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4 The Team

Takes place after Zero Option, I don't Frank or any of the others they are the property of NBC and Shane Salerno (go Shane). All other original characters are mine. Sue if you want but all your gonna get is two pain in the butt dogs. Review please of sign the guest book critique needed. G.I. Jane mentioned I needed a precedent for a female SEAL , Take place after Moore's Character of O'Neil.

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7 The Nest

Monica was writing down last minute thoughts and observations; after staying late in the crib.

She had spent most of the night studying and reviewing the latest surveillance photos for their latest case. She could her the low tapping of keys as Cody wrote new code for a computer surveillance program. Donovan was up in his office finishing the paperwork from their last case, the bank robbery and hostage situation with Colin Wilkes. Jake still had a little tenderness in his ribs after taking two sniper rounds in the chest. Jake and Alex were both out on a restock run; the fridge had gotten dangerously low on snacks and caffeine. She looked up as she heard the door creak open as Jake and Alex came through it with a bag full of groceries each.

"How come I get the heavy bag, I'm the lady here?" Alex jibed at Jake.

"Cause I'm the one recovering from being shot in the chest." Jake retorted.

"Don't be such a baby, you had a vest on."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Hey people caffeine emergency here!" Cody called out "I can't be my usual brilliant self if I don't get an immediate transfusion." Cody said as rushed toward the crib.

Monica cleared her files from the table just as Jake and Alex set the brown paper grocery bags down. They still had a few minutes before the briefing.

Upstairs in his office Donovan finished dotting his I's and crossing his T's. He put his pen down, then steepled his fingers, He was not at all pleased with Jake's injury. It was an unforeseen event, Jake and Danny switching jackets. The shooting would not have happened had there been a steady HRT team or SWAT; one that knew what his team looked like on sight. What he needed was a dependable, competent team that he could trust to keep their mouths shut. Jake's cover had been blown, because the local SWAT had gossiped in front of Wilkes' woman; for that matter other federal agents had gossiped in front of the local SWAT. He made up his mind to convince his superiors of what he needed. At the moment it was time for the briefing on the team's next case; a SWAT team of all things gone rogue. He turned his wrist to check his watch. The silver watchband glimmered in the sunlight. The watch face read eleven fifty-eight, he had best get down stairs; he could hear Jake and Alex in the crib.

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