Author's Note: Once again..these characters are not mine. I am only playing! Almost to the end!

Warning: Tissue Needed!

Spidey Sense

Ranger's POV-

"Ram, what is your location?" A group of us left at 2000 hours headed for Pine Barrens. In that group was Tank, Lester, Bobby, Cal, and Hal. Another group left 2100 hours and that group contained Hector, Woody, Manny, Zip, and Vince. We were all at Pine Barrens watching Brit's place. It was now 2200 hours and it was time for Ram's team to take action.

"I have a visual, Boss." Ram replied back quickly. His team consisted of Zero, Junior, Erik, Brett and himself. His job was take out the two idiots in the black Sedan doing surveillance. "The assholes have rolled down their windows. They are wide open. Who opens their windows on a surveillance?" Ram added with a sneer in his voice.

Of course Ram wasn't going to kill them, just knock them out long enough to subdue them and lock them up at RangeMan.

"10-4." I told Ram. "Erik, do you have a visual of the target?" I asked him through the radio.

"10-4, Boss. Confirm on the visual." He replied back just as quickly.

I took a deep breath. "Take your shots."

They both replied back almost immediately with a 10-4. After a few seconds of silence, Ram was the first back on the radio.

"Target eliminated."

"Good job, Ram."

"Target destroyed." Erik's deep voice came through the radio; humor lacing it.

"Good job, Erik." I told him. "Now, handcuff them then take them to lock up cells in the basement of RangeMan. Once you arrive here with us, we will eliminated our main target."

I received a affirmative from both my men before once again it was silent.

Early That Day-Steph's POV

I looked back at Luke. He didn't look so good. "E-E-Eight, huh?" He said again. I nodded. "Big men?" It came out as a question so I nodded. I think he got whiter. I wonder why he was so scared. I closed my eyes for a minute and let myself think and feel. Did I feel scared or frightened when around Luke? I shook my head slowly. No I don't. I never had. I was just annoyed with him.

"Why does that thought scare you?" I asked. He glanced at Ava who had finished eating and was now watching the ocean waves crash against each other. I followed his gaze and nodded.

"Ava, why don't you go back to your sand castle." I told her.

She jumped up. "Okay, Momma." She ran over to her half completed sand castle and threw herself into building it bigger. I turned back to Luke.

"So, why does it scare you?" I asked again.

He licked his lips and swallowed. "I wouldn't say it scares me. It worries me a little." He started out.

"Why? I don't understand."

"You said you were not available for a relationship, correct?" He asked and I nodded. "I'm going to assume the reason for that is because you and Ava's father are still together. Am I right?"

A slow smile spread across my face. "Yea we are. I love him very much." I admitted to him.

He nodded. "I thought as much. And by the way Ava talks about her dad and her uncles, she's not scared of them. She doesn't fear them. She loves them and adores them. Hell, her whole face just sparkles and shines when she mentions any of them."

I couldn't help but grin. "She does, doesn't she?"

Luke let out a laugh. "Yes she does and so do you. You love them too."

I nodded. "I do, but I'm still not understanding. Why does that worry you?" I asked him again.

"If she cares that much for them then they probably care for her but a whole lot more. I would hate for my pretty face to get messed up. After all it is my only good quality." He said with a grin.

I punched his shoulder and rolled my eyes. "So you're worried that if they knew you were hanging around us that they would...what?"

He snorted. "I'm worried they're going to want to kick my ass. And by the way Ava has described them, that would be a very easy task for them." He admitted.

I shook my head in disbelief. I couldn't believe that is what he thought. "They wouldn't hurt you unless you hurt us. Because I wouldn't allow it. You have been nothing but kind since you took the hint and became our friend. You have nothing to worry about."

Luke nodded. "I'm happy to hear that, but I do hope that I one day get to meet Ava's father and uncles."

I grinned. "Ya never know Luke. It just might happen." I knew that to be true. Even though I covered my tracks well, it would only be a matter of time before Ranger or one of the guys found us. I just hope Ranger didn't move on without me. It would be my own fault, but it would kill me.

Cal's POV-

It was now 0300 hours and we were ready to go. The guards were now removing themselves from their positions and leaving in black Sedans. Nine people have left the ranch house and only three remained. One of those three was Brit.

I was pumped. I was ready. I was pissed. "We're moving in. Everybody keep your eyes open and senses alert. Remember, Brit will kill you without blinking an eye. Take out anyone you view as a threat, but leave Brit for me." Ranger told us.

We all agreed with Ranger and began to move in. Ranger and Tank kicked down the front door and immediately took out a tall man that was loaded down with weapons. We continued to move on through the house clearing each room as we went.

As I entered the study I heard a gun shot from somewhere else deep in the house. Only one more man remained and I just knew that man was Brit. I had my bullet proof vest on but I was scared walking into the house. Brit was a crazy man who didn't care who he hurt.

I cleared the study and turn to leave. I pushed the button on my radio as I turned around. Holding the button down, I barely contained my gasp of surprise as I came face to face with Brit. My gun was focused on his face and his was focused on my thigh.

"And who might you be?" He asked me.

I ignored the question. "Drop your weapon." I ordered him as I kept one hand on my gun and one hand on the button that was my only communication with Ranger and the rest of my team.

He laughed and it gave me chills. He was an evil man. His laugh said it all. "Give me your name and I might let you live."

I repeated myself. "Drop your weapon." I almost took the shot but Ranger wanted this guy. I so badly wanted to give Brit to Ranger on a silver platter.

"Well if you won't tell me then let me see if I can guess." He kept the gun trained on my thigh while his other hand came up and scratched his head. "You are in a lot of the pictures that I have of Ranger's little family." He took the hand off his head and pointed a finger at me. "In fact, you are the one that always seems to be holding that little brat of his."

My fingers on my gun flexed and I felt my jaw involuntarily tic. "I will kill you, Brit. So drop your weapon."

"Not if I kill you first." He pulled the trigger before I could react and I felt the hot sting of the bullet enter my thigh. He then kicked the gun out of my hand as I went down. It took me a minute to realize that he had hit my femoral artery. I was going to die if I didn't get help and soon. My vision was getting blurry but I could make Brit out standing over me; his gun aimed at my forehead.

"You're Cal." He said. "You will die because of that." That was all I heard before I lost consciousness.

Ranger's POV-

We all heard when Cal pushed the button down to talk into his radio. We all heard the gasp of surprise coming from him, even though he tried to contain it. We all heard the conversation that took place. We didn't know if Cal was armed or with what. Did he have his weapon when he came across Brit or had he already put it away.

We all moved through the house silently. The other two targets had been taken out so they were no longer a risk. I was hoping that Brit didn't know who Cal was but as I heard the next words out of Brit's mouth, I knew we didn't have much time left.

"You are in a lot of the pictures that I have of Ranger's little family. In fact, you are the one that always seems to be holding that little brat of his." It pissed me off that he insulted my daughter, but I needed to get to that room where Cal and Brit was. Brit would kill Cal only because of what he meant to Ava.

We heard the gun shot at the same time we rounded the hall way and Brit came into view. Cal was on the ground and Brit was standing over him; his gun pointed at his face. Please God don't let Cal be dead.

"Brit, drop your damn weapon." I told him; my voice even, showing no emotion.

Brit turned to look at me but his gun remained on Cal. "Now, why would I do that? After all, once tattoo boy here dies who do you think your daughter is going to blame for that?"

I clenched my jaw tighter together but didn't comment. I couldn't let him win. "Brit, I don't want to kill you. Drop your weapon." I did want to kill him but I wanted to take my time with him.

"Tsk tsk, Ranger. You shouldn't lie." He turned away from me and cocked his weapon; which was still on Cal.

"You would kill an innocent man to get even with me?" I asked; trying to buy time. My trigger finger was itching to shoot him.

He looked me dead in the eyes. "I can promise you that if you don't kill me here and now, that I will not only kill this one but I will hunt down your family. Once I catch them, I will take great pleasure in torturing them both until they have screamed their last breath. Your call Ranger. What's it going to be?"

I didn't hesitate. I pulled the trigger. The bullet hit him dead center between the eyes and he went down. I checked his pulse to make sure. He was dead. Then all eyes and ears went to Cal.

"Bobby, what does it look like?" I asked.

Bobby was holding his black shirt on the wound in Cal's leg; pressing tight. Bobby shook his head. "He hit the femoral artery. He's lost a lot of blood."

"I've already called 911." Hal called out from the door way.

I nodded and looked at Tank. "Does he have a pulse?" I asked.

Tank pressed his two fingers against Cal's neck. He nodded. "It's there but it is faint."

I leaned down into Cal's ear. "You need to pull through, Cal. The ambulance is on the way, but you need to get through this. Your bestie would be lost without you. We all would be lost without you."

Steph's POV-

I let out another deep breath and continued my pacing. It was almost five in the morning and I had been up since three. My spidey sense wouldn't leave me alone. I knew something was wrong. I just didn't know what. I checked on Ava almost a dozen times since waking and she was fine. She was breathing normal and her temperature was normal. Even though she continued to toss and turn in the bed, she was fine.

Two hours of pacing can wear anybody out, but I was wide awake and anxious. I was trying to think of who to call. I knew Mary Lou wouldn't know if something had happened to any of the RangeMen nor would my mom or dad.

I hated to bother Lula. I had only called her once in the last two weeks because the one time I did, Tank was with her. It scared me so bad that I was afraid to call again. I explained that to her in the letter I sent her. But I didn't have a choice, I had to call.

She answered after only ring. "White Girl?" She sounded uncertain but she was right.

"Lula, is everything okay?"

I heard her breath a sigh of relief. "Thank God you called. "Tank and the guys went on a take down tonight."

I felt my spidey sense kick up a notch. "Is everyone okay, Lula?" I asked.

"Tank called a little while ago. Cal was shot, Steph."

I choked back a sob. "What? Is he okay?"

"They don't know. Tank said he has lost a lot of blood. And that the guy hit an artery. They aren't sure if he'll make it."

I couldn't stop the tears that were streaming down my face. I glanced over at Ava who was sleeping. She was still tossing and turning. I didn't know what to do. I had to get there.

"What hospital, Lula?"

"St. Francis. Are you coming back?"

"I'm going to try." I told her. We said our good byes and hung up. I called Maggie.

"Hello." Her voice was full of sleep so I knew I woke her up.

"Maggie, I am so sorry to have woken you up, but I have a family emergency."

"You need to go back home, honey?" She asked softly; her voice speaking nothing but concern.

"I do. I'm sorry to leave you in such a bind."

"It is no problem honey. Do you have a way home?"

"I was going to call the air port and buy a couple of tickets."

"Nonsense. My brother is the Army and he has a helicopter available. Just get your stuff together and I'll meet ya out front in about twenty minutes."

I didn't know what to say so I just agreed. "Okay. I'll see ya then." We hung up and I just stood there. In the army and he had a helicopter. I bet he knows Ranger. I shrugged my shoulders. Oh well. Doesn't matter now. I just needed to get home.

Author's Note: :) Please remember that I have never been to New Jersey(sadly). So I have no idea where stuff is and how far apart it is..so please bare with me! Thanks!