"You're joking, tell me you're joking?"
Ann shook her head as Stephanie looked between her and the suits. "How in the hell did you even get these," Stephanie exclaimed. "Does Macintyre know?"
"No Jackie kind of sent them here," Ann sighed. "Useing magic."
"Perfect," Stephanie grumbled. "Not only did your girlfriend commit a felony the suits didnt work. You do realize we're going to be fired for this AT BEST!"
"How was Jackie able to get the suits here," Megan asked, trying to keep Stephanie from losing her temper. "Weren't they designed to stop magic?"
"Normally yes," Ann stated. "But the suits were off at the time. That's how Jackie was able to send them here."
"And now you want our help saving her," Megan stated. Ann nodded causing Stephanie to groan in annoyance. "Do you realize how insane that sounds," Stephanie exclaimed. "Your talking about probably breaking into a federal building, destroying the property our company owns, not to mention useing an experimental military weapon against people. You do know what terrorism is do you?!?!"
"Stephanie," Ann said, taking a deep breath. "I know what I'm asking us alot but ever since we started this, it just hasnt felt right. Jackie being captured is my fault I'm going to try and save her, but, I could really use your help."
Stephanie and Megan said nothing, the raven haired executive simply scowling as Megan simply rubbed her chin. "Okay I'll do it," Megan said.
"Are you serious," Stephanie exclaimed.
"Steph," Megan stated. "Ann trusted us enough to not only bring us in on Project: White Knight but to also show us magic. She's our friend, we should help her."
Stephanie bit her lip apprehensively, looking between her friends. "Ugh fine, " she groaned. "But if we end up in prison I get the bottom bunk." Ann smiled, thanking her friends as she embraced them in a tight hug.
"Well," Ann said. "I guess the only thing left to do is decide which ones we want?"
"I call the big one," Megan said quickly, pointing at the large riot suit equipped with heavy armor.
"Fine," Stephanie sighed, pointing at the dark suit designed for aerial combat. "I guess I'll take the black one."
"That leaves the blue infantry suit for me," Ann said. As the three professional gazed at the suits they wondered what exactly they had gotten themselves into.
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Jackie groaned, the last thing she remembered was something coming out of the darkness attacking her.
"Jackie. Jackie. Wake up."
Jackie recognized that voice but it couldn't be. "Cole," she moaned. "Is that you?" The room was still too dark for Jackie but she clearly recognized Cole Harris's voice. "Where are we?"
Before Cole could answer the lights in the room turned on. Jackie was blinded, letting out a small groans her eyes adjusted. As she tried to move she was confused, her arms were in restraints and she was sitting in a chair. As she looked towards Cole she could see he looked tired, Coles beard was long, matted while his hair had grown longer. Jackie could see why he shaved his head. Coles brown hair was in the shape of a horse shoe.
"Cole you're okay," she said.
"I'll manage," he grunted. "Why are you here Jackie? This place is dangerous, you need to find a way out."
"Mr. Harris how are you and your new roommate getting along?"
"Dyson," Cole growled. "Let her go. Shes a kid for christ sakes!"
Jackie looked at the man in black slowly approaching her. Jackie could see Cole straining against his restraints as he approached, cursing as the agent approached.
"Ms. Kirkman," Dyson grinned. "You've been a very bad girl. I'm afraid we're going to have to have a very long chat."