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Will swore fluently in half a dozen languages, more than a few of them being demonic tongues famed for their inventive curses. "Damnit Jaffar, why didn't you tell me that in the first place?!"

Picking up his cellphone, he called Gail and Cookie. "Gail! You two on the way? Good. Speed it up, I need you to get there fast. Jaffar just called, he has internal injuries. The dopctors there say if they don't operate he'll die. I need you there for him and I need you there NOW. Understood? Good. Call me when you have something to report. Out."

Picking up the other phone, he spoke to Jaffar. "Jaffar? Gail's on her way with Cookie. Hang on kid, you'll be fine. Now I need you to hand me over to whoever is in charge over there."

As soon as the phone changed hands, Will spoke again. "This is William Jackson. I give my official permission for your doctors to begin operating on Jaffar, regardless of consent. Our doctor will be there shortly. When she arrives I expect you to give her your full support. Understood? Excellent. Now please hand me back to Jaffar."

"Jaffar, listen to me kid. Gail's going to be there soon, but in the meantime they need to start operating now. I want you to cooperate, alright? You'll be ok kid, you'll be ok."

She was running as fast as she could back to her room, the click of her heels echoing in the hall way. When she arived at her room, she kicked the door shut and practically ripped her clothes off as fast as she dared, not wanting to ruin the outfit. She pulled of her shoes with the same amount of decorum before running around her rather messy room in an attempt to find her usual outfit, not in the least ashamed that she was only in her undergarments.

She eventually found her clothes and pulled them on, nearly ripping out the seams in her rush. She then had to go looking for her shoes and belt, which took a few more precious minutes. When she finally found them, she pulled on her shoes without even sitting down, though she had to hop on one foot so she didn't fall over, and quickly threaded her belt through the belt loops on her pants. In another mad rush through her mess, she found her gun, the bullets now normal rounds. She clipped the holster onto her belt and ran out of the room, barely remembering to close th door.

Workout room, workout room, workout room, workout room... She kept thinking to herself, trying to remember where it was. Finally figuring out more or less where it was, and finding that she was going in the completely wrong direction, she spirinted back the way she had come, eventually finding her way to the workout room.

Despite all of her rushing, she looked the same as she usually did with her usual quite composure and not a hair out of place.

She put her hands over her ears, uncovering them when she was sure that the tirade had stopped. "Loud." she said, peering out of the room in the direction that the shouting had come from. It had sounded like William shouting....she was unaware of what some of his words meant, and made a mental note to ask him about it late. Apparently, they were very angry words.

Bridget waited for William to finish his talk on the phone.... Her face was still a Masque except for her eyes(one thin tear rolled down her face). "You seem to have an emergency to take care and others need you..." "The past is the past now we can only move foreword and hope we be better people...the ghosts of our past we live with because we both care and that makes us human."
"For the now I will work freelance and maybe sometime in the future we will work
together...if you need me Tokeru knows where my 'digs' are." Bridget got up out of the chair and headed to the door.... "Be aware William that as a freelancer with
certain ties to the government our paths may cross with opposite goals(once they
have you they NEVER truly let you walk away) and I would hate to see us as enemies."
"I'll tell you this William, I too have my own personal reason to hunt vampires down.... for them i show no mercy nor make any distinction between them." " Still if you give me a list of names of these non-lethal vampires and I'll avoid them if it is possible. And I'll treat this place as nuetral territory for all creatures unless you give the order to otherwise.
As Bridget left the room she said "I forgive you." "And yes I'll come along since I'm dressed for it."

Bridget sent a subsonic signal to Sanchez to abort and get out of there. They would meet back at the Brownstone later.

Bridget followed William and Lydia to the black SUV and climbed into the back. It had occured to her that She had never heard of this Kerrigan person let alone meet Lydia as the vehicle sped into the nite.


Meanwhile Sanchez was finishing the abort order and getting out of the sewers to head home.

(( Cut to City))

Krii'Ouse walked from the security clearance to the kitchen.He didn't know whatto do right now, he was a bit bored.He went to his room, and opened the door. He was tired, and his throat burned. Coughing, he went in, closing the door. 'Damn, i left my helmetatthe Hell camp...'

He took his gear off, and called Hunter from his phone. 'Hunter? Did anyone bring in myVette and helmet?' he asked the old Hunter.

'Yah, some chap just brought them in, he's coming down to give them to ye.'

'Thanks, chum.' He hung up the phone. Coughing he opened the door, the guy handed his keys and his helmet to him. He closed the door, after thanking him. He put his helmet up, and sat on his bed. He laid down. 'Man I'm tired. Weird...' He coughed, and sipped his IBC.

Krii'Ouse heard Ski scream, but couldn't do anything. He was too weak. He was so tired and his throat hurt quite a bit. He again sipped his IBC, and slowlyt began to drift into sleep. Passing out, his bottle dropped from his hand, and broke on the floor, echoing through the hallway under the door.