[Martha gathers the suspects in the situation room. It is now 2:00PM at Homeland]
Martha: Now because there is an imminent terrorist threat, and we are already working at capacity, the lockdown will be temporarily lifted. At this point, we need to begin working all of our intel. Karen, I want you researching the torpedo the terrorists plan on using. Brian, Solomon and Warren, I want you to brief your tactical teams and prepare them for departure. Carmen, I want you working on searching surveilance for a visual on the mole during the time the suspect was murdered. Dominic and Lisa, begin looking for possible targets the weapon can create maximum damage. Mike and Magen...we're gonna need some coffee. I want a status report in 15 minutes.
Magen: Can I like...go home? I prefer not to be murdered.
Mike: [sigh] I'm assuming none of you want decaf?
Carmen: [whispers in Mike's ear] I'd like some extra sugar in mine please
[It's now 2:05 at homeland as Warren, Solomon, and Brian begin briefing their teams]
Brian: Bomb squad, we are looking at a potential code 22. I want you to gather the necessary materials for disarment.
Warren: We don't know exactly where we are headed, but when we do I want you guys ready. Got it? Great. I need a smoke [storms out]
Solomon: Someone's got some ants in his pants! Okay gurlies, things are about to get extra spicy so be prepared! I want 20 field agents in van 1, 10 in van 2.
[It's now 2:07 as Warren goes outside to smoke a cigarette]
Warren: Now where did I put my smokes? They've got to be in my car.
[Warren waves to a fellow employee as he approaches his car. Little does he know, a car bomb has been impanted into his vehicle]
Warren: [Reaches in pocket for keys and inserts the key to unlock the door. Turning the key triggers the explosive. Just as he is about to turn the key, he gets a text message. As he reaches into his other pocket to grab his cellphone, he finds his pack of cigarettes] Oh here they are! Now I need to make this quick before Martha strangles me.
[Warren avoids the wrath of the mole. It is now 2:10 at Homeland as Karen eagerly works at her station]
Karen: Okay. So the torpedo was manufactured in 1983, meaning functionality is limited to 80% due to age. Interesti-
[Suddenly Karen hears a noise]
Karen: [flustered] Hello?....Is someone there?.....[slowly walks over to door]....Hello?......AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
[Carmen runs in]
Carmen: What's wrong hun?! I heard you scream.
Karen: [shocked]....Look.
[Karen points to a message taped to the door. It reads: "I'm watching you bitches. The less you know, the better chance you will stay alive" <3 The Mole"]
Carmen: Bitches? As in plural? B-b-but how did they know I would come? [Carmen suddenly goes pale in the face]
[It's now 2:13 at homeland as Lisa and Dominic can be heard arguing loudly]
Lisa: Now listen here puta. I can handle this shit, okay?
Dominic: You're an interrogator, not a computer analyst. I don't even know why Martha assigned you to this.
Lisa: Because of my performance in the emergency protocol you fat bastard. Clearly I owned all of your asses, so bow the fuck down and shut up. Give me your access codes.
Dominic: Can you hold on? [spots Mike] Mike can you run this status report to your mother?
Mike: Whatever.
[It's now 2:15 at Homeland as Solomon runs into Warren]
Solomon: There you are papi. Do you have that status report?
Warren: What status report?
Solomon: Are you serial? I don't know what you're problem has been lately, but you need to get your shit together. Martha is go-
[The lockdown alarm is triggered]
Solomon: What the?
Warren: Ugh. Back to the situation room we go.
[The suspects enter the situation room]
Mike: [sobbing] Mom!...
[Mike is seen holding a bloody Martha in his arms. The suspects look on, horrified and dumbfounded over the mole's first victim]::TERMINATED::
In time my dear suspects. I'm going to give Magen until noon tomorrow. After that, I'll start typing it up and HOPEFULLY have it for you guys tomorrow night (it might get pretty lengthy). And if you think Megen's possible absence will save you, think again 
In time my dear suspects. I'm going to give Magen until noon tomorrow. After that, I'll start typing it up and HOPEFULLY have it for you guys tomorrow night (it might get pretty lengthy). And if you think Megen's possible absence will save you, think again 
