Taking Down The Warren

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Taking Down The Warren

They were all in positions, as far as he could tell and he gazed at his manipulator that had been enhanced with the tracking devices.  Calling up the display, which hovered like a hologram over his wrist with an areal view of the warehouse and the surrounding areas, Jack counted dots.  White dots for the werewolves, forty-three of them now.  The ones from around the city had returned this afternoon to sleep away the daylight hours.  Light green for the human operatives.  Deep yellow-gold for the Jacks because of what they were infused with.  Peter, Kate and Liz were a soft blue, mutated humans.  Red and Alisa didn't show up at all because of what they happened to be.

"Role call everyone.  Team Alpha at the rear entrance.  Jack, Gadget, Gwen, all here.  Team Beta?"  They were at the front entrance, the first to go in.  He listened for New York Jack, his wife, and Kate to call out.  Good.  "Team Gamma?"  They were also at the front.  The other Jack from New York, Rose Tyler, Red and Liz Sherman.  Again, he waited for the all clear.  They were damage control, defense.  "Team Delta?"  His other Jack, Peter Petrelli and Renee, up on the roof.  Their job was strictly support, to clean out the top of the warehouse, to back up the Rift team or extract damaged agents.

When the all clear was sounded, he turned back to those in the SUV, running intelligence from the Hubs.  Both Iantos, Jackie and Owen for triage.  Just in case.

"All right folks.  Beta and Gamma, it's your show."

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You guys can keep on going. I have to grab my laundry and will be afk for a bit.

[cpt-51century.livejournal.com]

Bagging and tagging ended remarkably well. No one was injured, thankfully, though Owen did look like puppy chow at least twice. The two groups met back up in the center of the room, right where the rift was.

"How many did you find?" Jack asked the other group. "We tranq'd...seven was it? There's another that's in very bad shape."

[timecaptain.livejournal.com]

Jack was completely ready to head home. He had a splitting headache and he could really go for a shower and a nap. In that order. He shoved his gun into his waistband, sliding his hand over his neck.

[iwasforgiven]

"There's four of them. So eleven together..." Jack fights back the groan, the groan of the small warren in that subway tunnel.

Things went very well here, he's happy a very happy Captain. He liked what he saw between the two teams. "What do you plan on doing with them?" He's got space, if he needs to he can dig out more room in one of the subway tunnels to place them. If anything, they can put these guys in with the small New York Warren and seal it off.

[cpt-51century.livejournal.com]

"The Doctor said he would find a planet for them where they could live in peace without having to resort to eating people. I'll let him know that he can come and pick these guys up."

Jack offered his counterpart his hand and pulled him into a hug, patting his back.

"Thanks. To you and your people."

[iwasforgiven]

Jack returned the hug, it felt good it really did. "We couldn't do this without them." He patted his friend's back, and gave him a nice kiss in return.

He's glad there's a place for them to go, it's better they have somewhere to roam. It's better than being confined to a cage, like many of his recent recruits.

"I'd love to see more of them working like this."