School Daze

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It's been over a week now since Angie, Patrick and Liz have been working undercover. They've managed to discover that the children were sent off to an advanced learning academy in upstate New York.

After more undercover work was done, failing students were found to have grades that were above the highest ranked students on Earth. Ianto has taken the four to find out what's happening; and to eventually put a stop to it.

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Patrick returned from scouting around the building "This place gives me the creeps and I once lived in Chinatown for a month," he said softly, "the bars on the windows seem normal but the number of computer labs worry me alot."

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Angie was still in a horrible mood overall, and Patrick taking charge of a situation, even in the smallest sense didn't help that any. She couldn't deny the school was just plain wrong, but what was it about it.

"Why don't we just go in there, find the kids, get 'em out and get this over with?" She never was very good at teamwork, or being able to separate her emotions from a dangerous situation.

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"What I want to know is how there was such a miraculous change in these kids. Kids are smart, but they don't just flip like a switch. Not unless something happened to them, something big."

She was not entirely sure what might have been being done to the children is a bad thing. Improved test scores, safe secure environment, other kids around to play with. It seemed like a good situation, one she's have even enjoyed as a child herself over growing up in a secret FBI basement.

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Ianto stares at the school, it's not a pleasant sight either but he lets Patrick go about scouting it. The entire undercover situation, was very unpleasant for the Welshman.

His hand slips into his coat to make sure the Glock in there is easy to unsure. "If we go in there too fast? We risk loosing everything that we've worked for." He waits for Patrick to give word that it's all clear.

"You're right Liz, kids don't change over night, even with the greatest teacher it doesn't happen this fast."

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"Teachers are in the lounge, one of them checks the labs every twenty minutes," Patrick replies, "there is also guards at the front and back door and no one goes in or out without an id pass."

He places a quick hand on Ianto's shoulder in support and shoots a "Cool it" look at Angie.

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There's an eyeroll Ange makes no attempt to hide at all three of the others, then the equivalent of the middle finger with her eyes at Patrick. The fact he's being so sweet and supportive of Ianto brings back bad memories. They were good memories at the time, but now they makes Angie's stomach churn with anger.

"Then we need ID passes, no biggy." She says with an 'everything's cool' attitude. "You got one don't ya? Get some more." She nods to Patrick.

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You could cut the tension in the air with a knife, and it's not making Liz any less apprehensive. "What if we get caught, then Patrick loses all that headway he's worked for." She's looking at Ianto for direction, not sure who's side to take on this matter. "I don't....I don't think like that idea." She adds softly.

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Ianto watches Angie, he swallows his breath a bit. He's going to have to be careful with this one, but they have a mission to do, and his eyes fall on the doors. "You do have our ID badges?" He asks Patrick in a whispered voice.

His eyes wander over towards Liz, he gives her a concerned frown. "We're going to avoid that if we can help it. We don't have much time to get them out."

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Patrick nods ignoring his ex lover for the moment. "I've got them," he says pulling a set of the blue plastic cards and handing one to Ianto and Liz. "They think I'm coming for a tour of the place and we can say you three are possible clients.

He straightens his suit jacket and offers the last card to Angie.

"Coming," he asks trying to keep his tone pleasant.

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She snatches the card from Patrick, still uncomfortable with the fact he's doing anything right. Sure, when no one else is around she might, just might be able to let herself start to believe the guys not a total fuck up, but right now her defenses are just to high, those old instincts too strong.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world."

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There's a grumble under her breath as Liz afixes the ID badge to her jacket, sliding on a pair of sunglasses to hide the worry in her eyes a moment after.

"Play nice, kids." Liz is already wondering just how much deep breathing and self control it's going to take her to keep from sparking if those two keep it. She gets that Angie's scared, they're ALL scared. Top that with the fact they're trying to rescue kids and this only makes the situation more desperate. "Keep your mind on the mission, and bitch at each other later, right?" Of course this could work to their advantage, if people who are supposed to be teammates don't end up killing each other before they get the job done.

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Ianto motions for the others, he knows they don't exactly have the luxury of time. He looks to the others, he wants to get those kids out first. "Angie think you can help me with getting those kids out?"

"Liz and Patrick? Distract the teaching staff," Ianto simply instructs, he points to a school bus down at the end of the road. The drive in that was simply brutal.

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Patrick grins and pats his suit jacket. "If my natural charms don't work then I have a new toy I've been itching to try out." He offers his arm to Liz.. "Shall we make some chaos love," he asks settling into his social worker persona.

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"Whatever ya want me to do." Angie notes the bus and the doors on the building. If needed they could perhaps use multiple exits to speed getting the kids away from this place. If there's anything Angie's good at it's a quick escape in crunch time.

She eyes her former lover holding his arm out to Liz, acting a perfect gentlemen. There's an eyeroll, and she can't resist be a bitch just a little bit more. "Make sure he don't try and grab your ass, honey!" She shouts louder than she should.

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After a seconds hesitation at Angie's warning, Liz links her arm through Patrick's. "God, she really hates you." She mutters before she smooths the skirt of her dress and psyches herself up to get into deception mode. She can lie just fine; she lies to herself and to the people she cares about on a fairly regular basis, but it's never mattered the way it does now before.

"Bail me out if I start to get screwed up and I'll keep her from slapping you, OK?" She promises Patrick after a few deep breaths that are supposed to be calming, but really aren't.