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So. This chapter. Idk. I ... I don't know how you guys are going to like it? Because I'm not sure how much I can see it myself? So if you have any ideas or suggestions, I am open to them, however, for now, this is how the story is playing out ...

Enjoy? XD

One minute, MacGyver was unconscious. The next thing he knew, he was jerking upright, though he immediately regretted that decision as his head began aching.

Squinting his eyes to try and filter the sudden light that was hurting his head, Mac looked around, the recent events coming back to him. He hoped he was remembering things incorrectly, but when he saw James and Jack both tied to chairs looking at him, he groaned in frustration.

"You've got to be kidding," he grouched.

"Three guesses as to where we are," Jack muttered.

"No need to guess, Mr. Dalton," a familiar voice answered. Familiar to both MacGyvers, at least. A large man strode into the room and stared at his three prisoners with a wide grin.

"Jonah Walsh?" Jack guessed, even though he knew that was exactly who it was.

"Mr. Dalton," Walsh greeted. "Nice to meet you in person finally. I must admit, I'm impressed with how well you took out my guards in Mexico. Was not expecting that."

"How's about I show you my skills up close and personal?" Jack offered, tugging at the straps holding him down. Walsh ignored him and turned his attention to the two MacGyvers.

"You two," he said with a frustrated chuckle, scratching the back of his head. "I will admit, I should have known better than to leave the two of you alone with all those chemicals. That was … that was not my brightest idea. However, I won't be making that mistake again," he promised. With a nod, he signalled for his men to move forward, and they grabbed Mac by his arms. They pulled the ropes off his arms and hauled him upright.

"Walsh, he's got nothing to do with this!" James insisted, tugging at the straps holding him down. As Mac's restraints were undone, the blond tried to fight back, but Walsh took a step forward and placed a gun against James' head.

"One more move, and I blow daddy away to kingdom come," he stated. "And we wouldn't want that, would we?"

"I've already told you, Walsh," James said, glaring at his ex partner. "We're not helping you make the serum."

"Oh, I think you will," Walsh said with a cruel smile.

"What, you're going to kill my son if I don't help you?" James shot back. "You saw how well that worked out last time."

"You're right," Walsh said, inclining his head. "But that's why I'm not asking you to help me."

James stared at Walsh for a moment before he finally understood what the man was implying. MacGyver understood what was being implied much faster than his father, and he stood there with a grim look on his face.

"Walsh," James began, but the man cut him off.

"What we really need is a fresh set of eyes," Walsh explained. "You're just the man we need for this, Angus."

"The boy doesn't know what he's doing," James said from his seat. Mac glared at his father. He knew James was trying to convince Walsh that he was the man for the job, but it wasn't going to work, and insulting his son didn't gain James any points in anyone's eyes.

"And to make sure you do the best you can, we're going to be using your father and Jack here as the test subjects," Walsh added.

"Why both of them?" Mac asked, still trying to release himself from the men holding him.

"I know you probably couldn't care less about what happens to James, but you care about Dalton; that's your incentive. Using James is just for my benefit."

"Angus, don't do this," James said. "That's an order."

Mac bristled at his father's attempt to control him, but ignored it. Instead, he looked over at Jack, who shook his head, unsure of how to move forward.

"Don't worry about me, Mac," Jack said. One of the men standing above Jack punched the former Delta, snapping the man's head to the side. When Mac struggled harder to get away from the men holding him to go help Jack, Walsh sneered at the younger man.

"Think of it this way," he said. "Create the serum, and that way they'll both have a fighting chance, even if we shoot them. You saw what the serum can do before the … side effects kick in. They'd have a fighting chance if you can perfect the recipe."

When MacGyver still didn't jump at the opportunity to basically create a super soldier serum, Walsh cocked his gun and aimed it at Jack.

"Or I could just shoot them now," he offered, his tone and body language letting MacGyver know that he was completely serious.

Jack was shaking his head at his friend, but Mac didn't pay attention to him. He and Walsh were having an intense staring contest, neither of them willing to break eye contact first.

"You can either give them a chance, or watch them both die here and now," Walsh repeated.

"Kill them, and you lose all hold over me," Mac pointed out. Walsh considered this and inclined his head.

"Fair point. So I'll just kill one now." Walsh's finger twitched, and there was suddenly a loud bang! Mac shouted, trying to lunge for Jack as the Delta shouted in pain and swore at Walsh. Mac stared at his friend, focusing on Jack's shoulder. "A flesh wound," Walsh continued, even though everyone could see that the wound was nothing serious. "You see Angus, I'm more than willing to kill to get what I want. The question is: what are you willing to do to get your family back in one … well, mostly one piece?" Walsh smirked, and MacGyver wanted nothing more than to wipe the smug expression off the man's face, but Walsh's gun was still aimed at Jack. Even though it was practically a scratch, Mac didn't want to cause his friend more pain than he already had.

After waiting and considering for another minute, weighing the options before him, Mac sighed. "I'll make it," he finally agreed. Walsh grinned like a child on Christmas morning, but the presents under the tree were poisons and bombs and things that he could use to hurt other people.

"Great. Well, let's get started. Your lab is right this way, sir," he said sarcastically, gesturing widely for Mac to follow him. The blond trailed behind Walsh, but he looked back and saw that Jack and his father weren't being moved. Walsh glanced at the younger man and seemed to guess what Mac was thinking.

"Oh, they're staying right there," he said in what Mac assumed was supposed to be a reassuring voice. "Like I said earlier, we aren't having a repeat of what happened last time. They're staying right there to make sure you behave yourself."

A shove from behind encouraged Mac to keep moving. He glared at the man who had shoved him, and the guard glared right back, holding up his gun threateningly before hitting Mac's shoulder to get him to turn back around.

"Valdez," Walsh barked, glaring at the guard. "He needs to be able to mix ingredients. He can't do that if he's got a bum shoulder."

Valdez didn't apologize or say anything, but he did leave Mac alone as they walked deeper into the building.

They reached their destination after a few moments, and MacGyver was shoved inside. It seemed like Walsh had learned from his mistakes last time; what space wasn't being taken up by the large table in the center was filled by armed guards. However, Mac was more focused on the table as he noticed there was nothing on it.

"It's gonna be a little hard to make something it if I've got nothing to work with," the blond pointed out drily. Walsh simply smirked.

"You'll have whatever you need brought to you," Walsh explained as the young man looked around. "Here are all of daddy's notes," Walsh continued, tossing Mac a file. "And this is what we've discovered." Another folder was placed on the table. Mac began leafing through the files.

"I'll be back in a few hours," Walsh added as he walked towards the door. "These men have orders to shoot Jack, then your father if you do anything stupid."

With that, James' ex partner strode out of the room, leaving MacGyver alone with five armed thugs. Mac looked at the notes in his hands and sighed. As much as he hated what he was about to do, he knew it was best to play along to keep Jack and his father safe. And he had to admit, the puzzle of cracking the serum had been playing in the back of his mind ever since he found out about it.

"Let's get started," he muttered to himself.

Okay, I know that it may seem OOC for Mac to go along with this, but ... I dunno, maybe I should change it, but for now, this is how it's written XD If you guys have any suggestions, feel free to let me know. Constructively, please ^-^

Also, I guess I should point out that while this technically takes place after the season finale, this is kinda sorta what I would have liked to see happen IN the finale? So maybe I'm weird, but yeah. Idk. Take that how you will, if that made any sense at all XD Like I said in the first chapter, this is gonna be a fairly short story, and come September 28th (I'M SO EXCITED), this could be a completely out of date story depending on what they do, but yeah. Sorry. I feel like I'm rambling now. It's almost Friday, and I'm tired, so I'm going to stop talking now XD

Lemme know what you think!