Prompt: Surrender

Summary: Part 2 of 2.  When you’ve got the perfect partner, the impossible becomes possible.

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Illya was certainly willing to trust whatever plan Napoleon
had to get them out of their predicament—ten THRUSHies meant that their enemies
were, no doubt, expecting them to tire and surrender.  And while going quietly might end up working
in their favor temporarily, it was a last resort.

“What is your plan?” Illya whispered.

“That we fall back on the element of surprise,” Napoleon
said.  “Right now, with everyone being
too scared to move, they are expecting us to stand quietly like this until we
give up.”

“But, we won’t.”

“We won’t,” Napoleon agreed.  “If we can find a way to distract them for
just a moment, we can get the drop on them and tranquilize them.  And, knowing you, you probably placed some of
your special fireworks before we ended up surrounded, didn’t you?”

“Mmh, you know me well…”

Napoleon smirked.

“I knew I could count on you.”

“There’s just one small hiccup,” Illya said.  “The charges aren’t timed; they need to be
activated by a detonator—and the activation mechanism is hidden in my
watch.  If I move my right hand to my
watch, the movement will likely cause them to react.”

“My right hand is right near your left,” Napoleon
said.  “Just tell me what to do.”

Their arms had been at their sides, and Napoleon now
slightly moved his right hand to touch Illya’s watch.”

“Just turn the dial a quarter-turn.”

Napoleon did so, and, a few yards away, an explosion went
off.  As they’d hoped, all ten THRUSHies
turned to face the direction of the explosion.

They grabbed their Specials and, still back-to-back,
flawlessly turned around in sync together, each tranquilizing 5 THRUSHies in
rapid succession, with each pair of shots occurring almost simultaneously.

“Well, that went well,” Napoleon grinned.

“That, it did,” Illya said, satisfied.  He wouldn’t get emotional now, but he was
very glad that Napoleon had been here, as he knew he wouldn’t have pulled off
this maneuver with anyone else.

“Well, let’s gather these THRUSHies up into the nearest
U.N.C.L.E. cage,” Napoleon said.  “I’m
sure you’re hungry after that standoff.”

“Very,” Illya agreed, smiling now.

They knew each other well—and that was what made them such
great partners.