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Who: Daniel
Where: The Bunker, Office
When: Day 28, Night
Invited: Open
Status: Incomplete

Daniel walked the perimeter several times after parting company with Faith. He walked the perimeter, thought about the craziness of the situation and wondered why the hell he hadn't taken Faith up on her offer. It had been a pretty good offer but –

Something held him back. He'd taken responsibility for this ecletic group of castaways evidently back when they had memories; he'd done it again now that they didn't have memories. Daniel wouldn't – couldn't – upset the status quo until they had their memories back.

(When we get our memories back it will probably be a moot point.)

It really was lonely at the top.

Daniel made his way back inside and settled behind the desk in the office. He paged through more journals and folders and binders of information that meant nothing to him, probably meant nothing to him when he had his memory, and then began going through the cabinets. He hit pay dirt when he found the locked Halliburton. Surprisingly, or maybe not so surprisingly, one of the keys on his person unlocked the case.

There were guns inside, but no ammo. But that wasn't what caught Daniel's attention. What really held his attention was the warrant for the extradition of one Kate Austen.

"You have to be kidding me."
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