DISCLAIMER: I don't own the marvelous Hardy duo, nor the wonderful and talented Miss. Drew.

WOOD

Location: West Virginia

Goal: Capture notorious smuggling ring leader and two henchmen.

Note: No alias's

"so do you guys understand?" I asked.

"yes, Drew" my team replied.

"are you sure? I don't want any problems"

"Yes, ma'am"

"Don't call me ma'am" I told them.

"yes, Drew"

"Ugh" I thought. "They're to much in sync. I miss team 102"

"Hardy, your leader for team B"

"which one?" Joe asked me with a smirk.

"which one do you think, Mr. Irresponsible?"

"okay, so I'm leader" Frank said.

"Ding, ding, ding. We have a winner"

Joe scowled, and I bit my lower lip to keep from laughing.

"ready?" Captain Moris asked.
"yes, sir" Frank and I replied in unison.

I brought out my AR-15 as I ran to the opposite side of the wooden warehouse.

Team A's job was to make sure Lors and his henchmen didn't get away, which they always did.

I made it to the back door to see Lors and the henchmen vanish into the oblivion.

Frank busted through the door in front of Team B and I commanded both teams to go after him.

"Joe's hit" he managed to get out.

My eyes widened. I cursed as Frank turned back into the warehouse and I walked in behind him.

Joe lay on his side in the middle of the warehouse, blood oozing out of the wound on his leg.

"radio in" I told Frank as I applied pressure to the wound.

"One H and Drew in warehouse tending to Two H"

"medic are on their way" the captain confirmed.

"Drew" my radio sounded.

"yes?" I replied.

"Lors is in our grasp, but he has some sort of trigger that he just pushed." I heard the assistant leader tell me.

"what's it for?" I asked.
"not affirmative" he replied.

My shoulders slumped at the sound of that.

"It's a trap" Frank said a couple seconds later.

"what?"

All he did was point, but, then again, that's all he needed to do.

There was C4 next to the stolen goods.

"explosives" I muttered under my breath, "of course"

"huh?" Joe muttered still in pain.

"This is a trap, I repeat this is a trap" I radioed.

Joe's eyes widened in recognition as his eyes fell upon the C4.

"Get out! I repeat, Abort!" Captain's voice bellowed.

"Frank" I began, but he cut me off with, "I got Joe".

We ran to the door, but seconds after we got out of the building I heard ticking. Lors must have been far enough away that it took the detonator a while to get signal to the C4.

The last thing I remember is getting flown into the air and something viciously hard hitting against my skull, then everything went black.

I came back to consciousness to hear Frank and Captain arguing.

"what now, huh?" Captain asked.

"we wait till the medics get here, or till she wakes up" Frank said calmly.

"Moris" I muttered not wanting to hear anything else harsh towards Frank come out of his mouth.

"Nance?" Joe asked as I opened my eyes.

"told you so" Frank said to Captain Moris.

"don't" I warned.

He muttered something under his breath so low that I couldn't hear it, but Captain Moris scowled at him, so I guess it was another insult.

Then and only then did I move my head.

"mm" I mumbled as the pain hit me.

"did you get the license plate on the Mac(c) truck that hit me?"

"one" Joe said to the captain, "she's fine." He turned to me. "Two, that truck looked awfully familiar to a wooden panel"

I laughed a little till the pain kept me from doing so.

I heard the sirens in the distance and knew that the medics were almost here. All I could do was hope that I could get some painkillers into my system before the pain became excruciating.

A/N:

Betsy: Yes, that was for you. And, by the way, 'Reviews are love' is a figure of speech used on fanfiction. Look it up.

Non-Haters: I hoped you liked this! Sorry if it was short, but I got bored of checking for news stories or new updates in the archives and decided to post this today! Deck the Halls is almost done too.