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[Joyce Carrington]

*stares at four bullets, standing on the table in front of her*

Voice: I will tell you when... and I will tell you how...

*grins*

[Genrewriter]

You got it, Xen.

*G walks up to door and knocks.*

G: Matt, get out here!

*008 opens door, holding two guns.*

004: Don't try and stop me, I have to see her. I can talk some sense into her.

G: Yeah, um, about that. She kinda qwent over the edge.

004: No, she-

*G slaps 004 across the face.*

004: What was that for?

G: Sorry, reflex move. Listen to me, Matt. She wants to kill you. Got it? We got a reciept!

*G glances over to 002 who brings the reciept over. 004 glances over it.*

004: No, no, NO!

G: Take it easy, 004.

004: NOOO!

*004 suddenly gets a dazed look in his eyes. He slugs G in the face and pushes him out of the way. He fires at 002 and the security guard, sending them diving for cover. The sceurity guard drwas his gun but 002 stops him.*

002: Don't, he doesn't know what he's doing.

*G stands up.*

G: Pretty good punch for being emotionally bereft like he is. We need to talk in my office.

[Xenobia]

X: I think what we all need to do is go down to Dr. Warmflash and get whatever shot Bryce got....and fast...before we all lose it.

G: And then.

X: *sighs* Then we somehow break it to 003 he's going to have to help us bring 004 back in.

-- Xenobia

[Genrewriter]

*In Dr. Warmflash's office, G and 002 get their shots.*

G: Ah, watch it!

W: Come on, it's just a little-

002: Don't start, Molly. Now what the hell is going on here?

G: Mind control brought on by a hallucinogenic compound mixed in with catnip. I think we were most likely all exposed to it when our visitors showed up.

002: Hallucinogens mixed with catnip?

*G nods*

002: OK, that's weird.

G: Well, we are dealing with bad guys. So, how do you want to break it to 003? Soft or hard?

[Matt O'S oo4]

Slams door.

"Its always better when its hard. Even you should know that."

They all turn to see 004 in full mission commando gear.

"Don't worry about me anymore G. I've had my shots."

I put a homing tracer on 009's back when she first acted bizarre with 002. I know I was going to flip out soon if didn't get back on my scotch diet...so I bought a new bottle...an UNopened one. KNOW WHAT I MEAN??

Had all the drinking stuff in the bar disposed of...hated to do it. Gave a little of it to Dr. W to anaylize. Lets see what she come up with. Some kind of mind control drug. Not unlike Sodiom Penithol.

Great fun at parties.

I'm all packed and I'm folowing the signal frim her VL-C-35 tracer.

It'll lead me right to her.....or at least close enough....

I've only provided 003 with the signal frequency....so if there IS a traitor...

Don't worry. If I HAVE to...(004's eyes grow steely and cold and distant)...I will.

He leaves shutting the door behind him.

004

[Joyce Carrington]

Voice: He is coming... you know what to do.

*009 puts one bullet in gun*

009: I only need one.

Voice: Uh... Right...

[Matt O'S oo4]

004 proceeds out to the MI6 garage and loads a few bags into the rrunk and backseat of his Aston-Martin Lagona.

He tosses a smaller one into the back seat of his vehicle.

He hears a set of footsteps approaching....

Not looking up

"You're late"

"No, you're early."

004 looks at 003 and smiles that kind of business smile.

"Get in."

"Scotch?"

"Please."

"Soda"

"A dash."

"With ice."

"Fine."

"Ready?"

"Quite"

"Indeed"

"M5?"

"Very well."

Silence for a moment.

Both men look at each other.

"Its been too long."

"Yes, it has."

They both chamber a shell into hand guns and holster them.

Moments later....

A burgandy Lagonda drives screaming out of the MI6 parking lot.

Its good to be home.

(to be continued)

[Bryce (003)]

*Bryce takes shot and then disconnects SAT-NAV MI6 chip in Lagonda*

*003 Holds up Doctor's Bag*

We're covered.

*Lights cigarette as the Lagonda screams out across Vauxall Bridge*

Matt, when was the last time you saw the coast?

*evil grin*

[Matt O'S oo4]

The coast...FAR too long....where ever shall we go

Say are we going to see potato head?

*evil grins right back*

[Bryce (003)]

Let's worry about 009 right now, eh?

*looks about the gleaming Lagonda*

Can this thing still make the channel?

[Genrewriter]

*G and 002 enter the parking lot as 004 speeds away.*

002: Looks like we found Bryce.

G: Yeah, let's follow them before more insurance companies go bankrupt.

002: Talk about the pot and the kettle!

G: Yeah, yeah. Let's go. Mind if I drive?

002: Yes, I've seen you do it.

*002 and G head for 002's car and speed off after 004 and 003.*

[Matt O'S oo4]

"Funny you should ask."

004 hits a few swithes in preparation. You must have notices we've been heading for the water. Damn observant of you as usual.

004: See that pier about a mile over there?

004 accelorates his Lagonda, driving straight for the pier, people scatter away from the center as 004 cruises down the wooden planking and rapidly toward the end.

003: Have you done this before?

004 calmly turns to 003; softly: "No."

004 floors it and the Lagonda leaps off the pier and sails into the air. While the car is airborne, 004 quickly taps a couple of switches and the hydrofoil kit drops down. The car hits with a great splash. On lookers are shocked to see the car "drive" away.

004: "Well?"

[Bryce (003)]

Liar....

*Bryce offers flask*

How long?

[Matt O'S oo4]

*Takes flask*

004: I'm not lying.

Bryce looks at him, quizzically.

O'Shawnassey looks back.

004: You spit in this?

[Genrewriter]

*002 looks around for the car.*

002: See anything?

G: Nothing. I'll check radar.*

*G raises an eyebrow as 004's car shows up on radar.*

G: They're underwater. Can you swim?

*G reaches for a red button.*

002: Don't even think about it. I'm going to get us a boat. Besides, this is an older model.

[Matt O'S oo4]

An indicator light flashes momentarily on 004 dash.

What's up with that????

Looks at 003

How could we be tracked?

[Bryce (003)]

*Bryce watches screen in Lagonda*

003: Hmmmm....The sonar "ghost" is operational...Whoever it is thinks we're underwater...

*Lagonda sails past Calais ferry which is headed towards the UK. 003 & 004 wave and pass the flask. Passengers stare awe struck*

[Matt O'S oo4]

You know, will all the warehouses, cliff faces and HALO jumps, I really miss driving the car across the channel!

Its almost serene. Don't you think?

*Takes a healthy swig off the flask.*

Now, that's something you don't see evey day, for sure.

The Lagonda slips smoothly across the choppy English Channel.

Ahh, but what do you expect. I just don't get the chance to take the car out on the water like we used to. Just too much going on.

003: True, too, true.

004: We aren't getting too busy for the occasional simple things, I hope.

003: Nahh.

004: Well, one thing is for sure...it sure beats the hell out of the tunnel traffic.

003, drinking from flask, finishing it: Don't worry about it. We'll all take a little holiday on the continent later.

004 nods, yes, that sounds good to him.

[Xenobia]

*G has his long distance binoculars on*

G: Tell me again how we are doing this.

X: Simple...everything under the sea lets off some sort of vibration. Some of it could be sonar, some of it is natural life energy. It's when something tries to be neither, that this little baby Q created turns on.

G: So, because 003 and 004 are trying to block sonar detection, we find them?

X: Correct.

G: OK. So this means that if I can see their car floating on the water, the catnip got to me?

*G hands Xen the binoculars. As her mouth drops open, he explains.*

G: I've been working on these babies for a while. They work on the same principle as a microscope enlarging images the naked eye shouldn't see.

X: Such as floating cars a good distance away.

G: Correct.

X: Where are they going?

G: Crossing the channel, but I am guessing they won't stop at the usual ferry port.

X: Right. *swings ship backwards* Time for plan B.

G: Which is?

X: Bring in 009 and hold her at HQ.

*G arches brow*

X: If 003 and 004 are in another country, and 009 is sitting in a cell, nobody gets killed, and we might even get a lead.

G: Point. But how do we know that 009 hasn't figured all this out to.

X: Because she doesn't have your binoculars.

-- Xenobia

[Joyce Carrington]

*standing in hotel room*

009: Uh... Voice?

Voice: Yes?

009: What are these binoculars for?

Voice: Never mind about them. Just leave this place and go where I told you to go. If all goes as I planned, the moment for you to strike will come. Soon.

009: Okay.

Voice: Remember... I will tel you when... and I will tell you how...

009: Got it.

Voice: Oh, and Joyce?

009: Yes?

Voice: Do you think my voice sounds like Telly Savalas?

[Genrewriter]

*002 and Genrewriter drive back to the office.*

G: So how exactly are we supposed to bring her in? Say "pretty please with sugar on top"?

X: I'll handle it. Just back me up with something. You guys working on anything right now we could use?

G: Nothing non-lethal. I could ring up my buddy at the zoo and have some elephant tranquilizer brought down.

X: A bit radical for my tastes.

G: Wanna raid 004's office and see what he's got?

*002 smiles devilishly*

*Later, X and G load tranquilizer darts into guns.*

G: I had Q bring up all 009's aliases. Nothing came up.

X: Did you try her real name?

*G gives X a dirty look and punches it into his PDA.*

G: Well, will wonders never cease? Got her. She's in Seville.

X: Under her own name? This has to be a trap.

G: So you want me to bring some live ammo as well?

X: That would be good.

*G and X get to Heathrow and board a plane for Spain.*

[Joyce Carrington]

*waiting for the four agents to plunge into her death trap*

009: Say, Voice?

Voice: Now what?

009: Who are you anyway? Tell me a little about yourself.

Voice: I am in your HEAD, you silly cow! I AM YOU!

009: Oh. Well, just for the record.... this multiple personality thing is quite fun. I mean, I'm alone... and yet I have someone to talk to.

Voice: Exactly. You have COMPLETELY lost it. Now shut up!

[Matt O'S oo4]

Fourty-five minutes later, 004 makes his approach to shore.

Thinks to himself: Never liked this part of it - tricky sometimes.

Watching his heads-up display, the distance from shore, depth of the water and the physcial layout of the approaching shoreline...004's Lagonda need to maintain a minmun speed to stay on on the hydrofoils - too slow, you sink - too fast and you could rip the foils off the car on the bottom, or a rock - tricky.

Bottom looks pretty smooth here, okay, here we go.

Flipping the switch over....the hydrofoil kit retracts and the car settles in to 5 inchies of water. The car inertia takes it up on the sandy beach. Taking advantage of this, 004 keep the car moving forward by engaging standard drive and heads out of the ocean and across the beach, much to the amazement of several onlookers.

003 and 004 wave and take the nearest road.

"Okay, my friend. Since you are my guest and I am your host, what would you like to do today???

*evil grin*

004

[Bryce (003)]

Screw....Find some bad guys...

[Matt O'S oo4]

*ahem*

We'll -- lets FIND some bad guys.

*They both laugh*

Give me a compass bering, my good man, and HURRY. My guns getting cold.

004

[Bryce (003)]

We can make Seville in about 90 minutes...

You know, you drive almost slow enough to drive Miss Daisy....

*Bryce is slammed back into his seat as the Lagonda unleashes the beast within quickly cruising at just under 110 mph*

004: Yas Miss Daisy...

003: Bastard....*opens new flask*

[Matt O'S oo4]

Hey, hey - HEY!

I've only brought two bottles of that stuff, go easy on it.

Drunk. *smiles*

004 kicks on the heads-up display, tying the SAT-NAV system.
He turns on the radio, accessing local police and other emergency bands.

Okaaay. We fully armed, fueled, the Lagonda's loaded for bear.

Turns to 003

I even brought my gettoblaster just for the fun of it.

Seville is about ten minutes ahead. What's your plan?

004

[Bryce (003)]

Smoke some cigarettes...shoot all the bad guys and make a miraculous escape while you rescue or subdue Joy---...er...009.

[Matt O'S oo4]

Hey, that's not go there. She IS a lady.

003 looks at him with a smirk.

004 looks back at him, serious. "I know, I know. I understand the JOB. But, she is...special...to me. I wish I could tell you why."

003 shakes his head slightly and closes his eyes: "Hmmmm."

"And, besides, she's just CRAZY enough to be perfect for me. Not to mention the fact that the lady has a kick'n talent with a P99."

003 looks at him. "You know the score. I know you do."

"Yeah." A moment of silence. "She probably the only one that can take care of herself being anywhere close to someone in our line of work --the only kind of lady that's safe to get anywhere close."

006 looks away. "True. Just....make sure...." he looks back..."you're thinking with the right head, this time. I don't feel very much like scraping your bloody remains off the tarmak because..."

004 jumps in..."--Hey,"

003 looks at 004, both men very serious.

004 nods, communicating the message is received LOUD and CLEAR. "Nuff said. Let's go to work"

004

[Genrewriter]

*As the plane reaches the airport, X and G get up and sneak to the lower levels of the plane near the landing gear. They suit up with stealth gear and weapons as the landing gear begins to deploy.*

X: Now why are we getting off here again?

G: Oh, just because its a cool stunt.

X: Fair enough.

*The two agents position themselves on the landing gear as it moves down. They drop down into some bushes and begin to make their way towards a road.*

X: We should have taken the boat.

G: Probably. You know where we can get a car?

X: 007 has a rental place he uses. Took me for a ride once.

*G smirks.*

G: Did he indeed?

*The two agents make their way down the road towards Seville.*