AN: Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Sweeties! So sorry for the lateness! I got super busy and such, that I barely had time to write. Blegh. But it's all good :) Happy Belated Father's Day to all the Daddy's in the audience! Dad's are the best. Mine is :) He raised four kids and took a fifth like a single parent (my mom is present but she didn't really raise me and my brothers), made sure we got to school, takes care of us when we're sick, makes sure I'm all good after surgery and when I was little somehow managed to pay for them (my two recent ones were covered by my insurance), makes sure we have food on the table, if my brothers and I go out with friends we have a little bit of money, still works and has the time to spend with all us kids, so on and so forth. I would be here all day. But dad's, you're awesome! Hugs and kisses! Alright. So I had a Reader's Pick for y'all and this story won! Whoo! I'm going to start putting upcoming stories on my profile, so keep your eyes on the goodies to come :) Week 3 has started on my weight loss journey. Belly dancing is definitely my go to and I really enjoy it! No diets of any kind, everything in moderation, smaller portion sizes, more moving and grooving, and I feel amazing :) I don't really believe in diets anyways. If they work for you, that's good! They never did with me, so for me it's everything in moderation and portion control. I was at an average weight for my build and age, but I didn't like how I felt, so I changed it and I feel better :) Whoo! Wow...I rambled. I'm so sorry y'all XD Let's get the show on the road.

Summary: Murdoc is back and he wants to play once more. This time, no more Mr. Nice Guy. Riley and Bozer have been taken as a prize and their location is unknown. What's worse, only Mac can play the game. Can Mac save them while battling the dreaded flu bug?

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No Rest For The Wicked. Or Mac.

Mac blew his nose for the umpteenth time and sighed. He went to pick his spoon back up and sneezed once more. He groaned and blew his nose once more. He then coughed and just laid his head down on the island counter. He woke up feeling miserable, the tickle in his throat turned into a cough, his felt ten sizes too big, his nose felt like he rubbed it off, overall he felt horrible. But it was no surprise. It was flu season and he had been so busy he hadn't had time to get a flu shot.

Mac heard voice as he came out of a daze he had fallen into, then felt a hand on the back of his neck.

"Hey bud." Jack said.

"Hey." Mac croaked then coughed.

"You sound awful kiddo." Jack said rubbing his back as he coughed.

After the fit was over Mac hummed his agreement. He felt awful as well, though he won't admit it out lout he figures Jack already knows. He lifted his head and closed his eyes when Jacks cool hand touched his sizzling forehead. He leaned into the hand and looked at Jack with an adorable pout when he took his hand away. It felt nice to him gosh dangit!

"Mac we have a problem." Matty said speaking up for the first, waiting patiently for the brotherly moment to pass.

"Matty?" Mac asked seeing her for the first. "What's the problem?"

"When was the time last you saw Bozer?" Matty asked.

"He went over to Riley's. They were having an all night monster movie marathon or what have you. He said he'd be home by lunch." Mac said then sneezed, he took a tissue from Jack and blew his nose with a wince.

"Do you any lotion?" Matty asked.

Mac looked at her confused and told he had some in his master bath in the cabinet under the sink. Matty nodded and headed for Mac's room. She found the lotion in the lotion in the cabinet under the sink and returned to the kitchen where Jack was patting a coughing Mac on the back. She winced and felt so bad. When the coughing stopped she got onto one of the stools and motioned for Mac to come close. He hesitated and leaned forward. He startled a little when she rubbed a little lotion on his sore nose. After she rubbed it in he leaned back towards Jack and sighed. His nose felt ten time better.

"There. Better?" Matty asked.

"Much. Thank you." Mac croaked out.

Jack got him some water and he downed half of it. "So what's the problem?"

"Mac, I really hate to do this especially with you sick. But Bozer and Riley were taken last night." Matty said cautiously.

"WHAT?!" Mac shouted jumping off his stool.

That was a bad idea as Mac got dizzy and blacked out.

When Mac woke he felt something cold on his forehead and cocooned by warmth. He opened his eyes and found he was on the couch mummified in blankets and cool wash cloth was placed on his forehead. He looked over and heard Jack and Matty arguing. He opened his mouth to stop them but instead of words another coughing fit took over. The arguing stopped and suddenly Mac was sat up and once more being patted on the back. He really hated being sick, more so now since his family was in danger.

"Jack wha's goin' on?" Mac croaked out as he being laid back down.

"Mac-" Jack started.

"Jack, please. Bozer and Riley are missing." Mac said giving Jack his puppy eyes.

Jack sighed and relented. He and Matty told Mac that this morning Murdoc contacted them saying he wanted to play another game, one in which Mac would not survive. If he did, he got a prize. Bozer and Riley. The thing was only Mac could play the game. They we're hoping since he was sick, Murdoc would bend the rules a little. They shouldn't count on it but they had a small bit of hope.

It was decided Mac's home was their base for the time being and such. The three were startled when the video chat on Matty's computer rang. It was Murdoc.

"Well hello hello hello. Ready for round 3? This one will be much more fun." Murdoc smirked.

Poor Mac. Just can't catch a break can he?

Until Next Time! Ready for round 3 *demonic wolf grin*