By Ivan the Terror
Codes: MF+,Mf+,inc,mc
WORK IN PROGRESS
All of Shelly Six�s kids (all 15 of them) were raised as marines and were as tough as they were beautiful.� They took to inserting one of themselves onto the secret service details of the Presidents when they left the compound.� Daniels, who, like Pendelson, had pretty much figured them out, happily arranged Secret Service credentials for them.
Shannon and Grace, President Barnes� kid, were good friends and Shannon was often with her since they both attended the same college.� So when Grace was kidnapped, Shannon was grabbed as well.� They had been walking home from classes at the University of Illinois when Shannon had sensed the kidnappers.� She called for help, but her sisters were too far away.� The kidnappers tranked the girls from a distance so they couldn�t fight.� The rest of the Secret Service detail were there in less than a minute, but it was too late, the girls were gone.
Within minutes after that, Sharon and Sara, Shannon�s triplet sisters who also went to college, were on location and scanning everything and everyone.� Daniels, Kit, Wendy, both Shellys and I were already on the plane and taxiing down the runway, on our way.
Both of the Shellys were helping keep their daughters/nieces calm.� Apparently the tranquilizers kept Shannon far enough under that they couldn�t contact her for the first time in their lives.� It really scared them.
We had been searching for about five hours when all of the telepaths suddenly froze, Shelly Forty One exclaiming, �Contact!�� Daniels and I scrambled over to her.� Fortunately, none of the other secret service guys were around.� Shelly Six came into the building we had been searching, and Sharon and Sara came over.� Kit and Wendy also came over.
Sharon said, �She is in that direction!� and pointed northeast.
Sara added, �They are in a steel cell, naked.� Shannon is attempting to get their location from the people outside of the room, but she is very weak.�
Daniels, Kit, Wendy and I looked at each other.� Wendy verbalized what we were all thinking, �Why are they naked?�� Daniels got on his radio and called for a chopper.
Sara went on, �Grace is missing her patch.�� That meant that she only had about a week until she lapsed into a coma, having been on TMJ for only about seven years since she had accidentally taken a dose when she was twelve.� Shannon was my daughter, and had been on TMJ her whole life, so she only needed a pill every couple of months.
Shelly Forty One said, �They are on a ship!� Shannon is trying to read the navigator, but he doesn�t think in English, so it is difficult.�� A minute later she said, �They are on a ship that is several miles out from Chicago.�� She added, �It seems that they don�t know who they got, they just grabbed the two hottest girls they could find.� He is looking forward to raping them.� Apparently they have done this before, because he is reminiscing about previous girls.� They get a lot of money for them when they get to their home port.�
They girls kept giving horrible details until we heard the chopper land outside.� I, Wendy, Shelly Six and Sharon, all ran out and got on board.� In seconds we were flying over the buildings of Chicago, heading for the bay.� Ten minutes later we were over the lake following the vector that Sharon, who was next to the pilot, kept.� Daniels was on the radio, directing the cutters from the U.S. Naval Station, Chicago Police, U.S. Coast Guard and, for some reason, U.S. Marshall Service.
We vectored in on a container ship by the name of Star of El-Kader that was heading for Algiers.� Technically, we were supposed to contact the state department, but we decided that it was better to act and ask forgiveness later.
The Naval cutter sounded, �Heave to and prepare to be boarded!��
Shelly Six, who was sitting next to me said, �The captain and a lot of the crew are panicking.�� She tilted her head slightly, �There is a lot more going on than the kidnapping of a few sex slaves.� He is going over in his mind all the different illegal things on his ship, from the two tons of Heroin in one of the containers, an illegal to export super computer in another, about a dozen stolen cars, six containers full of small arms, several bodies they are supposed to dump once they are out to sea, and the girls.�� She commented, �Not a nice group of men.�
Suddenly her eyes widened.� �Shit!� The captain is going to scuttle his ship.� Send all the evidence to the bottom of the lake.� We have less than a minute.�
The pilot heard her and swooped down and landed on the ship�s helipad.� It was so sudden that the helicopter wasn�t even shot at for a minute.� My girls took off, Shelly after the captain, Sharon after her sister, while Wendy and I headed for the bridge.
We got to the bridge, only having to shoot two men.� While Wendy kept watch, I worked to shut down the engines and, once the ship came to a stop, drop the anchor.� Sharon came onto the bridge at that point, leading Shannon and Grace wrapped in blankets.� They looked miserable, but alive.� Also arriving at this point was the Coast Guard.� We turned the bridge over to them, and left with the girls.� We had to leave by boat since the copter was all shot up.� Fortunately my four stars cleared the way.� The Coast Guard and Navy captains also recognized the �shroom patch on our fatigues and were very solicitous.
Back in Chicago, everyone was hugging everyone.� We let the news crews interview Grace and the Secret Service while my ladies kept to the background.