When Plans Don't Go To Plan - Part Six (A)

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I'm having to post in two parts due to length.

llya's carefully made plans don't quite go right!

Link to Part Five: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/216426.html

First Section of Part Six Below The Cut.

Chapter 6: A Thrush Sings

Rebecca kept herself calm and concentrated on making a smooth landing. Safely on the ground she moved the sleek aircraft down the runway and eased it slowly along the taxiway until she brought it to a full stop, not that far from the hangar and letting the jet engines power down.

With Marks help, she went through the checklist shutting the rest of the onboard systems.

“Well I didn’t think we’d be back here so soon.” The British agent sighed.

She took off her harness and went through to the cabin; finding  Illya and Napoleon there, still unconscious. Becca tenderly brushed some of her Russian's hair back from his eyes with her hand, feeling fear in the pit of her stomach, wondering if he would recover.

“Lizzie, Penny,” April called to them, “Will you be okay here with Napoleon and Illya if me, Rebecca and Mark go to find that tech and see if we can get some help as well as some answers?”

“Sure we can keep an eye on them. Hopefully they’ll come around and we can let them know what happened," Penny replied."

“Thanks."

The three agents stepped down from the jet, heading directly to the hangar. Mark made a subtle move, reaching beneath his jacket and withdrawing his Special, as his partner and Rebecca eyed him quizzically.

“Were you expecting trouble?”

Mark grinned. “Sorry, force of habit.”

April and Rebecca looked at each other, and following Marks lead; they drew their weapons as well. Better to err on the side of caution.

With guns at the ready, they entered the hangar through a small service door within the main door, spotting two UNCLE aircraft within, one a helicopter and the other a smaller, older jet. The tech, Cormac Quinn was nowhere to be seen.

“I say we split up and check things out, but stay in sight of each other,” Mark whispered. He headed to the helicopter, while April went to the jet.

Rebecca was moving toward the office in the far corner of the hangar, when a shot rang out, sending the three agents flying for cover.

A second shot was fired and by that point they knew it had come from the office.

“If any of you move any nearer I won’t miss, the first two were warning shots. I didn’t think I’d see any of you alive again.  I’d like to know what went wrong, but unfortunately, I have to be going.”  

The door to the office opened and two figures stepped out. A tall dark haired man with a distinctive scar across his left cheek held a very frightened looking Cormac as a shield in front of him.

He opened the door next to the office and just before stepping through, he pushed Cormac away and quickly disappeared; only to be stopped dead in his tracks and he fell back through to the hangar floor, unconscious.

Napoleon appeared at the door, seemingly none the worse for wear and stepped lightly over the unconscious man. Followed closely by his Russian partner; Napoleon held a pipe in his hand that he used to stop ‘Scarface’ from making his hasty exit.

“I told you not to hit him that hard, you only needed to stun him and not knock him out,” Illya complained.

Napoleon rolled his eyes. “At least I picked the right door. I told you he’d use the back one.”

April, Mark and Rebecca dusted themselves off after getting  up from the floor, with relief  showing on their faces, happy at being rescued as well as the fact that Napoleon and Illya seemed to be none the worse for their drugged sleep. The three of them walked over to take a better look at the unconscious man.

“Does anyone recognise him?” April asked.

“I am not sure, but he looks a bit like Richard Gamble, though he did not have a scar the last time I saw him.” Illya looked to Napoleon. “What do you think?”

Napoleon squatted down for a closer inspection.

“I think you could be right there, partner mine. But what would he be doing all the way out here?”

“Hmm, yes, I thought THRUSH would have ‘disposed’ of him after the last time he encountered us.”

They came across Richard Gamble a few years ago in California and there he was a fairly minor THRUSH operative with grand ideas. He developed a new powerful laser weapon in the hopes that he would gain recognition from THRUSH Central.

The new weapon had indeed caught the attention of the powerful members of the organisation and he was promised a promotion if the laser would perform as promised in its ability to destroy cities. It was UNCLEs job to see that it didn’t.

Napoleon and Illya located the weapon, after chasing him across most of the West Coast, and destroyed it, but during the process he escaped. The last they heard, THRUSH Central was on the lookout for Gamble in order to demonstrate to him their displeasure for being made fools of.

“Enough talk. I think we need to secure him before he comes round,” April said.

She checked him over, removing all his weapons before going over to the visibly shaken Cormac as he stood with Rebecca.

“Is your office secure?”

“Oh my, err, yes, yes it is. It’s up to UNCLE standards for use as a holding cell, if that’s what ya mean.  I never expected to be involved in anything like this; I knew the risks when I took the job, but it’s been such a dead-end place, and I didn’t think we would be bothered here.”

Rebecca and Illya moved Gamble to the office, ensuring he was tied to a chair bolted down to the floor in the corner of the office.

Rebecca looked over to Illya.

“How are you feeling moya lyubov?”

“Like my head has been pummelled. I really hate THRUSH drugs.”

“I’m glad you came round when you did.” She leaned over, giving him a quick kiss.

“I heard you did a good job of flying the plane back here and you made the right choice in returning to Shannon as well. I am very proud of you.”

Just then the THRUSH agent moaned and started to come to; straining against his bonds.

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Thanks, I thought it was a good place to break it.

It took me an hour and a half to do this manip, many components to find and layer together, but am pleased with the results.