Blast Zone

Chapter 7

"Solace! Get your head out of that magazine!" Naomi yelled at her co-worker "We have literally five hours to figure where the bomb is, stop it and find the culprits!"

"Actually we have seven," Will di Angelo muttered as Nico Solace put the accused magazine down.

"I know that! But I would like to spend Halloween with my boyfriend watching horror movies and he gets here in just over 5 hours!"

"Calm down Naomi," Archie Roy told his leader "We can't have our leader stressed out on something,"

"I know Roy," Naomi said "But we have to find this bomb. There have been several bombs in different major cities. This is the capital of America and we literally have a single typed note which literally tells us nothing about it,"

"We know," Connor Jones said "So let's go through this slowly and carefully. What does the note say?"

"There is a bomb. It is somewhere in Washington. You have nine hours starting from 10am." Chase Flaggon read the note.

"Okay so the bomb in in Washington. Probably central where it would cause the most damage like the other bombs," Roy said.

"The bombs also went off near Tracy Enterprise but far enough that they weren't effected by the blast,"

"If you're implying that my boyfriend could be the target..." Naomi trailed off

"Naomi..." Flaggon said "It can't be Virgil. His plane comes in well before the deadline. Two hours before it actually,"

"Yeah, you're right. But check the airport anyway. Terrorists can and will detonate earlier if we don't follow their instructions," Naomi agreed, shaking the thought of horror away "So anywhere near the white house, any government buildings and airports, mainly Dulles International Airport, are to be searched. Solace and I will head the search at the Dulles International Airport. Roy and di Angelo you're to go to the White House. Flaggon and Jones check over airports. Keep in contact with me. Clear?"

"Clear," Naomi's workmates agreed.

"Stop tapping on my dash Winchester," Solace complained. The black haired, blue eyed FBI agent was annoyed at his team leader. The brown haired, blue eyed women glared at him.

"Do you know what my last name means?" Solace asked. Naomi shrugged.

"It means to comfort in times of great of stress. We're all here for you Naomi. Have you texted Virgil yet?"

"I've sent 24 texts. He's probably either flying the plane, waiting for a plane in New York or doing pre-flight checks,"

"Okay then. Well you can hope that he'll be fine," Solace told her. Naomi looked out the window.

"Let's hope so,"

Naomi Winchester and Nico Solace had only just passed through the gate to long term parking when the bomb exploded. The main building collapsed. Fires started flaring up. Thousands of people were trapped inside.

"Winchester to Jones and Roy. Come in Jones and Roy," Naomi talked into her radio. Roy's and Jones' voices came back soon after.

"Roy here. Hearing you loud and clear captain,"

"Copy that Winchester. Go ahead,"

"The bomb has exploded at Dulles International Airport," Naomi told her team "I repeat. The bomb has exploded. Meet with Solace and myself in Long Term parking zone E,"

"Fifteen minutes out captain," Roy's voice told Naomi.

"We'll be there soon," Jones agreed "Call 911,"