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[Icephoenix]

Originally posted by Mister Asterix


But earlier you thought you were 009? Are you sure you’ve got your Double-Oh number right this time?

...alright, you've got me...I'm not 009...and no, I'm not even 0012...i am OO/!... AND NO-ONE CAN STOP ME! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!]

[Joyce Carrington]

*reads message*

009: "Oh."

*squeezes 004's hand*

009: "Then I must get going. I'll take the jet car, it'll get me there faster."

*kisses him*

009: "You'd better be alive when I get back."

*leaves room and finds Molly*

009: "Molly... Keep him alive. And keep me posted."

[Mr. Clue]

CLUE:

The lab has reported to Dr. Warmflash that oo4's disease is apparently a geneticly altered combination of syphilis and feline distemper. It seemsto have been in his system for some time but the symtoms were only triggered by spores that were placed on a small piece of catnip that was found on the mouthpiece of oo4's phone. The good news is the disease can only be spread through sexual contact, and primary tests show that feline panleukopenia vacanation shots are effective preemptively against the virus. The doctor points out that with anti-biotics oo4 will survive, but will be weak for several days and his eye may not return to normal for weeks.

The quarantine has been lifted.

[Joyce Carrington]

Originally posted by Mr. Clue
CLUE:

The lab has reported to Dr. Warmflash that oo4's disease is appartently a geneticly altered combination of syphilis and feline distemper. It apparently has been in his system for some time but the symtoms were only triggered by spores that were placed on a small piece of catnip that was found on the mouthpiece of oo4's phone. The good news is the disease can only be spread through sexual contact, and primary tests show that feline panleukopenia vacanation shots are effective pre-emptively against the virus. The doctor points out that with anti-biotics oo4 will survive, but will be weak for several days and his eye may not return to normal for weeks.

The quarantine has been lifted.

SEXUAL CONTACT? Am I in danger?

[Mr. Clue]

CLUE:

Dr. Warmflash tells 009 that it is possible. She gives 009 some of the anti-biotics with directions to take one per day starting immediately.

Dr. Warmflash takes one of the pills herself.

[Joyce Carrington]

WHAT???!!!! MOLLY??!!

*gets back to 004's room*

009: "We need to talk, mister... You'd better tell me she's taking that medicine for another reason..."

[Matt O'S oo4]

Barely conscious.

No way, Joyce.

I've killed a lot of men in my line of work.

But I've NEVER been with more than one lady at a time.

Call it....a weakness.....of mine.

If you want me to go......I will....but don't make me go.....

because you EVER thought......ever....been....

I.......

love.............


004 blacks out

[Joyce Carrington]

Typical.

*pats him on the cheek*

I know, you love my car... I'm off to Nevada now. We'll talk when I get back.

[Matt O'S oo4]

After 009 leaves the room

....you.....

004

[Joyce Carrington]

*BMW Z3 lifts off ground*

*009 watches the MI6 building one last time*

"Don't worry Matt - we'll get the cat..."

*frowns*

"I hate things that rhyme"

*BMW Z3 takes off*

[Matt O'S oo4]

Doc....if you don't give me somthing to get me on my feet.....

I am going to shoot you.

Dr. Warmflash smiles at him.

004 looks at her with bloodshot eyes.

Dr. Warmflash's smiles fades slowly.

004 continues to stare.

You'll feel like hell if I give you this......

004: What do you think I feel like now? Give me the damn shot. And a couple back ups. Something to keep me going. I'm going to be taking a long trip.

Dr. W: You sont make it. This stuff willl keep you going for a couple fo hours or so at best.

004: Then I'll take 12 along with me. And a B-12 series. And another clips incase it doesn't work. You and I will be having a little conversation about all of this....very soon.

Dr. Warmflash gives 004 a booster shot of B-12 and a strong stimulatnt.

Best I can do...for now.

004 closes his eyes tightly for a moment and then swings his feet on to the floor.....

004

[Joyce Carrington]

*in car, singing along to radio*

"IT'S THE EYE OF THE TIGER!!! nananana..."

"Ahem."

[Mr. Clue]

CLUE:

009 recieves an email message on her mobile phone from her source in Los Angeles. The email contains an attachment.


FROM: JHagen

TO: 009

I can't find the origin of it, but does this look familiar ;)

-Joe

[Joyce Carrington]

*responding*

It does very much so... thanks.

[Matt O'S oo4]

An hour later, 009 lands to refuel.

I'll need a full tank to make it across the Atlantic and then some.

009 puts down and refuels her air-car. She puts the top of her Z3 down.

Getting back in, she begins to start the engine, when suddenly.....

004 parachutes into the open top of her car, landing in the passenger seat.

Hey, baby.....

004

[Joyce Carrington]

AAAAAAAAAH!

*sees that it's 004*

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! AAAH! AAAH!

*kicks him in the head*

004: "Ouch!"

009: "Don't ever do that again! What are you doing here? Last time I saw you you were dead... almost..."

[Matt O'S oo4]

004 looking like hell.

I am dead, if we don't get to Nevada.

Dr. Warmfalsh provided me with a fair quantity of drugs to keep me on my feet. I don't know for how long.

But, I would suggest you get this miracle car in the air and on route so we can get the job done.

I wont be there all the time.....but I'm damn well going to be there....with you....this time.....

Let;s kick some....you kno what....

009 starts her car....

004

[Joyce Carrington]

*009 takes off*

*looks at 004*

Let me get this straight... you're half dead... and you're here to help me?

*004 nods*

And you haven't slept with Molly?

*004 shakes his head*

Well then... *009 tries to hide big smile* Good.

[Matt O'S oo4]

004 speaks as loudly as he can over the sound of the jet engines.

I told yo that I trust you with my life.

I meant it.
Forever.
Do ....you....understand.....what I ....was.....trying to .....say?

004

[Joyce Carrington]

"I can't hear you... engines are too loud!"

*slows down*

"What?"

[Matt O'S oo4]

I SAID....

I told you that I trust you with my life.
I meant it.
Forever.

Do ....you....understand.....what I ....was.....trying to .....say?

You....stubborn....beautiful.....woman?

004

[Joyce Carrington]

Uh... *thinks for long time* I think so... *lifts one eyebrow* Yeah... okay...

Speeds up and puts radio on.

*sings along*

"WAKE ME UP, BEFORE YOU GO-GO..."

*notices 004 staring at her*

"Sorry."

[Matt O'S oo4]

Getting angry.

004 checks his weapons and gives himself another shot.

004 does not believe 009 can hear him.

Damn hard enough doing this job evey damn day without falling in love.... Can't even think straight.....no time to relax....best thing I have EVER had.....so stupid.....can't even talk like a normal bloke......

004 gives himself another shot.

Sees 009's wide-eyed look.

"What?"

004

[Joyce Carrington]

009: "Are you okay? You have this strange look in your eyes... There's foam coming out of your mouth..."

*004 doesn't react*

009: "Matt?"

*stops car, puts radio off*

*checks his breathing*

*nothing*

009: "Blast."

*performs CPR*

009: "Come on... breathe... Matt..."

*still nothing*

009: "Matt, if I told you that..."

*004 starts regaining consciousness*

009: "What's happening?"

004: "I....love....you..."

009: "Whoa! What was that?"

[Joyce Carrington]

Note to other agents: try to read what is on sattelite dish 4. Does it say: ASX? Or FOX... wait a minute... FOX 4, the tv station?

[Matt O'S oo4]

Takes a deep breath.

Kisses her deeply.

004 talks delivertly: "I said, I...LOVE....YOU.

Deal with it, 009.

Let's finsih this job....then we can sort out the other details...

If you want to...

004

[Joyce Carrington]

*speechless*

Ah.

*speechless again*

I'll get back to you on that. For the moment... all this talk isn't getting us to Nevada. You try to get some sleep... because seriously... you look like... well... Cher.

*speeds up*

Mind if I turn on the radio?

[Mister Asterix]

::The former agent 00* carefully plans the walk in to restroom of the section that puts international into Las Vegas - McCarren International Airport. He can’t let the security cameras get a good look at him. He’ll save that for the trip out. The ballcap and sunglasses will help his cause. He enters the restroom. Mostly empty. Just one stall occupied. It will have to do.::

::Opening up his attaché, he takes hold of his Braun rechargable beard trimmer and sets it to zero::

[under breathe] Good bye, old friend.

::The trimmer makes quick work of his beard and he quickly rinses the hair down the sink. A quick look when a newspaper ruffle came from within the stall. Re-placing the trimmer, he takes a comb the attaché, removes his ballcap, and runs the comb through his hair.::

::If anybody would have been watching they would have been amazed to see his hair appear to instantly turn blonde as he ran the comb through it. The hair colour won’t last long, but he’ll be able to make more permanent work of it once he gets in a hotel. A pair of blue contact lenses and rinse of sunless tan to his hands, arms and face complete the look.::

::After repacking the attaché, he removes the passport that he had dug out from behind a brick of garage a non-descript house in sub-urban London. He compares the the man in the picture to the one in the mirror. A near perfect match.::

::He smiled.::

::Replacing the ballcap and sunglasses and closing the attaché, he headed out of the restroom, just as a flush came from within the stall.::

::The camaras can have their good look now. In full view, he removed the ballcap, folded it and put it in to the back pocket of his Levi’s. Then he put the sunglasses into the inner-pocket of his suit jacket::

[under breathe]I think we’re ready

::He headed for customs.::

Young Female Customs Agent:  (Looking at Passport) Welcome back to the States, Mr. Starrky. (Smiling) ...Alexander.

::He spoke, now with a new voice and a broader smile.::


Call me Alex.

 

[fakesig]Alexander Starrky[/fakesig]

[Bond111]

Hours earlier in Moneypenny's office....

*111 regains consciousness. His back was very painful. He knew what it was though, it was another sign of the cat.*

I have to find the other agents.

*111 slowly picks himself off of the floor. He wanders around the building finding no signs of life.*

Where can they be? Perhaps they've left for Nevada already. I've got to get there and fast.

*He runs out of the building racing for his Jaguar, hops in, and speeds towards the nearest airport.*

*An hour later, 111 has boarded the plane for Nevada*

[Mister Asterix]

The Journal of Alex Starrky

Entry No. 1 (voice recording)

  I am speeding down US Route 95 toward Silver Peak leaving behind Las Vegas and my name, number, and life in the service. It was time to quit the business anyway. But I have one more mission to complete for my dear old friends 007, 004, and 0012 before I go off to pasture.

  This hired Suburu WRX STi really burns up the road, I’m doing 130 miles per hour and it feels like nothing. Bryce’s Jag would be jealous of this cars acceleration zero to a hundred. It loses it a bit after that. And the look is really too Fast And The Furious for this old spy— er... unemployed soon to be forty-something. But it has the speed and off-road capability I’m going to need.

  My old CIA contact, Oscar Matchstik, was kind enough to have left for me some equipment; a Smith & Wesson, ammo, some cash, this PDA, and a few other little toys. Have to find a way to thank him from my new life.

  Maybe after this is all done I’ll get myself lost in America, find myself a wife and settle down in the Midwest, find a comfortable job in marketing, and set about to making babies.

  Can’t get soft yet though. I’ve a friend to find and a cat to fix.

  I’ve picked up some climbing gear. Those coordinates point to the summit of Alcatraz Island and that’s where I’m going to start.

  This is all silly, no one will ever hear this journal anyway since I’ll just security erase the file anyway. Wait, to hell with that. I don’t need to follow the Iron Queen’s regulations anymore. I’ll high-level encrypt and give it a private password. I know the perfect one, too. Uvila Geturroksov. Only Bryce, Matt, Bond, and I would know that. What a woman. Probably the only one in the world to have had ‘encounters’ with four different double ohs. All at different times. And all completely unrelated. She probably still has no clue that any of us were agents.

  I wonder what she would think of the Midwest?

[fakesig]Alexander Starrky[/fakesig]