Just a story I had in mind while me and a friend were talking and joking around with two of the characters. Still working on Spike's Misfortune but wanted to type this one up. Fair warning: may contain SMUT at some point.

Sam Braddock walked into SRU headquarters and went to the locker room to get changed. He had missed workout due to his car not wanting to start. Missed seeing him work out. His abs as he pushes that weight up? Mm. Sam was pulled from his thoughts as the other guys walked in.

"Hey, Samo." Ed Lane, Team One's team leader, greeted. Among those who walked in were Kevin "Wordy" Wordsworth, Greg Parker (the team's sergeant), and Michelangelo "Spike" Scarlatti. Sam looked up from buttoning his shirt and over at his team.

"Hey, guys. Sorry I missed workout. Damn car wouldn't start." Sam explained.

"It's fine, Sam. One of us can give you a ride until your car is fixed." Greg said. Sam nodded as he finished buttoning his shirt up as Greg walked out. God, I can't get enough of that face. And that smile of his? Makes me want to-

"Hopefully we have a not so hectic day." Spike said, interrupting Sam's thoughts. Sam finished getting ready and smiled at him.

"Why? Got a hot date, Spikey?" Ed joked. Sam felt a pang of jealousy at the thought. Spike laughed and shook his head. Wordy and Ed stood in front of Spike and looked at him, cornering him by his locker as he was buttoning his shirt.

"Hey, Ed. Is it just me or is he blushing?" Wordy said to Ed. Spike cleared his throat as he finished getting ready.

"Wordy, I think it isn't just you." Ed said. He put a hand under Spike's chin and made him look up.

"Ahh. There it is, the redness to his cheeks. Maybe he's sick? Spike, are you sick?" Spike scoffed and cleared his throat awkwardly.

"Maybe he has the lovesick bug." Sam decided to join in. Spike glared his way with a smirk.

"Hey, there's an idea!" Ed said. Spike closed his locker.

"I'm not sick. And the only hot date I have is with Babycakes." Spike answered. "Now if you'll excuse me, we have a briefing to get to." Spike pushed past and walked out. Sam followed behind Ed and Wordy to the briefing room. Greg greeted them all as they came in. Sam took his usual spot by Jules Callaghan. She nudged him and he nudged her back playfully.

"Alright, barring any hot calls, we will be doing patrols. We're going to switch up teams though. Ed and Wordy are Alpha, Sam and Spike are Bravo, and that leaves me and Jules as Charlie. Let's keep the peace, ladies and gents." Greg said.

"Uh, Boss, I think you mean lady and gents." Spike said.

"Oh, come on, Spike. You're a bit feminine." Ed said. Everyone laughed and got up to go patrol. They all got in their teams and Sam started thinking. Maybe I should talk to him about it after shift and see what he says. Sam thought. Spike was looking something up on the computer in the SUV.

"There's a domestic down the street that needs attending to. Want to stop by and see what kind of trouble we can get into?" Spike asked, smiling mischievously. Sam smiled back.

"Address?" Sam asked. Spike gave it to him and he turned down a street to head there.

"You guys be careful. We'll keep tabs on you both as you go." Greg said over their headsets.

"Will do, Boss." Spike said, as he pointed out a store. Sam pulled to a stop and they both got out. They walked into the store and talked to the manager. Manager said the man had left and was just having a bad day, since he knew him personally. Sam told the manager if anything else happened to call. As Sam and Spike went to leave, there was a shot fired from an alleyway across the street and they ducked out of the way. "We've got shots fired at our location, single gunman in an alleyway! We're going to be in pursuit!" Spike informed over the headsets. Sam opened the back of the SUV and they grabbed their MP5s. They took off at a jog to the alleyway where they heard the shot come from. Cautiously, they entered the alley and searched for the gunman. Sam spotted the gunman at the end of the alley.

"SRU! STOP RIGHT THERE!" Sam shouted. The man looked back and smiled then booked it straight left. Sam and Spike ran in pursuit. They were led into a bigger alleyway for small delivery vehicles. Their guns went up and they searched as they slowly walked side by side. SCREEEEEECH! Sam and Spike turned around as a van came speeding around the corner on the other end. They had their weapons pointed at it as it came closer. From behind them came another screech. Two vans were coming at different directions. As if reading each other's minds, the pair looked at each other and nodded. Sam turned to the other van, his back against Spike's, and both vans surprisingly came to a screeching stop. About a dozen

men got out of the vehicles, weapons out, and pointed them at Sam and Spike. "Boss, we're in an alleyway. Have a situation here." Sam said.

"Got about a dozen men with high powered rifles." Spike said. He and Sam slung their MP5s behind them and put their hands up.

"We're coming guys. Try not to go anywhere." Greg said.

'We literally don't have a choice but okay.' Sam thought, bitterly.

They could hear the sirens in their headsets. Sam watched as the gunman they were chasing came from a little to the left of the men in front of him.

"Just what I was hoping for. Hello, constables. Disarm them." Said the man. Two men moved forward and started taking weapons off the two. Next, their headsets were taken and tossed in the pile of weapons. "Can keep the vests. We can always shoot in the head or legs. Cuff them." Sam and Spike didn't resist as they had their hands cuffed behind them.

"What do you want from us?" Spike asked after he was spun around to face the leader. The man laughed.

"Why… you're my hostages and asking ME what I want? I want for you two to get into the van here." The man said, gesturing to the van behind him. The two who disarmed the men nudged them forward. Reluctantly, they walked towards the van. The other men from the other van got back in and screeched off backwards. Sam was pushed into the back of the van and then Spike. Two men got into the back with them and went to close the doors. Sam and Spike saw the black SUV's pull up and Greg stepped out.

"BOSS!" Sam yelled. The van doors closed as the van took off. Greg yanked his hat off and threw it on the ground, frustrated that his two team members were taken before they could get there. Sam received a kick to the stomach where the vest didn't cover.

"Sam! Hey! Leave him alone!" Spike shouted. SLAP! Spike's head snapped to the side from the slap. He tried to blink away the black spots that appeared. Suddenly, he had a cloth put over his mouth and smelled the sweet smell of chloroform. Last thing he saw before he passed out was Sam fighting the cloth that was being held over his mouth. The poor man was also in a chokehold. Then, nothing. Sam, on the other hand, continued fighting and holding his breath. He saw Spike had passed out and the man who had knocked him out came over to help the man trying to knock Sam out. The man sent a punch to Sam's stomach, causing him to involuntarily lose his breath so he had to breath in the chloroform. Sam felt his world darkening and within minutes was out. His last thought was: I hope they find us soon.

Thanks to my best friend. You the best!