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DEAD OR ALIVE - complete
Topic Started: Dec 2 2007, 04:59 AM (2,173 Views)
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Dead or Alive

(* Special thanks to #1bionicfan for the idea for this story.)

Chapter One

Steve was completely suited up and minutes from boarding the Command Module for his second journey to Skylab when NASA's radio system went crazy, temporarily suspending the countdown. The U.S. Government Alert channel superseded anything else on the airwaves, so the crew had no choice but to wait...and listen.

All units, government and domestic agencies, this is a Priority 1A. Be on the lookout for Jaime Lyn Sommers, female Caucasian, 28 years of age, five feet, ten inches, blonde hair, hazel eyes. Subject is to be immediately remanded to the custody of the National Security Bureau. While every effort must be taken to secure her alive, she is considered Extremely Dangerous and must be apprehended by whatever means become necessary.

Steve had removed all of his equipment and was down to civilian clothes by the time the transmission had ended. As his stunned colleagues stared in disbelief, he broke every NASA protocol by announcing to everyone and no one in particular “Call in the alternate; I'm outta this one.”

“Can he do that?” someone whispered.

“He just did.”

Indeed, Steve was already out of the building and commandeering a chopper from the hands of a junior officer who was too shocked to argue. The young man stood on the tarmac and shrugged at the approaching crowd of NASA engineers.

Immediately upon leaving the ground, Steve got on the radio, tuning it to the OSI's frequency. “Russ, it's me,” he said tersely when Oscar's second-in-command answered the signal. “Get Oscar - now.”

“Steve?” Oscar responded, obviously stressed beyond his limit, “aren't you mid-countdown?”

“Mission's been scrubbed – for me, anyway. Oscar, where's Jaime? What's going on?”

“You heard.”

“Yeah, I heard – what the Hell?” Steve demanded.

“Jack Hansen has a custodial warrant -”

“Tell me the part I don't know! They practically said 'Wanted, Dead or Alive'!”

“That part's in the print-out, Pal,” Oscar told him quietly.

“What did she do?”

“Steve....I don't think you should get involved -”

“I AM involved, dammit! This is Jaime we're talking about! Tell me what's going on!”

“Jaime came into my office this morning and handed me her resignation; she's left the OSI.”

(....to be continued)
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You haven't put part three up yet on BVSMDM so I again cheated and slipped over here to see if there was another posting. Once again it paid off. This is really getting good. I hope Steve can convince Jaime to come back. I love this remake of ON THE RUN. It is very good so far. I'm also glad you involved Steve in it. I always felt he should have been there in the first on.

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I agree with Holly on that. I am loving every second of this story That I was the impersion for b4e. I never like the oringal on the run because Steve is the only person who knows what Jaime is feeling he all ways had. Hurry up with more b4e please..........




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Chapter Four

In a different set of circumstances, it was Jaime's favorite kind of place: rustic, cozy and even more isolated than her parents' cabin had been. “There's two bedrooms; take your pick,” Steve told her. He peeked into the first one. “There's some clothes in here, if you wanna change later.”

“Your contact – she's a woman?”

“No, but he's a good friend who takes direction well and owed me more than a few favors. There's plenty of food, if you're hungry.”

Jaime sank wearily into the nearest chair. “Maybe later.”

Steve spotted the pile of freshly-cut wood and set about lighting the fireplace. “Should warm up in here pretty quickly.” To him, Jaime looked shell-shocked and he guessed that her shiver was from something other than the chill in the outside air. He took an afghan from the back of another chair and draped it over her, then crouched down to look her directly in the eyes. “Are you alright?” Jaime nodded wordlessly, and Steve took both of her hands in his, rubbing the palms gently with his thumbs. “Talk to me?”

Jaime shook her head, closing her eyes briefly as though shutting out a bad memory, and when she opened them, her expression was sad but resolute. “Chris did this,” she whispered, barely able to believe her own words.

“What?”

“I – I don't know what he was thinking, but...Chris is the one who talked me into resigning.”

Steve was sure that Chris, as a long-time CIA man, knew exactly which wheels Jaime's attempted resignation would set into motion. It was a betrayal of the worst possible kind, and it was obvious from her pain-filled expression that Jaime knew it, too. “I am so sorry...” he told her softly, gripping her hands and waiting as he sensed she had more to say.

She did. “He kept saying that they wanted too much from me, that they were taking me for granted, and that I needed to tell them that it wasn't ok. He...set me up...didn't he? Why?”

Steve couldn't bear to see Jaime cry. He perched himself on the arm of the chair, to gently brush away her tears, and she leaned into his chest as she began to sob in earnest. His arms encircled her almost automatically as he tried to absorb her grief and give her some sort of comfort. He pulled her closer as the dam holding her emotions in check finally burst completely and the pain came flooding out. She had no more words, and as she gradually quieted, Steve felt her relax in his arms as her body gave in to the stress and fatigue; Jaime was sound asleep. He lifted her carefully, along with the blanket, and laid her down gently on the bed, easing its covers down and then spreading them over her. He finished tucking her in with a soft, tender kiss on her forehead, then turned out the light and headed back out to the main living area to tend the fire – and to think.

He was still sitting there when, just after sunrise, Jaime came padding down the hall to join him. “Morning....” she said quietly, feeling a little shy after her outburst of emotion the night before. She sat down next to him on the sofa and placed her hand lightly on his arm. “Did you sleep at all?”

“I was....thinking.” He nodded toward the little side table, where a fresh, steaming mug awaited her. “I made coffee. When I heard you up and around in there, I poured you some.”

“Thank you.” After a deep swallow of the cocoa-laced coffee, she looked at him solemnly. His emotions were always something Steve kept close to the vest, but she was finding it even harder than usual to read him. “Steve? I – I'm sorry you had to get dragged into this. It's probably not too late, if you wanna go back. I'll be ok, and -”

“Who did the dragging?” Steve asked with a lopsided grin. “I'm here because I chose to be.” He looked deep into Jaime eyes and felt a momentary spark of....something, but quickly pushed the thought away. “Can I ask you something?”

“Yeah?”

“Are you in love with Chris?”

Jaime took a deep, quivering breath. “I...don't think so. I mean, I thought I was, but...” her face turned light crimson and she looked away, suddenly seeming to find her coffee extremely fascinating.

“What is it?” Steve probed gently.

“I guess I did have....um....strong feelings for him. I almost thought I loved him, but something kept me from saying it or even fully believing it.” Jaime looked up again, caught his gaze and this time, didn't look away. “I couldn't figure it out until – well, until right now. I couldn't commit to Chris, couldn't love him wholeheartedly, because....” Jaime wasn't sure if she could – or even should – say it, but the calm, loving acceptance from Steve's eyes and from his entire being, spurred her on. “Steve, my mind may have forgotten what we shared, how much we meant to each other, but....my heart never did. I couldn't give my heart to Chris because....it already belongs to you.”

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I love where this is going. Can't wait to read more.
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I also love the direction this story is going.
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I think I feel love in the air. Shame on Chris he should have know better. You have to make this turn out so everybody is happy. Keep it coming.

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IHBVK DI6DTE DI6DTE b4e, loving every word so far I just can not stand that chris.



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Chapter Five

Jaime couldn't believe she'd actually said it, but there it was. She reached up to softly touch Steve's face. “I love you,” she told him, eliminating any doubt. “Maybe Chris could sense it, and that's why he did...what he did.”

“No excuse,” Steve said, drawing her a little closer. “He had to realize you wouldn't just willingly go where the NSB wanted to put you; you could've been killed!” He spared Jaime from hearing the list of a hundred and ten different painful ways he'd thought of to make Chris pay, while he'd been sitting up all night, but they were sounding better by the moment. “The NSB doesn't fool around -”

“I figured that out when they shot at us.” Jaime snuggled into his arms, amazed by how 'right' it felt. “I meant what I said about you going back. Now – before it's too late.”

“No way; we're in this together. I love you, Jaime, and I'm not about to let anyone hurt you – not Williams, Hansen or the NSB.”

“What are we gonna do?”

“We need to lie low for awhile. I'd like to touch bases with Oscar, but not at his office. Maybe tonight, after it gets dark, I'll jog into Cardston and see if I can reach him at home.” He smiled at Jaime as his fingertips brushed the hair from her eyes. “We won't make any move until I know it's safe.”

“I trust you,” Jaime said, very softly. She tilted her head just enough to be able to brush her lips across Steve's and then gasped quietly at the jolt of sensation that ran through her. “Are you hungry?” she asked, flustered by the heat the small gesture had created. “I could make you some eggs.”

“I'll help you,” Steve agreed, “a little later.” She looked so beautiful in the early light, and it had been far too long since he'd last held her in his arms. Like a starving man with a plate of prime rib, Steve claimed Jaime's lips slowly and tenderly, savoring every second and deepening the kiss as he felt her mouth and body responding eagerly.

Most men would have scooped her up and carried her off to a nearby bed, but Steve wouldn't let himself exploit her vulnerability; that was Williams' style, not his. When their breath became ragged and their bodies started to crave more, Steve lightened his touch and pulled back. Jaime understood without explanation; she loved him all the more for it.

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Steve forced himself to sit in a booth and drink a third cup of coffee. He figured that a man pacing the floor of a tiny Canadian coffee shop might tend to draw a bit of attention, so he sat tensely, unable to do anything but worry. After several tries, he was still unable to reach Oscar at home. What was happening back in D.C.? Had Oscar been taken into custody, like Chris was? And how much longer would it be before Jaime broke her promise to stay in the cabin and came looking for him, to see what was taking so long? One more try, he decided, and he'd have to go back; no matter how safe and well-hidden her location might be, Jaime – all alone – was extremely vulnerable.

Oscar's private line rang only once. “Steve, is that you?” Oscar asked anxiously.

“It's me.”

“Are you alright? Is Jaime alright?”

“We're ok...for now. What's happening there? Burning the midnight oil?”

“They raided my office, looking for any of your private files I might have hidden away.”

“Jaime's – and mine, too?” Steve asked. The dead silence on the other end was not a good sign. “Oscar?”

“Just yours, Pal.”

“So they know I'm still on planet Earth? And they know I'm helping Jaime?” Steve concluded. “All this trouble for a Fugitive Warrant?”

“It's worse than that, Steve – a lot worse.” Oscar cleared his throat and took a deep drag from his cigar. “Seems Chris Williams has been doing some talking.”

“Oh no...hasn't he done enough damage? Oscar – he talked Jaime into giving you that resignation.”

“He – what?” Oscar thundered. Steve heard the unmistakable sound of Oscar's fist hitting his coffee table. “I wondered about him before, but now I know he's lost his mind!”

“What happened?” Steve asked, already dreading the answer.

“Chris gave a statement to Hansen and Parr, claiming Jaime had called him up to the cabin because she wanted to turn herself in.”

“So he wants to play Hero-Boy now?”

“There's more. He said you physically prevented her from doing the right thing, and that you took her away by force.”

“What?”

“His version – which the NSB is going with, hook, line and sinker at this point – is that you kidnapped Jaime out of jealousy, took her out of the country and away from him...and that you might even try to kill her.”

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Oooh, that Chris is a real snake, but I'm sure he'll get his. Keep up the great work b4e.
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You said it "Tigerlilly' I never did like Chris. He's a whimp. Come on B4E get them out of this!!!

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@#$ That dirty rat chris .How could anyone think that Steve would hurt Jaime.Hurry back b4e we are waiting with baited breathe for our love birds to get out of this one.










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Chapter Six

“We have to go back,” Jaime insisted when Steve told her the news. “Now – tonight.”

Steve wrapped her gently in his arms. “At the risk of sounding like I'm keeping you here against your will, not a chance.”

“Steve, these are serious Federal charges! I'd rather live in their damned zoo than see you shipped off to Leavenworth! Besides, we can't let Chris get away with this!”

“It could all be a trap,” Steve pointed out, “to get us to go running back there so they can nab you. Not gonna happen.”

“Oscar knows you're innocent, right?”

“I...think so.”

“Well, I'm sure he'd help us.”

Steve could literally see the light in Jaime's eyes that told him her mind was made up and she'd already moved on to planning her next move. “We're not doing anything rash like going back to Washington. Sweetheart, they'll put you away – and I doubt it'll be in their zoo, now.”

“They'll put YOU away if we don't!” Jaime pleaded. “I could at least call Hansen and -”

“No, Jaime.”

“And let him know I'm not dead or in any danger,” she concluded stubbornly.

“And then you can raise the white flag above your head and say 'Come and get me' – because he'll have that call traced before you finish your sentence.”

“Let's not argue,” Jaime said softly. “There are better ways to get rid of tension, you know.”

Steve grinned. “Is that a fact? Were you thinking of a little ten-mile run, or chopping down a few trees, or -”

Jaime's lips closed over his and precluded any more words. The kiss deepened quickly, and Steve saw a need in her eyes that matched his own, so rather than fight it he picked her up and carried her down the hall. There was a lot of tension to be released, and passion was a much better outlet than arguing, any day.

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Steve woke up the next morning to the smell of bacon and eggs. He found Jaime happily puttering around the little kitchenette, humming to herself as she set two plates on the table. “Good morning!” she said cheerfully, kissing him as she poured his coffee. “Eat hearty, Colonel.” She sat down across the tiny table from him, looking extraordinarily pleased with herself. “As soon as you're through,” she announced, “we have a plane to catch.”

“Huh?”

“Well, I have a plane to catch. You get to be my pilot.”

“Jaime....”

“It's all worked out,” she said in a happy voice, although she was eying him carefully, hoping he wouldn't be angry. “I – um – took a little jog while you were asleep, and I made a couple of phone calls. We're going back to Washington, and Steve? We're gonna win!”

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“C'mon, admit it – it's a foolproof plan!” Jaime exulted, once they were airborne.

“I don't know about that -” Steve chuckled at the way Jaime stuck out her lower lip in a perfect pout, letting it quiver ever-so-slightly while she made a sad, puppy-dog face at him. “Nothing's completely foolproof, but it's a great plan,” he admitted. He reached over to gently caress Jaime's cheek before turning his attention back to the instruments. “And I am so proud of you. Ya done good, Kid.”

“Kid? Ha!” Jaime grinned back at him, just the same. “Promise me something?”

“The moon, the stars – anything you want, Sweetheart.”

“When Chris falls for it – and he will – don't make this into the Showdown at the OK Corral....?”

“Except that.”

“Steve, promise me! Please...?”

“I will make every effort to ensure he gets the justice he so richly deserves,” Steve stated with an affirmative nod.

“Somehow, that doesn't make me feel better.”

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“I guess they were expecting us,” Steve noted as he made his first pass over the OSI's airstrip. “That's one hell of a welcoming committee.” In addition to the chopper he needed, Steve could see Oscar's long, black car and two unmarked vans belonging to the NSB. He looked over at Jaime before beginning the descent. “It's not too late to change our minds, you know,” he said softly. “Are you sure you wanna do this? I mean, if Chris doesn't buy it or if something goes wrong, Hansen's got you.”

“It's gonna work,” Jaime insisted. “But...if it doesn't, if something happens, I want you to either get back in the chopper and get away, or just start running and don't stop until you're safe.”

“I'm not leaving you behind to twist in the wind all alone.”

“I'm a big girl; I can handle it. Please, Steve...?”

Steve took a brief moment to look into her eyes. “I love you,” they both said, at exactly the same time, flashing each other very nervous smiles. Steve gave Jaime's hand a quick squeeze and began his landing. The plan seemed foolproof, and it simply had to work; if it failed, there'd be no second chance.

Jaime kissed him for luck before she stepped off the plane. Steve could only watch as Oscar met her on the tarmac, followed close behind by Jack Hansen. Special Agent Gregory and an assistant boarded the plane to fit Steve with a wire while Jaime – with Oscar at her side – got into one of the NSB vans. Steve prayed that the next time he saw her, it wouldn't be through a set of iron bars.

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Jaime was driven to an NSB satellite office, where she was escorted to a phone on an untraceable line. After several deep, calming breaths, she dialed Chris's number. “It's me,” she told him in a strong, steady voice.

Chris was stunned. “Jaime? Where are you?”

“I'm here, in DC. I don't wanna run anymore, Chris. I wanna turn myself in, but....I'm scared.” Jaime tried to put just the right amount of nervous tension into her words. “Will you – can you help me?”

“Of course, Honey. I'll come and get you and drive you there myself, if you want.”

“Can we talk first? I just need to calm down and get my head straight before we do this.”

“Sure,” Chris told her. “Of course. Where should I meet you?”

Jaime winked at Oscar, letting him know that Chris had taken the initial bait wholeheartedly. “The OSI Building, on the roof. I can be there in ten minutes.”

“I'll be there in five, and I'll wait for you. You're doing the right thing, Jaime.”

“Thank you.” Jaime hung up the phone and grinned at Oscar. “Yep – I am definitely doing the right thing. Too bad Hero Boy doesn't know what that is.”

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Oooh, I can't wait to find out what Jaime's plan is. Another great chapter b4e.
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I hope this plan works. B4E you should have told us. Oh well the more suspensful the better I guess.

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I hope jaime's plan works that chris is a low down snake.

Hurry back b4e.


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