Ok, so I'm really sorry that this took FOREVER, but to make up for it, it's really long. And it's got some Eagle-in-pain, so I make it makes everything better. There aren't as much of the SEALs in this, so I hope no one is too upset with me... :)

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, OWWW!"

"Stop whining, Eagle, it's your own fault you dislocated your shoulder." Cub said. Eagle had gotten his butt kicked by Alex and had a dislocated shoulder and twisted ankle. He also had a small concussion, but that was completely his fault for running into the wall. Snake was working on his shoulder.

"But it HURTS! Cub, you should be over here fixing me, because IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!" Eagle half yelled, half whined. Cub, however, had disappeared in the five seconds it took for Eagle to glance at Snake. "I really hate it when he does that."

"Don't we all?" Fox muttered.

"Does he do that a lot?" M asked. Snake jumped at the sudden noise. He had forgotten the SEALs were there. Eagle yelped at the unexpected movement.

"All the time. Shut up, Eagle." Fox answered. Eagle hung his head, but he shut up. He had just learned his lesson that you shouldn't tick off the spy, and he didn't want to learn it again.

"And he hasn't gotten kicked out yet? Did he bribe the Sergent or something?" Asked J.

"Glad you decided to show up, Wolf." Fox said. Wolf was still outside the screen door that led to their cabin, but Fox had still heard him.

"Fricking spies." Wolf muttered. "We've been trying to figure that out for the last five years."

"That explains a lot." J said, voice dripping in sarcasm. K rolled his eyes, but said nothing.

"OOOWWWWWW! THAT HURT, SNAKE!" Everyone whipped around to see what had happened to see Eagle laying on his bunk and Snake standing over him. Eagle was clutching his nose.

"What happened?" The group (minus Eagle and Snake) asked, all sounding worried.

"He flicked my nose." Eagle whimpered. Everyone groaned. Leave it to Eagle to have a dislocated shoulder, and then start crying when his nose gets flicked.

M and J shared an exasperated glance. It was a lot different from the Navy training base back in America. And it probably wasn't a good different. Everyone back home would be hearing horror stories about these few weeks when they got back home.

Wolf, however, was on a completely different train of thought. He was trying to figure out why Eagle was still in his unit, and why they were still considered the bests unit. It was probably because Cub was in their group and his scores were averaged with Eagle's scores that Eagle was still in the SAS, much less why they were still the best unit.

"So, what are we doing next?" J asked. Fox shrugged. He was pretty sure they had another hour before they had to do anything. No one had told him otherwise.

"We have to get to the obstacle course. The fun one; not the hard one." Wolf answered. Snake sighed.

"There's a difference?" Snake asked, still trying to fix Eagle's injuries. "Hold still, Eagle. I'm not trying to hurt you, but you're going to hurt yourself if you don't stop moving!"

"But it hurts. I wanna go to the obstacle course, Snake!" Eagle whined. Wolf wanted to slap himself; Eagle was an overgrown five year old, but he wasn't a smart overgrown five year old like J. No, he was a whiny overgrown five year old.

"If you want to go and injure yourself even more, then go right ahead." Snake said, his voice dripping in sarcasm. Eagle hung his shoulders, but cried out because his shoulder was still in pain.

"Cub, I really don't like you." Eagle mumbled. Alex laughed. Eagle had always been the one to crack him up, even if it was slightly evil humor.

"Alright, kids. It's time to get moving, so shift your butts to the obstacle course!" Wolf barked. The two groups of men jerked up at his voice and groaned. They had been looking forward to their hour of free time.

"Aw, Wolf! Come on! Ten more minutes." Fox called over his shoulder.

"Would they really kill us if we missed this?" J asked. Everyone froze at his suggestion. "What?"

"Do you remember the first and last time we skipped an activity back home? We almost had our heads cut off and stuck on sticks to warn the other squads! Do you want to return home in a box?" K growled threateningly. J stood stock still and shook his head. They had gotten bathroom and kitchen duty for three months and he was still pretty sure he smelled like crud. "That's what I thought. If you make us skip this, I will personally gut you."

"I think that's my job, K." M tapped K's shoulder. K shrugged nonchalantly, but M understood: he didn't want to make a bad impression here.

"Well, now that we're all ready, can we go?" Cub asked from the door. His hand was holding the door open expectantly and the eight men filed out slowly.

DON'T MIND ME, I'M A PAGE BREAK!

"Where were you slackers? You're 46 seconds late! 5 laps around the course, NOW!" Needless to say, the sergeant was ticked. Well, more than ticked. He was on the verge of ballistic. "Cub, I need to talk to you for a minute."

The eight men that had followed Cub were shocked. Cub never got out of activities, nor did he want too, even when he was injured.

"How's your shoulder, Cub?"

"It's getting better. It'll be a while before it's completely healed and not stiff, but it's useable for now." The sergeant sighed. It shouldn't be that easy for the kid to just shrug off a bullet wound.

"Are you sure you can do this?"

"Yeah. I did the assault course a while ago and I beat everyone else, so it is useable. Is there anything else you wanted to talk about, or were you just checking on me?" Cub was anxious to get to training and he didn't like be forced to skip it because of an injury. He rarely told anyone of his injuries, and he wouldn't tell them about them even if they could tell he was injured.

"No, that's it. Don't bother trying catch up to them, though. You'll tire yourself out and you lot weren't actually late. I just enjoy watching them get annoyed." Alex and Sarge smirked as the Americans came into view 15 seconds before the SAS men.

"Cub, why…is the…obstacle course…so…freaking…big?" J asked as he came up to them. He was supporting himself on his knees and panting.

"You look like a dog. Where would the fun be if it were small?" Cub asked, and laughed at the look J gave him. And then he fell over to lie on his back. Cub kicked him to make him get up.

"I would appreciate it if you didn't abuse him. He kind of needs to be in good enough condition to finish the course." M said as he jogged up to Alex. He was obviously in better shape than J, but was still panting.

"Well, now that you're done warming up, we can do the course now." Cub grinned and ran off to the course.

"Why is he so eager to do this?" M asked Wolf. Wolf just shrugged. Cub had always been a little strange when it came to training, and this was no exception.

"I have no idea. Maybe he just doesn't have a life." Snake said sarcastically. Cub heard this and made a mental note to have a talk with K-Unit when they got back, preferably in the woods at night.

The obstacle course consisted of rope ladders, zip lines across a lake, a tightrope, and some other stuff. In short, this was much better and far more enjoyable than the assault course.

Cub ran full speed towards the zip lines; they were his favorite part of the course. It felt like he was flying and free from all his cares in the world. And then when he landed, the world landed on his shoulders again.

"Let's get moving, Cub." Ben jogged past him and yelled over his shoulder.

"Hey! Not fair!" Alex called back, although he couldn't think of a reason for it not being fair. Fox laughed and kept running, but Alex sped up. No way in heck was anyone going to beat him in this. They reached the zip lines at the same time, but because Cub was smaller, he popped up in front of Ben and grabbed the handle first. Alex laughed as he pulled away with Ben calling him a few not-so-nice names.

The zip line gave Alex a few seconds to think, but before he could form a coherent thought, the zip line snapped and Alex fell to the water below.

Hehe, the cliffie was kind of an accident. I think I just have a thing for cliffies. No one kill me please? As always, I love ideas! Please give me ideas so I can have an awesome stories. And if I don't update fast enough, please don't hesitate to yell at me. I love everyone that has reviewed, fav-ed, alert-ed, or even read this story. Y'all are awesome!