OK I thought I would give you all a Saturday treat. This chapter is not complete but I am pretty sure I was going to have to break kit up to post. The second part should be on in a few days or so.
Chapter 49
JT and agent Smith arrived at the small flying cloud airport about 20 minutes from the center of Bloomfield Minnesota. The flight had went off without much of a problem except for a little turbulence. Jim Davis was a masterful pilot and landed the plan softly down to earth and then taxied over to an area off to the right of the main runway and taxied the plan to a stop. He walked back and opened the door as an airport attendant grabbed a rolling stairway and pushed it in place for the planes occupants to disembark. JT and Tim stood up and walked towards the door and made their way down the steps. They looked around and smelled the fresh air and both to a minute to stretch from long time sitting. JT looked over towards one of the closer hangers and noticed a dark suburban. He wished he had made some signal for them to be able to know who was friendly. Yes he had seen pictures of her but he was not sure if she knew what he looked like. His picture had be splashed about but these things would have been great to think of before now.
He need not have worried her dad had found out who was flying them up and she was waiting in the suburban. She saw the two men walk down the steps and stretch. It was funny somewhat but Agent Smith she assumed had a fair resemblance to JT albeit a younger version. She smiled and opened the passenger door of the SUV and stepped out walking quickly over to JT and giving him a huge hug.
JT saw the dark haired woman step out of the SUV and walked towards him. She was just as her picture portrayed her to be. She was beautiful. She walked quickly over and then opened her arms wide and hugged him. His arms surrounded her body and held her tight. The two melded together as if they were lovers who had been apart for to long. As it were there were part of a group and in that small minority that had each other. Agent Smith stood behind JT and Gael and Trevor walked up behind Jeanie. As JT and Jeanie ended their embrace the others began making introductions and shaking hands. JT reached out and shook Trevor’s hand and then Gael each introducing themselves in turn. Everyone began talking at once saying it was nice to finally meet each other and then laughing.
Trevor looked around and walked over to the pilot and had a few words and the two laughed like old friends. He walked back over to the group and said that it looked like Jim was going to play some cards with the tower manager and he would be able to leave whenever we are done tonight.
JT looked over and noticed a black label bottle of Jack Danials that did not seem to be there when they had walked past him before.
“yeah but will he be able to fly when we are done.” JT asked smiling and looking at Trevor.
“oh yeah that is mostly for the people to stay her awhile... play some poker and smoke some stogies and not notice it is past time for this airport to close.” He said smiling back.
Everyone broke out in a laugh as Trevor directed the group to head back to the SUV. They all clamored into the vehicle somehow Tim and JT were in the back with Jeanie and Gael and Trevor were in the front seats. They pulled out onto the main road and headed back to state road 169 and then got on interstate 90 heading back to Trevors and Jeanie home near Bloomfield. JT sat in the back seat quietly while Tim and Jeanie spoke off and on. Occasional Gael would add something to the conversation and then it would go back and forth. Trevor was very quiet which concerned JT. He hoped that he had not overstepped when he had asked to come up and join this group but he sensed it was something else. JT noticed Trevor had checked the rear-view mirror several times now. He considered turning and looking over his shoulder but if they were being followed he would not know it. Maybe Trevor had caught site of something as they drove here and now it was back again. JT had not considered this issue either. What if they were stopped for some reason. Tim was FBI but way out of his jurisdiction and frankly from what he had learned about this group inside the FBI getting pulled over and arrested might just be the least of their worries.
“Trevor...do … do we have company.” JT asked quietly without making any odd movements.
The conversations ended and everyone sat quietly waiting for the answer.
“yeah I think so. The same dark sedan was back there when we drove up this way. It looked like they got use not to long after we left the house.” Trevor answered and then added. “ I have already let the local Sheriff know whats up so this is not them. They only people I can conceive of being back there is the people from the Mosque or the FBI group.”
“how many do you think can be in that car.” JT asked.
“not sure... 4 or 5 at the most.”He answered.
“well they already know where you live. I doubt they will try and pull us over maybe shoot us but pulling us over would be somewhat foolish at this point. Screw them drive home.” JT said defiantly.
Trevor looked in the mirror at JT and smiled. He was right if they want a fight then we can at least do it on our turf unless they try something before hand.
JT pulled the security six from the holster and opened the cylinder and raised the barrel pointed towards the window up and allowed the 6 cartridges to slip out and into his hand. He grabbed one of the speed-loaders and placed the tips of the golden sabers into the cylinder and gave the release knob a twist. The ammunition slipped down into the cylinder. He spun the cylinder for no reason other then it was a ritual he had done for some time and then closed the cylinder back. Trevor asked what he had replaced. JT explained he had some target ammo in there during the flight but this was golden saber 357 now and if there was going to be a fire fight he was going in with that. Everyone seemed to have the same thought and checked their weapons. Tim racked the slide and made sure he had a live round now if needed. They drove on.
Leslie had stayed at Trevor’s house to make some food for everyone when they got back picking up JT and Tim from the airport before the trip they had planned to the mosque. She was busy making cutting vegetables and sandwich additions one of the front motion sensor alarms startled her out of the current normalcy. She looked at the flashing light on the small monitor and could tell someone or something had made it into the main courtyard from near the gate. She reached back for the compact 45 she kept tucked in the middle of her back. She unsnapped the holster and pulled the gun up. She knew well there was a round already in the chamber. She ran to the back room and reached into the closet and grabbed the AR she and Trevor had taken shooting the day before. She grabbed a 30 round magazine and slammed it into place. She walked with both guns in hand and laid the AR across the chair next to the dining room. She would like to have had the 22 from the truck but she was not sure how close whoever or whatever it was that was in the yard would be to the house. If they had just gotten over the fence it should take them a few a minute or so to get to the house she thought to herself. The AR could reach out and touch someone but it could not replace the silencer and the 22. She had made the decision to move out the door with the 45 and get the gun on the the front seat of the truck and duck back in the house. She felt it was worth the chance. If this was a fight with more then one person stealth would be a major advantage. She grabbed the door handle and turned quickly pulling the door open and just beginning to take a step out. To her astonishment there was a man there dress in all black who was knelling in front of the door with what looked like lock-picks. She squelched a scream as he made a quick sound dropping the small metal devices and came up with a can depressing the button as he came up spraying the noxious gas towards he face. She quickly slammed the door but not before some of the pepper spray hit her face on the left side near her eye. She came up with the 45 in her right hand and fired 2 shots through the door as she tuned the dead bolt and ran for the kitchen. Leslie opened the refrigerator carefully and grabbed the milk out and placed it on the counter. She opened the bottle and poured some one the dishtowel and dabbed the skin away from her eye. She was trying not to spread the irritant anymore the humanly possible. She knew it was going to burn but if it got into her eye it could blind her for several minutes and that could prove deadly. She held the towel on her cheek and reached for her cell to call Trevor. There had to be more of them she thought and Trevor had to know before he arrived and was ambushed.
They 5 drove on and kept on eye on the black sedan following them. It had made no move to stop them or in anyway interfere with their travel. They were only minutes from Trevor's house and if they had planned something it would have to be soon. The ringing of the phone broke Trevor's concentration on the sedan and he pushed a button on the steering wheel and answered the call. On the other end a somewhat out of breath Leslie explained what had happened and warned them to not come home. Of course that fell on deaf ears as they were not going to leave her to deal with whatever was at the house herself. “we will be there in less then 5 minutes, we will be coming in the back entrance. Get the AR and keep them off you for as long as you can we will let you know when we are in the courtyard.” Trevor said as he sped up. The sedan was caught off guard as the SUV started speeding away and then passing between cars quickly.
“There is a back entrance about 20 yards from the front gate. I doubt they know it is there. It has a pretty good brush cover and then a hand scanner. It comes out near Jeanie's cabin. Geal and I are going to go through the gate and get to the cabin and arm up and head for my house. You three take out the ones in the car and then Jeanie can lead you up to the house hugging the outter wall. That way you can pick off people from the brush cover or pick off people in the brush cover. There are a couple of 22 in the back for you and Tim. Also if you push the button between your legs when you get out there are two pistol grip 12 gauge with 00 buckshot and a box extra. You will not have much time when we stop until the sedan is here.” Trevor said speaking to no one in particular. “ I hoped we would have some time to get to know each other before this but well shit happens.”
“yes it does and it seems to be happening around me a lot recently. Go for your house we will back you up and take care of the ones in the car. Long live the blood of the patriots. I am proud to be here with you guys no matter how this comes out.” JT said looking up into the mirror and the dark eyes of Jeanie’s dad. The SUV made the last turn down the private road and then sped past the front gate. The car blocking the gate with men taking firing positions behind it were surprised when the SUV sped past and made no effort to ram them. The did not get off a shot as the SUV sped away the taillights glowing as it slowed down the road. The SUV came to a sudden stop as Tim and JT climbed out the back doors with guns at the ready. They could not see the sedan that had been following them but both saw the car blocking the gate and the men behind it. JT had counted 5 men behind the car with guns just waiting for them. Jeanie had grabbed a steel case and pushed it out the side door letting it fall to the ground at JT feet before she climbed out and took the 45 out of her side holster. She reached back and smacked the button just below the seat pillow and the seat flipped up and showed the two shotguns and ammo. JT marveled at the extra guns and wondered if this all went well if he could ask Trevor who did the extra work on his truck. Trevor and Gael had made for the gate and had already worked the hand scanner and were running towards Jeanie’s house. They both had their 45 but in the basement safe Trevor had a pair of AR and 5 30 round mags for each already loaded up. Trevor could hear Jeanie’s dog so they had not made it far enough to shot him yet and that gave him hope that no one was back this far into the property. They made it to the door and that was about the time Trevor remembered he did not have a key and with that frustration and anger he gave the door a mighty kick and it smashed inward. The dog came to see what the commotion was Trevor immediately told him to go rest. He hoped that meant that the dog would head to the bedroom and stay there. All he needed was Jeanie's dog getting shot and then truly all hell would break loose he thought. The two ran down the steps to the basement and Trevor opened the gun-safe on the first try. It helped that he had done this sort of thing under stressful situations but that was along time ago and he was a much younger man. He tossed an AR to Gael and a satchel of magazine and then took the other one for him self. He grabbed the small canvas pouch and took the strap over his head and then ran for the stairs to go up them. As he topped the steps he could hear people in the front room and motioned for Gael to hold his assent. He peeked around the corner and could see one of the men walking towards the hallway and the back bedroom. He cursed under his breath. The sounds coming from around the corner gave him some idea someone was also in the main room on the other side of the wall they faced on the stairs. Trevor knew he had to do something. The man walking back towards the bedroom was almost there and would probably shoot the dog if for no other reason then he was big. He took 2 quiet steps forward and motioned for Gael to go left and check out that room. Just as Trevor was raising his gun and getting an aim on the mans torso a small creaking sound came from the board below his feet. The man began to turn in Trevor’s direction Sam came lumbering out of the back room and clamped onto the side of the mans thigh. The attacker was caught off guard and screamed as his gun shot up into the ceiling. Trevor promptly put two rounds through the left rib cage and the man slumped to the floor with the dog shaking his entire body. It somehow amused Trevor that the dog sniffed the now limp doll and walked back into the bedroom with a somewhat disgusted walk. Gael had taken a couple of steps to the left and could see the man at the other end of the front room. He raised the AR and placed two shots to the mans chest and then turned towards the door. Gael caught movement from outside quick enough to see someone aiming something large. His quick reaction to hit the floor was all that saved him from getting shot. Trevor had melded against the far wall and was pretty sure he was out of sight of the shooter outside. He doubted if they knew how many were in the cabin. A new burst of automatic fire came and shattered the windows and framing. Trevor held the rifle steady and waited. Whoever was shooting was walking back and forth pouring lead into the window all he had to do was walk a little to far to the left and he would be in Trevor's sights. He could see the dark figure as it moved closer and fired again adding more holes to the back wall but hitting very little. Gael was on the floor. Trevor took a moment to glance down and saw Gael laying still as could be as if he were lounging in a field of grass with not a care in the world the only thing that made that scene out of place would be the black AR across his chest. Trevor moved his eye back to the small diopter sites he had on the AR he had grabbed and waited. His finger increasing the pressure little by little until it was at that point it would break and fire.
The dark clad man moved across the front of the house trying to get a better vantage of the person he saw drop to the ground without opening himself up to a return shot. He had stepped closers and moved to the right hand side of the building and could just make out the legs. One...Two More steps and he would be able.
Trevor watched and waited. He had been here before waiting for the target to show itself but he never thought he would be doing it in his own back yard. He would have to make some calls after this. There would be people who knew the person that sent these people to his house and they would have to be dealt with harshly. The mans head came in view and Trevor squeezed the trigger ever so slightly and it broke and the bullet was away. It traversed the short distance before the man could react to the sound. The bullet caught him just above the ear and traveled through his brain and out the other side. He collapsed to the ground with a thud. Gael looked up for the first time and checked for other shooters and could not see any. Trevor ventured a tentative step out and looked around and checked the bushes about 10 yards out and nothing appeared to be moving. Gael rolled over and was up on his knees and then feet and then out the front door to the right to gather some cover from the corner of the house. He made a low whistle and Trevor followed and stood back against the cabin as Gael scoured the landscape in front of them.
Trevor whispered “to the right and up the back trail that is the one they most likely missed. We can hit the house on the back side next to the bedroom. If need be we can go in the window and help Leslie.”
Gael nodded and they were off to the left and headed up a thick brush covered trail to get to the main house.
JT reached in and grabbed one of the shotguns and went around the back door and deposited it into the front passenger seat. He could see men moving up from the main gate and now the dark sedan had come into view. It stopped at the main gate and then slowly moved down the road in their direction. Tim had grabbed the other shotgun and then moved behind the car door and Jeanie had grabbed the metal gun case and opened it on the ground as JT turned to look at what other armaments Trevor had left them. He looked down into the case and had to remember to close his mouth. Two skelatonized 22 with what looked like integral suppressors lay in the case with 3 full boxes of ammunition.
“These were presents for you and Agent Smith. I guess you get them early.” Jeanie said as JT reached down and Jeanie handed him one and he handed it over to Tim and then took the other for himself.
“Nice and I did not even get you flowers.” he said as he looked it over. The black mat finish showing no reflection. He reached under and found the release much like a ruger 10/22 and dropped the magazine. After looking to check for ammo he placed it back and pushed it up. JT reached over and pulled the bolt handle and then let it go. He lay the security six in the front seat as he leveled the rifle and sighted through the 9x scope and could see the men in the brush moving closer. One of the dark clad men was closer to the road and not covered by as much brush. JT sighted the gun and squeezed the trigger. The man walking quickly up the road at the edge near the bushes dropped screaming holding his bleeding knee. Another of the men ran towards him and was caught with a silent smack to the side of the head and was down to the ground and dead. JT looked back at Jeanie and smiled. “bait” was all he said. Tim stood in the door well and steadied the rifle on the top of the SUV. He had a better view of the other 3 men back in the bushes. He targeted the one closet to his group and fired a quick 3 shot burst to the chest and watched as the man grabbed his chest and went down. The other two men looked around as if some demon had swopped in and killed their friend without a sound. JT knew the 22 round was not something to be used against the moving car but he could not help but fire off 5 rounds into the front window of the advancing sedan and 3 more into the radiator.
“Tim Called Dawes ask him to call that... whoever he worked with up and find out who these people are and if they are regular FBI.” JT said as he fired the rounds into the sedan.
Tim handed the 22 to Jeanie with some bit of hesitation and reached into his pocket and pulled out his issued phone. He tapped the speed dial and waited. As he stood behind the door a shot rang out and the glass shattered just as the phone was answered.
“Tim ….shit TIM what is going on” Harold Dawes yelled into the phone.
Tim moved to the front of the SUV and checked for wounds but he was pretty sure there was nothing but some scrapes from the glass. “Hey buddy sorry was getting shot at. Can you call that FBI agent in Minnesota and see if she can tell you if they are doing a raid on that radio lady.”
“I can tell you pretty assuredly that they are not. Everyone is talking about this group inside the FBI and there are a lot of questions being asked with few answers. Hold on a second and keep yourself alive.” Harold said at a much lower tone but still showing he was not happy with the situation his friend now found himself. He looked up and dialed Tessa Mills and waited for her to answer. She answered on the fourth ring and sounded her normally cheerful self. Harold cut her off and explained what he knew of the attack on Jeanie Reynolds and asked if there was something she knew about. She sounded genuinely surprised and said that nothing was going on there that she knew of. She did say a couple of the liaisons had been gone for a few days and the other two had given some excuse to the agent in charge before disappearing much earlier. Harold thanked her and gave her Agent Smiths number and said he might be calling later it appeared he was in a fire fight over at the Reynolds house and was hoping this was not FBI regulars. She quickly asked if she should head that way and see if she could lend a hand. Harold said they could probably take care of what was at the house but he worried that maybe there was a bigger group at the mosque now. He told her to be careful but if she wanted to help she could go and check out the Morgue and see what was going on there. He did not fill her in on the whole story but let her know they might be sending men from there to back up the attack on the Reynolds compound. Tessa said she would call Agent Smith when she had some information and asked Harold to let her know if she could be of any more help. He thanked her and hung up. He switched back over to Tim and let him know that there were no FBI agents in on the raid as far as Tessa knew and she was heading over to make sure they were not backed up by any more from the mosque.
“Thanks buddy for all you have ever done for me and I mean that. I guess I have went all the way with this one. I will call back when I can.” Tim said after getting the information from Agent Dawes.
“TIM...TIM” The line was dead and Harold threw the phone down on the desk knocking pens and desk oddities onto the floor.
“Nope no one that he knows of is just out there doing their jobs.” Tim spoke up over another round of gun fire. He could tell they were using AK the sound was unmistakable. Rounds tore into the back of the SUV shattering all the windows and sending shards of glass flying. Tim looked down the SYV out the front and back shattered windows and saw two men get out of the rear of the sedan. He reached down for the XD and fired 2 shots in each of their general directions making them run for cover to the back of the vehicle.
Jeanie had seen the two men also fired the 45 striking the front windshield directly in front of the drivers seat. The car came to immediate stop as the drivers door opened and a man slipped out. His mistake was not being low enough and Jeanie caught him just below the shoulders and he dropped next to the door.
“ok that works, Kill them all.” JT said flatly. He stood behind the opened back door and turned his attention to the two men coming up in the brush cover. The were still to far to have a clear shot at the people in and around the SUV and JT was pretty sure they felt forgotten in the moment. Gun fire coming from behind the sedan and one lone gunman much further down the road putting rounds downrange with the AK. They had not been forgotten and they had not taken the bait he had hoped they would. The man was still screaming and holding his shattered knee. JT turned the rifle and fired a five shot volley in the brush cover and struck one of the men in the head dropping him to the group. The other attacker finally understanding that they were being shot not by some magic force but a silenced weapon raised his AK and was about to release a barrage onto the SUV but JT was already sighted in and fired again. The first shot hitting into the mans left eye and the other two into the nasal cavity and the forehead... he was dead. JT turned smoothly and fired a single shot to the side of the head and killed the man with the mangled knee. He looked up to the sedan and saw the men at the back firing on the SUV and he could hear Tim and Jeanie returning fire but it was somehow all in some other place. The sounds somehow muffled and the adrenaline fueled rush somehow soothing and... relaxing. He grabbed both shotguns and the box of ammunition walked around the front of the SUV. He handed one off to Tim with about 10 rounds. “here if you can find cover get into the brush and if not get next to Jeanie and draw some fire. I am going to go around the right and try and get behind them.” JT had the 22 slung over his shoulder and then remembered the security six. It did not seem right to go down there without it. Somehow it seemed like he was unprotected with out it the gun being some kind of shield. He slowly walked around the open drivers door and reached over and grabbed the security six.
Jeanie looked up into his calm eyes. “are you ok, what are you doing.”
He looked into her eyes and felt a pang of guilt for his thoughts. She was strikingly beautiful. “ yep you and Tim are going to keep them pinned down I am going to go kill them.” He placed the security six in the holster and walked as if on some nature stroll over to the side of the road and into the dark thicket. Jeanie could only smile and wonder if he had lost his mind but more rounds hit near the door and she returned fire. Tim was now by her side and firing the XD and then loaded 5 rounds into the shotgun and racked the forearm and moved a round into the chamber. He fired a quick three rounds and shattered the side and back windows on the sedan. They grabbed the guns and ammunition and ran for the side of the road and brush cover. They hoped no one had seen them and would continue to fire on the damaged SUV. A new barrage of incoming fire and it was centered on the SUV. Jeanie lay prone on the cool dirt and aimed down the roads edge to the AK shooter who continued to fire on the SUV. She lined up he shot and took careful aim. She fired a quick five round bust into the inner left thigh and watched as the leg became saturated with blood.
Dillon Stood firing the AK at the SUV and tearing away at the cover for these traitors and seditionist. He was part of a special group that could go out and do what needed to be done. There were backed by the IDG and worked for the FBI Director himself. They could do what the other groups could not. They got to crack some heads when needed and make sure the people that needed to be found guilty were found guilty. His rounds continued to hit the large frame breaking windows and putting hole into the shell. He hoped he had hit the ones inside and they were wounded. They needed questions answered. He had heard the rhetoric from the right about what the IDG was but it was bluster. He liked being part of the group he could get things done and if people like reporters got in the way well then they got accidentally shot. He smiled and fired some more. The bolt locked open and the magazine was empty. He grabbed a new one from the coat pocket and slammed it into place and pulled the bolt back to load a round. He fired some more on the destroyed SUV. He had seen the women he wanted her to be alive he wanted to question her. He continued to fire but his vision was blurry and he felt like he had wet himself. He wanted to reach down and feel if he was wet but his hand would not work. His brain was now not receiving anywhere near the needed amount of oxygen to continue with the cognitive process. The five rounds had completely severed the femoral artery and he was dead as soon as it was transected it just took his body twenty or thirty seconds to realize it. He began to feel weak and fell forward his hand still clutching the AK and shooting rounds off wildly. Unfortunately three of those rounds tore into the back of one of his comrades hiding behind the sedan killing him as they cut his spinal column. The other man turned to find his college down and shot from behind. He turned and the man who had been giving cover ;Dillon was down. He jumped to his feet and turned to run.
“that time had long sense passed.” JT said looking into his eyes as he pulled the trigger and shot the man holding the shotgun not six inches from his chest. He flopped back and did not move. JT saw some movement in the front seat and walked around the front of the sedan and looked in through the broken glass. A man was trying to load a semi-auto pistol. He was bloodied and looked close to death. JT pumped the shotgun and raised it slowly and fired slamming the man back into the seat and sending him on to what ever awaited on the other side. JT walked back down to where Jeanie and Tim were now standing and they all three went into the brush and found the back gate entrance. Turned to follow the wall up the main entrance and the house.
Trevor and Gael had made it to the house and the front door was broken in. They had met two men on the trail and dispatched both with quick shots from the AR well one needed an extra head shot since Trevor slipped in some dog poo and missed wide spinning the man around and to the ground racked in pain.
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