So, this is my first fanfic post ever, so be nice. I know its short, but I just want to see what people think of it. More chapters to come.
"Hey, Samtastic!" Spike exclaimed as Sam Braddock entered the training room.
"Spike!" Sam replied, giving Spike an affectionate pat on the back. Sam made his way across the training room to where Jules was. He walked around the treadmill she was running on so she could see him.
"Hey, Sam," she greeted him, getting off the treadmill. Jules motioned for Sam to join her in the hallway and gently placed her arms around his shoulders.
"I'm going to miss you, ya know," Jules said softly.
"I know," Sam gently replied, pulling her closer to him.
"But don't worry about me," he continued. "I'll have plenty of fun." Sam left the hallway, waiting till he was out of sight to break eye contact with Jules.
He met up with Spike in the briefing room. They were waiting for Greg, who had said before that he was sending them on a special assignment.
"What's up, boss?" Spike asked as Greg Parker walked into the briefing room after a couple of minutes, Ed Lane following not far behind.
"Well, Spike, Sam… how would you guys like an undercover assignment?" Greg asked, but gave a hint of meaning it as a statement.
"If you accept, the information we're about to tell you is classified, got it?" Ed chimed in.
"Well, of course we accept, right Samtastic?" Spike countered.
"Heck yeah, we accept! But just what is this undercover assignment?" said Sam.
"There is a gang who is suspected to be staging a huge gun-buy this weekend in Chicago. You two will be flying in and attempting to intercept these two men, Malcolm Harris and Preston Hill. We believe they are the men running the operation," Greg said as he showed pictures of the two men to Sam and Spike.
"Any more info on Harris or Hill?" asked Sam.
"Well, both have records, but nothing major. There is no known family we can contact from either of them, but we're trying to get as much information as possible," said Ed.
"We're expecting it to be easy, in and out quickly," said Greg.
"Well, okay then. When do we leave?" Spike said eagerly.
"If you're ready, we'd like you to leave this afternoon." Spike looked at Sam, and saw the same familiar look that he saw every time Sam was excited as heck.
"We're ready now," Sam and Spike said, almost simultaneously.
"Good. Get packing and your plane will meet you at the airport at 1:30 sharp," Ed said.
"Good luck men, and … be careful." Said Greg as he grabbed his things and left the room. As soon as he and Ed were out of the room, Spike and Sam shared a firm high five and smile and left to get ready.