Wow a chapter two jubii. God it's a longe time since I've been writing anything. Hope you guys can forgive me for my mediocre work.

"What the hell were you thinking." Jason started yelling at Clay the moment they both was inside the barrack.

"I was thinking that someone had to do something." Said Clay with a snark.

"Jace come on can't we talk about this tomorrow." Ray full well knowing where this was going tried to intervene and stop the argument before it got out of hand. Unfortunately neither Jason nor Clay seemed interested in listening, they just kept glaring at each other.

"Ray's right boss we're all tired, hungry and worried about Brock. Talk about it after we all gotten some sleep." Trent's attempt was just as futile as Bravo two's.

"No we can't take this tomorrow. Nobody's sleeping before Six tells me what the fuck he was doing." Jason snapped at them, walking dangerously towards Clay.

"What I was doing. I tell you what I was doing. I was trying to save what was left of our mission. That's what I was doing." Clay's temper mirrored their Master chief's.

"By nearly getting yourself killed." Jason was now nose to nose with the team's youngest.

"I had it all under control." Clay wasn't gonna let Jason intimidate him, not this time.

"Yeah. Is that why Brocks in the infirmary with an concussion and two cracked ribs." Jason crossed his arms.

"I put him there on purpose, is that what you think." Clay was furious, how could Jason believe that.

"How should I know. You're the one saying you had it all under control." Jason shrugged, tone steady rising.

"You know what I don't have to listen to this." Clay stepped around the bigger man and walked towards the door. "I be in the mess you need me." He grumbled at Ray.

"No your not, cause you ain't going anywhere." Jason said harshly grabbing the Kid's shoulder.

Clay swirled around so fast, Jason had no choice but to surprised draw his hand back.

"AND JUST WHAT THE HELL GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO DECIDE THAT."

"EVERYTHING. I SAY YOU'RE STAYING HERE, THEN YOU'RE STAYING." Lowering his voice he added. "You're confined to barracks until you tell me what the hell you were thinking."

"Fuck off Jason." Clay turned to leave again.

"Oh boy." Ray whispered under his breath.

"This is not gonna go well." Mumbled Sonny to nobody in particular.

"What did you just say." Jason asked astonished. Clay usually spoke more respectful towards his team leader.

Clay slowly turned back to Jason and with an arrogant smile, repeated himself. "I said fuck off."

And Jason hit his boiling point.

Automatically he faster than lightning raised his right arm. Before he was able to register what was happening his open palm collided with Clay's cheek.

Smack.

For a second all activity in the room froze, everybody to shocked to move. Jason saw how Clay's face changed from anger to confusion, ending in hurt when the boy finally realized to some degree what had happened.

Jason desperately wanted to hug the Kid, ask his forgiveness. Do something. But before he could move his brothers was in his face yelling at him.

Sorry it's short. I'm still not sure where I'm going with all of this. And I'm definitely not good at writing dialogue. Thanks for reading. Please let me know what you'll think and if anybody's even reading this.