Heya readers! Finally got chapter ten! WOOT! I'm so happy! I hope you all enjoy!

The sun had risen hours ago and they trekked up hill through thick brush. They had been walking all night and through the day, stopping only three times.

Kate stopped and threw her pack on the ground. "I need a break." She said, sitting down on the ground. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. She looked up and saw the group walking away. "Hello?"

Stryker looked back and stopped, rolling his eyes, he whistled to get everyone's attention. They begrudgingly decided to take a break and walked back to where Kate was. Manelli was managing to walk on his own now, and puffed on a cigarette. He gingerly sat down and slipped his pack off, digging in it for some alcohol to clean his wound.

Booth and Bones sat down next to each other. He grabbed his canteen and uncapped it, offering some to her. She looked at it and gladly took it. Bones took a swig of the cool water and gave it back. He put it back and dug in his pockets for the map, but was a fruitless search. "Bones, you got the map?"

She looked at him, and felt her pockets. "I don't have it, are you sure you checked all of your pockets? You do have a lot of pockets, maybe-"

"No, Bones, I checked them all." He said, irritated. Booth looked over at his men, "Does anybody have the map?"

Trigger shook his head and looked at Stryker. The sniper blew smoke from his cigarette, and checked each pocket. "No. Doc, you have it?"

Manelli thought for a minute and shook his head, "Huh uh. Maybe you lost it sometime last night, Sgt."

Booth swore and punched the tree next to him. How could he have lost the map. He couldn't count on Gabriel to take them the right way, for all they knew he was leading them to a Brazilian base or something.

Angela lowered her head and rested her chin on her knees. "I knew I should have just taken a vacation…" she muttered.

Ryan sighed, "Can someone please untie me? I'm sorry, okay?"

Stryker looked over at Booth and he reluctantly nodded.

Ryan stood and sighed with relief. Stryker cut the zip-tie off and pushed him against a tree, "You try anything again, and there will be no hands to zip-tie."

Ryan nodded quickly. He believed him. He sat down with the rest of the group.

Gabriel walked over to Brennan and sat down next to her, earning him a furious look from Booth. Gabriel shrugged it off. Booth stood up and looked down at Bones.

"Come here, Bones."

Brennan looked up at him and stood, "What?" She asked, brow furrowed.

"Your aim," He said, taking his berretta out and screwing on a supressor. "Is a bit off."

He gave the gun to her and she took it. Booth got behind her and wrapped his arms around hers, and placed his hands over hers. He brought her arms up and guided her aim toward a tree about 5 yards away. "Now, keep your right foot forward, and your left back, and lean in just a bit."

"But wouldn't this throw my sense of balance off."

"No. Bend your knee's a bit to sink your weight. You shouldn't be off balance."

He let go and stepped back. When he was happy with her stance, he nodded. "Now, aim at that tree."

"Which one?"

He pointed to the tree about a few meters away. His pack leaned against it. "That one, and when you shoot, relax, and squeeze the trigger, don't pull."

She nodded confidently and aimed. She relaxed, and fired off one round. Her aim was off, and the bullet ricocheted off his pack, grazing him in the leg. He yelped and hopped on one foot swearing like a sailor.

"Booth!" She gasped, watching him hobble around on one foot. She was about to look at his leg when he stopped her.

He waved her away, suddenly wanting space away from her. He clenched his jaw and gingerly toe touched the ground with his injured leg.

"You told me to shoot at the tree!" She yelled in her defense. He looked at her accusingly.

"Yes! At the tree, dammnit, not my leg!" He shouted.

"I didn't hit your leg, the bullet ricocheted-"

"Yes, Bones, you hit my leg! I told you to shoot the damn tree, not my pack!"

"I had no physical control of that bullet, Booth, you shouldn't have had your pack there."

"Wha- What do you mean you had no physical control- you were the one aiming the gun!" He shouted incredulously.

Trigger snickered as Booth and Bones finally calmed down. Booth looked back at Bones. He limped up to her and took his gun back, "Let's try something else…"

Angela smiled as she watched the two of them squabble for a couple of more minutes and checked to see how Manelli was doing.

"How's your chest?" She asked, watching him pour alcohol on his wound. He groaned and capped the bottle.

"Super." He lied.

Angela smiled and grabbed a sterile bandage from his pack, and wrapped him back up. "How long do you think we're going to be here?"

Manelli pondered the question for a bit. How long were they going to be here? Would they even make it to the plateau? How long would it take for pick-up? All of these questions plagued his mind until Angela got his attention.

"What?" He asked.

"I said, do you know?"

"Oh…uh...if everything goes according to plan, about…mmm…a day and a half. Of course…Custer had a plan…"

Angela hit him in the arm, causing him to grimace. "Why do you always have to be so negative?"

Manelli shrugged his good shoulder.

Meanwhile, Booth had given Bones a knife, and told her to throw it at the same tree. He had removed his pack to make sure there were no more 'accidents'. He took out his knife and threw it at the tree, hitting it in the middle. " Like that." He said.

Bones nodded and aimed her knife at the tree and threw it, it bounced off the tree and flung over landing in between Ryan's legs. His eyes were as big as saucer's. Booth tried not to laugh. He gingerly walked over to Ryan and grabbed his knife. "Maybe this isn't your thing, Bones."

Bones looked at him, "That was my first attempt. Let me try again."

Ryan looked horrified up at Booth, "For the Love of God! Whatever you do, don't give it to her!"

"I find I can very easily adapt to an environment, and throwing a knife is very similar." She reasoned, taking the knife back. Booth stepped away, far away, and rubbed his chin. "What have I done?" he thought to himself.

Bones threw it again and hit the tree. She looked back at Booth with a confident smile, and he just shook his head. He glanced at his watch and grabbed his pack. "Let's move out."

…

Gabriel led them through a thickly dense area in the jungle. Light rays poked through the canopy and the mosquitoes were horrendous. Angela slapped her neck and continued on. The deeper they went, the quieter it got.

Booth motioned for them all to get down, and they did. He looked back at Stryker and Trigger, and motioned for them to spread out, one on each flank. They obliged and crept 30 feet apart. Booth strained his eyes to see through the dense woods and took out his binoculars. He looked over at Manelli and signaled him to come. Manelli skulked toward him and crouched down, holding his chest. "What's up?" He whispered.

"I don't know. It's too quiet." He whispered. "Go and tell the other's to stay put for a second."

Manelli nodded and left.

A small dark object fell by Booth's foot and his heart skipped a beat. "GRENADE!" He yelled, running. The blast shook the ground, and branches fell off the trees. Taking a quick left he ran and dove when another bounced by his feet, blowing him a few feet in the air. He crawled up and shook his head, shaking the dirt off.

Booth fired off his M16 and shredded the leaves. Bones took out her berretta and fired a couple rounds at the advancing Brazilian army quickly coming into view. Angela covered her ears.

Booth ran and stopped in front of Bones, "Alright, we gotta move. We're outnumbered." He said. "Now, we need to continue north for 5 miles. We'll cover you."

Bones nodded and tapped Angela. Angela uncovered her ears and followed her friend. The Ryan and Gabriel followed suit and they crouched down and made their way north. Booth ran toward Stryker and Trigger and the dirt by his feet jumped up by a wave of bullets.

"Let's lay down some cover fire!" Booth shouted over the noise.

They fired at the platoon of Brazilians and they fired back with grenades. Trigger grabbed the pack that Hac had given him and he dug out some claymore. He looked over at Booth, "Cover me!" He shouted.

Trigger ran forward, hitting the ground. He took his claymore and set it toward the platoon. He grabbed a line and slipped it through the ring, and tied the ends of the wire to trees on either side. He ran back and dove to the ground unseen. "Claymore's set, that should give us a few minutes!"

Booth nodded and signaled them to head north to catch up to the others. He heard a wave of bullets spray on the right of him and he saw his medic in a dead run, zigzag trying to evade the rain of bullets. "Manelli! Get your ass over here!" He shouted.

Manelli gladly did as he was told and ran past Booth, Booth was hot on his heels and a huge blast blew them off their feet. The claymore had gone off and they heard shouts and screams come from the enemies platoon. It was a haunting sound that Booth was very glad to hear. He grabbed Manelli's jacket and pushed him forward.

…

When they finally met up with Bones, Angela, Kate and Ryan, they had hit the 5-mile marker.

Gabriel looked at the group, "We should find a different way across, I would me much more comfortable not having to cross the river." He said.

Booth huffed, "Listen, we don't have time to find a different way, Gabriel. The Brazilian army could be about an hour behind, and we need a larger time gap."

Gabriel swallowed hard, "Okay, but try to stay in shallow water, and if anything happens…do not stop."

Kate rolled her eyes. "Please. What could possibly be in the water that we haven't already came across?" She said, stepping down from the bank.

"Well, Caimans, anacondas, piranhas,-"

Kate's face fell, "Okay, forget I asked."

They all stepped down in the water. It was cool, but the current was strong. Gabriel led them, slowly. Ryan gulped and scanned the cloudy water.

"Stay close, Bones." Booth said, noticing she had started to slow down a bit.

Gabriel saw a slight movement in the water and panicked, "Go! Now! We must hurry!" He said, now running through the river. The others followed, not sure what spooked him. His panic was contagious and everyone else began to run through the river.

"Something moved passed my leg!" Kate screamed, and jumped up on Trigger.

Oy, I have to stoop for now. My brain has completely shot down and I can't even spell right, so- hope you like the chapter. I added some BB fluff in this, so I hope you enjoyed it! Review and tell me what you think! I'll start on chapter 11 tomorrow!

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