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Post by captsparrowslady on Aug 6, 2007 17:15:54 GMT
Sands hated being wheeled around like an invalid, he hated even more that he was in the one place he spent his whole life trying to avoid. Soon they stopped inside a room and the nurse tried to help Sands stand up and move to the bed. But when she touched his arm to help lift him up, she was surprised and frightened when Sands put a gun in her face.
"Don't fucking touch me. I can get up on my own." Sands sneered, pushing her away from him. He stood up, putting the gun back in the holster it came from and felt his way over to the bed and laid down. "Let me know when my chopper is here, and tell that woman I was with to get in here and running won't do her any good, so she might as well play nice."
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Post by Lauren on Aug 6, 2007 17:22:52 GMT
Selina was sitting in the waiting room with her hands behind her head and her eyes closed when the nurse came back.
"Mr Sands wants you to join him," Selina sighed and opened her eyes.
"You may tell Sheldon that I will join him once I have gotten myself a cup of coffee."
Selina got herself a cup of coffee from the machine in the corner and then wandered along to the room the nurse had given her.
"Do you realise you're still only wearing you're cute skull and crossbones boxers?" Selina said casually when she saw Sands lying on the bed. She walked across and sat by the window.
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Post by captsparrowslady on Aug 6, 2007 17:28:02 GMT
"Yet I still have a gun on me." Sands said pulling out his pistol and aiming it in the direction of her voice, "I thought I told you to never call me Sheldon, I should shoot you in the face, only reason I'm not, is because the folks up at spook central might get a wee bit pissed off, and by wee bit, I actually mean a lot, since they want you alive and not riddled with bullets." Sands said flipping the safety on and putting away the gun. "It feels like we've been here forever, how long has it been?"
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Post by Lauren on Aug 6, 2007 17:31:21 GMT
"Only a few minutes," Selina smirked, "And you may threaten me, but little do you know I have a gun of my own," She took the gun out of her belt and turned it over in her hands, "So whatever you do to me I'll do back to you twice over. And I dont care if the CIA get 'pissed off'," She put the gun away again and stared out of the window.
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Post by captsparrowslady on Aug 6, 2007 18:00:17 GMT
"I wanna get out of here." Sands moaned then muttered more to himself than to Selina, "I want to be the one to nail my boss to the wall. or somke him, send him straight to fucking broadway. And whoever else is responsible for all the fuckups down here.
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Post by Lauren on Aug 6, 2007 18:10:46 GMT
"Promises promises," Selina mumbled under her breath as she stood up and wandered aimlessly around the room, already bored of this situation. She couldnt believe she was going to be stuck in a helicopter with this guy and then forced to talk to his boss. "Dont you think it may have been you that made the fuckups? Are you going to nail yourself to the wall?" She said even though she had no idea what had happened, she just liked annoying the man that had ruined her holiday.
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Post by captsparrowslady on Aug 6, 2007 23:48:46 GMT
No. I did my job. I was being shadowed yesterday and I called for backup, did I get any? No. My line had been compromised, did I get a new one? No. My AFN agent who was my go between with the Mexican government, was the daughter of one of the men I was sent here to gather information on and terminate. And no, they did not have an estranged relationship. In fact, she was being groomed to take over Daddy's job. I requested a HUMINT report on her, just to make sure she was clean because I felt as though there was something fishy about her. But when I got the HUMINT back, it was clean. I trusted her with my life. So yeah, somebody back in Washington tried to screw me over. Somebody wanted me to get burned." Sands seethed.
A nurse walked in with a syringe and a few other things. "Mr. Sands. I need to take some blood so we can determine what drugs were pumped into your system."
"You try, and I'll kill you. I can promise you I'll let the boys back home take all the blood samples they want." Sands threatened, aiming his gun at her. The nurse turned and left the room scared.
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5 Hours Later
Sands was becoming restless waiting for the helicopter. Selina had been trying to get out of leaving with him and when that had failed, she turned to questioning who he really worked for, still not believing he worked for the CIA. Just as Sands was about to tell her to shut up, two nurses walked in.
"Your helicopter is here Mr. Sands." One of the nurses said as the other retrieved a gurney. Together the two nurses transferred Sands to the gurney, with much complaint from the man they were moving. Once on the gurney Sands grabbed Selina's hand as they began to push him. Sands had an iron tight grasp on her wrist forcing her to move with them. Within a few minutes they reached the helicopter. A man escorted Selina to the front seat of the helicopter, helping her to buckle in as others lifted the gurney into the back of the Helicopter. As soon as the two nurses were clear, the Helicopter took off and headed for the CIA's private hospital in Langley, Virgina.
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Post by Lauren on Aug 7, 2007 6:03:17 GMT
"This is ridiculous!" Selina shouted to Sands in the back of the helicopter. "I still dont see why I should have to go! You have no idea how angry I am right now," Selina turned over her hands and inspected the red finger marks from where Sands had grabbed her. "How long til we get there anyway? I'm not a great lover of heights,"
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Post by captsparrowslady on Aug 7, 2007 11:23:17 GMT
"Five to Six hours Miss." The pilot informed her, "We need you to come with so that our supervisor can speak with you." He told her.
(for the sake of speeding things along lol....)
6 Hours Later
Finally the helicopter touched down at the CIA operated hospital, across from the CIA headquarters. A team of medics were on hand to bring Sands into the hospital to set to work on repairing the damage to his eyes the best they could. A man in a business suit was also present. He immediately walked over to Selina as she stepped out of the helicopter.
"Ms. Crane, Welcome to the United States. I'm Officer Anderson. If you'd please come with me, I have a few questions I'd like to ask you." He said above the sound of the rotor blades coming to a stop, and guided her into, what can only be described as, a golf cart. Officer Anderson drove the cart to the main CIA building, parking it near the doors. Officer Anderson led Selina into a room.
Inside there was a metal table in the center of the room, with a chair on either side. On one end of the table was a plate of donuts and two bottles of water. On the other end was a digital voice recorder and a legal pad of paper and a pen to write with. The room was well lit, but still had a cold uninviting feeling to it. One wall had what was clearly a two-way mirror.
"Please sit." Officer Anderson smiled, "I figured you might be hungry or thirsty, so just help yourself to the donuts and water. I'm sorry we don't have a better room than this, but I promise, you're not under interrogation. You did nothing wrong. I just want to make that clear, but I do have a few questions I'd like to ask you, if that's alright." He said trying to be as cheerful as he could, in hopes to put Selina at ease. He moved the recorder between them, clicking it on, and picked up the legal pad and pen, ready to record their conversation and take notes.
"I'm just going to ask some rapid fire questions to you. They'll all have simple easy answers. Alright. First, please state your name, where you're from, and tell me a bit about why you were in Mexico and what you were doing today, November 2nd, before you found Officer Sands."
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Post by Lauren on Aug 7, 2007 15:43:28 GMT
The interrogatoin room made Selina feel a little uncomfortable. Actually, the whole CIA thing made her feel uncomfortable. She tried to put it to the back of her mind and answer the man's questions. "My name is Selina Crane - no middle name. I was born in a small villiage on the outskirts of London but now I live in an apartment in the city. I've been in Mexico for three days so far, I was having a rough time at home, my father recently died and my boyfriend of three years left me so I decided to take a few months off work and get away," Selina paused and took a sip from one of the waters. "This morning I decided to do some flea market shopping so I headed to the centre of the city, I didnt know there was a revolution going on so when explosions started to go off I took cover in a small cafe. I waited til it had stopped and thought it would be best if I just went back to my hotel. That's when your 'Officer' shoved a gun in my face." Selina watched the man writing down what she had told him as she picked at a donut. "Anymore questions or can I go now?"
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