Twist and Shout – Chapter 12 – gabriel, standbyme – Supernatural [Archive of Our Own]

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Really obnoxious, flying backup. Who has that? Not to mention the distractions. The mission was clear: kill. To falter.

To speak. There have been mission overrides before. There is a protocol for it. The passcode is given at each brief.

The passcode for this mission is not:. Nonetheless, the mission resets. Unlike other resets, this is not the smooth slotting of a cog into a new process.

The reset is painful: one more landmark on the map of hurts. The Asset watches the mission recede among debris and fire.

It gives the Asset vertigo — that sliding-sideways feeling that results from too long since cryo, when the mind creates non-mission-related distractions that cause increased heart rate and respiration, migraine.

The vertigo lasts long enough for the formerly-kill mission to fall almost out of sight. The Asset cannot protect from outside visual range.

Mission failure: unacceptable. Given the weapon arm and its buttress of metal along the shoulder and spine, the Asset is not buoyant.

Luckily, the Asset has tactical flexibility woven into its tendons, far below the messy, unreliable level of thought and brain.

The mission is now protect. And beat his face to jelly. The Asset drags the objective out of the Potomac and watches, ready to administer CPR despite dislocation and water streaming from the metal arm that has a The Asset leans over, stares.

The metal arm clenches and unclenches. But the target breathes, coughs out water.

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High likelihood of pneumonia. Critical: must avoid. The Asset peels a phone from a weedy-looking kid in a stupid hoodie.

The kid shuts his damn mouth. The Asset knows It has worked as a useful diversion on occasion. Civilians are terrible at navigation.

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The Asset doubles back to ensure that the ambulance arrives quickly. The target can be carried to a hospital if necessary.

Exposure is secondary to protection. The phone makes a sound like a banjo — a sound that makes the Asset wish to rip its own ears off and throw them as far away as possible.

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Response: low priority. The large, out-of-shape EMT drops his backboard at the sight of their patient on the riverbank.

The small woman accompanying him smacks him in the arm, and they curse at one another. This delay causes the Asset to rock back and forth from right foot to left.

Assessment: Rogers needs coffee to combat his grumpiness. To the left is a low brick building, many-windowed, with a large front entrance bearing a sign declaring it a Veterans Administration Regional Benefit Office. Mocha lace insert high leg cupped body young He pulls out his phone.

The EMTs roll the man gently onto the backboard and heave him — the larger with grunts and the smaller with sheer grumpy stubbornness — into the ambulance at a speed approximately half what the Asset would consider adequate.

Once the ambulance has gone, the Asset sets the flesh shoulder against a tree and pops it back into place: one flash of the sort of agony that makes pictures in the brain needles, bright light, the flavor of rubber followed by easing and improved movement.

Less than twelve hours to full healing. The safe house on Avenue G is in shambles. The bank, with its chair and its deep freeze, is not an option.

The Asset cannot protect the mission from cryo.

For basics, the Asset can trust the ridiculous wastefulness of Americans: food and clothing are everywhere for the taking.

Guns and tactical gear are hidden high in a tree in the park near the river; knives will suffice among civilians.

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The phone makes its banjo sound three more times with admonishments to return it to Tyler. The Asset is not consciously aware what the phrase means.

The Asset feels the head nod and lips press together. It is harsh. Message conveyed successfully. The Asset walks in the direction the ambulance took.

Given the general state of falling-apart in the area, other sirens soon help guide the Asset to George Washington University Hospital.

Blood on the face and the flesh hand give the Asset cover — that he is mobile puts him low on the priority list.

The flying man sits on the second floor in an alcove with a dark-haired woman. A troublesome redhead arrives soon after. The Asset sits in a blue plastic chair outside the alcove.

The Asset stares hard at the redhead from under ballcap and hair. He knows she is danger without knowing how he knows it.

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He angles the chair out of her line of sight. He practices looking asleep-not-dead for a long time. Eventually a doctor approaches them. The Asset presses his abdomen: these could be signs of internal bleeding.

The tissue feels pliable. Monitor, he tells himself. Bleeding out from the inside would interfere with the mission. The doctor passes by him.

He pulls out the phone. The Asset makes note to calculate the feasibility of a side mission to return the phone to Tyler and make him eat it, preferably in one piece.

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He throws the cup against the wall.

The phone six new texts and five missed calls reports local time as AtAsset emerges from a stairwell into the still-busy ER. His shoulder no longer aches, and his eyes blink without dragging like sandpaper.

In the hallways of the hospital A tall, dark-skinned woman sets her container down to flip through a chart. Asset grabs the cup as he passes by her.

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He does not expect the hot liquid to burn his tongue. It makes his left hand clench with a soft whirr. Then sweet-fat-rich registers in his mouth; his eyes cross a little, and he staggers.

No wonder civilians are so distracted, with their pudding and their hot drinks. To avoid any examination of pronouns, he peers at the cup.