| SpyKids - It Seemed Like Such a Good Idea |
| ~~~C-A-B-L-E-S~&~J-O-C-K-S~~~ |
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| �When do we start?� Ezra asked, cautiously. He never dreamed he�d get picked a team leader. Clay smiled slightly. �Well, the director has a mission in mind that is going to involve both teams.� Chris glanced at Ezra; then turned back to Webb. �What�s the mission, sir?� Clay sighed. �It�s going to have a level five threat reading. That means you stay out of reach of the targets and you don�t tail them too long, so they don�t become suspicious.� �We�re going to be tailing someone?� Kevin asked softly. Clay nodded. �Our target has a ten year old son and will be visiting a museum with the boy. You all will watch him intermittently, taking turns so that he doesn�t become suspicious. When he makes his drop, one of you will get it and replace it with something we want passed to his contacts instead.� �You�re not going to grab him?� Sam asked incredulously. Clay smiled. �He�s more useful to us if his contacts think that he�s still a reliable source.� �That makes sense,� Obie said thoughtfully. Clay nodded and said, �I�ll be watching you and monitoring communications from the van. If anything goes wrong, I want you to begin gathering there as quickly as you can without attracting undue attention. Okay?� Clay smiled as eleven young people nodded at him. �Good,� he said. �I�ll leave you to sort out how you�re going to work, be ready to go in half an hour.� With that, Webb got up and left the room. �Okay,� Chris said. �When we combine like this, who�s in charge?� Ezra smiled and said, �I bow to your greater wisdom, Chris.� �Me?� Chris squeaked. At a nod from Laramie, he said, �Okay then. I think it�d be best if we paired off for this one.� Ezra nodded his agreement and Chris went on. �The twins together, Obie and Sam, Ben and Logan, Judy and Kevin and Ezra, Shysie and myself.� �Sounds good to me,� Ezra agreed. ***** �I like it,� Shysie said softly. Chris nodded. �Me too,� he replied. �It looks like a window into the past.� Ezra nodded silently. The painting they were studying showed a desert landscape with small prairie town in the foreground and a coyote sitting on a hill in the background, howling at the moon. �What do you suppose the artist was trying to say?� he queried. �Lonely,� Shysie answered softly. �Maybe,� Chris said. In a soft voice, he whispered, �Our friend is here.� The three continued to wander around the room, looking at the pieces in the exhibit, all the while watching their target in case he made the drop. Just as he was leaving the room, the man sat his attach� case beside the door and walked out. Shysie glanced at the two boys; then scampered over to the bag. Opening it, she withdrew the thick packet and handed it to Ezra. Ezra slid the envelope into his backpack and handed her the file they were supposed to replace it with. The girl slipped the envelope into the case and stood up. As the three students were moving away from the area, a large man came into the room. He grabbed the bag and turned to go, but his movement had attracted Shysie�s attention. The man scowled and said, �What are you doing here?� �Lookin� at the paintin�s,� Shysie answered, pointing at the wall. The man grabbed her arm and asked, �Did you see who left this here?� Shysie gasped and struggled. Finally, she said, �I �magine you left it, yer the one what wants it.� �Let her go,� Chris demanded. The man growled and shoved the girl away. As Shysie fell into one of the pedestals and knocked over a vase, the man ran out of the room. Ezra ran over to the girl and called, �Chris!� �He�s getting away,� Chris replied. �I know,� Ezra answered. �But it�s not our job to catch him. Shy�s hurt!� Chris looked torn for a moment; then rushed over to his friend�s side. �Shy?� he said softly. The girl had a nasty cut on her arm from hitting the pedestal and another on her head from the vase. Ezra set the vase back on the pedestal, thankful that at least it was not harmed; then turned to Chris. �I don�t think we should move her,� he said softly. Chris nodded in agreement and said, into the microphone he was wearing, �We switched the packet, but Shy�s hurt.� �I�ll be right there,� was Webb�s immediate reply. Soon ten of the children had been gathered at the surveillance van, while Shysie was taken to the hospital to get checked out. Webb turned to look at the group and sighed. They really were so young. He walked over and said, �Okay, I know Ezra and Chris want to go to the hospital and make sure she�s alright. Anyone else?� Every child in the group nodded and Clay nodded too. He�d expected as much. ***** Clayton arrived at the hospital with the children a short time later. He sent them into the waiting room and promised to find out how Shysie was and if they could go see her. As he exited the waiting room, Clay heard someone call him. Turning, he saw Vin Tanner and Chris Larabee coming his way. �Chris,� he started. Before he could say another word, Chris had lifted him off his feet and threw him against the wall. �What kind of game are you playin� with these kids, Webb.� Clay squeaked and said, �Larabee! Put me down. We�re both getting too old for this.� �I�ll put you down,� Chris replied. �After you tell me what happened.� Clay sighed and turned to Vin, not finding any sympathy there, he said, �We knew a person we�ve been watching was going to make a drop. We also knew from experience that he wouldn�t do so in front of adults. We took the chance that he might make the drop in front of children � which he did.� Webb paused for a moment, then continued more softly. �Shysie made the switch, but the contact arrived shortly there after and attacked her. I delayed him for as long as I could without raising his suspicion.� Webb turned to Vin and added, �I�m sorry she was injured, but it was a completely unexpected development.� �Put �im down,� Vin said softly, touching Chris�s arm. Chris complied and Webb straightened his jacket. �I know you�re upset, Chris � and it�s understandable. She�s your god-daughter for heaven�s sake, but beating me up won�t change anything. It isn�t as though I wanted her to get hurt.� Chris sighed. �I�m sorry, Webb. I�m just worried.� �How is she?� Vin asked. Clay shrugged. �I was just going to ask the doctor that when Chris accosted me,� he explained. The three men caught up with Shysie�s doctor and asked how she was. �Well, she�s got some bruising and a couple laserations, but those aren�t too serious. She also has a mild concussion, so we�d like to keep her overnight.� Vin nodded and asked, �Can we go see her?� �Certainly,� the doctor replied. �She�s resting at the moment, but you can go as long as you�re quiet.� Vin nodded again and him and Chris headed down toward where his daughter was sleeping. Clay thanks the doctor and went down to the waiting room. After updating them on her condition, he suggested that the kids call their parents and get a ride back home. �Can we go see her?� Ezra asked softly. Clay smiled. �Sure,� he replied. �Just try not to wake her.� �Yes, sir,� Chris said, leading the way toward where his friend was sleeping. ~~~C-A-B-L-E-S~&~J-O-C-K-S~~~ Ezra peered timidly into Shysie�s room and saw her father sitting beside her, as well as another man. He glanced at Chris, who shrugged and motioned that they should wait. Just then, Shysie woke up and smiled. �Hi, Daddy,� she said softly. �Hi, Pumpkin,� Vin replied. �Gave me quite a scare when I heard you got hurt.� �I�m sorry,� she whispered. Stiffling a yawn, she asked, �Where�s Ezra and Chris? Are they okay?� �Ezra?� Vin asked. �Chris?!� his friend repeated. �We�re fine, Shy,� Ezra said from the doorway. �Are you alright?� �Yeah,� she replied. �Head hurts a little. They catch that guy?� Chris shook his head. �Mr. Webb said that they needed him to get the information back to his people or they�d know we knew they were tryin� to get information,� he explained. Vin blinked and said, �You�re Chris and Ezra?� �Christopher Stanton and Ezra Laramie,� Ezra said softly. �You�re Shysie�s father?� Vin nodded and said, �This is her god-father, Chris Larabee.� Shy yawned and said, �I�m tired, Daddy.� Vin sighed and kissed her on the forehead. �Go to sleep, honey. I�ll come get you in the morning.� �It was nice meeting you two,� Larabee said. �I think I�ll feel better about this whole thing knowing that Shysie�ll have you watching her back.� �Mr. Webb, too,� Ezra replied. Chris sighed and glanced at Vin, who chuckled and said, �Yeah, Webb too.� Turning to Chris, he said, �Let�s get these kids home, Cowboy.� �They call you that too, huh?� young Chris said softly. Ezra giggled softly and Vin began chuckling. �Y�all are Cowboy�s,� the older man said softly. �Shut up, Tanner,� Chris growled. End |
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