Hey Ya'll!! Just felt like writing summat a bit on the light side....no, Stephen does not get hurt...I know this is sad ;( ...:) It is a short fic...so yeah...

Enjoy!!!


Jack crouched quietly behind a rock, trying to hide from the enemy so as to give him a surprise attack. "I'll be damned if I let him win this time," he muttered under his breath. Jack waited and watched, like a predator waits for its coming prey. He breathed rigidly despite his attempts at breathing silently and cursed under his breath every time he made a sound. Jack really wanted to win this.

Then his time came. The enemy could be heard trying to make it to the safe spot. The place where, if reached by the enemy, would win this "war". Jack prepared himself for the surprise attack and waited until a familiar head of red hair could be seen coming from over the hill. Jack's heart pounded as adrenaline pumped throughout his body and sweat ran down his face. It was now or never.

Jack pounced from behind the rock, catching the foe of guard, and tackled him to the ground, but because of the force that was applied; the two men tumbled down the steep hill. Amazingly, they avoided the rocks and boulders, but managed to find them selves flying in the air. With a loud thump Jack landed head first into the sand and the other man landed on his back just a few inches away from him.

Jack looked over at the other man; his face completely covered with sand, and reached out to tag him. "Stephen, I do believe that you are out."

Stephen looked over at Jack with a smirk on his face and said, "Remind me to never play hide and go seek on a beach ever again."

Jack rolled onto his back and replied, "Will do."