Prompt 66.03

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Five times Daniel was glad for military things Jack had taught him.


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pt.1 [PG13]

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1. Daniel had two grocery bags balanced in the crook of one arm, and his keys in his other hand. He reached his building, but before he could open the door to head up to his apartment, someone grabbed him by the shoulders and spun him around roughly. A man in a black ski mask stood in front of him, one arm already moving to deliver what promised to be a mean right hook. Daniel ducked quickly, and the punch sailed over his head. He dropped his keys and curled his hand into a fist, and while he was down there, punched the would-be-mugger in the gonads. The man wheezed out a gasp of pain and staggered away. Daniel scooped his keys up from the pavement and entered his building.

Jack had taught him to fight dirty if he had to.

2. Daniel turned out his pockets in frustration. He must have left his key at the base, along with his mobile. He thumped his head against his apartment door and sighed heavily. Footsteps started coming towards him, and he looked up to see his neighbour pause at her door. "Are you all right?" she asked, concerned.

Daniel smiled, embarassed. "Yea, I just... I left my key at work. Do you have a bobby pin or two that I could borrow?" She nodded and quickly looked through her purse. She withdrew two pins and handed them to him, eyeing him curiously.

"Do you want me to call maintenence?" she asked. "I can call real quick, they'll be here right away." Daniel waved away her concern.

"No, no, don't worry about it. I can get in," Daniel said. "Thank you." She gave him a last, disapproving glance before entering her own apartment. Daniel bent on one knee and inserted the pins into his lock. A few precise wiggles and the lock popped open. He bit down on a smile of accomplishment. And Jack said he wouldn't be able to do it in under five minutes.

3. Daniel twisted his wrists, testing the bonds as carefully as he could without scraping skin away. The man holding him hostage was dismanteling a pistol at the table in front of him. Every now and again he would look up to see if Daniel was still sitting there, as if the linguist would somehow just up and leave despite being tied to the chair. Well... if he could get his hands free the man might have something to worry about.

An hour of careful twisting and manuvering later, Daniel was rewarded when the man got up to leave the hut for a bathroom break. As soon as the door shut behind him, Daniel was up out of the chair and to the table. The pistol was still only part-way assembled. Daniel set his bottom lip between his teeth and quickly finished piecing the gun back together. He was sliding the last part into place when the door opened behind him. He whirled, held the gun at the man's head, and heard Jack's voice call to him as he led the rescue team.

Jack had walked him through that excercise until Daniel could do it backwards and in his sleep. Daniel had a healthy and well-honed respect for his Baretta.