Zoey hung on as the plane suddenly lurched as the massive weight shifted, and she could only stare out the hatch as the section they'd just been in suddenly dropped away into the darkness.  The cable snapped, and the plane bucked like a horse, sending Zoey against the wall.  When she looked back, there was only darkness, until the hatch slammed shut.  Able to relax a little, Zoey looked up just as the soldier lunged for her weapon, and she shouldered in to stop the soldier, putting her arm up and holding her back, "Stand down!," she ordered, giving her a glare that, under certain circumstances, could probably melt steel.<br/><br/>She then looked over at Rebekah, and said, "Give her the weapon back."  She waited a moment, giving the commando another glare, before stepping back out of the way.  She ran a hand through her wind-swept hair, surprised to find that the bag she'd gone after was still with her, dangling by a wrist strap.  She realized that it was probably vital to get the medicine into her system, fast, and so she sat down as best she could against the wall, unzipped the bag, and began fishing out the needle and vial while her mind went back to what Sean had said, that the thing understood them.  Interesting.<br/><br/>Wincing with the prick in her fingers, she closed her eyes and calmed down while the medicine began to work its way into her system, carefully putting the cap back on the needle and making sure it wasn't going to come back off and slipping it into the pouch.  She sat there a minute, letting the chaos settle, then said, "I don't know if it was so much understanding you but rather killing two birds with one stone.  It had two targets, both of which were in danger of escaping or doing something dangerous, so it split itself and went for us and the other guards.  Then we dropped it out a plane."<br/><br/>She didn't want to think about the soldiers they'd no doubt condemned... correction, that she'd condemned, but in this case there was little she could do beyond hope she wasn't arrested for manslaughter.  Given the circumstances, it was a bit justified.  The cold was getting to her, and she looked around, "Is there a blanket or something in here?  It's freezing."