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Dorms--- Sam's, Isabel's, Cedric's, Jack's rooms (late late)

Parker headed for Isabel's room first, since she knew she was home. First Aid kit over her shoulder, knife in her boot, and yeah, the keys to the gun range lock-up in hand.

Time to go rescue Jack. Isabel, then Sam, then Cedric, right after.

Wow, this was not going to be fun to explain.

[ooc: for

carter_i_am,

izzyalienqueen and

chasingsnitches. That Parker was knocking on doors is okay; contents of conversations NFB.]

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Isabel had slept better then she had in days snuggled up against Greg. But she was still awake the instant she heard the knock at the door. Slipping carefully from the bed, she opened the door and stepped into the hallway when she saw Parker. "What's wrong?"

"Jack's in trouble. Or he was." Parker took a deep breath, keeping her voice down. "He's at the sea caves, are you up for coming with? I know you just got back--"

"I'm in," Isabel said instantly. "But I get to hit him first."

"You can fight Sam and Cedric for the priviledge, we're grabbing them too. I get what's left of him, I have *plans* for Mr. Harkness for lying to me," Parker said grimly. "Grab your coat and shoes, we're hitting Sam's next."

"And when you're done? You'll tell me what's going on? And how he got himself into this mess in the first place?" Isabel turned to the door, trying hard to keep her movements natural despite the stiffness. "Give me a minute to get dressed and leave Greg a note."

Parker waits, and then says, "I'm not even entirely sure, just that he was supposed to meet with someone about Torchwood, and now, I've gotten a phone call that he's 'battered.' We may have to patch him up a bit before you hit him." She compressed her lips together into a line, and added, "We're hitting the weapons locker before we go."

"Battered?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at the irony and hoping the handful of asprin she'd taken while she'd gotten dressed kicked in quickly. "Torchwood?" Isabel's pretty sure she knows why he met with whoever. But she's still going to hit him. She flexed her hand. "I've got my own weapons. So don't worry about me."

"I figured," Parker said dryly. "I may be asking you to do the First Aid, depending on how bad it is. And how many guns we need. The guy who called me wouldn't explain why we have to go *there*, and it's pissing me off. Way too pleased with himself. He wanted me to come alone, sooo... we'll be sneaky. For the first five minutes, anyway."

"First aid isn't a problem. I had enough violence in LA," she said grimly. "Of course we have to go to him. It gives him the advantage. Of course I think the four of us have advantages of our own."

Parker smiled her most evil smile. "Which we can explain to him, at length, when we get there. You guys can hit Jack." She turned on her heel for the stairwell. "I get first shot at that bastard who called me."

Isabel hesitated half a second, just to let Parker get out in front so she wouldn't see her move. "Lead the way."

Sam was sleeping, but not that soundly. She'd gotten used to sleeping with someone next to her.

Parker knocked on her door. "Sam? Wake up. Saaaam."

There was some rustling and a bang as Sam made her way to the door, hopping on one foot. Stupid motorcycle part had fallen off the bed and she'd stubbed her toe.

"Parker?" She opened the door and prepared for bad news. Nothing good ever happened at 3 am.

"Hey. Jack's in trouble. I'm supposed to pick him up at the sea caves. Want to bring a gun and cover my back?"

"Oh, for cryin' out loud," Sam muttered, already pulling on a pair of BDU pants and a black t-shirt and changing clothes, not caring that the door was open. "What the hell was he thinking? If he's okay, I swear I'm going to kill him."

She put her boots on quickly and grabbed a flashlight and a dark hat to hide her hair. She'd need to get a zat--it was quieter and would make it possible to hide the evidence, if there was any. "I'll meet you there. I have to stop at the gun range first. Damn it, Jack. What the hell were you thinking? Okay, I'm ready, let's go."

"We'll meet you at the gun range-- I have to get mine, and Cedric's going to want his wand, if I can find him and convince him to come with us." Parker sighed, rubbing her eyes. "Goddamn close-mouthed knowitall. Torchwood's involved, somehow. So we have to be careful."

"Fine, careful, discreet, whatever," Sam stomped off towards the gun range. "But killing Harkness doesn't have to be any of those things. It just has to be memorable. Why didn't he say anything?" She tried not to be hurt.

Parker followed along toward the stairwell. "No idea. He even finessed me into telling him Jarod had a secure phone to use, but then made it sound like the worst problem he could face would be getting bad news. Or no news. He *promised* he'd call afterward, and I stayed up--" She sighed. "And fell asleep. Damnit. I get last crack at him, Isabel wants first. You and Cedric can take turns, I don't care."

"Yeah, I'm gonna fight Isabel for first," Sam said, jaw tight. "But I'll meet you there. Get Cedric--I'm sure he'll want to be there."

"See you in ten," Parker said, peeling off to climb the stairs to Cedric's room.

Cedric's fast asleep, full of Chinese food and warmth.

After trying Cedric's room, and getting no answer, Parker decided to check Jack's, knocking softly. "Cedric? You in there?"

Cedric does hear the knock and stumbles off the bed, walks into the dresser and opens the door, hiding his eyes from the light.

"Good evening."

"Good morning. Sorry, Ced." Parker sighed. "Your Thingie has gone wandering and gotten himself bruised. I got a phone call to pick him up at the sea caves. Want to blow up whoever did it to him?"

He's still half asleep and, in that state, turns around and peers at the bed. "I'm not much a fan of blowing things up," he says and grabs for the wand he'd placed on Jack's dresser. "But I'd definitely like to help."

"Works. Leave that to me, Sam and Isabel, then." Parker sighed. "Oh good, you don't need to go to the gun range for that. Sam and I are going there for our weapons. Hopefully we won't need the First Aid kit for anyone but Jack."

"Did this just happen? He didn't say anything to me and I've been with him almost all day," Cedric says, grabbing for his shirt and jacket and following Parker out.

"He was supposed to meet the guy at Caritas around ten or eleven. I thought it was just for drinks..." Parker rubbed her face as she strode down the hallway. "I told him to call me afterwards, I was hoping he wouldn't be upset. Instead, some Happy Voice tells me to come pick up 'my Jack' at the beach. You can imagine how thrilled I am."

"He was..." Cedric blinks and realizes he'd been left alone on purpose. "Oh. Yes, well, yes. He should be retrieved."

"Because dying of exposure would cheat Sam and Isabel from the pleasure of strangling him." Parker held the door to the stairwell for him, and asked, "Can you make some kind of defensive shield? One that would stop someone from shooting at us, but not us from shooting at them?"

"I'm not sure," he says, trying to remember some type of spell that would fulfill that need. "I'm not that advanced. I can do other things though."

"Like what? Invisibility, or sound muffling-- something where we can sneak up on them?" Parker started down the stairs, heading for the basement and the gun range.

"Invisibility, yes," he says and follows. "Summoning spells for weaponry, imbolizing spells, and the like."

"Perfect. Just be ready with whatever you've got; Sam and I will take the offensive stuff, okay? And Isabel's going to be ready with her tricks, if we need it." She studied him and said, "I'm sure he's okay, mostly. This is me blowing off steam, as much as anything."

"Right," he says quietly and trails behind her.

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