Authors Notes: Thank you to all of you that are reading! Hope you all have awesome plans for this weekend. :)

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They piled into the van after Murdock had made sure that the little boy would stay with the basketball players. He sat in the back with Face while Hannibal rode shotgun next to B.A.

They went over the plan as Hannibal relaxed into his cigar: they'd find where Sosa had gone, and would observe to see where the boy was. This was a search-and-retrieve mission, and they'd try not to hurt anyone, since they were dealing with a bunch of teenage boys.

B.A. nodded, "So we just knock'em around a bit if they don't behave." He could handle that, they probably needed the discipline anyhow.

She eyed the alley before her and glanced back… it was a dead end street, this being the only way onto the next or turn around and go back. She swallowed hard and turned to do just this, go back and take the long way around. It would be wiser, but as she started up the street she noticed a group of five fairly good sized teenage boys blocking her path. On instinct she moved to cross the street, keeping an eye on them as she moved when suddenly three more advanced from between two houses. They were going to give her no option but to go through the alley or them… essentially she was being herded. Not good.

Hannibal nodded in agreement. "And if they won't listen, well, we're big boys too." he glanced at Murdock.

The mad pilot grinned. "Got it, bossman."

Face sat uncomfortably silent beside his friend. They were approaching the area of town that was not very nice nor well-lit. Cautious, he looked down every alley and street.

She stood in the middle of the street feeling like she was in some old western stand-off. She knew no one would help her, she was alone in this and she wasn't about to run scared to some stranger's front door and knock fanatically anyhow. She watched as they moved forward both groups, making the choice for her, turn around and do what we want you to do. Fine. She turned and moved her hand away from her gun not wanting them to know she was armed and stalked towards the alley. Her purposeful walk earned her a few cat calls, but she ignored them as she entered the alley and felt them right behind her as three more came forward from the other end, "Are you guys going to dance for me now?" She joked, but of course none of them got it.

She felt one of them move up behind her, instinctively she whirled around, and instantly found herself being held in place by strong hands, "Stupid cops. Always sniffing around here and this time they send us a bitch to play with."

Charissa didn't struggle, but she stood there defiantly, "I'm not a cop."

"Hey, she's got a nice piece back here." One of the guys holding her exclaimed as she felt him pull her gun from its hidden holster and hold it out, "Small but looks like it'd pack a punch."

"Check her for more." The obvious leader instructed and she rolled her eyes as they attempted to frisk her, it ended up feeling like she was being felt up by fish.

"Nothin' else but a weird badge. She's right she's no cop…"

"I'd be careful with that if I was you, it's government property."

This made them all laugh, "You a fed then?"

Charissa sighed, "We playing twenty questions here?" She took that moment to move and managed to send one of her restrainers into the wall of the alley.

"Whoa. Woman's got moves." The leader told the kid she had thrown and then shoved her back against the wall hard enough to make her vision swim.

"There!" Face pointed, causing B.A. to jerk in alarm with the sudden explosion from the otherwise-silent man.

Murdock grabbed his cap and looked out the window: Sosa was indeed being manhandled - and thrown against a wall.

Hannibal barked sharp orders, getting out of the car and grabbing a flare gun, among other tools.

B.A. grumbled, "Damnit! I almost tossed myself through the windshield." He muttered and followed the orders given like the well oiled machine he was.

She managed to keep from sliding down the wall as she watched them discuss something, point at her and then push one of the smaller members forward.

"You wanna be part of us, you gotta take care of her. Be creative, Bobby." He warned and stepped back with the other gang members and watched.

"You don't want to do this Bobby; your little brother is worried about you." She explained calmly, but inwardly she was scared… she had no idea what they'd do if he didn't follow through or what he'd try if he did.

Bobby hesitated and looked back at the gang, he was doing this to protect his family right? He glanced back to the woman, she was pretty nothing overly special but he was sure she probably had someone being the looker she was. He swallowed hard, his mouth dry… he could just rough her up, would that be enough?

Suddenly one of his soon to be "brothers" came up to him and placed her gun in his hand, "Just an idea." He offered giving Bobby few pats on the back.

"You don't wanna do that kid. None of ya do." B.A.'s voice cut into the moment as Charissa looked up at the big dark skinned man with a pale face and relieved eyes.

And the Calvary arrives just in time!

Will the gang stand down? Or will B.A. get to rough'em up? And will Bobby side with the gang or step back?

Stay tuned to find out!

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