Blinking her fading eyes, Dapper woke up to pain in her leg. Blinding, insane, maddening pain that made her cry out. She just barely noticed that Fawkes was holding her, her mind focused on her legs. Something... Her old keyhole. It was shot through. On the one hand, thank God above it hadn't been her neck. On the other, it was still a keyhole. It was still sensitive and the source of some strength in her legs. Openly sobbing as the pain continued, she barely heard Fawkes talk to her. Or the garage door open. Her mind was so addled with pain sensors going off, warnings ringing in her ears and  putting her in a forced stasis. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "...So. A dead end?" Turns remained quiet as he drove their car. Hansen hadn't trusted him enough to drive on his own and hopped in before the younger could speed off. Trying again, Hansen swatted at his shoulder. "Jared. Answer me." "Fine, fine... I saw her. Couldn't do much though." The elder agent's face tried to remain unchanging, but he still couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes. "You saw her... And you didn't bother to call for backup?" "It was a weird situation... But she'll be down for now." "JARED!" At his name, he slammed on the brakes, turning around to lash out at him. "DON'T you DARE! ...Look, I found her, she's taken care of for now. I'll get her... One of these days I'll get her to pay for all the crap she's done. Including what my dad went through. ...But now's not that day." "You're dragging this out Kid...." "She did. I'm just returning the favor."

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It was a quiet walk as both agents walked away from Jack and Jolt’s apartment complex. Neither really wanted to talk about how it went in there for the moment. Hansen waited until they were out of sight from the complex before grabbing his younger partner by the shoulder and forcing him to look to him. “Want to explain why you went off like that?” Said partner scowled, crossing his arms in front of him while answering “They were holding out on us. I was just trying to shake some info out of them.” “Don’t give me that bull, Jared. …. Look, I know your dad was-“ “Don’t bring my dad into this, Buck.” He bristled a little bit, leaning on his feet to size up the older vet-turned-agent. “She’s dangerous. And she needs to pay for the consequences of what she’s done. That’s it.” Frowning at his defensiveness, Hansen did back off. “Fine, fine. We still have two more leads though. Both are bots.” “Yeah yeah. One’s named Brandon, and the other is…Fawkes, I think. If we spilt up and take them one at a time-" "No." "...We'd find her quicker." "Still no. I'm not having a repeat of what happened in there." "I'm heading this case, don't make me take you off Buck." "...Fine." Shaking his head somewhat, both of them headed to their car. Two more leads left.