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Terry was dazed, confused, and glad to be unharmed. But at the same time, he was tremendously pissed that Scotty got away AGAIN. God I need a stiff drink right now. Nothing else would make me feel better. he thought to himself, realizing that his flask had been empty since the cafe.

He saw Jacqueline running to him, and this thought left his mind, instantly refilled with the task at hand. "Aye, I'm fine," he sighed. "I'm a little worried though. That guy took off with Scotty, and this is the second time that he's gotten away from me. The suits are gonna wring my neck for this, I just know it." he rambled, getting somewhat depressed at the thought of his failures. Why do these things always go wrong? I never had this problem working for the family, so why do they show up at the worst possible moments?

It was then Katie had truly realized that the smell of blood was coming from him, and it wasn't just a few drops. "Wait.. they will be able to track us with the trail of blood.. she said looking back at the trail. She tore off about an inch off her skirt, and pushed the guy down swiftly and somewhat forcibly, though quite gently, so as not to make the wound worse, and started tending to his wound, hissing slightly as she said, "For your information my name is Katie--NOT Babe!" Using the cloth she put pressure on the wound, over the pants. "The pressure should help stop the bleeding.. Though once we are at a safer distance it should be cleaned out." She then used the snow around them to clean off the blood so that he wouldn't be tracked by the blood.

((I'm so sorry for being away so long, I've just been contemplating what direction I'm going to take Graham. Don't worry, it's OK blue-alien, I understand. biggrin ))

Graham woke up, feeling like his skull was on fire. "What the f*** happened? Did I get hit with a f****** sledgehammer?" he said aloud. Then, with a rush of blood to his head, he remembered where he was and immediately jumped to his feet, gun in hand. "Damn! Than guy must've stunned me. I wonder where he went." Graham reached into his pocket to grab his cell, and as he did, he noticed that there were six stun darts sticking out of his left shoulder. He grabbed his phone and sent a text message to Terry. The Kid you sent me after is more of a threat then we thought. Suggest that we kill him. Another unknown person stunned me while I was asking him some questions. Woke up just now. Give me a SitRep.

"We'll both go," he announced, after for a bit as to what the best possible plan would be. Then his phone went off, and that plan was gone. "Actually, hold on a second," he said, reaching into the pocket of his slacks and pulling out his phone. He read through Graham's text, and reread it, surprised that he had also lost due too an unknown person intervening.

We lost Scotty, again due to unknown. Trail of blood that can be followed was left behind. Where are you at? Satisfied with his text, he sent it, pocketed his phone, and looked at Jacqueline. "Let's hold back for a bit. After I get a response from Graham we might have a third person for us to work with," he said, somewhat hesitantly. What ever happened to Bad-eye I wonder. It's been a while since we last saw him, he thought to himself, just now realizing the prolonged absence of their snipper team mate.

Katie glared amusingly very catlike, as she scoffed, "Are you that suicidal..? Trust me, what they have in store for me and those like me is far worse than death.." She was thinking about what Scotty had showed her when he managed to hack into the government to see what their plans were. Unfortunately, it also seemed to have attracted unwanted attention from the military. "We better keep moving.. Do you know the layout of this city..?" She asked, though she had somewhat of a general idea.. Neither her nor Scotty knew the area well enough to find a perfect hiding place. She turned to Scotty to see if he was thinking the same thing as her.

Graham got Terry's text message and sighed. It seemed like the whole world was out to get them. He called Terry, letting him know that he was in room 73 at the nearby hotel, and hung up, not waiting for a reply. He yanked the six stun darts out of him and examined them. On the size there was a strange symbol. Two K's, both overlapping each other. He sent a picture message back to his superiors, then walked over to the couch and sat down, waiting for Terry.

As quickly as Jacqueline had nodded a "yes, sir" they had stormed into Graham's room, she stood tall to Graham as she gave a greeting, and they stormed out of the room. Terry was right, there was no time to waste, and they had to catch Scotty. If they lost this trail now, they may never find him again.

And now, she was going to lead them. Jacqueline felt a bit honored but was certainly going to maintain her calm exposure at this moment. They reached the exit of the hotel, and Jacqueline sped over to the side where the window the half-breed had jumped out of was with the spatter of blood below. The best part was, where there wasn't blood, there were footprints- all three sets of them.