Alea Jacta Est: A Novel of the Fall of America (Future History of America Book 1) (85 page)

“I
like the coast,” said Cooper.  He lost the smile and turned to the doctors. 
“You need to have the President ready to move as soon as possible.”

Dr.
Alston looked at her boss.  Cooper noticed the little crease between her
eyebrows was back.  Dr. Honeycutt shook his head.  “Young man, I can’t tell you
if he’s going to survive the
hour
, let alone be ready to move any great
distance.”  He snorted.  “We’ve
barely
got him stabilized.  We need the
vaccine if he’s going to have even a fighting chance.”

“Great,
where’s the vaccine?  We’ll just go get it for you,” offered Charlie.

The
two doctors looked at each other and shared a sad expression.  “I’m afraid you
can’t, son,” said Dr. Honeycutt.  “It was in Atlanta. 
All
of it.”

“
Damn
it
,” hissed Charlie. 

“El
Segundo is still our best bet, then” said Cooper.  He pointed at the docs. 
“Get him ready to move as soon as you can.  We’ll secure transport.  We need to
be out of here,
pronto
.”

“Son,”
said Dr. Honeycutt, putting his hands into his lab coat pockets and adopting
the air of the professor.  “I think—”

“Doc,
don’t give me that ‘son’ bullshit,” he waved a hand at his SEALs.  “I did
not
lose half my men to those North Korean
fucks
and then fight our way to
the President—only to sit here and watch him
die
.  We’re going to have
the whole Goddamn North Korean army screaming for our heads and tearing this
building apart, shortly.  We will not—I repeat, WE WILL
NOT
be sitting
in this basement wringing our hands when they get here.”  The older doctor
straightened his back as if slapped in the face.  Cooper noted with some pride
that Dr. Alston tried to hide a grin. 

“Now,
you
do what you have to do—do what you
can—
to keep the President
stabilized.  My men and I are going to do everything
we
can to unfuck
ourselves and get us
all
to safety. 
Wherever
the hell that is.”

“You
can’t
just move him -” started Dr. Honeycutt.

“Doctor,”
Cooper said in a deathly quiet tone.   “If I have to, I will throw the
President of the United States over my shoulder and carry him on my back to
safety.  My mission is to get him the hell out of Dodge and I
will
complete my mission.  Do I make myself clear?”

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