capeandcowllogs | Can't think, can't decide, time's running out on the otherside.

WHO: Seras Victoria and Jack Bauer
WHERE: Southwest Phoenicia
WHEN: September 3rd
WARNINGS: Violence, Language, Explosions, Jack
SUMMARY: Seras goes to help Jack get out of some trouble. Terrorist militia die in droves.
FORMAT: Para to start then quick for the action.

Seras hadn't even bothered packing before she took a patrol car to the airport. There wasn't time. She'd barely had the patience to wait for one of the patrol officers to meet her there and take the car and her pistol back. At least the lack of baggage and her badge had made it easier to get through the security lines. The ticket though had eaten up way too much of her money and once she was past security she still ended up waiting for over an hour for the plane which was late. Then because she'd bought her ticket last second she had to wait another half hour to be seated. By the time she was actually on the plane she was already well past annoyed and on her way to furious. Jack needed her and they were making her wait!

Finally after the stupid safety brief the plane took off and she was on her way. It was only then that she realized what a mistake she'd made in rushing off without planning. She was hungry and she'd forgotten to bring any blood. Not that they'd have let her own the plane with it, the TSA agents would have had a heart attack probably, but still she couldn't believe she'd done something so stupid. Normally she could have just ignored the hunger pains, but she was already on edge and worried which just made them worse.

The end result was three hours into the flight when the attendant asked her what she wanted for her in flight meal Seras snapped at her. "No, I bloody well don't want an in flight meal because I can't eat it you idiot! I'm a vampire!"

Immediately afterward there was large scale panic as the attendants tried to stop the passengers from forcing the captain to land the plane in the middle of the ocean. Seras swore next time it didn't matter how uncomfortable it was she was flying cargo, in her coffin, so she wouldn't have to deal with this nonsense. At least then she could bring some blood along no one would bother her. Especially that damn attendant.

After several more hours she landed at her destination, tired, hungry, and determined to talk out her bad day on whoever was trying to hurt Jack.

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Focused on the other vehicle, Jack didn't know what he was hearing or why the gunner suddenly swiveled his weapon around to point back toward the road. He certainly wasn't going to run for it- it was the perfect chance, and he wasn't going to miss it. He popped up from behind the rock, took aim in the darkness, and fired three times into the man's exposed back.

His target yelled out, then fell backward lifelessly. The Technical's gun was now unmanned. Its driver reacted swiftly. Tires spun on the cool sand as it turned broadside to Jack's position, so the gunman in the passenger's seat could put a gun out the window and open up on the rock. Bullets slammed into the stone as the two men exchanged shots in the darkness. Jack squinted, sighted on the muzzle flashes and tried to kill the other man before he could kill him.

Seras reached be truck just a few seconds after the driver had moved it. Grabbing the driver's side door she ripped it off and flung it into the night. After another second it was followed by the driver, who didn't even have time to scream before he s knocked out from the impact. All that was left was the one gunman and Seras reached into the cab with her shadows and tried to grab him.

Jack stopped shooting when he saw something impossibly fast and strong dash through the night and tear into the fighting vehicle. The guy shooting at him cried out in terror, then vanished into the shadows.

"Seras?" Jack called out. "Is that you?"

"Jack?" Why was she even surprised? Who else would take on two trucks of armed thugs with a pistol. Quickly, she slide over the truck's hood and made her way to the rock. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Jack was already moving from behind the rock, brushing past Seras on his way to the truck. He was hungry and tired and sunburned and out of water, but as far as he was concerned that counted as fine. "Grab one of their rifles and get in the truck. We have to get to the airport before more of them show up."

He got in the driver's side. It was easy considering Seras had ripped the door off. The engine was even still running, keys in the ignition. "I'm sorry I didn't brief you on the phone, I didn't have a lot of time. These people have been after me for a while."

Seras sighed and ran back to the truck grabbing one of the gunmen's rifles. Sliding into the passenger seat she checked the action, making sure it was loaded. "Careful when you go past the other truck. I didn't stop to make sure they were all knocked out. I was just trying to disable it without making a mess."

"Copy that." Jack floored it down the road, night wind tugging at his jacket, scooped up off the ground on his way to the truck. They passed the other vehicle without being fired on- but Jack did get a glimpse of a militiaman still standing. It looked like he was talking on a radio.

"They've probably already called for reinforcements. Keep an eye out for more vehicles. They like to drive without headlights and come up from both sides." Jack had familiarized himself with this group's tactics once it became clear they were going to be an issue. "We just need to get inside the airport and get aboard a plane to the States."

"Got it." she said smirking. With her there was no way they could sneak up on Jack tonight. It didn't solve the problem of them being heavily armed and really angry, but still at least she and Jack wouldn't be ambushed again. Just then then she heard another truck. It was barely audible over their own, but it was there. Sticking her head out the window Seras looked back and saw in the distance three new technicals catching up fast. They quickly closed in and opened fire.

"Three more, I'll try and slow them down."

Leaning all the way out the window this time she took aim and fired a burst at the lead truck's tires. Because of the rough roads bouncing the truck up down it went wide. Snarling Seras focused again and fired. This time the rounds connected solidly with the front left tire and the truck almost skidded out of control, but it's driver was able to stop it and get it going again admittedly much slower, but they weren't giving up.

"Damn it!"

Jack swerved crazily back and forth from one side of the road to another, trying to weave between the lines of bullets tracking their vehicle. Dirt and sand spattered the sides of the truck as the rounds dug into the road.

"Get on the fifty-cal!" He yelled. "Take them out!"

"On it!" Seras shouted back as she hung out the window and squirmed her way into the bed of the truck. Taking a moment to catch her balance she grabbed onto the machine gun and racked back the charging handle before swiveling to take aim at the lead truck. The machine gun roared as she poured fire into the the truck's engine block. As the truck slowed down one of the rounds caught the gas tank, triggering an explosion that flipped the vehicle end over front, landing squarely on the man in the back manning its machine gun.

"One down!"

"Good work!"

The other two Technicals split up, going off-road to flank their vehicle with one on either side. Jack saw them bouncing on the rough terrain, but they were still managing to keep up with his truck and catch it in a nasty crossfire. The windshield shattered, broken glass falling over him as he wrestled with the wheel. He was very aware that he had no protection on his side, since Seras had ripped off the door. But they were mainly aiming at the gunner- at Seras.

Seras whipped her head around in panic and sent her shadows out to cover the driver's side, catching some rounds in the process. She grimaced, normally it wouldn't hurt, but she was starving and these were big bullets. In retaliation she blew the head of the machine gunner of the left technical before emptying the rest of the ammo into the cab.

That was the end of that. The left-hand Technical disintegrated, tumbling end-over-end in a billowing cloud of dust. The last remaining vehicle had apparently had enough of this crap. The gunner put two precise rounds into the engine block of their stolen car, then the truck peeled off and drove off into the desert, disappearing into the shadows.

Jack squinted after them, not sure if they were really leaving or just coming back for another pass once the car died. And the car was going to die- the damaged engine was making hideous noises, and their speed was dropping steadily. "Seras, can you verify whether they've disengaged?"

At first it looked like they were leaving, but the technical spun around hard and came in for the kill. "Jack, wait here and get down."

Seras jumped off the back of their truck and flew into the darkness. After a moment there was the screech of metal followed by screams. A minute later Seras pulled up in the technical. It was missing its roof. "Get in let's go."

Jack managed to smile a little. Seras certainly knew how to get results. He pulled the damaged battlewagon over to the side of the road and joined Seras in their new 'convertible.'

"We're almost there," he said. "We'll have to ditch this and infiltrate on foot. The airport must have heard the shots, they'll probably be on lockdown."

Can't think, can't decide, time's running out on the otherside.

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