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Main | Fanfic | Whole New World Index | New Stories A Whole New WorldFEEDBACK - Oh Yes Please -You can email us docwho2000@hotmail.com authors: docwho2100 and ellie no name (docwho2000@hotmail.com) Authors' notes Character thoughts appear between ~ ~ symbols Consensual relationship depicted between adult women in this
story. If you have a problem with that or are under 18 please do not read. Chapter 39b - Can't Run, Can't Hide (Ray J) The Clock Tower, 5:30pm ------------ "I am da bomb." The voice rang out over the link, the crowing boast filling the clock tower. Two pairs of eyebrows, one auburn, the other dark shot up at the exclamation. Coming over to the monitors, Helena and Dana just glanced at each other unsure what to make of the proclamation. "You all owe me. Team Xanthsis comes though." Helena looked at the screen, then at the FBI agent then back at the screen before doubling over, her laughter echoing around the cavernous room. "Stop laughing Helena. There is nothing funny." Dinah's image showed her disapproval as she listened and watched the meta's reaction. "Xanthsis? That sounds like a men's potency prescription." "Hel! Stop that! That is what we chose and if you dare to make fun of our code name I will…" She broke off making a face. "I'll do something." Helena shook her head and continued to laugh. "Yes, what will team." She paused and exaggerated her words. "Xantouris do to me?" "Xanthsis. And we are fearsome and forcesome and all those F words." "Oh my god." Helena was consumed by another laughing fit and even Dana had to smirk. A hand tapped Dinah's shoulder although no face could be seen and a paper was passed to her. "Whatever. Listen oh miss laugh at my attempt to be a crimefighter." Dinah paused and straightened to stand event taller. "We found what you and Barbara asked us to." Helena nodded and managed to control her chuckles. "Yeah?" "Yes." Dinah shook her head emphatically to punctuate her words. "We are heading out for deep mission training next week, but we managed to have a little time and Kelter and I flew to this location in Belize." Helena's laughter subsided even as Dana's smirk transformed to one of confusion. "Flew?" "Oh yeah, Kelter's got wings and well we decided to do some training for the mission and well see we calculated that the tradewinds would…" "Dinah…" "Oh yeah, well, we managed to get to that mission and we found your second perp." "Perp?" Dana's voice cut across the transmission. "Yeah isn’t that what you say in the FBI." "Um, sure." Dana said, glancing at Helena before focusing back on the screen. "Well we interviewed this guy and he confirmed the stuff Barbara sent. It turns out there was this possible meta. He was a low level. More physical mutation. Had a tail and a weird tongue, but that was it. But he took medical lessons in Belize with the local doctors. Was real good too. Then he vanished. Something about family problems. But that picture you sent, of the blonde. Well the locals confirmed that was the same picture this guy had." Dinah was practically glowing from pride as she paused. "So we have a medical connection." Dana muttered. "And a New Gotham connection." Dinah interjected. At this both Helena and Dana refocused. "Apparently, he headed out that way because of the family problem. Something about an asylum." "Jem." Helena growled the name, her face showing her anger. Dinah nodded, her face sporting her concern. "Yeah. Barbara's info was on and we got the confirmation. I'm transferring the files. There is an address about an hour outside the main city. That's where he was headed." Helena was already moving to grab her duster. "That's where we are heading. Good work kid." Dinah nodded. "Things ok?" Helena paused and looked at Dinah. "We miss you. She misses you a lot." There was silence a moment. "Yeah. I know. But..." "This is going to be the best thing for me." Helena and Dinah finished together and then laughed. "Barbara would have never recommended you…" Dinah nodded and cut Helena off. "I know. I miss you guys too. We have to do this deep mission in a week or so, but when that's finished at the end of the month, I get to come home for a bit." "Damn I better clean out my stuff from your room." Helena winked then. Dinah paused and looked at Helena, but then remembering that Dana was present she hesitated from asking the questions tripping through her mind. "You better." She said making a mental note to call Helena later, she knew something was up and planned to figure out what. Barbara had dropped a couple of hints earlier and now the blonde, meta's curiosity was growing. "I tried getting a hold of Barbara, but the comms seem to be down." Dinah added. "Yeah, I think somethings up. My comms started buzzing at me too. She went to that charity thing-a-mi-jig. I've recorded this." Helena looked at the console. "I think. I'll make sure she checks in later." The teen nodded and then looked off camera listening to something. "OK, I gotta jet for a few training sims. Let me know if that address checks out." She paused and then looked at Dana. "Nice to talk to and meet you Dana. Maybe later I can ask you some questions about being an FBI agent?" Dana nodded and smiled warmly at the comment. "Of course. It was nice to meet you too Dinah." After another round of teases, Dinah and Helena said goodbye. Helena turned to Dana. "Ok, let's go." The silence was deafening. That was a very trite and stupid saying and yet the ringing in his ears was about to drive him mad. Of course he always heard a ringing. Maybe it was a side effect of his years around technology. Of course the silence that accompanied his current employer seemed different. He knew that was silly, yet, he dreaded these meetings and was glad he had found other consultant work, other things to play with. He was not sorry to see this contract come to an end. "Ok I took out all the signals coming or going to the satellites. Should put 90% of all electronic communication devices out in the radius you asked. Although, the one system you were particularly interested in," he paused as his eyes misted with an unnatural gleam. His thoughts turning to the little computer hacker he had encountered during the morgue fiasco. "I am betting you do not have a big window with this guy, he'll prolly easily jump the lines and find service soon. Everyone else should be out for only about an hour before they clear my little worm, him, he'd prolly be up in half that time." She said nothing, merely staring out the window. "Anything else?" He asked, his nervousness dripping like beads of sweat into his voice. Still She said nothing, but the door to the conference room swung open. Taking the dismissal the hacker left. It was a full 15 minutes after the hacker left before She spoke. "No, you are wrong, she will not be able to find a way out of this little problem today. Normally, yes, our little ploy to cut her off would be no worse than as if a gnat bothered a wildebeest. Much as when the pandering board members bring their problems to me. So easy to sweep them away with a stroke of my tail." Silence descending on the room again, nothing moved. Then as if no time had passed… "So she might be able to ignore us, if she wasn't so intent on trying to follow her daddy's wishes and play the good little compassionate daughter. Something she desperately must do so as not to raise too much suspicion that she's really harboring a darker mentality. One that would have her the focus of many a good shrink and concern of those around her." A small quirk in her lips broke her stillness. "A trait we share. No, she's occupied right now playing nice with a room full of simpering fools, socialites and snobs who are far beneath her for a few hours. A role I know she must loathe as much as I do. But then we all make sacrifices in our quest to reach our goals." She placed a hand on the window then, her face pressed close; watching New Gotham below her. "Oh my dear. I will reach the darkness you are locked in my little one, please hold on to life a little more. I am coming, I am coming." contact: docwho2000@hotmail.com page last modified - October 31, 2006 graphics from www.eosdev.com |