By the time they reached the gate Ianto had locked up the SUV, armed himself with his SIG and was waiting for them.
Jack walked over to an electronic keypad and after studying it for a moment began to work it with his thumbs and the occasion consultation of the wristband on his left arm. It took a few seconds but there was a tell tale, pop as the magnetic field holding the gate shut gave way and it popped open
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Dean nodded, the rifle strapped over his shoulder for the time being with his colt in hand. He stepped up to the indicated side of the door, gun ready.
Jack and Ianto came in behind Dean, Jack breaking to Dean's left, Ianto taking the right, guns drawn.
After a moment, Jack flipped on the Mag Lite, positioning it smoothly beneath his gun hand so that both light and gun where pointing the same direction, sweeping the area.
It looked like a typical summer camp set up, with twin beds sitting side by side, separated by a small table. Some of the beds were made and neat, obviously unused while others were mused up or hand clothing strewn across them.
Towards the back an doorway lead into what looked like a communal shower/toilet/sink area. When Jack's light flashed past that doorway, it was possible that Dean might have seen a moving shadow.
Jack came around immediately, holding up the light into the doorway.
When Dean's body blocked the light as he stepped forward a primeval shriek echoed through the cabin and a slender shadow launched itself at Dean from the side, attempting to jump on his back.
Jack yelled and Ianto was quick on the figure, grabbing her around the waist and yanking her back.
As emaciated as the woman was it was almost a wonder that the young Welshman didn't break her in two as he lifted her off Dean. Screaming, she thrashed wildly, nearly kicking the light out of Jack's hand as he was closing quickly to check on Dean.
When the beam of light flipped across her face, it was possible for Dean to see smears of red around her mouth, nose and cheeks, much the way a lion's muzzle was stained after it had torn into the carcass of a downed water buffalo.
Screeching she twisted wildly in Ianto's arms, begging.
"I'm hungry, I'm so hungry!!"
Twisting, she attempted to take a full on, unhesitating bite out of Ianto's forearm but he quickly grabbed the back of her hair and yanked her head back. Though the movement was calm, his expression was wide eyed as he stared at Jack over her shoulder.
Kneeling beside Dean down, Jack stared right back for a long moment before he shook his head and looked at Dean.
"Shit." Dean edged over. "She looks like she hasn't eaten in a month." He turned once he was pretty sure Ianto had the situation in hand, scanning the rest of the room. "There were a couple of others on the scanner, right?"
Reaching out, Jack caught the woman's hair and lifted her head, looking at her. She was docile now mostly because she was nearly unconscious with hunger, her eyes unable to focus though she took an almost instinctive snap at Jack's wrist
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Dean nodded and moved quickly to the desk, flipping on the light and looking over the computer, the pamphlets, and what looked like a register of recent members.
"You called me to a fat camp?"
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Jack walked over to an electronic keypad and after studying it for a moment began to work it with his thumbs and the occasion consultation of the wristband on his left arm. It took a few seconds but there was a tell tale, pop as the magnetic field holding the gate shut gave way and it popped open ( ... )
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Reaching for the knob, Jack tested it and felt it give under his hand. Looking across the way, he nodded his direction to Dean.
He'd push the door, Dean to take point.
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Finding it apparently empty -- of pretty much everything -- he nodded to Jack.
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After a moment, Jack flipped on the Mag Lite, positioning it smoothly beneath his gun hand so that both light and gun where pointing the same direction, sweeping the area.
It looked like a typical summer camp set up, with twin beds sitting side by side, separated by a small table. Some of the beds were made and neat, obviously unused while others were mused up or hand clothing strewn across them.
Towards the back an doorway lead into what looked like a communal shower/toilet/sink area. When Jack's light flashed past that doorway, it was possible that Dean might have seen a moving shadow.
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When Dean's body blocked the light as he stepped forward a primeval shriek echoed through the cabin and a slender shadow launched itself at Dean from the side, attempting to jump on his back.
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He was a little busy trying to keep from getting his face bitten off.
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As emaciated as the woman was it was almost a wonder that the young Welshman didn't break her in two as he lifted her off Dean. Screaming, she thrashed wildly, nearly kicking the light out of Jack's hand as he was closing quickly to check on Dean.
When the beam of light flipped across her face, it was possible for Dean to see smears of red around her mouth, nose and cheeks, much the way a lion's muzzle was stained after it had torn into the carcass of a downed water buffalo.
Screeching she twisted wildly in Ianto's arms, begging.
"I'm hungry, I'm so hungry!!"
Twisting, she attempted to take a full on, unhesitating bite out of Ianto's forearm but he quickly grabbed the back of her hair and yanked her head back. Though the movement was calm, his expression was wide eyed as he stared at Jack over her shoulder.
Kneeling beside Dean down, Jack stared right back for a long moment before he shook his head and looked at Dean.
"You okay
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Lifting his left arm, he tapped on the wristband and then frowned at the readings.
"Human," he said with an air of disbelief and he even gave his wrist a slight shake, as if the device might be broken.
A moment later, her struggles ceased, no doubt due to exhaustion and she went limp in Ianto's arms, crying.
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"Motherfucker. Someone's doing this on purpose,"
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