Escape From America

[Eiselmann]

Closed for Jaynedixon
IC

14 years ago.

Daniel Darby looked at his young daughter and smiled she was the light of his life, creative inteligent with a beauty that even now when she was just fourteen hinted at greatness, they were at the back of the family house just outside of Seattle looking at the sun setting , in less than two hours his flight would be leaving to Washington DC and his new career working for the State Department, his wife and daughter would not be travelling with him...more his wifes choice rather than his own, he had no doubt that decision not to come had as much to do with her several lovers than anything else.

He had spoken about many things to his daughter giving advise and words of wisdom but now came the most important part of the nights conversation.

"Do you recall the name of your first cat Stephanie?"

"Yeah " his daughter replied recalling the small cat she'd found so many years ago poor thing was half dead when she'd found him and despite the best of treatment the young cat only lasted six more months "Puddles...why"

"One day someone may come to you and tell you that 'Puddles has been found' I want you to do whatever that person says ...whatever happens Stephanie promise me you'll do that ...you'll do whatever they say"


Two weeks ago ...Hereford England

Thomas Smith walked into his commanders office it was clean and well ordered a legacy of a military career now in to its third decade, as expected his Commander, Colonel Rogerson sat behind his desk however another man was seated in the office wearing a suit , at first inspection he looked like one of the many drones that infested Government offices but the man's eyes betrayed an inteligence that Thomas knew demanded respect...the man wasn't introduced.

Instead he opened a file and produced a photo "Do you know this woman?" . Thomas looked at the photo the woman seemed vaguely familar but not enough that he could place her, she was stunning almost prefect.

"No" Thomas said handing the photo back

A second photo came out of the file it was unmistakeble "Yeah Stephanie Darby went to High school with her ....for six months, head cheerleader prom queen, fucking dairy queen for all I know...she was the center of life at Fremont High School"Thomas handed the photo back "I take it the other photo is a more current version"

"Indeed" the man said "Now my understanding is that Fremont High is having some reunion we'd like you to go "

Thomas looked back at the man , he'd receieved or more correctly his parents had received an invite to his classes ten year reunion, even if he hadn't been a member of the regiment the chances of him going to some yank schools reunion was pretty bloody minimal.

"And we'd like you to extract this young lady,,,her fathers our sort of chap, been quite valuable, helped keep our American cousins from making a couple of their more interesting policy mistakes" the man smiled "should be easy enough...go to the reunion , take her to the airport and then its a hop to home"

"Rubbish" Thomas said "if it was easy you wouldn't need me " he looked at the man demanding more informatin but it was his Colonel who piped up .

"Firstly it makes it easier to slip you in to this reunion since you're invited to start with but the main consideration is that we believe our man and his daughter are in serious danger....the US authorities have correctly guessed that our man is an agent not in their control however as an additional cover to protect the Crown their investigation has linked him to the Russian Mafia...ironically the Russian Mafia actually believe he's their man , unfortunately they are aware that the American's are suspicous of our chap and want to do away with both him and his daughter"

"Sounds like a right mess" Thomas said in understatement

"Thats just the start..." The Colonel began to reply before the third man interupted

"The Trooper does not need to know all the details its just enough to know we plan on getting dad out as you get the daughter out , the yanks and the mob will be watching but more likely they'll be watching each other by the time they realise that this Stephanie Darby is no longer at the reunion you'll be long gone"

Today

Thomas parked a rental car in the school car park he'd attended this school 10 years earlier as part of an exchange programme and except for the fact that they called football soccer had actually enjoyed his time , gotten some pussy thanks to his accent but not really made any long lasting friendships, as for Stephanie Darby well they had talked several times but nothing more ...it would take more than an accent to part her legs.

He spotted three vans straight away, two where no doubt American's the third most likely mob, he was under no doubt that there were more , he looked at his watch as he walked into the school building following the banners annoucing the reunion...music bouncing along the corridors...he had 15 minutes... thats when daddy would disappear and when he did all hell would break loose.

The registration table was run by the unmistakeble form of Clairice Sutter little 'Miss Organised "
nice person , real school spirit..rah rah rah type she had always been big titted but now the things were massive. She smiled as she handed him his ID card with the special torture of having their class photos attached " I got that idea ..." she started "from a John Cusack movie" they both said ....to say Clairice was obsessed with John Cusack was an understatement.

Thomas finally entered the hall , ten minutes, his eyes did a sweep of the crowd and spotted Stephanie easily enough her little flock of girlfriends still in attendance along with several men that could have been the same horny guys who followed her everywhere or maybe they were the poor souls who married 'the flock'

He made his way directly to Stephanie passed the occassional second glances he was getting from those who were trying to place him , when he reached the small group getting pass the flock of girlfriends proved impossible so he circled the small group and came at Stephanie from behind......the song ended , five minutes...Thomas reached his target and whispered in her ear "Puddles has been found"




BIO

Thomas Smith
Age 28
5;10 black hair blue eyes
Joined the Paratroop Regiment as a 19 year old before attempting selection at the age of 21, he was selected into the 22nd Regiment Special Air Service and has served with them for the last 7 years as a trooper.

Resouceful and confident like most mortal men he had a crush on Stephanie from day one.
Attached Images incoming

 

[jaynedixon]

Stephanie really didn’t want to go to the school reunion but all of her friends had said she had to go. Even on the drive to the school she thought she should turn back, tell everyone she was sick. Driving into the school the memories came flooding back. The car pack was already pretty full and the only spot she saw was towards the end. Walking across the car park she looked at the school, seeing it had not changed since the days she was running up and down the corridors.

She got in, cringed when she saw the ID card with her photo on it and begrudgingly hung it around her neck. Walking in she heard the screams before she saw the group of them and smiled walking over to them all and having a glass of wine almost immediately thrust in front of her.

Stephanie had been there ten minutes; the glass of wine was half empty. She didn’t even get the feeling there was someone standing behind her, only until he leaned in and whispered in her ear.

She froze instantly, suddenly all the conversations around her were just a blur, she had to hold her wine glass in two hands to stop the shaking and all she could see in her mind was that moment 14 years ago when her father had given her those instructions. Her heart racing, she turned around seeing the guy stand behind her she looked at him not sure what to say to him. She could hear in the background her name being called by her friends but she walked up to him “What do we need to do now?” she found herself asking still clutching the half full wine glass against her.




BIO
Stephanie Darby
Age 28
5’7 brown hair brown eyes
Publishing executive in the city, having worked in the industry for the last 10 years

 

[Eiselmann]

Thiomas looked at Stephanie intently for a few seconds and then said calmly "We need to leave , put your arm around me and kiss me then look back at your friends and let them know you'll be back in ten minutes....make then believe you're about to get laid" , while in reality he wasn't suppose to actually screw his mission, it wasn't unheard of either, but in this case he needed to get Stephanie out of this hall without having her friends make a fuss.

Moments later they were walking out the hall side doors and into the school hallways, they hadn't changed since his time at the school , the souns of the reunion faded , Thomas didn't say anything time for conversation would come soon enough, his watch beeped.


Washington DC

The limo entered a car park which had never happened before in the six months of tailing, that immediately caught the attention of the men in the black Sedan when they reached the car park the limo was stopped just inside the entrance, the men exited thier vehicle, guns drawn and found no-one ...moments later they were in contact with headquarters , a car passed by the car park , windows tinted the passengers intent on the scene and reached the same conclusions as the men in the sedan.

Seattle

Eight menbursted out of two Sedans weapons drawn they moved into the school towards the re-union, Svetlana watched them "We wait" she said in command to her crew, Svetlana was a stunning woman ex Miss Russia and a former member of the Spetnaz, deadly and beautiful she had risen to a place of senority in the her bosses organsition by being ruthless not only in bed but with a gun...."I'll fuck anyone and kill anyone" it had been a boast which her boss had set out to disprove, so far he hadn't been successful. A call come , it was Yuri in Washington DC.

When the call ended Svetlana simply said "The girl dies". They would follow the Americas and hit them on the move moments became minutes and the American's did not reappear with the girl "Something is wrong" one of the crew said reduntantly.


Thomas reached the end of the corridor they were at the other end of the school buildings all the doors were alarmed but there was nothing to be done about that.

He looked at Stephanie , "when the door opens you run to the boundary , you know the hospital chimney , the one everyone said bodies were burnt, it has its own small carpark , parked in that carpark is a dark blue two door Mazda convertable the keys are in the glovebox, if I'm not with you , then you drive get out of Seattle and look to drive into Canada but don't cross west of Montana...don't stop for anyone , in Canada ring this number " Thomas handed her a slip of paper , then he smiled "Don't worry I'll be with you , this is just in case"

Then he opened an emergency door and the school wide alarm went off , this part of the school had been called "Smokers corner" mostly because it was secluded and away from and any teacher approaching would be seen with enough time for the cancer stick brigand to scatter. It was far from the two school entrances and the grass area only fifty feet from building to boundry was bordered by a hospital. If she had been the primary target he'd have never taken her at the school but she was the secondary one , the insurance....and soon enough everyone would want to claim the insurance

 

[jaynedixon]

In an instant Stephanie’s heart had started to race, she glanced down and she could see the wine shaking in the glass in her hand. Closing her eyes for a second Stephanie turned to her group reaching in and putting her glass on the table, she turned back and managed a smile as she saw him for the first time. Throwing her arms around him she leaned in and closing her eyes pressed her lips against his. Trying to calm herself down, she broke the kiss and then looked back at her group, a few of which had looked over at her. She gave a little wave and a smile, taking her hands from around his neck she reached down sliding her hand into his and walked away from the group. Stephanie thought she had heard one of them say her name but it was all just background noise now and her heart was still racing as she held is hand tight.

Stephanie could hear her heels on the floor of the hall as they walked. She could hear the reunion carrying on without her as they steadily walked down the hallway.

They stopped in front of the doors, and then she felt his hands spin her around and then she was looking at him and hearing him speak. She listened intently. She looked down as she felt the piece of paper being placed in her hand and curled her fingers up holding the paper tight inside and then she nodded at him. Turning back to the door it felt like it all happened in slow motion. She watched as his hand pushed on the handle, the door opening, the alarm sounding so loud throughout the school and then she was running.

Stephanie ran, staring straight at the chimney and running. She heard voices and sounds behind her, she heard the alarm but she still ran. She couldn’t remember the last time that she had had to run, but here she was running. She daren’t even turn and look back at her she just had to hope he was still there behind her. For some reason she already knew that her life now depended on him.

Reaching the chimney she stopped as she walked around the corner and saw the parking lot. She glanced around and then ran once more over towards the car. She was alongside of it when she realized she had run towards the passenger side entrance. Too scared to run around she reached out fumbling with the door handle, pulling the door open. Stephanie jumped in slamming the car door shut and turned around looking out the back window in the hope of seeing him.

 

[Eiselmann]

Thomas arrived at the car just under a minute after Stephanie, it the last moment before the alarm set off he''d heard approaching steps,, he'd dealt quickly with the American who would have a ripping headache the following morning.

Thomas said nothing as he drove out of the hospital , there was a helocopter overhead its signature may have been almost non existent but its shadow was not, when he was planning his escape he'd accounted for the use of a Helo while hoping one wouldn't be deployed, instead of a headstart counted in hours he was now down to a headstart of minutes.

Four miles north was Portland International Airport, the convertable speed towards that facility helo tracking them all the way, numberous headlights were on this road and Thomas had little doubt that one of them was full of America agents while the Russians could literally be anywhere.


Portland International Airport

Bob Hopkins sat in his office he was a gray haired man in his late fifties who had been head of security at Portland International Airport for the last four years, he hated working the late shift, time always seemed to go slower in his office than at his home, he checked his watch and sighed , he was missing SNL and there was his daughters best friend staying with them while she settled into Portland, the girl was a stunning blonde aged 22 with a massive daddy fixation, in the week that she had been staying at Bob's home she had brought life back into...well all parts of his body....the phone rang.

As the Blue Convertable reached the car park complex the helo above could only hover as its target disappearred into the building, it could go no further without clearence from the local FAA and that took time, meanwhile Bob Hopkins was receiving a photo of the young lady the Fed's were looking for , they were certain she was heading to his airport and they wanted her, Bob took several moments to look at the face....of there was a goddess on earth he was looking at her, she seemed beyond description, making copies Bob headed quickly to the key entrance points of the Airport, but that would take time.

Two black SUV's stopped outside the main entrance to the airport , Bob Hopkins was waiting for them , he reported that the girls photo was being circulated but as yet no bites, several agents moved into the airport proper their eyes searching for their target. While outside the entrance another black SUV stopped , Stevlana and her team monitored the Americans both visually and audibly , another team was on its way to help out , her employer less than happy at events so far.

Two miles south another black SUV drove away from the airport , the car swap had gone well , but Thomas was under no illusion the American's would soon discover the convertable and there were enough cameras around that they would connect him and Stephanie to this SUV, what ever time he'd gained he had to use.

About the same time the convertable was found abandoned in Portland a request was sent to the British for information regarding Thomas, the Americans his entry into LAX a week earlier and the hiring of the two cars they had found, one at the school and one at the airport both rentals had been via cash , it was two in the morning on a Sunday in England and while the message was passed on immediately it would take several hours for information to head back to America, the agent in New York knew this and didn't bother to stick around receiving the info was something for the next shift to deal with.


As Thomas continued to drive south , away from the Canadian border which was still his ultimate goal he glanced at Stephanie, at one level his eyes soaked in her beauty , at another he judged her demeaner...so far she had been compliant but he senced she was on the verge of an overloadof emotions.

"We'll head south for another hour or so then turn east the plan is to get you to Canada and then on a plane which will reunite you with your father, all things being equal you'll see him inside of two days" he said that as matter of factly as he could and yet he senced it wasn't enough , sighing he pulled the car over and parked it "I know this last hour has been a roller coaster ride for you , but I'm here for you, I just want to get you to your dad" taking a deeper breather Thomas continued " I can't tell you everything but I promise what I can tell you will be the truth...you must want some answers to tonights events."

 

[jaynedixon]

Stephanie sat there in the car; she had seen the flash of someone running past the back of the car. The sound of the car door opening made her jump; she had one hand on her door handle…just in case.

As he climbed into the driver’s seat her grip lessened on the handle and she looked down. She heard the car engine start, felt it pulling away at a very fast speed. Her heart was racing, her breathing was coming fast. She suddenly felt so small in the seat, she had a million thoughts racing through her mind yet she was unable to bring herself to speak. The events replayed through her mind, she found herself shaking her head to herself. She remembered being with her friends, then there was the voice, his voice.

Looking up she saw the sign for Portland airport and she looked back down at her hands in her lap. Then they had stopped and when she looked up she didn’t see any airport. All she saw was a big black SUV. She jumped and let out a gasp as the door next to her suddenly opened. Then she was out of the car walking quickly over towards the SUV. She had to climb up to get into it and she sat there still shaking as she watched him walk around the front and get in the driver’s side. She looked out of the window at the car they left behind and pretty soon they were driving once more.

She didn’t even know where they were heading, it was pitch black outside and they just drove. When he spoke her eyes snapped open, she must have fallen asleep. He spoke to her and she looked up at the darkness all around them and he spoke, and she heard him and then for the first time she turned looking towards him. She saw him looking straight ahead, eyes on the road, perfectly calm, just like they were going out somewhere, or driving back home. She watched him, he didn’t move, or twitch, he just spoke.

She didn’t take his eyes off of him, “What is happening?” she asked softly. “Who are you?” she added after a pause.