Chapter 1- Oh Shit

The day was hot and humid, reminding James of his home in the south. As he cooked up another steak for his comrades his mind drifted back to those lazy days. Before war. Before he lost his mind.

"My food done yet?"

Looking over at his friend B.A., Howling Mad Murdock simply smiled forgetting all about tire swings and pick-up trucks, and said

"Almost Boscoe, ya want any of my secret sauce?"

"Naw man, I don't care if it's only partial, it's still paralysis."

"Oh you're no fun"

Finishing up the food, Murdock grabs his plates and sets them in front of their respective eaters, timing it perfectly for the boss man to walk up.

"We'll be heading out tomorrow, got a job in Alabama"

The sound of Alabama made Murdock's ears perk up. Home? While he missed home he wasn't sure if he really wanted to go back considering his condition. Still anything was better than the last job they had in Moscow. How anyone could stand that much cold was beyond him. Feeling excited at the prospect of heat, Murdock immediately decided he wanted to go,

"Maybe we can stop by the girls, see how they're doing."

And with Face's idea, immediately changed his mind. The girls were almost crazy, but sane enough to keep out of the system. The oldest, Callie, had captured Murdock's heart years ago, and liked to use that fact to get whatever she wanted. The youngest, Ellie, had a bit of a crush growing up on the crazy man, and was a bit more volatile than her older sister. The girls were complete opposites, in appearances and personalities. Callie was a dark beauty, with pale skin and a smile that could start a war faster than Helen of Troy. Ellie was a dirty blonde who always looked like she had just gotten away with something. In fact the only way you could tell they were related was by their fighting. That, and their eyes. Big and chocolate brown, made you think you could trust the two little vipers.

"I'm not so sure seeing them is such a good idea Faceman, I mean last time it didn't go so well." Murdock pleads, hoping his friend will understand.

"It wasn't that bad.."

At this the whole team turns toward him in disbelief, B.A. finally reminding him of the events of their last visit.

"Ellie tried to shoot you Face. Because she wanted to see if she could fix a gunshot wound to the leg. And Callie had Murdock runnin' drugs from the hospital to her boy toy so she wouldn't get arrested again."

"I see your point, but it has been, what? 7 years since we've seen them? They might have gotten better!"

"Better at their aim or their cons? Cause both ways don't look good."

"ENOUGH! Aside from my personal hope that we wouldn't have to go back, we do have to see the girls. They're the ones who hired us."

The next morning was hell on the boys, these hardened soldiers who had been the butt of life's joke for years, were terrified. Of two girls. B.A. looked over at Hannibal with a hopeful look in his face.

" Hey, Hannibal? Ya know that stuff you give me when you want to fly somewhere?"

"Yes...what of it?"

"Think you could give me some for this trip?"

Hannibal chuckled and simply continued getting ready. They would need a lot of protection for this meeting. Most likely there would be a fight, probably the girls fighting with each other, though they tended to drag everyone around them into the brawl as well. Hannibal paused thinking about this fact and proceeded to pack a few Kevlar vests. Ellie always did love her weapons, but Callie could get you to do anything she wanted. He didn't have any protection for that, though he might just have to switch tactics this round. Obviously pairing Face with the mental unstable girl didn't work, and Murdock with the seducer ended horribly. B.A. wouldn't fair any better with Callie than Murdock, but maybe he can handle Ellie. Face will have to deal with Callie then...this outta be interesting.

"All ready, Bossman!"

"Ready here, Hannibal"

"..."

"Where's B.A. Face?"

"Already taken care of, he was pretty eager to go to sleep this time."

Climbing on board the plane they 'borrowed', Hannibal took a look at his team. They all looked nervous besides Boscoe, but they had a job to do.

Walking into the diner that was decided for the meeting place the team discussed different game plans for the girls. B.A. had the more popular plan with drugging them and then tying them up, but seeing as that might be construed as rude they went with Face's idea of meeting them normally, with a few weapons stashed on their persons. Save Murdock, for what ever reason B.A. just wasn't comfortable with the idea of Murdock packing heat. AS they sat down plan in mind they all took what little time they had left to relax to calm themselves. B.A. was looking over the menu, Murdock was performing a wedding ceremony for the fork and spoon, Face was checking out the waitresses and Hannibal was keeping an eye out for the girls.

"Anything I can get you boys?"

Face looked at the pretty girl in front of them, probably about 18, 19 years old.

"Not yet, but maybe you can give us your opinion?" He flirted to her.

The girl simply rolled her eyes and glanced down at Murdock. Giggling she grabbed a glass of water from the next table over and began to pour it over the fork and spoon wedding.

"Hehe now it's raining at the wedding!"

The men all looked at their waitress, astonished, then disbelief as they heard another girl call out.

"Aww Ellie you got them all wet! How could you be so childish?!"

Callie walked over to her younger sister as the boys tried to wrap their minds around the women in front of them. Ellie was only 12 the last time they saw her and she was dangerous even then, seeing how she had blossomed into the beauty she was, she would most likely be down right lethal. And Callie was barely 18 and convincing boys to buy (usually steal) whatever she wanted for her, as a gorgeous 25-year-old, who knows what she could get. Will all of this was surprising the most surprising thing was actually what didn't happen. A fight. Ellie didn't attack and Callie didn't keep picking at her. Maybe they had gotten better.

"Maybe I should just leave then, and go home. Think Jace is still there?"

As Callie glared at her younger sister, Murdock couldn't help but look at the blonde in awe, She looks like an angel...

"You do that and we'll see how far that hog's leg of yours can go down your throat."

Maybe they hadn't changed that much.