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The walk back to the hut was awkward. We all didn't quite know what to say, because, well, no one quite knew what anyone else was thinking.

It was Eagle who finally broke the silence as we reached the door.

"I can't believe you would drug me, Cub," he said, turning on me. "How am I supposed to trust you when you go and do something like that?"

"Eagle-" I started, but Wolf cut me off.

"It wasn't Cub who gave you the sleeping pills, Eagle; it was me. I put them in your juice this morning."

Eagle looked from me, to Wolf, and threw his hands up in exasperation. "Would someone please just tell me what the hell happened today? Because it seems like no one is giving me a straight answer!"

"Look," Snake said calmly, "we just wanted to help you out, ok? Everyone has something that freaks them out a bit, and it's easier to go through it when you've got others with you."

Snake, no matter how encouraging and pacifying he was trying to be, had just signed my death warrant. I could see it in Eagle's eyes as he took in that information. The way he turned towards me was absolutely animalistic, shoulders and calves tensed and ready to spring.

Maybe I should try playing dead… I swallowed nervously. Or maybe now would be a good time to explain everything before the raging SAS soldier puts you in a coma.

"Eagle, listen to me…" I said, raising my hands and slowly backing away from him.

He advanced on me, matching my pace step for step. "You little, backstabbing, son of a-" The last word was lost in the growls that tumbled from his mouth as he sprang at me and knocked us both to the ground. The breath was forced from my lungs as I slammed against the wooden floorboards, Eagle sitting on my chest. "I'm going to murder you, Cub!" he spat.

I could hear shouting in the background, but what was being said was drowned out by the blood pounding in my ears as Eagle raised his fist and prepared to bring it down on my unprotected face.

And then he was gone, dragged off of me and to the other side of the hut by Wolf and Fox, while Snake offered me a hand up.

That didn't stop Eagle from yelling obscenities in my direction, though, as he continually tried to free himself from his teammates' restraining grips.

"Are you alright, Cub?"

I pulled my gaze away from the three across the room from me to see Snake staring down at me with concern. "Yeah, I'm fine," I said quietly.

Though that wasn't quite true.

I could still feel the adrenaline pounding through my veins, making my heart race and my palms sweat. And what I had just seen from Eagle? Well, that…that was unnerving.

It wasn't completely his fault, though. The man had been a volatile cocktail just waiting to erupt since the fateful fight on Monday morning. Not only was he emotionally drained from having to deal for an entire week with the thought of facing his worst fear, but he also had the stress of trying to keep it a secret. Add to that the remnants of the drug that was still floating around his system and the confusion of what had happened to him today, and it was no wonder he had exploded like he did.

But it wasn't something I ever wanted to see again.

"-just calm down; calm down!" Fox was trying to reason with the man, but to no avail.

"I'm going to kill him! He's dead! You're dead, Cub! I can't believe-"

Wolf had had enough. "EVERYONE SHUT THE HELL UP!" he roared.

The room fell silent.

"Now," he growled, crossing his arms. "We're going to handle this like adults. The next person who throws a punch will get beat into next week, you understand?" No one responded, but that didn't seem to bother him. "First, are you ok, Cub?" he asked, looking at me.

I was stunned into silence. That was the second K-Unit member that had asked me that within the span of a minute. And Wolf had been one of them. That was just weird. Apparently having lost my skills of verbal communication for the moment, I settled with giving him a curt nod.

"Right. Eagle," he turned to the man, who was still glaring at me, "we need to get some things straight, here."

"Whatever," Eagle growled, shaking off Fox's hand. "You just keep him," he jabbed his finger in my direction, "away from me."

"No problem," I mumbled, following Snake as he shuffled over to sit on Fox's bed.

When we had all assembled in a rough circle – Snake and I sitting on one bed, Fox and Eagle on the one across from us, and Wolf leaning against the wall between the two – Wolf began the arduous task of rebuilding his unit to the point where we wouldn't have to worry about sleeping with one eye open.

"Eagle," he sighed, "Cub didn't tell us about your phobia. I followed him after he left the hut to look for you and overheard you two talking. It was my decision to tell the other two."

Eagle's eyes widened, betrayal flickering across his face. "Why would you do that?"

"Because you're a member of this unit," Wolf replied without missing a beat.

"And they need to know any weakness that can affect our missions, is that?" Eagle spat.

"No, that's not it," Wolf snapped back. "I told them so we could help you. I don't know where you've gotten this notion that being scared of something makes you weak, Eagle, but it's way off base. Only a moron is fearless, and only a weak man refuses to admit he's afraid. And you're neither of those."

Wow. Fox and I discreetly exchanged surprised looks. Despite the gruffness and at occasional attitude, it was obvious that the SAS had chosen well when they picked Wolf to be a unit leader.

Eagle was staring at the floor, jaw clenched. When he didn't get a response from the man, Wolf decided to push his argument even further.

"The part that disappointed me most, though, Eagle, was the fact that you thought we would judge you because of it. You should know us better than that by now."

There was a moment of silence before Snake chimed in. "He's right, mate. I could've just given you something to help you relax. It would've gone a helluva lot smoother than Wolf's idiotic plan."

Fox snorted. "That's for sure."

Wolf growled, but there was no anger behind it, ""Hey now, tou two were the ones who couldn't even kidnap someone right!"

"We were in broad daylight!"

"Yeah! And the man wouldn't be denied his balloon!"

I ignored their bantering, focusing on Eagle instead, who was still looking at his shoes. Then, as if he could feel me watching him, he lifted his head and met my eyes. There was no denying the guilt in them.

We'd all messed up at some point today. If we didn't make it better now, the rest of our time here was going to be hell…err, even more. Someone had to make the first step, and it might as well be me. I gave Eagle a nod of my head and a small smile, which he slowly returned after a moment. It was a mutual understanding of forgiveness with no room for grudges or bitterness.

Encouraged, Eagle then straightened up and cleared his throat, bringing the current conversation to a halt. "Uh, guys, I uh…I just wanted to say that I messed up on this one. Bad. I'm sorry for not telling you myself, and, uh, I really appreciate your help." He smiled nervously at them, waiting for a response.

"Well," Wolf grunted finally, "putting sleeping pills in your drink probably wasn't the best idea I've had. I'm sorry for drugging you, Eagle. It was a dumb thing to do." Snake cleared his throat, and Wolf sighed. "And I'm sorry for lying to you to get the sleeping pills, Snake."

The medic nodded, appeased. "If you ever do that again, though, Wolf, I assure you that any and all future pain medication will mysteriously turn into water pills."

Och, that's harsh, I thought as Wolf paled considerably. He must have a knack for getting hurt.

"Hey Wolf," Fox piped up, looking slightly chagrined, "I'm sorry for, you know…"

"Forget about," Wolf said gruffly, "we were both wrong."

I rolled my eyes. As nice as this was, it was bordering mushy, which was just awkward in a group of military men. It was high time to change the direction of the conversation before we all started spilling our guts to each other. I shuddered at the mere thought of it.

"Well, as long as we're all apologizing…" I said, drawing the group's focus to me.

"You're sorry you made me pay Eagle's bill?" Fox asked.

I shook my head slowly. "No. Wolf, I'm sorry I told the receptionist that you knocked Eagle's tooth out on accident when he stepped in front of the punch you were aiming at me."

Silence.

"You what?" Wolf finally gritted out.

"Well, I accidentally scratched the paint on your new car, right? And when you went to punch me, Eagle took it instead. Of course, he got you good in the nuts after that." They all looked rather confused, so I elaborated. "I had to play the sympathy card if we were going to get in, guys. By making Wolf out to be the bully, and Eagle the hero, she was much more likely to ignore the fact that he was drooling all over himself and let the doctor see him."

"So that's why…" Fox burst out laughing, "that's why she kept glaring at you Wolf!" he said between gasps. "She thought you were abusing your poor, adorable little brother!"

"You're such a brat, Cub," Wolf said, though there was a smile creeping at the corners of his mouth.

"So you've told me," I said, rolling my eyes.

"Hey guys, was her name Marie?" Eagle asked. He was looking strangely at a small scrap of paper in his hands.

I frowned "How did you know?"

"Well, I found this in my pocket when I woke-" Fox snatched the paper from his hand, not giving the man any time to finish.

Fox grinned as he read it. "Ooooh, Eagle! Charming the ladies even when unconscious!"

"What? No way!" Snake got up to look at it, and then shook his head. "Eagle, you dog, you!"

"But I didn't even talk to her!" Eagle protested.

"I'll be your toothfairy anytime, Henry!" Fox squealed in an eerily feminine voice.

"You guys are just jealous."

"Psh," Wolf snorted, "with the glare that chic has, she'll have you whipped in no time."

"Maybe she doesn't like bullies."

I grinned and quietly got up to grab my shower stuff, satisfied that things were back to 'K-Unit normal.' No one was having an emotional breakdown, trying to kill each other, or doped out on sleeping pills. I'd experience quite enough of all of that for one trip to Hell.

"So are you going to call her?"

"That's for me to know and you to never find out."

"Come on, Eagle! Don't leave us hanging!"

"I don't even know what she looks like!"

I was so absorbed in Fox and Snake trying to wheedle Eagle's intentions out of him, that I didn't notice Wolf standing by the door…until I ran right into him. "Whoa, sorry…" I made an attempt to go around him, but he grabbed my arm.

"Cub…" I blinked up at him, surprised by his tone. It almost sounded…embarrassed. "Look, what you did today in the Sergeant's office…"

"Don't worry about it," I gave him a small grin, "I figure I still owed you for those three bullets you took for me last year."

"I suppose you did…" he said quietly. I wasn't quite sure what was going on in his head, or why he was peering at me so intently, but after a few awkward moments I decided I'd had enough.

"So, are you going to let my arm go, or did you just really want to come to the showers with me?"

The man seemed to snap out of what ever funky trance he was in, and instantly dropped my arm like it was a hot poker. "Get out of here, Cub," he growled, giving me a firm shove out of the room.

"Are you sure?" I called back over my shoulder.

Wolf slammed the door in my face.

Yep. I chuckled as I went down the steps. Things are definitely back to normal.

And there is your full-fledged Eagle freak out, which you all were waiting for so patiently. I'm pretty proud of it myself, but, of course, I want to know what you thought of it. : )

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