Captured for Interrogation

[celestialdragon]

Alexis got up and began making chocolate croissants, humming softly.

 

[bindingeagle]

"Smells wonderful, dear," he complemented as the scent of baking filled the apartment.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Thanks, love. What do you want to drink?" Alexis asked, pouring a glass of orange juice.

 

[bindingeagle]

"Juice and tea sound great," he said.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis made Nikolai some strong tea and poured him a glass of orange juice. She plated the croissants and brought everything over to him, curling up again next to him, nibbling on one.

 

[bindingeagle]

Nikolai ate slowly, thankful for the special service. "Thanks," he said, "It's great."

 

[celestialdragon]

"You're welcome," Alexis said, kissing him. "Glad you like it."

 

[bindingeagle]

Nikolai finished, but when he got up to do the dishes, a shot ripped through the window. He tackled Alexis to the ground and made sure no one else was going to shoot.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis felt herself get tackled and heard a gunshot. Her heart was pounding and her first instinct was to knee Nikolai between the legs, then go for the gun underneath the couch. Her hands closed around her Colt .45 and she brought it up.

 

[bindingeagle]

Nikolai held his groin, flat on his back. "What's happening?" he groaned from the pain.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Sorry, reflex," Alexis apologized, sneaking over to the window. "And I don't know." She brought her head up slowly and found the laser point. She ducked just in time as another bullet came through. "Nikolai, pass me my cell phone," she said, seeing it on the counter.

 

[bindingeagle]

Nikolai slid it over and pulled his glock out of a spot under the couch.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis speed-dialed her boss. "Hey, Boss? Got someone firing at me and Nikolai. . . They're using a decent sized caliber, I'd say at least 40. . . got laser sights on it, relying on windows to shoot. . . I'll do my best. . . Clark out." She hung up. "Alright, the Director will be here once he's been neutralized," she said. "Do you have a good shot?"

 

[bindingeagle]

"Not with a pistol," he said. "Cover, I'll get a rifle." he crawled to the wall and made for the safe.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis covered, firing but missing. The bullet tore through the couch. "Damn, that's pure leather," she groaned. "Get the Remington," she added.

 

[bindingeagle]

Nikolai dragged out a scoped 30.06 and got into position. "Cover fire and I'll line up on him," he said, checking the chamber.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Alright," Alexis said. "I don't remember that gun being in my safe," she mused.

 

[bindingeagle]

"Your dear brother must have left it," he said. "Lay down some fire for me."

 

[celestialdragon]

"Alright," Alexis said. She waited a moment before standing up and giving a barrage of fire, getting nicked but the other bullets. "He has a laser sight, why isn't he hitting anything?" she taunted under her breath. But she did feel something hit her thigh. "Am I hit? Don't answer that until you've shot."

 

[bindingeagle]

Nikolai lined up and found his target on a building across the street. He took aim, adjusted for windage and hit him center mass. He turned and saw a big wound in her thigh, through and through. Luckily, it missed the artery but it was still bleeding. He rushed to get towels from the bathroom and held pressure on the wound.

 

[celestialdragon]

"How does it look, baby?" Alexis asked. She was laying on the kitchen floor. "Just tell me, I don't want to look. . . We're going to have to get dressed, I'm NOT going to Fort Andrews naked. . ."

 

[bindingeagle]

"Looks like you got shot," he said, absently, as he tried to dress her wound. He got their clothes together, grabbing her a loose skirt and some underwear, along with one of his tshirts. He threw on his fatigues and carried her to the car.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis dressed, not daring to look at her thigh. She fumbled with her cell phone and called the Director again. "Target neutralized. Been shot. On my way to Fort Andrews. . . NO I'm not driving, do you think Nikolai is that daft?. . . There's pressure on it. . . Boss. . . You know how I feel about gunshot wounds. . . I won't look. . . " She hung up and leaned the seat back. "God that hurts," she whispered quietly.

 

[bindingeagle]

"You'll be fine, it just hit muscle," he said, driving as fast as he could to the base. He rammed the checkpoint and drove directly to the medical bay, carrying her in.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Did you just really ram the check point?" Alexis asked, groaning with some pain. She felt herself get laid down on the bed. "Is it clean at least?" she asked.