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John was busy, coordinating the data from Scott, who was flying over Fiji, and the others who were scattered around Samoa, uploading it to Alan, who was passing it on to Jeff. He had tuned out his surroundings a bit, and so was surprised when a hand waved a cold bottle of water under his nose. He glanced up, and paled at the familiar face who looked down at him, a wry smile on his face.

"You don't look like a 'Maverick' to me," Andrew said.

"Oh, uh, I'm not. I'm Quasar," John replied, his eyes wide.

"Ah. A much more appropriate name," Drew said. He waved the bottle again. "Doc sent this for Maverick. Where'd he get to?"

"Uh... he's gone at the moment."

"Then you'd better take it," Andrew advised. "You look like you could use it."

"Thanks." John took the bottle but didn't open it. "Uh... Doctor? What...?"

"I've had a talk with your CMO. She's asked for my crew to take the yellow-tagged patients, which we will do. And she says that you're not to tell anyone that she and I have talked. She says she will tell your... commander herself."

"Ah," John said, reading between the lines. "How much...?"

"As much as I need to know at the moment," Andrew replied. He sighed. "I wish that I had known before. I expect to hear from your commander... and soon."

"I'll pass that along... if Doc doesn't do it herself," John replied. He made motions toward the Mobile Control. "I'd better get back to work."

"So should I." Drew took a gulp of his own water bottle, then waved it at John. "See you around... Quasar."

John watched his father's old friend go. Drew broke into a trot as he headed toward where his crew was waiting for him, and was soon out of sight. The International Rescue operative sighed heavily as he turned back to Mobile Control.

~I wish I could be a fly on the wall when Mom tells Dad that she just caused a security breach as big, or bigger, than the one Christopher made!

rewritten and posted by Tikatu


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