer team for gifted children. The CIA funds it. I'm sure I can either get them on the team of get the CIA to fund a second team. Let me know and I'll arrange it.
 
Alex II then continued to the kitchen, not waiting for a reply.
 
 Bein' long done with supper, Hondo stood up.
 
Hondo: Well girls, if your done, we need to get you back to your room.
 
Claes: Aww, I wanted to see what DOS could do with the cup and saucer.
 
Hondo: Angelica needs to rest still, an' I don't want her alone. The rest of y'all need to stay with her an' help protect her, alright?
 
Bink: We understand. We can see DOS's tricks later, Claes.
 
 The others nodded in agreement an' Claes gave in an' agreed it was for the best. Hondo pushed Angelica out in her wheel chair with Bink an' Claes in the front an' the other two followin'. It did not take long to get back. Hondo helped Angelica into her bed. Bink assured him they would take care of her from there, for now. Hondo nodded an' left them to it. He set himself a chair outside their door, settled himself back with his shotgun an' waited for the Boss squirrel man's next move.  
 
 Fernando looked over to the girls as they leave. Once they have gone, he pays attention to AlexII.
 
Fernando: I know you mean well, but don't be planning until after we get these girls home and have them safe and sound.
 
AlexII: But I was thinking of what would be best for them.
 
Fernando: We all are. That's the problem. Too many people wanting to help out. We do need a village to raise these girls, but they will also need a home to live in and a life not to be touched by secret government agencies who want to use them as machines. Once I can guarantee that, then by all means, plan away.
 
 Jeanette and Tammy clean up after themselves. As they walk away, Jeanette leans over to Fernando.
 
Jeanette: I hope you know what you're doing, but I'll be there to back you up.
 
Fernando: That's all I ever wanted.
 
 Aeisha gets up and follows them. DARYL goes with her.
 
Dr. Aiesha: I have to go check up on the girls too.
 
Fernando: Alex, keep up the good work. That's all I ask.
 
 Fernando then gathers his empties and cleans up his area. He then walks over to the kitchen to give the chef his thanks. AlexII sits there, thinking.
 
AlexII: Fernando is right. Getting them home is the first priority.  
 
Alex II then stood up and walked to his room, thinking all the while on what was said and what had transpired. He hung back up his suit and prepared for bed.
 
 With everyone gone to their rooms, Fernando goes to the interrogation room where Jean and the 2 doctors were being held. He asks if they were being treated well and if they were fed.  
 
 Despite the hostility that abound, they were fed and treated hospitable. Fernando tells Jean to leave the room with him, to follow him outside onto the deck of the ship for a test.
 
 Along the way, Fernando sends a message to the infirmary, for Jeanette to bring Rico to the Deck- along with her gun.
 
 Jeanette goes to get Rico, but Hondo sat in front of the door.
 
Jeanette: Fernando wants me to get Rico and bring her on deck to meet him.
 
Hondo: The test, eh? Jeanette, what ever happens up there, just trust Fernando. an' ifin he digs himself too deep be ready to pull his tail out of the hole!
 
Jeanette: Do you know what the test is?
 
Hondo: No, but I trust him to do what is right.
 
 Hondo knocked on the door. He heard several guns come out of leather holsters an' their safeties be flipped off together.  
 
Triela: Who is it?
 
Hondo: Hondo. Jeanette is here to bring Rico up to Fernando. He wants to =see her. Send her out, please.
 
 A few seconds later Rico comes out. She looked at them curiously.  
 
Hondo: Go with Jeanette, Rico. She'll take you to Fernando. Jeanette, I'll stay here with the other girls.
 
 Jeanette nodded an' took off towards deck with Rico trailing behind.
 
 Fernando and Jean reach deck first, and wait by the door for Jeanette and Rico to arrive. As they wait- they have a little talk.
 
Fernando: What ever happens within the next few moments, do not punish your cyborg in any way. I see you make any attempt to hit her, you will be met with a much larger force through me.
 
Jean: I see, this is going to be a test of how your brainwashing works against her.
 
Fernando: Not brainwashing, but loyalty, to see if she understands right and wrong.
 
Jean: You're the one that is so wrong.
 
Fernando: We will have to see about that.
 
 Jeanette soon arrives with Rico behind her, noticing the two men waiting by the door, recognizing Fernando as being one of them.
 
Fernando: Follow me.
 
Fernando takes them to the starboard bow of the ship, away from most of the activity on the deck.
 
Fernando: Rico- you know who this is.
 
 Rico could only nod an answer.
 
Fernando: Go to him.
 
Jeanette: Who is he?
 
Fernando: That is her Handler- Jean. Leader of the other handlers, ans she is his cyborg.
 
Jeanette: Then why are you handing the girl back to him?
 
Fernando: Its a question of trust and loyalty.
 
Jeanette: Of all the crazy and reckless actions you have ever taken- this has to be the worst one ever!
 
 Fernando ignores that remark.
 
Fernando: Jean, reacquire yourself with your cyborg. By the way, she is armed.
 
Jean sticks his hand out at the girl.
 
Jean: Rico-weapon.
 
 Rico complies by handing over her gun to him. Jean checks it out, then hands it back to Rico.
 
Jean: Why is she armed?
 
Fernando: Is that not part of her? To be armed as to do her job? To kill when ordered or when in self-defense?
 
Jean: That does not answer my question.
 
Fernando: Well, I am not going to adopt a cat, have it declawed and then throw it out in the wild defenseless. I am not that cruel.
 
Jean: Hmph....
 
Fernando: Now, if I fail in this test- you and Rico are free to go. If I pass, Rico gets a new life  
with the other girls.
 
Jean: How do I know this is a legitimate test?
 
Fernando: Order her to shoot me.
 
Jean: With pleasure. Rico- shoot this (bleep).
 
 Rico looks at him confused, and unsure of what to do.
 
Jean: Raise your gun to him and pump a bullet into him, Rico.
 
Rico raises her gun, aiming at Fernando...  
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Hondo still was sitin' by girls door, just in case Fernando lost. Hondo knew the other girls would back him. A few minutes later a shot was heard. The girls opened the door at the sound.
 
Claes: What's going on?
 
Bink: Is Fernando alright?
 
Triela: Where is Rico?
 
Hondo: Girls! Steady down! I'm sure everythin' is fine. It was probably just target practice. Just stay in your room for now. I'll call ya ifin there is any trouble. Not git back in there.
 
Girls: Yes Hondo.
 
 The girls slowly went back in an' closed the door. Hondo grinned slightly.  
 
Hondo: They finally got it right. I hate bein' called sir.
 
 His grin quickly faded.
 
Hondo: I sure hope everythin's alright out there.  
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Jean tells her stern again and again to shoot Fernando. She stands there with the gun aimed at him, but refuses.
 
Fernando: Jeanette. Leave.
 
Jeanette: No.
 
Fernando: Please.
 
Jeanette: Why
 
Fernando: Before it gets ugly- leave.
 
Jeanette: It is already ugly. I am not leaving until it is over.
 
Jean: What are you waiting for? Shoot him!
 
Fernando: Jean. End it.
 
 Jean looks at Rico, and raises his hand as if to strike her.
 
Fernando: Don't you dare, Jean. We have an agreement.
 
 Jean looks at Fernando. Fernando takes off his glasses and holds them over the edge of the ship.
 
Fernando: Tell her to shoot the glasses out of my hand.
 
 Jean looks at Fernando in a pissed off mood.
 
Fernando: Just humor me.
 
Jean: Eh... Rico, shoot the glasses out of his hand.
 
Rico complies without hesitation. Jean raises his hand at her in anger and was about to swing to strike her. Fernando manages to step in front of him and catch his arm in mid swing. He holds it tightly.
 
Fernando: Rico- explain why you could not shoot me.
 
 Rico looks at Jean, almost wanting to cry, but manages to state her explanation.
 
Rico: You saved Angie's life for one. And you rescued both Claes and Bink from the Terrorists...
 
Fernando: Say no more, Rico. Go back to the other girls.
 
 Rico does as she was told. As she walks away, Fernando lets go of Jean's arm.
 
Fernando: I did nothing to Rico. You did with that conditioning process. It was a matter on how to win over that conditioning process, and I become you, Jean.
 
Jean: Impossible. Once a cyborg bonds with her fratello, they can bond to nobody else.
 
Fernando: There is a bug in the conditioning process. I am an expert on finding program bugs- computers or otherwise.
 
 Jean looks at him like he wanted to hit him.
 
Fernando: We have a long day tomorrow, go to your room and go to sleep. We wake up at 6am. Jeanette, lets go.  
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 Rico came back soon after shot sounded. She had tears in her eyes an' a gun barely hangin' from her hand. Hondo jumped up.
 
Hondo: Whats wrong?!
 
Rico: Jean told me . .  sniff . . to shoot Fernando!
 
Hondo: What happened!
 
 Hondo was stern with her. Rico looked up into Hondo's eyes that showed of hard steal blue. her own eyes were moist with tears and confusion.
 
Rico: Nothing. I couldn't shoot him. or you. you both have done so much for all of us.
 
Rico was still on the edge of cryin'.
 
Hondo: What was the shot then?
 
Hondo lost the hard look an' wore a more confused look himself.
 
Rico: I shot his glasses. He told Jean to tell me too. That's all I could do!
 
 Her voice started to break. She look shamefully down at the floor as she hung her head. Tears fell from here eyes, leaving small drops of water on the floor. Hondo never really was sure how to show emotion, 'specially after certain losses in his past, but this sad little girl, that had been threw so much started to tear at his crusty surface. Hondo rested his shotgun against the wall an' sat down. He cupped her chin in one hand an' raised her head up so there eyes met.
 
Hondo: I'm proud of you. you did good! real good!"  
 
 Rico smiled slightly threw the tears. Hondo then pulled her to him an' gave her a hug. She hugged him back. Hondo was definitely not the 'huggy' type, but she needed it, that much he knew.
 
Rico: Thank you.
 
Hondo sat back slightly.
 
"For what? A smelly, sweaty cowboy hug?"
 
 Hondo gave her a crooked smile an' a wink. Rico giggled.
 
Rico: For that and for just bein' there."  
 
 She then turned and went back in with the others. Hondo picked up his shotgun and sat down, but this time with a smile.  
 
Hondo listens to the girls talk, chatter an' giggle for a while. After an hour of that he knocked on the door an' peeked his head in.
 
Hondo: Time to get some sleep, gals. Never know what tomorrow may bring. We're not out of the woods yet.
 
Claes: We can't sleep now.
 
Triela: We're too wound up!
 
Hondo: I know, but you need to get some sleep.
 
Angelica: Maybe you can sing to us, Hondo?
 
Rico smiled and nodded.
 
Hondo sighed: Well, I'm not that great, but alright, only ifin y'all promise to get into bed, stay quiet, an' go to sleep.
 
Girls: We promise.
 
Hondo: Ok, let me know when you're settled in bed. I'll sing from outside the door. you'll be able to hear it, an' I'll be able to watch.
 
Bink: Ok.
 
 Hondo left and in 10 minutes Claes let Hondo know they were ready. Hondo chose an old trail tune that he knew. He was not the greatest singer, but he could hold a tune. His baritone voice echoed down the hall an' out into the night. The song went like this:
 
"I ride an old paint, I lead an old Dun,
Goin' to Montan, just to throw the houlihan.
They feed in the coulees, they water in the draw,
Their tails are all matted, their backs are all raw.
 
Ride around, little doggies, ride 'round them slow,
For the fiery an' snuffy are a-rarin' to go.
 
Old Bill, he had a daughter an' he had a son,
His son went to college, his daughter she went wrong.
His wife was killed in a pool room fight,
But still he keeps singin' from mornin' 'till night.
 
Ride around, little doggies, ride around them slow,
For the fiery an' snuffy are a-rarin' to go.
 
When I die, take my saddle from the wall,
Put it on my pony, an' lead him from his stall.
Tie my bones to the saddle, point our faces to the west,
We'll ride the prairies that we love the best.
 
Ride around, little doggies, ride around them slow,
For the fiery an' snuffy are a-rarin' to go.
 
I've worked in the town, I've worked on the farm,
All I've got to show is this muscle in my arm,
Blisters on my feet, an' callous on my hands,
An' I'm a-goin' to Montan to throw the houlihan.
 
Ride around, little doggies, ride around them slow,
For the fiery an' snuffy are a-rarin' to go."

 
 After Hondo finished be heard the sounds of sleep comin' from the girls room. He closed the door quietly an' sat hummin' to himself.  
 
Charles Sinclair approached the door and, hearing Hondo humming, started singing quietly himself.
Sinclair (singing): (...) Ride around, little doggies, ride around them slow,
For the fiery an' snuffy are a-rarin' to go.
 
Hondo: You should be more careful. I heard you comin' long time ago.
 
Sinclair: I know. How is she?
 
Hondo: They're all fine. They all need much help still, but they are on the right road an' travalin' fast. Angelica will heal. She has already amazed me at how well she is doin'. We help keep their spirits up, they will help mend each other.
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 As they head back to the infirmary, Fernando stops Jeanette as they just past the door.
 
Fernando: Look, Jeanette. I'm sorry for putting you through all this.
 
Jeanette: You're forgiven. I just wish you would stop it at times.
 
Fernando: It's who I am, I can't stop that.
 
Jeanette: Like just now, what if Rico did put a bullet through you?
 
 Fernando takes off his jacket and put it on Jeanette backwards on her shoulder.
 
Jeanette: Ugh... What's in this thing?
 
Fernando: doubled layered klevlar linings. I don't go on missions without it.
 
 Jeanette takes the jacket off and hands it back to him.
 
Jeanette: OK then. What if she shot you in the head?
 
Fernando: Then it was nice knowing you. I want black roses for my funeral. And a 3 day party at the cafe. Make sure that the time travelling laptop is buried with me.
 
Jeanette: Cute... very cute. I'm serious, Fernando.
 
Fernando: Look at it from my point of view. I have to play the role of Cloak and Dagger operative, I'm not going to be the same Fernando that you go with rescueing little kittens from trees. That is a very different live I have there, and at times, one I do not like.
 
Jeanette: I will do what I can for you. I just don't want you forcing me to do things I do not like to do or swore I would never do again.
 
Fernando: Point taken. But there will be time where no fault of your own, you will be forced to do things you do not want to do...
 
Jeanette (interupting Fernando): ...And I will deal with those times when they come.
 
Fernando: Alright then. Tomorrow morning I'm leaving to pick up a few more of those SWA Idiots. It is to find a cure for the girls.
 
Jeanette: I know what you have to do, why tell me about it?
 
Fernando:I need you to take care of them while I'm gone.
 
Jeanette: Is that all?
 
Fernando: For now, that is all.
 
 They take a few more steps until Jeanette stops.
 
Jeanette: Fernando?
 
Fernando: Yes?
 
Jeanette: Are you going to be alright?
 
Fernando: It's not that I have a choice. I must be alright.
 
Jeanette: How much of your blood is flowing in Angelica?
 
Fernando: I would guess, 2 quarts.
 
Jeanette: That's 1/2 your blood volume.
 
Fernando: So? I'll be fine. I have to be.
 
Jeanette: One minor injury would be fatal to you in this condition.
 
Fernando: I said I'll be fine.
 
Jeanette: No way I could change your mind?
 
Fernando: My price is too high to pay, and I would not let you pay it.
 
Jeanette: Then... you better return unharmed. If you die out there, I will be very angry at you.
 
Fernando: Be angry all you want. It seems that like me, your anger is your driving force to get things done.
 
 Jeanette gives Fernando a long mean stare. But not a threatening one.
 
Fernando: Though it sounds wrong, lets go to bed. Tomarrow is going to be a long day.  
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 AI Bat ears listened to Fernando and Jeanette's conversation from inside a room close to the infirmary, where the AI was trawling the Internet for clues as to cures for the girls, and shortly a group of tripods put a small device together in the hold.
 
CCC (thinking): It would be best if I were to give it to him tomorrow, before he leaves.  
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 Sinclair had long left Hondo alone to his post. He had heard Fernando talkin' to J.I, because of his exceptional hearin'. He watched until Fernando an' J.I. parted ways an' went to bed.
 
Hondo (thinkin'): So tomorrow we're off again. At least he better not leave me stuck on this overgrown floatin' bathtub!
 
 He settled back in the chair and slept a little. He slept light enough to react if the girls needed help, but heavy enough to get some rest. A guard earlier had offered to take over so Hondo could get some good sleep, but first off Hondo did not trust many with the girls, secondly he did not have a room to sleep in, an' this chair was more comfortable than sleepin' in the copter so he stayed put.  
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 It is awfully dark in the room Rosie passed though. And she didn't see the foot sticking out in the dark.
 
Wild Irish Rose: Gasp! OWW!!  
 
 Rose hits the floor with a groan. Her chin bounces off the floor and she falls on her left gun. She feels, more than sees a person move above her and hears a gun thingy over her head. Instinctively she whips the .45 from her shoulder holster and cocks it in reply.
 
Familiar Voice: What are you doing out here?  
 
Wild Irish Rose: Perhaps I should ask you the same thing, Hondo.  Don't you have a room?
 
Hondo: No.  
 
 Hondo stated that matter of factly.
 
Wild Irish Rose: I'll have to talk to Charlie about that.  
 
Hondo: Rosie, what are you doing?  
 
Hondo pulled her off the floor after she re-holstered he firearm.
 
Wild Irish Rose: Taking the shortcut to the galley.
 
Hondo: Don't you have a fridge in your VIP cabin?
 
Wild Irish Rose: Yeaahh......but my bean dip supply needs replenished.  
 
Hondo: Well, try not to trip over anybody else.
 
Rose giggles (as she does often):  I'll see about Charlie getting you a room. Good night.  
 
She then walked away.
 
 
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Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
The cowboy left the country, the campfire has gone out
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