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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 13:02:49 GMT -5
"I agree." Finch looked appreciatively at his fiancee. "You were with Mayfair for a awhile, do you think she'd...?"
"Looks like it." Jane answered grimly, standing up. "I guess he was lying after all."
Reade tensed, but hesitated, not wanting to startle the man into shooting. He stayed quiet, waiting.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 13:09:16 GMT -5
The man continued to look around, frowning in confusion, then started to head towards their position. Zapata hissed a curse word under her breath as she realized they were fairly pinned down.
"We need to get back before someone lets him out." said Reese. "Let's get packed up."
"I dunno." said Grace. "Maybe. She's sensible, but she's an FBI agent. She'll want to be careful, and I don't know how much Henry can prove."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 13:12:48 GMT -5
Finch nodded thoughtfully. "I'll do my best to dissuade her." He promised. How do you feel now that you're up?"
"I'll get Reade and Zapata." Young volunteered, following the FBI agent's trail. Unfortunately, he was also heading straight for the stranger.
Reade hissed out a frustrated breath between his teeth, staying quiet. "I'm going to confront him." He decided.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 13:16:01 GMT -5
Zapata nodded. "Careful." Just then, Young came around the corner, snapping twigs. The man turned around and drew his gun, flipping off the safety and aiming it in his direction. Zapata, seeing Young turn the corner, shouted "Look out!" and fired three shots into the man's chest. He dropped instantly.
"I'm okay." said Grace. "I think it wasn't anything permanent."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 13:21:44 GMT -5
Finch nodded, squeezing her arm gently. "Good." He said simply, after a moment.
Young gave a startled shout and threw himself to the side, landing in a bush.
Reade ran forward, kicking the stranger's gun away from him.
Jane stiffened, hearing the shots. She turned and sprinted towards the sound.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 13:24:10 GMT -5
Reese followed, kneeling down and examining the unconscious stranger. "What happened?" he asked, noting the three bullets now embedded in the man's vest. He'd been here expecting trouble, apparently.
"Are you okay?" asked Grace after a moment. "I mean...circumstances aside, you seem worried."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 13:29:20 GMT -5
Finch glanced at her. She knew him so well. "We've been gone for a while now." He said hesitantly. "I can't help but wonder how many people we haven't saved, whose deaths were avoidable. I know I can't help them, but..." He trailed off.
"He pulled his gun on me." Young got up, brushing himself off and seeing the vest. "He came prepared, though."
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 13:33:16 GMT -5
Grace frowned, thinking. "Maybe your Machine found a way." she said at last. "To keep saving people, I mean."
"Let's get him back...and warn the rest about 'Henry'." said Reese. He hauled the man halfway to his feet, throwing one of his arms around his shoulders. "Someone help me carry him. If we're lucky, at least one of them will spill whatever's really going on here."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 13:36:19 GMT -5
Jane came to the other side, taking the rest of the weight.
"If we're lucky." Young echoed.
Finch considered her suggestion. "It's possible." He said finally. "There's no way to really know, I suppose."
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 13:39:20 GMT -5
Mini timeskip)
They arrived back at the hatch. Kurt immediately stepped over to Jack. "Is Henry Gale still in there?" he asked, pointing to the steel door
Reese lay the man down on one of the raised metal beds, handcuffing him to it. He started to stir, mumbling confusedly. "He'll be awake soon. Don't want to take any chances, and it's too risky to have him and Henry together."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 13:43:27 GMT -5
Jack nodded, cleaning off his hands. "What did you find?" He asked.
Reade looked down at the second prisoner, waiting for him to wake up. "Is Mayfair still down here?" He asked.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 13:49:39 GMT -5
"Henry Gale was lying." said Reese. "That's not his real name, and he buried the real Henry Gale."
"And he's got buddies." added Zapata, gesturing to the man, who was now lying suspiciously still with his eyes closed.
"Nope." said Patterson. "You just missed her." She scowled at the second prisoner. "Did you have to get another one? This isn't the county jail, we're not equipped for this kinda thing."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 13:52:54 GMT -5
Reade grinned at Patterson. "Maybe if you ask nicely, they'll all go home." He suggested.
Jack stiffened, then glanced at the now-awake prisoner. "So what do we do now?"
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 13:58:44 GMT -5
Patterson rolled her eyes. "The least he could do is stop pretending to be asleep."
Reese shrugged. "Let's see what 'Henry' has to say about his cover being blown. Patterson, Reade, can you keep an eye on the new one?"
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 14:02:06 GMT -5
"Will do." Reade replied, glancing back at the new stranger. "Hey, you wanna tell me your name?"
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 14:03:57 GMT -5
I can't. I'm sleeping. Isn't this how people look when they're sleeping? The man remained nervously quiet, eyes closed, lying flat on his back.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 14:07:06 GMT -5
"Come on, man. You can drop the act." Reade continued when the other didn't move. "I know a fake sleeper when I see one."
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 14:12:11 GMT -5
In one movement, the man sat up and attempted to reach for his dagger, only to get yanked back down by the cuffs and discover he no longer had his dagger. Sitting back down on the bed, he sighed defeatedly and scowled at his captors. "I am an Angel of the -" He stopped short, remembering what Dean and Sam had advised. "My name is Cas." he said at last.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 14:14:25 GMT -5
Reade stared at him, puzzled. "An Angel of- never mind. What are you doing here, Cas?"
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 14:15:35 GMT -5
"What are you doing here?" countered Cas dryly.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 14:18:39 GMT -5
"We crashed." Reade answered readily. "You're part of a group that seems to want us dead. Mind explaining why?"
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 14:24:50 GMT -5
"I am alone." said Cas simply. His demeanor was strange, his expression changed very little as he spoke. He also seemed to be strangely unconcerned with the couple of broken ribs he sustained from the gunshots.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 14:27:30 GMT -5
Reade eyed him, becoming more wary as he noticed these facts. "How are you feeling?" He asked abruptly.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 16:16:00 GMT -5
"Well, you did just shoot me in the back and kidnap me, and now you're holding me prisoner. I am annoyed." said Cas simply, pulling slightly on his cuff for emphasis.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 16:24:46 GMT -5
"I was more talking about the fact that you have a couple broken ribs and don't seem to care." Reade corrected calmly. "How did you get on the island?"
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 16:42:27 GMT -5
"My boat crashed." said Cas. "How did you get here?"
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 17:04:19 GMT -5
"Where is your boat?" Reade pressed on, ignoring Cas's question. He was almost certain this man was lying.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 17:05:28 GMT -5
"It was a small vessel...not fit for open seas." invented Cas. "It rotted away several months ago."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 17:09:46 GMT -5
"But it made it all the way to this island." Reade continued for him. "Why were traveling all by yourself in the middle of the ocean, in a small vessel not fit for open sees?"
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 17:23:51 GMT -5
Cas stared blankly at him for a moment, then an idea occurred to him. He closed his eyes and heaved what he hoped was a convincingly pained sigh. "If you must know...it was a lifeboat."
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