geeky_agent | OOM: The Rescue

OOM: The Rescue

She stepped through the half-open door, her movements cautious and precise. The darkness fell like a veil around her and made it difficult to seperate ground from sky.

Once outside, Chris looked for Tony and had to follow the sound of his voice to find him. He was standing over a map and talking on the satphone, he glanced up for a second before his attention was directed to the map again.

"The mine is right across from us," she told the men behind her. There was no need to point it out to them, it was impossible to miss.

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In the dead silence of the mine, even the softest noises tend to break through the mental fog Jack is wrapped in most of the time. But few noises are ever soft; maybe the movement of a rat through the tunnel, a solitary bat that's lost its way. Human noises are louder; the guards don't bother hiding their footsteps as they want their prisoners to hear them coming.

But the noises that pull him out of his haze don't fit that mold. They're soft, but not animal. It takes him a moment, but these sound like footsteps, deliberately muffled.

Jack tenses, unable to keep from letting out a soft note of pain as he attempts to move back as much as he can, buy himself some time if they come in. Trying to peer through the darkness with eyes that won't focus, he braces himself to face whatever unknown is outside his door.

Tony opens the door and Chase and Chris head inside.

Jack looks...well, awful, and Chase swallows when he sees him. "Jack, we're gonna get you out of here," he whispers, looking over at Chris.

"Jack? It's me," Chris whispers, her voice almost breaking. He was bruised and bloody, his left arm in a crude splint and she'd swear he had lost weight.

She talks a breath, trying to keep her voice as even and calm as possible. "Chase and I are going to get you out of here, Jack."

At first he has to think that he's slipped into another hallucination, because Chris and Chase can't possibly be here. They seem real, but he's almost frightened to reach out and see for certain; whether because they'll melt away or because they'll stay, implying that he's gone deep into some fantasy world, he's not sure.

But he can't not reach out to the people he's been thinking of for so long, using his memories of them to help him cling to sanity by his fingernails.

He reaches out to her with one shaking hand as she fades in and out of focus, praying that this isn't a hallucination brought on by another round of psychotropic drugs.

"Chris? Chase?"

"It's us." She reaches out to touch his face with her fingertips and she can't keep from crying now. "We're here."

There's a sudden noise from the corridor that sends a chill down her spine. She whips her head around and can hear voices and footsteps approaching.

"Jack, can you stand up?"

At the noise, Chase leans down to to offer Jack his shoulder to hold on to, putting his arms around him.

"Jack, you gotta stand, we've got to hurry."

"Come on, we've got to go," another voice says from just outside the doorway, and it dimly registers as Tony's voice before Jack's hauled to his feet, the room spinning.

Jack lets out a soft moan as his weight rests on his left leg, his knee screaming in pain as nausea sweeps over him, but he grits his teeth, trying to move past it. He puts his arm around Chase's shoulders, but it's clear that Chase is holding onto him more than he's holding onto Chase.

A gunshot breaks through the night, followed by several more.

"You try to get him out, Tony and I will provide cover," she says, racing towards the doorway. Flattened against the wall, she can see the guards approaching and mouth tightens into a thin line.

We're so close. We just have to get out of here. So close.

Jack jumps at the gunshot, trying to turn and look, but it only make his head swim even more than it already is. Oh God, no, they can't get caught, they have to get out of here!

"No, leave me here, get out--" he says weakly, trying to break from Chase's grasp.

But Chase just holds on and tries to get Jack out, so many things rushing through his head, only knowing that they have to get out, but knowing in the back of his mind that it's going to take a miracle...

Chris switches over to the otherside of the doorframe so she has the guards right in her sights.

"Chase! Hurry!

She can almost make out Tony across the hall, in another doorway. The hallway lights up with gunshots and it's then she gets clear glimpses of him...

...And another figure coming up behind her.

Before she can turn around, there's a gun against her neck. "Drop the gun."

Nonononono.

"Drop the gun!" He pushes it into her neck. One of the guards has a flashlight and shines it in her eyes. Chris squints but she's seen enough to know that they're surrounded.

She drops the gun.

With a quick movement of her hand, she tries to hit the transponder on her watch but a guard catches her arm, twisting it around her back and pushing her against the wall.

There's a flash of blue light near her face, burning against her neck, then her world goes dark.

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