One signal. One signal was enough for Mac to pack up everything and go back to Mission City. One signal and he was home. One signal and he was back with HER.
The one he deemed invencible.
The one who seemed to haunt the town.
The Ghost.
The one S...
One high pitched beep before slowly followed by two more. Then a rapid three beeps. Slow three. Rapid. Repeat. Sos
Mac paled as he sat in the briefing and his shirt buzzed vibrating as the beeping continued. He hadn't heard that beeping in years. But he would still wear it and no one would ever take it from him. Not if he had a say in it.
Standing up faster than he thought possible and interrupting Thorntons conversation on them finally getting a break before reaching his hand into his dark brown jacket he took out a small black device that he designed along with her when they were too young to see any evil in the world. The only darkness would be the imaginary, evil spies they would make up at recess.
Glancing at the large word then slightly smaller flashing on the top he sighed.
Mission city. Mission city. Mission city. Mission city. Mission city. Tapping on the bar on the side he typed out, "You ok?" Using only Morse code. The beeping stopped and he held his breath before getting: slow rapid slow slow slow.
No.
The beeping continued to repeat. Mac had to remember how to type out his next question but finally remembered. He replied with,"Why?" But the beeping stopped once again. And didn't come back. But two words continued to flash through his mind. Mission city. Missions city. Mission city. Mission city. Looking up he realized Thornton stopped talking and was staring at him along with Riley, Jack and Bozer. "What was that about?" Jack asked with a questioning look his hands on his hips.
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"Thornton, you said we were on break for a week right?" Mac asked urgently a thousand thoughts going through his mind per a second. "Yes, but where do you plan on going? And what was with the beeping?" She asked.
"I'm going to Mission City."
~~~~~~~~~~~~time skip to car~~~~~~ "Are you going to explain where we're going yet?"Jack asked relaxing into the shotgun seat. Bozer nodded in agreement and Riley just looked out the window at a passing farm. "I told you Mission city. And I also told you, you didn't have to come." he replied curtly. "Whoa easy tiger. We both know: you go, I go. Riley came to look at a new program for your old school. And Bozer well.... He just tagged along." Jack shook his shoulder with a small smirk.
Keeping his eyes on the road, Mac saw a nearing house and chuckled lightly realizing it was old man, Palters house. Bozer and Mac ran over his garden once with a new race buggy they built and had to plant it all over again. Looking back at Bozer Mac realized he had an idea where they were going and kept his eyes down.
"Boze, I'm going to need your help." He spoke the words that were almost betraying his feelings. Take it back, DID betray his emotions. "Yeah, bud, you got it, you know it." Bozer answered with a weak smile. "Fill me in." Jack said with his shades on and Mac finally gave in. "I suppose visiting a friend would suffice for an answer?" "Nope." He said with a loud cluck of his tongue.
