Not Completely Crazy

Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Wait a minute...aren't you supposed to be in jail?

"What a great convention this is turning out to be. Don't you agree?" Haywire said as she loosened her neon green tie then stretched her arms over her head.

"It would have been better if you stayed within my line of sight," Highlander grumbled as he rubbed his temples in hopes of getting rid of his oncoming migraine.

"Oh please, like I could stay in one place for too long. There was way too many things to examine and question about. Besides, I was in your line of sight for a good portion of the time," Haywire defended as she stood in front of her door while kicking off her black pumps. "Well I'm off for a long shower and a bit of tinkering. Night, Highlander," Haywire said as she waved lazily while watching Highlander enter his room with a tired yawn. Smiling, Haywire turned to open her door, but stopped when she saw something out of the corner of her eye. Turning, Haywire almost screamed in shock.

Further down the hall was McCullen, a.k.a, Destro. He was walking briskly down the hall way while trying to be discreet. Making a snap decision, Haywire chucked her shoes into her room then snuck her way down the hallway barefoot.

"Curse my lack of grace. Snake Eyes should be doing this, not me," Haywire grumbled under her breath as she tried to stay close enough to Destro without alerting him. "I thought the Alpha Team captured him and Cobra..." Haywire said as she saw Destro enter a room. Quietly stalking over to the door, she carefully placed her ear against the door.

"Did anyone see you?" A raspy voice that Haywire recognized to be Cobra Commander's asked.

"Of course no one saw me. The people around here are bloody oblivious," Destro replied in his thick accent.

"Now who is at this convention that I should be concerned about?" Cobra Commander asked. Haywire furrowed her brows as she struggled to hear Destro's reply.

"They are all amateurs that are trying to impress big corporations. Only a few of them have a chance of becoming something great...in the next hundred years," Destro said with a demeaning scoff. "But there is someone here that I don't recognize. A, Hayley Rosenfield. It doesn't say what corporation she's the head of but she is marked as VIP," Destro said as he racked his brain for any thought of who this woman was.

"Sounds familiar. But until we know more about this woman, we don't act. Send one of our lackeys to find out about this, Hayley Rosenfield," Cobra Commander said with a definitive tone.

"Yes sir," Destro said. Haywire didn't stay to hear if there was anything else of importance. She quickly but quietly walked down to the end of the hall, and once she was positive that Destro and Cobra Commander couldn't hear her, she bolted down to Highlander's room.

"Wake up! Oh come one wake up please!" Haywire pounded while pleading through the thick door.

"You better have a good reason to be waking me up, Haywire," Highlander grumbled as he effortlessly caught Haywire's thin wrist before she knocked on his chest.

"We can't talk about it out here," was all Haywire muttered through her shaking lips. Seeing how distressed she looked, Highlander dragged her into his room.

"Spill," was the simple command.

"Cobra Commander and Destro are here, in this hotel. They're trying to figure out who they should recruit or kill," Haywire started before Highlander placed a hand over her mouth.

"Woah, woah, woah. Those two are heavily locked down at the Pit. There's no way they are here," Highlander said before Haywire cut him off.

"They are here. Unless you know someone else that's walking around with a metal face?" Haywire said as she crossed her arms.

"Fine, I'll check in with HQ. Does that make you happy?" Highlander asked, getting an affirmative nod in return. Sighing, he walked over to his laptop and started a secure chat channel to the base. They waited as the static cleared, revealing the confused face of Breaker and General Hawk.

"What's going on you two?" Hawk asked once the image was clear.

"Haywire wanted to check something," Highlander said as he moved aside to reveal the stressed weapons tech.

"What's going on, Haywire?" Hawk asked with an all business tone.

"Are Cobra Commander and Destro in the base holding cells?" Haywire asked bluntly.

"Why do you ask that?" Breaker piped up in confusion.

"She thinks she saw Destro in the hotel," Highlander explained in exasperation.

"And like I asked earlier; how many guys do you know with metal faces?" Haywire asked. General Hawk was far too busy thinking to reprimand Haywire for her whining.

"Someone check the holding cells, stat!" General Hawk shouted. "And I don't mean looking at the security camera!" he further explained when he saw someone switch over to the security cameras.

"Sir, you can't be serious," Highlander said when someone ran out to check the Joes' holding cell.

"I'm dead serious. If Haywire believes what she saw, I'm not going to give her legit evidence to not worry," General Hawk said. "Other than that; how's the convention?" Hawk asked.

"It's amazing! You will never believe what some of these people are putting on display!" Haywire ranted about the different weapons and defense systems that people created as General Hawk tried to look interested without being confused.

"Um sir," the Joe that went to check the holding cells said as he re-entered.

"What?" General Hawk said, effectively ending Haywire's tech rant.

"Um, the cells are empty," he said nervously. General Hawk's eye began to twitch in annoyance.

"I want the designer of the holding cells here now," General Hawk said. "And get the rest of the Alpha Team as well!" he shouted after the Joes that dispersed to locate the requested members. It took very little time for everyone to make it to the command center.

"Hi Snake Eyes!" Haywire said enthusiastically.

"What's going on?" Scarlett asked for everyone.

"Cobra Commander and Destro have escaped and are at the hotel that Haywire and Highlander are in," General Hawk said.

"What!" Snake Eyes signed rapidly. "Are you ok?" Snake Eyes signed with tense shoulders.

"I'm alright. Highlander will be able to handle anything," Haywire said while waving her hand dismissively. "Now who was the idiot that designed the holding cells?" Haywire said, switching her face from bright and cheery to deadly calm and serious.

"That would be me. And before you start pointing fingers at me, I'm not the one responsible for their escape," the technician said.

"Scatter Shot (No he's not an actual Joe I just needed a name). I should have known it would be your faulty schematics," Haywire said with a growl.

"And what makes me at fault?" He shouted in outrage.

"Because it was your schematics that the builders used! So I think that puts the blame on you instantly. For crying out loud you could have at least have someone double check your plans! Because now I'm the target for Cobra lackeys!" Haywire shouted in frustration, forgetting that the others were in the command center when she shouted that she was the next target.

"What do you mean, target?" Duke asked, interrupting Haywire's temper tantrum.

"Did I say target? I uh...meant...uh..." Haywire stumbled, realizing that Snake Eyes was about to walk out of the command center. "Where are you going hon?" Haywire asked.

"To get a jet ready and to pack so I can join you and Highlander," Snake Eyes signed in a bored way.

"You're not going anywhere Snake. No one is going anywhere. We don't want to alert anyone to what's going on," General Hawk said. "Now, you two, exercise extreme caution. Highlander, don't let her bounce off again," he instructed.

"Got it boss man. See you guys when this is all over," Highlander said as he signed off.