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Date Posted: 08:41:46 10/03/06 Tue
Author: Big Bang Theory
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Head Quarters going on 's message, " Every day is a winding road " on 08:22:37 10/03/06 Tue

(He'd been pacing his office for hours after the quick run he'd taken that morning. Something didn't feel right and it was putting a tension through him strong enough to bring on the migraine headaches he'd suffered with as a child. He growled under his breath, going to his desk and pulling a drawer all the way out, dumping it on the top of the desk and rummaging through the pile until he came up with a blue bottle. He unceremoniously unscrewed the lid and popped back three of the pills even though he was only supposed to take one.. his head was aching so bad his eyes were clouding up and there were spots in his peripheral.. he could have a seizure if he didn't take mind now. Then it happened. The hair on the back of his neck stood straight up and he shuddered, feeling an ill wind pass through the halls of his building.. and when he looked up to the security monitors behind his desk and saw the man in a black suit with a rather bulky shape to him, he realized with a sickening thought that hell was about to break loose. Without thinking, he had grabbed his glock and taken off running down the hall, straight into the path of a suicide bomber.)

(Coming off the rather surprising discovery from her school guidance counselor that she go into the field of computer software programming, she had shown up at headquarters in a rather bubbly mood. Right off, she had kissed both Skeeter and Braden on the cheeks, then taken up residence on Braden's desk. Skeeter had announced his boredom and that he was going to go shoot some hoops, should anyone - he had stressed that towards her - want to come with him.. so she had agreed and said she would meet him there once she was done talking with Braden. She'd filled him in on her day at school, talked his ear off a bit, and then her stomach had growled. Coincidentally, Kyrian had stopped by to say he was going to go get something for Haylie to eat, trying to see if anyone else wanted something.. but Braden said he would go with him. Excited, she had asked him to get her one of those yummy chicken ceaser wraps they made in the cafe, then skipped off to find Skeeter. She had stalked out across the polished wood floor, talking smack to Skeeter and laughing as they started to play basketball.. unbeknownst that they were below the bomber..)

(He picked out a few different things for Haylie in the cafe, unsure as to what would make her throw up today. After they had paid for everything and were heading back through the tunnel that led from the side building back to the main one, he sighed, enjoying the way the air rushed through the space.) I bed it's the pasta salad that makes her ralph this time. (He quipped, though his tone was thoughtful enough to suggest he was actually considering what would do the trick. There was a sudden silence and then a wave of air followed by the most enormous explosion he'd ever heard.. and he'd heard some good ones before. For a moment he was frozen, then he'd let out a cry and dropped the package in his hand, already sprinting towards the end of the tunnel, where smoke was already issuing.)

(He'd seen that there was no chance of catching the guy, that was the point of a suicide bomber, they didnt care about dying. His peripheral had taken in the people in the room, and typical to his nature he had started getting eye contact and gesturing to people to get out, then finally he'd shouted when it was inevitable and dove at one of the interns, shielding her with his body as the explosion occured, blocking out his sight, hearing and smell with the enormous wave of power. Vaguely, he felt something pinning his leg, but for now he was content to know that the woman under him was breathing.. and that he;d gotten most of his people out. And then.. the panic set it.. Skeeter.. Haylie.. Kyrian.. Reese.. Braden.. Courtney.. His beautiful Shay.. he started to think of them all, at the same time, shoving away the enormous and almost debilitating pain in his body in order to get up. Hell.. his leg was probably broken.. okay so bones didnt stick out when there wasnt a break. He'd taken one look at the scared intern and pulled her up, giving her a shove towards the door before gritting his teeth and snapping his leg back into place.. taking off his belt and wrapping it around his upper calf for support so that he could go after the others.)

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