A/N: I only own Kimberly "Kimber" Hart. Everything else is not mine. Please read and tell me what you all think! I have a picture of Kimber in my bio.
As she began to pack up the truck, she heard Jensen playing with his "homemade toys"
Turning fully towards him, she had a bewildered look on her face "Why did the military decide to give him a gun?" Asked the brunet with big hazel eyes to no one in general.
"You're just jealous of my mad skills, Kimber!" Jensen said
"Oh so jealous." She replied back while rolling her eyes.
"Come on. This is wrong on so many levels. You in or not?" Pooch asked
"And get cheated again?" Jensen replied
Pooch leaned against the hummer's hood, "What? No, the Pooch may lie, the Pooch may steal, the Pooch may…"
"Refer to himself in the third person?"
"Occasionally. But the Pooch won't cheat."
"Well, the Pooch can relax. I was worried about Cougar."
"Yeah sure you were. It's always the quiet ones you have to watch." Kimber butted as she winked at Cougar, who just smirked while cleaning his rifle.
"What? Its Blind Man's Bluff. High card wins. How the hell can a man cheat you?"
Pooch sat in the back of the hummer, "Well if you're Kimber, all you have to do is flash Jensen and he folds. That could count as cheating."
"Well that works with any female species though. It's honestly not my fault Jensen can't help but give up when boobies are thrown in his face." Kimber laugh along with Pooch and Roque.
"Alright, get a card." Kimber stated as everyone settled down in the back, all reached for a card.
"Feel like I got something here. I got something."
"I hope its something I can't catch Pooch." Pooch glared at Kimber as he struck the card to his forehead. After smiling cheekily at him she placed hers in her green bandana.
"Queen, king, jack. Queen, king, jack. All right." Jensen mumbled to himself.
"I got a great, great feeling about this one." Roque said as he struck his to this hat.
Now seems like a great place to break and introduce you all to the heroin of the story. Sergeant Kimberly "Kimber" Hart specialist in short range weapons/explosions and unofficial cook of the unit. Kimber has been with the unit for almost two years now. A little less than Jensen has been. She is twenty-three years old, graduated from West Point with honors, can speak fluent Spanish, French and German. Her parents died when she was twelve and her only family is her eighteen year old little brother, Elliot that lives with their grandmother in Arizona. She has short brown hair that when she is usually on a mission keeps under a bandana.
"Your mama had a great feeling last night." Jensen told Roque
"Oh, that was a mama joke." Pooch slapped Jensen's hand.
Jensen just continued to grin at Roque, "What? All right."
"All right, let's go." Roque took out a very long blade.
"Okay, it's a game." Kimber said as she eyed the knife that Roque just laid on the table
"All right, I will raise you." Jensen said
Kimber let out a low whistle as Jensen put down his prized handgun, "You don't wanna do that." Roque said
"Oh, no?" Jensen asked with his cocky grin
Pooch pick up the gun, "Got this piece off that Honduran general?"
"Yes."
"Guess what? I'm definitely in." Pooch put down his semi-automatic.
"Well if the boys are betting big, I guess I will too." Kimber took out her .m95 from her side holster, kissed it lightly then polished the smear away.
Jensen eyed her gun greedily, "Is that the gun you took back in Philippines."
"Yep, like my Daddy always said 'Go big or go home' I figured I just do that."
"Wise man, that father of yours." Pooch said as he too was drooling a bit at the gun.
"Little girl, I'll show you big." Roque took out another, much larger knife.
"Hey, I'm not little!"
"And she ain't no girl either." Jensen said offend.
Kimber sharply turned to Jensen, "Then what am I?"
He scratch his head slightly, "Umm…well your Kimber. You are a Loser."
"Just what every woman wants to hear. You just know how to sweep me of my feet, Jensen."
"Coug, it's your bet." Pooch pointed to Cougar, who began lifting up a sniper gun
"Hey, losers!" Everyone in the hummer turned towards the voice, "It's time."
Everyone got in the hummer, Kimber sat upfront in between Clay and Pooch. Pooch drove crazily through the jungle as Clay stated what the mission was.
"We got a drug and arms dealer named Fadhil running a homegrown terrorist assembly line out by the Madre de Dios River basin. We find it, we paint it for a laser-targeted bomb, we get the hell out. No muss, no fuss."
"For that, they need us?" Roque asked
"You'd rather take on fifty dudes with AK's?" Pooch retorted.
Kimber punched Pooch in the shoulder, "I hope your happy. You just totally jinxed us." Everybody just looked around at each other, while Pooch laugh.
Once they reached their destination on the hill top, everyone got in their positions. Roque brought out his scopes. As Cougar set up his sniper rifle just incase, Jensen was on the hood of the hummer getting everything ready with radio. Pooch and Kimber set up the laser to paint the target. And Clay stood back and supervised.
"All right, I got eyes on Monsieur Fadhil." Roque stated
Clay commanded, "Paint it."
"Showtime fellas…and Kimber." Pooch said as started up the laser, "Go ahead and call me Michelangelo."
Kimber kneeled down next to Cougar, he smirked then handed her the rifle so she could see the premise being lasered. Everyone knew Kimber's secret obsession lasers. "Dropkick, this is Pinball. Request fire mission." Jensen said in the walkie-talkie, "The target is lased, and you are clear to make a run from north to south. Over."
In their earpieces they heard the pilot reply "Roger, Pinball, target acquired and locked. Be advised, ETA fireworks, zero eight Mikes."
"Roger, we'll break out the earplugs."
From the scope on Cougar's rifle, Kimber spotted a truck pull up that made her gasp. Cougar looked at her worried then took back his gun. What he saw made him call Clay over, "Boss?"
Cougar gave Clay the gun, "They're using kids as mules." He handed the rifle back to Cougar, "Call it in."
Jensen immediately began talking over the radio, "We have children at the target site. Repeat, we have eyes on children at target site. Please advise."
A different voice came over the radio, "Acknowledged. Maintain position."
Roque disbelieving looked over at Clay, "Maintain position? What is he talking about?"
Jensen continued to talk to the voice on the radio, "We strongly recommend cancellation of payload delivery."
Again the voice replied, "Your orders stand. Prep for extraction."
Kimber looked up and Clay with worried eyes as he and Roque had a silent talk, "Cougar."
Cougar stood up and smashed the laser with the butt end of his rifle, "Dropkick, this is Pinball. Equipment has suffered catastrophic system failure. Am calling an on-site abort."
After a long pause, everyone on their feet "Well that was just stupid."
"Is this Mission Controller?" Clay asked
"This is Max, Colonel Clay."
Clay began to get more upset, "No one uses names on comms. This is a secure military channel."
"Really?" The voice replied
"Goddamn it, listen to me. There are children on-site."
"And you think I didn't know that?" The voice said.
"That little piece of shit!" Kimber respond, Cougar grabbed her arms so she wouldn't be attempted to say anything over the comm.
"We locked coordinates the moment you painted." Continued the voice, "Delivery will occur on schedule. Have a super day."
"You can't…" The voice end transmission as Clay started to talk. "Shit! Jensen, contact the plane directly. Call an abort."
Jensen was messing around with the radio, "I'm trying. He's jamming us. There's nothing I can do."
Clay looked at Kimber then at Roque, who nodded "There's something we can do."
Roque looked down the hill, "All right, here it is. Six against the fortress." He checked his watch, "We got maybe, what, eight minutes before an air strike sets the world on fire."
"Always the optimist Roque." Kimber said as she started towards the hummer, "We have plenty of time."
Pooch drove down the hill to the premise, while Cougar was through the hole shooting at the enemies. The car skidded to a halt as everyone piled out, guns a blazing and headed towards the rear of the hummer.
"Us against fifty dudes with AK's, huh?" Pooch joked as he came sliding around.
"I told you, that you jinxed us." Kimber said while she shot her rifle at the bad guys.
"Jensen, Pooch, get a truck for the kids. Rest, out in five." Clay commanded
Pooch and Jensen ran out while the rest covered them, "Airstrike in four and change, ladies!" Roque called out after them
"Be out in four. Rally point. On me." Clay changed his orders around.
Cougar and Kimber went left while, Clay and Roque went right. Kimber cleared the area down below as Cougar cleared the rooftops. "Isn't this a great way to spend a Sunday?" Kimber joked as she shot two man in a row "That makes twenty by the way."
"I'm still beating you by ten…" Cougar answered back, before shooting another in the chest "I'm mistaken, eleven."
"Show off." Then ducked as Cougar put his rifle up to her head.
"Now its twelve." He said after he killed the man that was behind Kimber, "And you owe me."
"What do you want for my life?" She teased him
"I'll think of it later." Cougar said smoothly, as they jogged around the building.
Over the earpiece they heard Pooch say "Clay, we got the kids. Rally point, two minutes."
"Time to get the hell out of Dodge." Kimber said as she lead the way to the Rally point. She heard a pop in her ear and looked to her left.
"Now that's thirteen, and you owe me twice for saving your life."
Kimber rolled her eyes, "No way to prove it. No witnesses."
"Because I shot them all." In the distance Kimber could see a mini yellow bus that Pooch and Jensen were loading the kids in.
"Clay, get the hell out. We gotta go, now." Pooch said over the radio.
Cougar pushed Kimber into the back of the bus as he waited by the door for Clay. She sat down next to Jensen as Clay came running towards the bus with a little boy.
"Oh, you stop for coffee in there?" Pooch said as he glared at Clay slightly. Cougar slammed the door and came round to the other door. Pooch began to drive off.
"What kind of blast radius we looking at?" Roque asked Jensen as he showed him the three mile radius on his screen, "Okay, Pooch, I need you to make this bus go a little faster."
"Now!" Kimber added in.
"Everybody, hold on to something." Clay order all
Kimber put her arm on the seat front of her as Jensen hugged her side "I'm pretty sure, Clay meant something on the bus not on a person."
Cougar looked back and saw Kimber's side still be manhandled by Jensen as he handled on. Kimber looked behind them and saw the flash over the bomb go off. The fire of the bomb caused the bus to speed up and go over a hill. Everyone began screaming and saying their hail Marys.
"I got it, I got it!" Pooch yelled over the screams. He tried to slow the bus down.
"There we go, Pooch!" Clay shouted, and then landed in a hole of mud. The children's screams lead way to their laughter. As everyone did a sigh in relief.
Everyone began piling out of the bus, Cougar grabbed Kimber's hand and pulled her across the mud as the others got the children out. Kimber turned towards the children "Muy bien, quién quiere ir a casa?" (Alright, who wants to go home?)
All the children raised their hands and began screaming "Digo!" (I!)
Kimber and Cougar laughed at the children as she advised them on what they were going to do, "Bueno, vamos a llegar a todos ustedes a casa entonces. Sostenga la mano de la persona a tu lado y caminar como un grupo. De acuerdo?" (Okay, let's get you all home then. Hold the person's hand next to you and walk as a group. Okay?)
"Si, si" Filled the air around them as they walked towards the clearing where the helicopter was landing.
"Pinball, this is Chopper 3. Prepare for extraction." The pilot said over the radio
As the trees thinned out, Clay spotted the copter first "There she blows."
"Let's go, let's go!" Pooch said as all the children began running towards the copter
"Everyone together." Jensen added
And in Spanish, Kimber stated "Todos juntos." (Everyone together.)
Clay got up to the door as it opened, "Sir, there's not enough room for your team and them."
He looked around then responded "Then it's them." And he began helping the children up into the helicopter.
"Watch your heads!"
"Everybody in!"
"Let's go, let's go." Was what the whole unit was saying to the children as they piled in.
After all of them were in, Clay said "Adios." He turned towards the man inside the copter, "Get them out of here."
Kimber was still waving at them as the helicopter took off, "Those are some cute little buggers. Hope they can make it to the court martial." Pooch said
"At least they are safe now." Kimber sighed as she continue to look at them.
"What is that? You hear that?" Roque said out of nowhere. A buzzing sound filled the air
Jensen was playing with his radio again, "Guys, this is bad."
A man's voice filled their eyes, "Max, Cobra One, Bandit locked."
The man named Max from earlier replied "Understood. Cobra One, kill Bandit."
The whole unit began races towards the helicopter as a missile was fired from an aircraft. "NO!" Clay yelled, but there was nothing anyone could do. The helicopter was shot at and exploded felling down to the ground in pieces.
Everyone was shocked, standing around the wreckage with open mouths and wide eyes. Cougar began praying as Kimber sink to her knees and cried.
"That's suppose to be us." Clay declared. Cougar helped Kimber to her feet as the all stood behind Clay and gave him their dog-tags to throw in the fire.