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[Matt O'S oo4]

004 kisses her once more. He chicks to see that she is appropriately armed, 004 provides her with a SAS signal pen, and departs with her car keys in hand.

Hope I can remeber how to fly this thing.....I got used to a Huey.

[Joyce Carrington]

*009 watches the car take off*

009: A bit of of a rocky start, but he'll manage.

*looks at pipe*

*climbs in*

009: Can't see a bloody thing.

*flashes torch on*

009: That's better.

*crawls through pipe*

[Mr. Clue]

NOTE:

Two posts by Genrewriter and one by Xenobia were corrected. 002 and 008 did not find 003.

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CLUE:
Inside the pipeline 009's torch falls upon a curious sight.

[Joyce Carrington]

*009's heart skips a beat*

009: WHOA ****!

[Joyce Carrington]

*signals to 004*

009: Matt, I've got a little 'situation' here... *looks at timer and wires* And hurry up, would you?

[Bryce (003)]

*Bryce wakes up on cold sand...wearing nothing but a baffled expression. Notices the fur bikini top Asiaq was wearing with a note. Reads and then takes a look about. Based on the position of the sun and the terrain. Must be about two. Rubs jaw. Not even a full days stubble. Notices slacks rolled up as a pillow and gratefully slips them on. More grateful he's anatomically INTACT.*

I must have appealed to her maternal instincts....

*Doing the math, he figures the homer he swallowed must still be active. Begins following the shoreline.*

At least this isn't as bad as that last fortnight of SAS training in Wales.

*Collects bikini top and finds his silver Dunhill pen tucked into one of the cups as he hears distant rumble of what has to be a helicopter. Checks pen and clicks on homer. Pen beeps and small active light glows red. Begins making his was to a clearing up from the shore*

Damn cat.....

[Matt O'S oo4]

Immediately turning 009's car around he heads to her drop off point.

004: *thinking to himself* Just use you gun, sweetheart. Shoot it. Then we'll all go out for tea.

[Joyce Carrington]

*sweating from the pressure*

009: Okay... red wire... green wire... blue wire... brown wire... okay...

*tries to stop hands from shaking*

009: Okay, focus. Bomb defusing training. What was it again?

*examines bomb*

009: This blue wire is a decoy... or not... oh, crap.

[Matt O'S oo4]

004 lands and jumps out. He looks over the terrain, making his way to the pipe he had cut his way through.

At the opening he hears 009's voice echoing down to pipeline: Red wire, blue wire...green wire...

004, realizing what must me going on: Oh, hell no.

004 enters the pipe to find 009

[Joyce Carrington]

009: AAARRGGH! Who's there?

004: It's me, Matt.

009: Come here, help me.

004: Well, I'd like to... but your um... behind is blocking the way... and what a nice behind it is.

009: Matt! This is not the time! Okay, I'll make some room. Crawl next to me.

[Matt O'S oo4]

004 begins to work on bomb: Oh goody, your pen light is starting to go out. Here....

004 hands his zippo lighter to 009..

004 looks over the devise: Hmmmm....that's a collasable circuit...damn....*009 holds up the lit zippo over 004 to illuminate his work.

004, sigh: Great. Come to Alaska, we'll get together...have a few laughs....blah.

009: Is that a decoy....pointing.

004: Very good, yes I believe it is...*looking at her* do you want to stay if I'm wrong?

[Joyce Carrington]

009: My dear... we'll go down together... either here, or when this is all over, in the hotel room.

004: Oh, good idea.

009: Eyes on the bomb now, please.

004: Right.

*gets knife from pocket*

004: Okay, want to choose a wire to cut?

*timer begins counting down from 30 seconds*

009: Umm.. yeah! And fast!

[Matt O'S oo4]

004: Eenie, meenie, miney....Hey MOE! *snips wire*

a pause

Timer clock freezes at thirteen seconds.

004: Well my lucky number! Imagine that.

009: That's us.

004: Pardon me?

009: We are 13 -

004 looks at her for a second.

009: TOGETHER.

004: Sounds good to me. You were saying someghing about a hotel later....

009: Yes, LATER.....let's go and see if they've located 003

004, a bit worried: Yes. Definately.

[Joyce Carrington]

009: Okay, out of the pipe.

*they both start moving*

009: Stop moving. I'll go first.

004: Okay. *waits* Well?

009: I'm stuck.

[Matt O'S oo4]

*Kisses her deeply*

004: So am I. Now just a second here.

With a bit of effort, 004 slides his way past 009.

Wow. That was a snug fit. He looks back and guide 009 back to the cut he had made in the pipline.

First 004, then 009 step out, a bit grimy from the inside of the pipline.

004 draws his beretta and looks around.

He looks at 009 who does the same.

004, not looking at her, but the area: I've always wanted to butter you up my dear, just not quite like this.

[Joyce Carrington]

009: Well, that goes without saying... maybe we should rendez-vous with 002 and 008 now.

[Matt O'S oo4]

Let go. We'll need to get out of these clothers and into something - a bit less...uh...industrial looking? 004 gets a look, a smile and a shake of the head from 009.....ahem, yes well...are our bags still in your trunk?

[Joyce Carrington]

009: They are. Let's change quickly. Hope no one sees us.

004: Darling, we're in the middle of nowhere. *eyes begin to sparkle*

009: (smiling) Very tempting... but no. We need to find our friends.

[Matt O'S oo4]

Granted.

004: But I still feel like...

009 kisses him to shut him up.

004: Right. Lets get going.

[Joyce Carrington]

*they change and get back into the car*

009: Do I have to say it again?

004: Already fastened it.

009: Good boy.

*car takes off*

[Matt O'S oo4]

004 patches in and attempts to make contact with 002 or 008.

004 to 002, please respond.

I'll keep trying. Point us in the general direction of their last signal here. *004 points to heads up display - SAT NAV tie in.* We will see how close we can get - until we get a response.

004 to 002, please respond.
004 to 008, respond, please.

[Xenobia]

002: Hang on...we're here. Slightly wet, but we are here.

004: What happened?

008: (screaming) Don't ask!

004: Where are you?

002: I am not sure. Can you fix on our transponder?

004: Yeah.

002: Then come get us. And, by the way...

004: Yeeeees.

002: The reason I didn't answer particularly fast is because I just got a responce from someone else's tracker.

004: Bryce?

002: Yup. Come get us, and then let's go get him.

004: You got it!

-- Xenobia

[Matt O'S oo4]

With the signal tied in, 009 and 004 head staight for them.

004: How are you on ammo.

009: Why?

004: No reason. Just a feeling. You know.

[Bryce (003)]

*Bryce sits in the back of US Coast Guard helicopter and fits headset on. Dials in secure frequency*

Squawk one, niner, zero - Bryce here...My date didn't work out but she did drop me off. Proceding return to Anchorage via some fine USCG chaps who located me. See you back at 004 & I's room. Somebody call ahead for room service. Bryce out, but glad to not have woken up dead.

[Matt O'S oo4]

While in flight a signal is beamed to 004's phone.

Oh, not again....*004 looks at the phone and reads the message.*

003 located by USCG.
Safe and returning to Ancorage.
Report your current position and final destination.

END TRANSMISSION

009: What was it?

004: They found 003. Good thing too. They are asking for our local. *004 turns off phone.*

009: You're not going to tell them?

004: Nope. We're maintain radio silence. I don't yet know who to trust.

*009 frowns, 004 notices it.*

004: Not YOU! *she smiles* We should be over 002 and 008's position very shortly. Lets start our decent.

009: Great, on our way.

[Bryce (003)]

*Bryce exits from a well deserved 20 minute hot shower in hotel suite. Changes into black jeans, Doc martin's and a black turtleneck and then carefully examines both the note and fur bikini top Asiaq left behind. Grabs back up ASP Browning and holster and also gives himself a shot of anti-toxin*

[Joyce Carrington]

*BMW Z3 lands on icelake*

*004 and 009 get out and look around*

*004 checks phone*

004: According to their signal they should be here... or very close... *grabs Beretta* I don't like this.

009 (also getting gun): Xen? G?

*there is no reply*

009 to 004: Where are they?

*suddenly, a soft moan behind them grabs their attention*

*they turn around to see 002 and 008 sitting on the lake, nearly frozen to death*

009: Xen! G! There you are! How are you?

002: We're friggin' cold, what does it look like?

009: No worries. *grabs bottle of blended Scotch from pocket and hands it to 002 and 008 to warm them up*

004 (looking at her): Uh.. Joyce?

009: Yes?

004: Blended Sccotch? I thought we had a deal that you were not supposed to drink it anymore?

009: Sorry.

*004 frowns*

004: And how are we going to get all of us in your sportscar?

009: Matt, it's a Q car. That should tell you enough.

004: Right. Show me.

*009 pushes button on dashboard*

*the back of car slides open en lengthens, so that two more seats appear in the back*

004: Very nice.

[Matt O'S oo4]

004, Nodding: I should have known better.

Lets get them in your vehicle and get them warmed up - quick.

[Bryce (003)]

*Bryce examines bikini top after pouring himself a SINGLE MALT scotch from the mini-bar*

I don't *think* this is wolf fur....Hmmmm.

Wonder where the rest are?

*Signs for room service, tips waiter and sits down to a steaming bowl of Lobster bisque' and a steak sandwich which he practically inhales*

24 hour room service...One of man's greatest contributions to civilized soceity...and tabasco...God Bless Conrad Hilton.

[Mr. Clue]

CLUE:

In the newly revealed back seat, 009 notices a clump of white fur and a pair of spanners that she had never seen before. It occurs to her the cat, or at least a cat, has been in her car. Most likely messing with the works.