Crossing Lost: Getting Here is the Easy Part

Anticlimatic. If there was one word to describe the rescue of the four women, that was the word.

Daniel wasn't particularly complaining about that. He'd been in enough situations that had come down to staff blasts, bullets and 'zat guns to know that jumping a few hoops and navigating a few traps meant that the rescue team got off rather lightly and easily. (A little too lightly and easily,) came the very uncomfortable and disturbing thought.

( In the early evening hours. . . )

Word had filtered around that the group was regrouping in the north cafeteria in the east wing of the medical facility. Supposedly the power failure had taken them out of lockdown and now it was up to their people – people being limited to Damon and whatever assistance the kid Alex could give him – to get this place secured against another attack. The prisoners were also hauled into the cafeteria and trussed up in a corner until they could be confined to one of the rooms when the survellaince equipment was back online.

Someone asked why they didn't simply leave, and Faith wasn't surprised by Daniel's answer.

( In which the groups converge. Really this time. )

[OOC: Location MF = Medical Facility]