Chapter 21: "Not Quite"

Warning: Foul Language/Swearing

About every 2 minutes of Scott flooring it down the main road to see Chase,Marshall and Tracker about his early intruders. He kept turning around to look through the back windshield if he was being followed. By another Assassin or just the Police. Scott wasnt the paranoid type, he wasnt scared of being caught and possibly being thrown in a Foreign jail. He was most nervous about what his supervisors in the FBI were going to do with him.

After swerving past trees and rocks in and on the side of the road, he reached the muddy road that leads down to the building they were staying in. Whist slowly driving down the muddy path, he noticed a light on the first floor was on. He thought it was strange as tomorrow was the day to raid the bunker, which meant Marshall, Chase and Tracker should be asleep getting their rest. Fearing something was wrong, Scott parked his silver car a distance away from the house just in case something happened.

He then got out and advanced onto the house, he drew out his Deagle and got to the front door, as his speculation of what happened inside got a little bit more sensible. If the house was broken into by someone, For sure Chase,Tracker and Marshall could fight them off easily. Not to mention this safe house was very secluded, It would be very unlikely to Scott that a few petty robbers could have found a secret Government building in the Jungle...or maybe Marshall could have accidentally left the light on before he went to bed.

"Scott, what are you doing here?" Scott froze and turned to his right side to see Marshall coming from the other side of the house with a concerned and frightened look. Blackwood lowered his Hand cannon upon seeing the familiar and friendly face.

"Rodriguez sent some goons after me to kill me and Im pretty sure the Police are looking for me now, I need to speak with the others about something...and why were you outside?" Scott felt it weird that the Dalmation was outside at this kind of time.

"I-I cant find the others" Marshall stated, The Operator started to get confused about this explanation. How could Marshall now know where they were?!

"What do you mean you cant find them, you arent here?"

"No, I woke up a couple minutes ago to get some water from the kitchen, thats when I saw Tracker's bedroom door open, I saw he wasnt in his bed, I search everywhere for him. Then I went to go alert Chase, then I saw he was gone too" Marshall explained to Scott, Scott himself couldnt believe what he hearing. This was a mystery that need to be looked into and uncovered. Scott then offered to help by looking around with Marshall.

After a few minutes of looking inside nearby trees and other parts of the house Marshall felt like he didnt check properly. Even getting so desperate that they started looking in place no way Chase and Tracker would even be or fit, like under the couch. The only weird thing Marshall thought was odd was the way Tracker's room was left in almost destruction, things had been knocked over and some were broken. Whilst Scott was passing a window from the downstairs, he looked out the window to see a major clue was there in plain sight, or in this case, wasnt there.

"Hold on, Doesnt Tracker park his cruiser in the front?" Scott asked, Marshall went outside and look to see he was right, Tracker's cruiser was gone. This concluded they were not at the house, but this clue lead to a major problem. Since they took the car, they could be just about anywhere in the country right now.

"Mmm...Maybe they both just went to go get something and come back" Scott shrugged as he began to walk back to the house in a calm manner, thinking he might aswell just waiting on them to come back. Marshall didnt follow, he knew if Chase went to go somewhere to get something, he mostly certainly wouldnt let Tracker come with him, And after seeing how Tracker's room was, he knew this wasnt something as innocent as an errand run.

"I dont think its that" As Marshall's mind started to brew up scenarios of what could happened, One stood out in suspicion. The Cartel Boss, Aldridge, did indeed say that he knew where the three were staying, The Dalmatian then came to the horrible conclusion that Tracker and Chase were maybe captured.

"We have to find them, they could be in trouble" Scott then heard out Marshall's idea of what could have happened to them, Scott got also worried. Fortunately for Scott his vehicle had the perfect equipment to find the two.

"Alright, I didnt think we would have to use this"

"Use what?"

Scott then walked over to the driver seat of his car to lean over to the dashboard to pull out a secret compartment inside the dashboard, it was then which he pulled out to reveal it look like a Laptop. The device was no Laptop, It's use was to intercept call and Track down to telecommunication. The Operator then had an idea.

"I have an idea, You're with Paw Patrol, correct?"

"Yeah"

"And your owner contacts you through your tags,right?"

"Yeah"

"So it indeed uses telecommunication"

"I-I guess"

"Which can be Tracked, Im going to try and get Chase and Tracker signal, so we can follow and see where they were, I just they arent out of range for it to work" Scott began to work, trying to sync with Marshall's tag to get to get a hold of Chase and Tracker's. Since all Paw Patrol tags are connected within the same communication line, To Scott, this should be easy. On the widescreen of the Device, it showed 2 red dots heading toward a coastline.

"Thats them?" Marshall asked, referring to the dots on the screen. Scott nodded and maneuvered his car to the main road and head out to get to them.

Tracker's body felt like it acing from all the pain, He slightly opened his eyes and raised his head slightly to see he was lying down in the bottom part of the front seat. His paws still tied together but the tape across his mouth was removed. Chase was seen driving the cruiser with a stern face. He heard a little rustling and looked over at the Potcake to see he was awake.

"Good, you're awake, About a couple minutes and this will all be over" Chase stated, he wasnt happy that Tracker was awake, he was just being a wise-ass. Tracker then retracted his sight back to his tied up front paw. He tried to lip out of them, but it didnt work as they were just too tight on his wrists. He then tried to bite onto the rope, Even though his bite was much deadlier than his bark, He knew it wasnt a good idea since Chase could just lean over and knock him unconscious again.

"Chase...Please, I know you dont like me, But this is over the top" Tracker stated, The German Shepherd looked over and scoffed at him before returning his sight back on the main road.

"Just shut up, I've had it with you, you think I dont know about you and Skye, She's mine and I'll get to an extreme length to keep her and get you out the way...forever" Chase growled, he didnt even face down Tracker. He was still focused on the road. It only sound that came into their ears was the purring of the engine and passing cars on the asphalt road. Tracker was both confused and terrified when Chase mentions him getting him out the way forever. The Jungle Ranger's brown ears flopped down in fear as his brain started to drift and imagine what was going to happen to him. It still wasnt clear to him.

Instead of starting an argument with Chase on how his actions are wrong...even though they are. Tracker instead tried to reason with him. "Chase..Do you think Skye and the other's would appreciate you doing this?"

"I'll just make something up that you got eaten by an alligator or something, I know lying isnt my thing, but everyone in Adventure Bay pretty much trusts me with their lives. Heck; If I said the sky the turning purple with Zombies rising from the grave, they would believe me" Chase confidently stated.

"And do you honestly think you're not walking into a Trap?!" Tracker pretty much shouted, he had lost his cool knowing Chase was actually willing to trust Aldridge.

"I know when I'm walking into a trap, Judging by the guy's tone and his devotion to have your head, Im willing to bet he'll stay true...besides, If I am, I plan on shooting fist" The German Shepherd stated as he motioned to his side ot reveal his service pistol, as he kept cruising down the road ,he turned onto a dirt road that leads down into a row of trees, from the corner of his eye. Chase spotted a sign that read "7-10 Puerto internacional para mercancías" (7-10 International Harbour for Goods). The sign had large amounts of rust on the side and front. It was safe to assume that this was the Harbour Aldridge was talking about. After driving past the barley readable sign, Chase made his onto a small asphalt road that was clear it hadnt been taken care of in years, probably decades. There was an entrance checkpoint that was damaged and torn down, the chain fence was rusted and so very weak. The German Shepherd just rammed into it fell down without a struggle.

After making driving past a few rusted shipping containers and small storage buildings that looked like they had been hit by a tornado. Chase's only task now was to find the 3 personnel that Aldridge sent.

"Chase..please, this isnt worth it. I know you are mad at me, Hell, you probably want to cut my head off and feed me to a pack of hunger tigers. But you cant make these decisions for Skye, Love can be damned this and it can cause people to wicked things and you indeed have fell victim to it. How would Skye react to you Trading me off to the Cartel, I do Love Skye... I will admit it, I know I probably cant change your mind on you are going to do, but please...Take care of her, If I cant join her here, Then I will see her again in the heavens" Tracker then hung his head down, fully accepting his fate knowing that this day was going to be his last. Chase didnt know what to say, was The German Shepherd having a second thought on this?

"Jesús, odio estar cerca del agua, demasiados mosquitos" (Jesus, I hate being near the water, too many mosquitoes) One of them said, as they waited for Chase to get here with Tracker. Beside one of them was what looked like to be A female Cockapoo with a bag of her head. She kept squirming and small mumbles were heard from her, signaling behind the dirty bag, she was also wearing a strip of duct tape covering her mouth.

"Calm down, That Shepherd should be here any moment" The other said whilst eyeing his leather watch on his wrist. Originally there were three that Chase was supposed to meet up with. Two stayed with Skye to guard her and the other one went around the Harbour to scout out if Chase actually came. Which he didnt.

Chase was behind Tracker forcing him to keep walking, They were both met by a Doberman in a black harness and black sunglasses with small diamond studs around it. As soon as they came into contact, the Doberman immediately hard punched Tracker in the face. Tracker fell down to the ground as he struggled to get back up from that assault. Chase holstered his service pistol and pointed it into the potcake's back, ordering him to get back on his paw or else. Tracker still had trouble getting up before just grabbed his Collar and yanked his back up with brute force. The Jungle Ranger gaged for air for a few seconds before he was pushed into the direction of a storage building, The Location they were holding Skye.

Whilst the two in the building were still waiting to collect Tracker and go, The Metal door to the building was knocked down with Tracker been used as a battering ram by the Doberman, he was being full-on abused. The Doberman had a grin on his face, it disappointed him knowing he had to get Tracker back in one peace, which meant he had to be alive.

"Dios Mio, Never had that much fun" The Doberman commented before looking at Chase, nudging him on his shoulder for a reaction. Chase looked over to the Hound with an un-amused face while holstering his handgun.

"I dont care, Where is She" He asked strongly, The Doberman then pointed to the Cockapoo with the bag over her head. Chase's emotions then sprang into motion, he immediately ran over to her to finally meet her again. But something happened, As the two other High ranked members in the Cartel then grabbed Tracker from off the ground and started to restrain him. Chase heard the loud pullback of a gun, He turned around to see the Doberman pointed a handgun at him.

"You're so gullible..Did you honestly think we would let someone like you leave here alive, with a hostage no less" The Doberman stated as he started a grow and even wider small while walking over to Chase. Chase didnt looked surprised, he stood up whilst raising both his front paws in the air slowly, Chase knew he couldnt reach for his gun in time, he had to wait for the right time.

"Tell me, how does a cop feel being totally useless, being on the end of the gun barrel, knowing he's about to die" The Doberman asked whilst tilting the pistol in a gangster style. To his surprise, Chase started to smile and chuckle.

"Useless...Nah, About to die...Not Quite" Chase said as he clapped both his paw in the air, This left the Doberman confused as this motion left him speechless. Doberman didnt know what that meant, But Tracker did. As the Potcake saw the motion, Tracker snapped the rope that tied his paws and reached down into of the other Guard's waistband's to retrieve a gun whilst digging a large knife into his back.

He pulled out a pistol and jumped up to shoot the guy in the head whilst laying 6 other shots to the other next to him. The Doberman was in shock as he looked at his soon hostage taken down two of his comradesUnfortunatelyte for him, He wasnt paying attention to Chase. As he looked back at the German Shepherd, Chase had already lunged at him, knocked him down and making him drop the firearm. The Doberman then tried to compose him and move forward to retrieve the firearm. Chase did the same as they started to wrestle over the gun for a while.

By the looks of it, The Doberman was slightly overpowering the German Shepherd, He bit down on his paw and threw him across the room. The Doberman then got back the handgun and pointed it at Chase, before he could fire. Tracker shot the Cartel member about 10 times in the back, he fell over in pain as he started to bleed out. The potcake then rushed over and kicked the gun away from the Doberman.

"Chase, are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah, Im fine" Chase claimed as he got back on his paws and looked back at the dead bodies that laid down on the floor. He then redirected his sight back to Skye on the ground who was freaking out at the sound of gunfire and fighting.

"Dont worry Skye, Its okay, This is all over" Chase ran over to her as he bag and to untie a small rope around her neck to keep the back in place. As he got it loose, he then removed the bag to it was...not Skye. It was just some Cockapoo that looked like her to fool Chase. It seemed the Aldridge instead of holding up his end of the deal, he just kidnapped a female cockapoo that had the same body type to pass as Skye. The female dog saw the two unfamiliar faces and began to back away from them, afraid they were here to harm her.

"P-Please dont hurt me, I will do anything,I-" She went on before she was hushed by Tracker.

"Dont worry, We arent here to hurt you, What happened?" Chase asked as they threw away from the bag and rope.

"I-I was just outside on my porch with my husband, then a van came and parked in front of my house, T-These Jaguars hoped out and pointed these huge guns at me, they knocked my mate unconscious and tied me down" Chase scoffed at how ruthless the Cartel can be.

"There should a town nearby, go there, The Police should take care of the rest" Tracker suggested, The cockapoo nodded and got back on her feet. She dashed out the main door and started to make her way to the nearest town Tracker mention. After she left, Chase and Tracker had quite much to talk about.

"T-Thanks for a change of heart" Tracker smiled, Before Chase had to exit the cruiser, He had loosened the grip on Tracker's wrists and relay a plan to him to attack. Chase thought he could save 2 friends instead. When Tracker expressed his gratitude, Chase started to feel ever more hateful to himself, how could he do such a thing to one of his own friends.

"Im sorry Tracker, for everything, I've been nothing but a pain for you since we got here and the times I did help wasnt from my goodness" Chase lunged at Tracker to give him a big hug and express how his sorrow. The Jungle Ranger felt quite awkward as he had always views Chase as the big tough guy no one would step to. Of Course he had seen him cry, but that was only the aftermath when he would appear with his bloodshot and some small tears running down his face.

"Its alright amigo, I cant honestly blame you entirely, if I was put in the same position, I'd probably hand you over for Skye" Tracker in returned also expressed how he felt. The two hugged with smiles. Finally they're torn friendship was all patched up.

"Huh, Cant believe my small speech back there made you change your mind" Tracker said.

"Ehhh...Not really, I had the idea of lending you a knife and loosening your ropes while you were still unconscious, it was mostly Marshall's talk that made me change my mind" Chase smirked as he got back on his paw and slowly walked out the door.

"Wait...WHAT" Tracker turned wide-eyed as he because to contemplate what would have happened if Chase didnt have a change of heart.

Tracker and Chase were both walking back to the cruiser which was all the way across the harbour, which meant quite a lot of walking, and they both were in too much pain to run or jog in any sort. To kill some time, they were both engaging a conversation about stuff they never knew they had in common."To be honest, I dont find it surprising you like Super Troopers" Tracker stated as he continued to walk alongside the German Shepherd.

"Super Troopers is amazing, I just hope they dont wait years again to make another" Chase replied whilst continuing their walk. Suddenly, Chase stopped and saw a bright light shine past a few trees. He recognized that path, Chase immediately thought this was some sort of re-enforcement brought to make sure everything went according to plan.

"Shit, Get to cover" Chase commanded to Tracker and he upholstered and drew out his service pistol, He took cover behind a Shipping container that had rust and graffiti signs all over it, presumed from unruly teenagers that found the place to mark their territory. The Jungle Ranger did the same, drawing out the pistol he took from the now-deceased Doberman and hiding behind a stack of cinder blocks. Chase peaked around the corner and saw the vehicle coming towards them. The headlights of the car shined forward on the concrete ground. Chase looked over at Tracker and motioned his Paw, counting down to signal him to fire on the vehicle.

As soon as Chase clenched his fist, Tracker and Chase popped out from their cover and opened fire on the car, the Vehicle stopped with bullet holes appearing their the doors and windshield.

"WAIT WAIT" Somehow Chase and Tracker heard the familiar voice through the gunfire, as the cease their fire on the car, A human in Operator Gear appeared out of the driver's seat with another Familiar male Dalmation making himself known.

"Oh Fuck, sorry Scott, thought you were a bad guy" Chase explained himself as he put away his gun.

"Jesus Chase, You're lucky this isnt really my car...why would you think we were a bad guy though?" Scott questioned as he approached Chase, The German Shepherd froze as he didnt really want to say that he kidnapped Tracker and was going to sell him out to the Cartel. He started to stammer and stutter.

"I..Uhmm" Chase scratched the back his head to find the most logical answer without telling the truth. Since it would mostly get him killed.

"Chase and I made an agreement to mend our friendship, Besides, This area has a large Cartel presence, we were just being cautious" Tracker stepped in to defend his friend, He lied to Scott about being in Cartel territory. The Cartel knows not to put its Members near the Borders since that was a lot of Police presence reside. As Scott nodded in understanding from Tracker's explanation, Marshall got out from the front seat of the car and walked over to Chase with a not so friendly facial expression. As he reached the German Shepherd, He clenched his paw and punched him right across the face.

"That's for leaving me back at the Base and not telling me"

As Chase composed himself from being sucker punch in the muzzle, he looked up at the Dalmation only to get knocked in the face again.

"And thats for Shooting at us"

Marshall growled as Chase placed his paw on the muzzle to ease the pain.

"And this is for being friends with Tracker again"

Marshall then opened his paws and hugged Chase tightly, Chase looked over Marshall's back and saw Tracker trying not to laugh from Chase being punched twice. He then motioned his Paws to the Potcake for him to join the Hug. Tracker shrugged his shoulder and gave a 'why not' look as he approached the two and hugged them.

"I'd hate to interrupt, But its just about the ass crack of dawn and we have a huge operation to raid the Cartel's base later" Scott pointed out as he leaned against the car whilst tapping his watch, letting them know to hurry up.

"Sorry about the car by the way" Chase apologized.

"Its alright, Toyotas are a piece of shit anyway"

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