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Summery: Set from the Christmas in Saigon episode from season two, after one heated agurment between Tom Hanson and Fuller, something goes wrong.

A few notes: My writing skils...well, I'm still practising. Feel free to point out my mistakes. Or if other, please review as that would make me very happy:)

Chapter one.

Tom Hanson slowly stepped into Captain Fullers office after he had knocked for permission.

Fuller, wearing a red jumper, was sat in one corner of his office tryping away on a computer.

"Can we talk?" Tom asked softly.

Fuller stopped what he was doing and looked up at him. "Sure," he replied, sternly. "Close that door."

Hanson did what he was told, and then leaned against the file cabinet before him. "It's about Harry..." he started.

Fuller carried on typing. "What about him?"

"He's pretty freaked out about this thing."

"Yeah, I know" Fuller replied, dully.

Tom grew annoyed because he felt like Fuller didn't care how tough and distressing things were for Harry. "Well, what are you going to do about it?"

In the change of his tone of voice, Fuller stopped what he was doing and turned his way. "Well, what do you think I should do Hanson?"

Tom took a sharp step forward. "You think you want to show him some little support?"

"After he lied to me?"

Tom frowned. "He didn't lie to you."

"You're right. He lied to all of us."

"You know what I mean..." Tom replied darkly. "I think there's more to it."

"Meaning?"

"Meaning - I don't know - meaning, there's something else going on here. I don't know, something went on over there!" He exasperated.

"Bingo" Fuller replied, with sarcasm. He stood up and dangerously took a step foward. "A war went on over there."

"Harry was not the enemy," Tom argued.

"Oh no? Then what do you know about it, Hanson? I bet you were about four years old when I was over there. We were fighting everybody and all of you people on your side were us."

"That's bull!" Tom snapped.

Fuller suddenly snapped. His dark eyes grew in a fiery rage and before he knew what was happening, his hand swung, and backhanded hard him across the face. He gapsed as the force sharply moved his head to the side.

This couldn't have happened. He couldn't have hit him.

He stared back at Fuller in disbelief.

But he did.

"Go out of the door." Fuller commanded in an icy tone.

His cheek throbbed with pain. He stared at Fuller, breathing heavily. He wanted to wait till he'll suddenly come to realise that he had made a giant mistake. But after a few seconds passed, Fuller didn't change his mood. He swallowed a lump that's ached his throat then left the office, closing the door behind him.

He felt dizzy... It was too much to comprehend. He couldn't believe Fuller had hit him.

Of course, there were times when Fuller looked as though he would, but up in Tom's mind he knew he wouldn't. Fuller always did the right things...At least he thought.

Fuller was a Captain, he was an officer; he shouldn't have been allowed to do that.

He picked up his long black coat from his desk and slipped it on. He turned to leave when unexpectedly, he bumped straight into Doug. His knee kicked him in the shin and his shoulder bumped into his chest.

"Whoa! Watch where you going, man."

Tom took a step back and sighed in frustration. "Sorry..." he apologised.

Doug looked up and down at his friend and noticed he was wearing his coat. "What's the hurry?" he asked.

Tom shook his head. "I gotta get home" he replied, then edged past his friend.

"Tom?" Doug called after him but he pretended he hadn't heard him.

To be continued.

By the way, it was absolutely wonderful to have Tom and Doug back on screen in the new Jump Street movie!