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They watched on the Vid/Net about an explosion that had occurred last nite and that the police and fire department were investigating; no bodies had been found.

Since all of Will's hunters seemed to be in no danger or harm; Bridget had
decided to play the mad scientist and went up to the attic which she had reinforced. There she stayed for five days stopping for only restroom breaks and an occasional bite to eat. Sanchez had seen her go thru with these bursts of manic energy and learned it was better to just go with the
flow than oppose it. On the sixth day she came out of the attic and went into her room and slept a full sixteen hours before getting up and took a shower and new clothes to wear.

"Anything earth shattering happen while I was in my own little world?" asked Bridget. "Not really." replied Sanchez. I propose that we go out tonite and try out some of the gadgets i've cooked up...you up for it?"
Sanchez looked at Bridget and said. "I'm always up for it when it comes to killing Vamps and thier kin." and he smiled.

Bridget chose the Japanese 7.2mm type 64 for her assault weapon, her
two Glocks 17 9mm in thier shoulder holsters, her Sidhe leaf blade and
gadgets. Sanchez took a Swedish 5.56mm 890C FFV and a 12 Gauge SPAS 15 shot gun plus a few of Bridget's gadgets....

They chose thier target in that it was populated with humans and non-humans alike (mostly vampires). It was also in the poorer side of the city
so the chance of the police responding quickly made it ideal. The two got into the car and left the Brownstone and headed for thier target.


((exit to the city))

Sanchez pulled into the driveway shutting the cold iron gates and after putting the car into the garage and closing it...went inside
the scans showed negative for any activitivy around the 'Brownstone." They were safe for the time being. And after a slight sleep of 4 hours Bridget was back upstairs in her lab play Dr. Frankenstien

Sanchez figured to catch up to running diagnostics on the security systems and clean the weapons before had fell asleep. Sanchez was woken by Bridget and dragged out of bed but took him downstairs and said. "Wait to you see this...out regular UV grenades malfunction if we throw them distance.... well meet the Mark V12." "It has a harder outer
shell with foam i gotten hold of to prevent the insides from the throw..jumbling things around." "Now watch this....ten second fuse." As
she tossed it...ten seconds it went off. "This will give us a slight advantage
against them."

Bridget returned to the Brownstone after shopping and had even bought Sanchez a couple of new shirts and ties. She then went down to basement and pulled out her equipment for a little B&E and brought the
equipment upstairs into the living room. "Didn't think I would be using these so soon after the flood and our excursions."

Sanchez told her that there was a large envelope on the dinning room table. Bridget went over to the table and carefully opened it. Inside there
were schematics and plans of the building and the the target. She would have to figure out how to knock out the electrical grid for that city block.
Bridget wouldn't have to much trouble with getting the plans for the power
grid to the area she needed.

It took her two days to get the plans and figure out which points had to be taken out.... That would be Sanchez's job to place the charges and set them off; which Bridget figured would take two days to do it right so they wouldn't get spotted.

Sanchez did his job and Bridget had everything to memory they were ready and it was time to hit the city.

((city))

It was mid-morning when Bridget woke up to the smell of pancakes and maple syrup. Sanchez was one hell of a cook thought Bridget and a good
man in a fire-fight. She took a shower and put on fatigues and went down
stairs to the kitchen.. There sitting on the middle of the center table was a stack of pancakes... her mouth watered.

Sanchez stopped heras she reached for pancakes and looked at her...
"We're getting sloppy and soft on our jobs..we need to be razor sharp if we are going to survive." " I've set up a training regimin for us and got the equipment; it should even hold up to you." "This is the last day to lounge around because tomorrow we start back into training."

Bridget knew deep down Sanchez was right and they also needed someone here full time to monitor security...she would send out feelers
for someone. But right now she was savoring every bite of the pancakes
because tomorrow it would be a differnent life.

they arrived as the morning sun peeked over the city skyline. The old brownstone seemed like an old friend and was waiting for the return of its' companions to bring life back to it's self.

Sanchez parked the car as always in the garage and went inside by the side entrance. Bridget entered the front door as normal. The security man
named 'Pinky' bio-scanned them first before letting them in; these bio-metric scanners made life harder for a thief bu not imposible.

They put away the hardware after cleaing the weapons and then the body armor. When they finished they both went to the kitchen for a bite to eat
then adjourned to the living room to relax. Niether spoke a word to each other...there would be time enough when the two had a debriefing between them

Day 1 of the Cease fire: Bridget and Sanchez did some training to get thier skills in H-H and weapons honed razor sharp. The rest of the time the did thier own thing.... Sanchez working on weapons and cars; Bridget
playing mad scientist and fighting katas with the 'Sidhe' leaf blade...

Bridget was hoping to get a job from other interested parties to pass the
time faster...only time would tell

5th day of the cease fire when Bridget got up out of bed and went into the living room down stairs; drawn by the smell of eggs and pancakes.
Bridget plopped down on a chair and waited for Sanchez to finish off cooking; so they could get to the eating. Neither spoke to one another except for asking for more pancakes, syrup, orange juice, etc.

It was and hour later after they cleaned up the mess in the kitchen that then went into what they had come to call it the 'War Room'. The was a big map of New York City with marks and distances at cetain locations of the map. Other info was laid about on a very large table and a 'pin' board.
They went thru the night's latest 'Fubar' and what if anything they could use out on the streets. Bridget would take the high road and research all
relevant info on deamons, while Sanchez would go where it would best best both to go. They would be back at the Brownstone by 6pm latest.

They had a plan but both carried thier sidearms in their shoulder holsters.
No need to be lambs to the slaughter if things went south.

((NY City in the daylight))