Disclaimer: I do not own MacGyver or its characters
I really wanted to write a FanFiction on Mac angst and I had all theses ideas. I'm just not sure if this story is amazing but I had fun writing it so I hope you enjoy reading it.
"Run Mac" Jack screamed. But as always Mac being so stubborn he looked at Jack "I'm not leaving you. Just give me a minute to think" Mac said looking around at what he could find.
"you don't have a minute" Riley chipped in from the intercom.
Just then Mac got it; he stood up and started running around gathering what he needed. "Okay" he said when he was done "I'm gonna light this and we have three seconds before we blow up with them" Mac said "you ready?"
"Let's go" Jack answered.
Mac dropped the match and they sprinted. The force of the explosion had them flying in the air. Jack landed with a thud and looked up instantly when he noticed Mac wasn't there beside him. He sat up ignoring the pounding in his head and the loud ringing depriving him of hearing anything other than his fast heartbeat. He noticed Mac just meters away from him; limp.
Jack got up as he could and crouched near Mac "Mac?" Jack shouted over the ringing. "MAC!" he shouted hitting him on the face this time.
By now Riley had left the van and caught up to them she leant down next them and heard Mac whisper "I'm kay" with his eyes still closed and his face frowning with pain, causing them both to share a look of concern.
"Yeah sure you are" Jack said with a sigh of relief.
They all sat around the fire around 5 in the evening with beers in their hands "cheers to Mac, for yet again saving us" Riley said raising her bottle. "And almost killing himself" Jack added angrily Mac laughed and they touched their bottles together before they all drank it.
"You are okay though right" Bozer asked concerned "I'm fine Boze don't worry" Mac answered
"I hope so we just got a new case" Thorton interrupted looking down at her phone.
*back at phoenix foundation - somewhere in a Los Angeles*
Jack sat staring at the blonde man sitting next to him twisting and turning a paper clip. He tried so hard to make out what Mac was making but he couldn't guess.
Riley sat on the single sofa with her laptop balancing on her knees with Bozer standing behind her learning all the 'spy stuff' as he called it.
Thorton began to explain their new mission "FBI handed this over to us, two NYPD officers were poisoned and killed. According to forensics it's a highly toxic poison that started to shut down their internal organs in a matter of days-"
"That's polonium, the radioactivity in it, if given in high dosage, can decay anything" Mac interrupted, not once looking up from his paper clip.
"...and that is the why the FBI gave us the case so that we can find how and where this man is getting polonium before he kills anyone else" Thorton finished
"Do we know anything about the officers?" Riley asked
"Officer Keller and Officer Fields both, according to reports had been acting 'off' the last few days. Keller had told his wife that it was food poisoning, but obviously we know now it's not."
Before Thorton could carry on Riley continued for her "I'm in the FBI database and they haven't worked on a case together since 2004 in Germany where they were following up on a hit man called Andrew Miller whose recently been released on parole for good behaviour" Riley finished looking up
"Why would a hit man be using poison?" Jack thought out loud
"Riley I need you to find out everything you can about who else was on that case so we can figure out the next victim. Jack and Mac, I need you to find Miller" Thorton looked at Bozer standing in the corner waiting for instructions "Wilt you'll have to sit this one out"
Bozer looked genuinely hurt but didn't argue, he knew disobeying orders may put the rest of the team in danger and he cared for them too much to be selfish.
*In a loft somewhere in the middle of Los Angeles*
Jake and Miller stood by shelves filled with beakers and vials of colourful chemicals.
"I told you, your sister is fine, stop whining or I'll-" Miller was cut off from the vibrating phone in his pocket
"Hello?" he answered. "What are you offering?" Miller said after a while on the phone "a million?" he repeated almost too excitedly. He grabbed a paper from nearby and began jotting down names and numbers.
He cut the phone and looked up at Jake "need another vial of your poison" he said more as a statement rather than a question leaving no room for arguments.
"You said I was done after the two officers, you gave me your word" Jake shouted
"Well I lied. Poison or little Ruby doesn't live to see another day" Miller threatened walking out the loft.
Jake eyed the paper making out the name "Angus MacGyver"
Mac convinced Bozer to take a night off from cooking and invited Riley and Jack to join them for Chinese take out.
While they waited for the food Riley sat on the sofa with a beer in her hand typing furiously to fin doubt more about Andrew Miller and polonium.
Bozer hovered over her giving her different theories of why Miller might have resorted to poison after getting out of prison.
Jack and Mac stared at Riley and Bozer as they argued over how stupid;y impossible Bozer's theories were.
Jack then looked at Mac with a serious expression"you okay?" he asked
"Yeah why wouldn't I be" Mac replied suspiciously
"You had a concussion Mac; don't think I'll forget that. Tell me and you can sit this out" Jack offered truly concerned "Thanks Jack, but I'm fine" Jack was about to carry on until the doorbell rang
"Saved by the bell" Mac said with a grin walking past Jack.
*In a loft somewhere in the middle of LA*
"Well is it ready" Miller said walking in
"Are you sure you wanna do this? You've already got your revenge" Jake said ignoring his question
"Are you sure you wanna risk Ruby's life by saying stupid things?" Miller threw back. Jake silently put a lid on a small vial and handed it to Miller.
"Why you giving it to me for? I need you to meet one of my...associates...yeah associate-" handing Jake a paper with a location on it "at that location and just give him the vial and he'll sort it out from there" Miller finished walking away
"If I'm gonna kill someone i deserve to know why" Jake said bravely.
Miller turned back round with raised eyebrows "why is none of your business, I don't know why because it's none of my business either." Miller spat getting closer to Jake. "It's between the person who ordered the hit and the person being hit."
Jake took a step back only to bang into the table "Now you will listen to me and give this to that man so he can put it in the food before it's too late. Don't make me shoot a five year old tonight" Miller threatened.
*Back at Mac and Bozer's apartment*
The team stayed up until about midnight half discussing the case half telling stories about missions in other countries.
Mac eventually fell asleep on the sofa he was sitting on and Jack smiled when he saw his friend so peaceful for once.
He stood up and grabbed the blanket from behind, laying it carefully on top of Mac he turned to Riley and whispered "Come on I'll drop you home on the way" she nodded grabbing her laptop and leaving. Bozer picked up the empty beer bottles and placed them in the kitchen before switching off the light and heading of to bed.
It had only been three hours since Bozer had fallen asleep when he heard Mac screaming, he jumped out of bed instantly and grabbed the baseball bat he sleeps next to since the Murdoc incident.
Bozer walked into the living room to see Mac squirming on the sofa and struggling with no one but himself, he had kicked of the blanket and was mumbling incoherently.
Mac was groaning and wincing at the pain of moving but was still jumping, his hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat and the last time Bozer saw Mac this bad was after Nikki allegedly died.
Bozer put down the bat, switched on the light and walked over to Mac, sitting down next to him, Bozer lightly touched his shoulder "Mac, Mac wake up, come on man, it's just a dream" he whispered.
Mac didn't respond and Bozer shook him harder to wake him up. Mac sat upright with his eyes wide open and panting "its okay, breathe man, it was just a dream" Bozer said.
He saw as Mac slowly realised where he was and registered what was going on. "Sorry" Mac whispered from his dry throat
"Don't worry about it" he replied sighing in relief. Bozer wasn't best when it came to these situations. He's a great listener and when he wanted he can give amazing advice but when he saw Mac in these kinds of situations he'd always frozen, after the wars, after Nikki - he just didn't know how to handle it or what the right thing to say was.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" Bozer asked already knowing the answer. He'd known Mac since they were little and Mac was never the type to show his feelings to anyone.
"Nah I'll be fine, don't worry" Mac said standing up to get some water.
Bozer took a step forward to stand in front of him, he could feel the heat radiating off him and only just saw the sweat he was drenched in "Mac I think you have a fever" he said taking a step closer to check.
Mac took a step back "I'm fine Boze. Don't worry" he said before walking away "Mac" Bozer called, he turned around and looked back at Mac "I'm here if you need to talk" he said, Mac just nodded.