A/N not mine, I own nothing but the plot.

For those who thought my last one shot was too dark, I hope that this makes up for it.

Mouse Trap

The damn thing was mine. I am a hunter, a skilled mercenary. I always get my prey. I will not fail. I have never failed a mission in my life, I will prevail. l am in the middle surrounded by traps, the fucker wouldn't get away from me this time. The damn rodent.

Ranger had put me in charge of riding the house of the elusive mouse that had been terrorizing Steph, while they are on vacation.

Why did they choose me for this illustrious job? Well, I opened my mouth and inserted my foot once again. I mentioned something about Steph gaining weight, and let's just say it went over like a less balloon. So, I am now on mouse duty.

How a woman who owns a rat, excuse me hamster, is terrified of a mouse is beyond me. I startled a bit when I heard the first snap of a trap, looking over I became horrified at the site in front of me.

The mouse had somehow trigger a trap and was scurrying away. I watched as it flew up in the air and landed on the one next to it, starting a chain reaction. My fear grew as I realized that I had no escape plan. I ducked and began protecting my head.

I realized my mistake when I felt one clamp down on the crotch of my well fitting pants. I screamed and dropped my hands to the injured area then my knees hit the floor. As I slowly opened my eyes it was to see two beady black ones staring back at me. The smug mouse looked like he was smiling as his whiskers twitched. I still was not admitting defeat.

I pulled the damn traps slowly from my battered body and it here more then when they had snapped. I had to win. I can not fail in this mission. It was now about honor. I winced as I sat up and called the local hardware store from my cell phone.

Three hours later I had everything I needed, including my nephew who was a priest. I figured a blessing and possibly an exorsism would be in order here. He laughed when I told him what was going on.

I had on canvas coveralls, a pair of work gloves and my steel toed cats on. He laughed even harder when he saw me. I could only scowl back at him. He had no clue what I had already been through with this stupid pest.

He helped me set up the animal friendly traps, believing that if we try to catch it alive it will go better. Then we'll just release it into the wild and all will go back to normal.

Miguel and I sat watching the traps from our places on the couch. I saw the horror pass over his face as we watched the thing slickly slip in and out of the trap. He said that he thinks we mat need to exorsise the thing after all, as he began sprinkling holy water around while blessing the house.

Just as he finished I heard it, one of the remaining snap traps engaged. I tried to warn him, but it was too late. he was over checking it out. Another snap, then a scream. I'm betting he wishes he had worn his robes instead of his slacks today.

He ran out of the house screaming about demon rodents when Ranger and Stephanie were coming in.

"Santos!" Ranger barked at me.

I could only shake my head as I limped my sore butt out of his house. Steph came out cooing at her cuppex hands and set something small and brown down on the ground.

"And you call yourself a badass," she snorted.

I watched in fear as the brown fuzzy rodent ran into my open car door.

"Cars yours now, I'm good. I'll run back to Haywood. Exercise is good for you."

"Les, it's fifteen miles away." Steph retorted.

"I'm good. Welcome back, see you Monday."

I was hoping that her car Karma would extend to my car...with the mouse inside. Damn mouse.

A/N it was just a little short one shot. I hope you enjoyed it. :-)