Thanks for the help and reviews. Was it really 'they answer to'? I'll keep it in mind for next time. And shippers, did the part of 'sharing the bed' woke up your curiosity? At the end of this chapter you'll see how that part ends...

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Baxpark, Hendrik-Ido-Ambacht Holland, 18:34 Zulu

Harm and Mac are walking around in the park. They see a group of 3 teens, but are not sure if it's them. There supposed to be six of them. Suddenly they heard 3 voices talking loudly behind them. Seemed like they had an argument.

'Je zou om 18.25 bij mij zijn.' ('You supposed to be at my place at 18:25.') the girl with the medium long black jacket said to the girl named Daira.

'Ik was nog aan het eten, zeik niet.' ('I was still eating alright, quit whining.') Daira almost yelled through the whole street.

'Tering, jij bent ook snel op je tenen getrapt, doe eens rustig'. ('Damn, you're pissed off pretty quick...take it easy.')

The boy who was behind them only grinned a little...always the same story with those two. Harm and Mac watched how the three kids joined the other three. When they arrived it seemed like Daira explained the whole story and the other three kids who had already been waiting were laughing hard. They lit a cigarette except the tallest one of the girls with the black jacket with white stripes, Rachel. She was looking around to see if she could find anything suspicious. The rest didn't seem to care...no danger, no worry.

'Well, shall we go?' Harm sighed.

'After you.' Mac smiled.

Harm and Mac walked to them. And Rachel gestured the other. In only one second the whole group turned around and stared at Harm and Mac.

'Wie zijn jullie?' ('Who are you?') Rachel asked.

'We don't speak Dutch...But if you asked who we are...I'm Colonel Sarah MacKenzie and that's Commander Harmon Rabb.' Mac said.

'Commander...Colonel...you guys are Armed Forces? Most likely United States, hearing your accent. Commander you must be Navy then...and Colonel...Marines, Air Force or Army? ' the girl with the medium long black jacket asked.

I'm Navy yes and the Colonel here is a Marine...you seemed well informed about the US Armed Forces...where does that knowledge come from? Harm asked. 'Only got one word for you Commander...TV. There are a lot of good series about the military. There is also one about military lawyers, only I forgot the name.' the girl said.

'You may call me Harm. I'm not in uniform and you're all civilians.'

'And you can call me Mac, and nobody except you know that we're military so this info doesn't go further than you six people alright?' Mac said sharply.

The kids were looking to one another.

'Ma'am, yes ma'am.' they said seriously.

"Well, maybe they have some sense of danger". Mac thought.

'And now we have introduced ourselves to you, it's your turn now to introduce yourselves to us. We only need your first name, for safety.' Harm said.

'Ok, who goes first?' the tall boy with blue eyes and dark short hair asked while he was grinning.

The other five kids were looking at him with raised eyebrows.

'Oh well I'll go first then...the name's JJ.' He said quickly, but clearly.

'And I'm Rachel.' the girl with the black jacket with white stripes said.

'And you?' Harm said pointing to the boy who also had dark hair but was shorter than JJ.

'Vasco.' he said clearly but that was all he said.

Harm gave him a thoughtful look. He's probably just shy.

'And you other three?'

The other two girls were looking at Harm and Mac. They didn't trust them completely...were those military guys really the ones who they could trust? The boy who was with the two girls answered first.

'My name is Patrick.' The boy said. 'And those two are...' he began.

'We can say that ourselves thank you very much.' the girl with the darkish red hair and Madonna stud piercing snapped. 'The name's Daira.' she said with a rather arrogant voice, although the arrogance didn't sound convincing.

'And my name is Rat.' the girl with the black medium long jacket said.

'It's your nickname right?' Mac asked.

'Yes it is, my real name is Tamara, but everyone calls me Rat.'

'And that nickname doesn't bother you?' Mac asked a little curious.

'No it doesn't.'

'Hey, nice to talk about everyone's nickname here but eh Harm, Mac...why are you here?' JJ asked a bit confused.

'We heard about your stalker in America and we decided to help you with that guy so we...' Harm began but was cut off by Vasco.

'What the fuck??' Vasco said loud. 'We haven't told the cops about it and now there are some Yanks walking to us saying that they know about it? Now that sucks...big time.'

'Yeah that's true.' Rachel said. 'How would you know?'

'The only people who know about this, according to me then, are us and the stalker himself.' Rat joined in.

'Yes indeed, so how would you know?' JJ said.

'Unless you're the enemy.' Patrick said a little frightened.

'Yeah so start explaining, or else it's entering hell for you two.' Daira threatened.

All six of them were looking furious and like they could attack any minute.

"Damn." Harm thought. "These kids are smart. How are we going to get out of this?"

"They are indeed of the kind no danger, no worry...but when it comes to it they're like one team standing strong." Mac thought at the same time.

'Well is there anything you got to say?' JJ asked. 'Or do we just have to punch you guys in the face without an explanation?'

'Oh please JJ don't do that.' Vasco grinned sarcastically. 'They're from the military, you don't punch them, but you....'. Vasco didn't got the chance to say the rest.

'Just kill them? Yeah that's a good idea.' Daira and Rat said at the same time.

All six of them were laughing hard when they saw Harm and Mac's face.

'Oh my god look at that.' Rachel laughed while she was pointing to Harm and Mac. 'I never saw someone from the military who got scared of us, by saying something like that. Damn that was an interesting experience hahaha.'

'But we still don't know how you found out about this stuff.' Patrick said to Harm and Mac.

'Shall we tell the whole story then?' Mac asked Harm.

'We better do that...these kids are too smart, they had found out sooner or later anyway.' Harm replied.

The six teenagers were flattered when they heard Harm saying that.

Mac started to explain: 'It's like this, the man who is stalking you guys, is an American Marine.'

'There are more people involved, Mac. At least three of them.' JJ said.

'What makes you think that?'

'Well there's is someone who left a note, but at the same time Daira and Vasco were chatting with the stalker on MSN Messenger, well chatting, more listening to the ways he wanted to kill us and stuff like that and also at the same time the stalker was talking to Rat and Patrick.'

'Yes, but how do you know that the stalker didn't had a laptop or anything?'

'JJ managed to trace down the location of that computers position.' Rachel said.

'Where was that location?' Harm asked.

'It was in the next town, it's called Zwijndrecht. He used a PC from one of the schools there.'

'Yeah, my school...they reported a break in next day...apparently he also didn't have a printer, because there was a printer stolen from school.' Rat grinned.

'Ok, so there are more people involved...and you've talked to one of the stalkers and you actually saw him?' Mac asked.

'Yes, we did.' Patrick said.

'Well, tell us later, first we explain this whole story. So this stalker is an American Marine. So that's why we are here to catch this stalker and stop him from hurting anyone.' Mac said.

'Yeah but why us?' Rachel asked.

'That's a long story, but I'll tell you.' Mac replied. 'This man, who's name is First Sergeant Dean Ruska worked for the CIA before he joined the Marines. You know what the CIA is?'

They all nodded.

'His father also worked for the CIA.' Mac continued. 'Unfortunately, he was killed during one of the fights in Indonesia between the Dutch and Indonesian forces during the liberation of Indonesia. And don't ask what the CIA was doing there, they didn't want to tell us either. Dean Ruska was shocked by this news that his father was killed by Dutch and or Indonesian forces. They assured him it was perfectly safe. He wanted to get his revenge. He also served in Indonesia as well, he claimed that he found the names of the soldiers who killed his father. Then he went totally crazy, he started to torture and kill almost everyone in sight. We think that he's got the same plans for you. We also think that the people who got Indonesian blood flowing through their veins are in very big trouble.'

A few people swallowed loudly.

'So my question to you, which one of you has Indonesian blood?' Mac asked but she already has the idea of who it could be.

Rat and Daira looked at each other...

'I have!' Rat and Daira said together.

'Well then you're the most wanted persons. You really have to watch your back..' Mac warned.

'So they don't get any bodyguards or anything?' Rachel asked.

'We have some security out here.' Mac asked. 'But Tamara and Patrick...you saw one of the stalkers?'

'Yes we did, and it's Rat.' Rat said sharply. 'That guy had glasses and had grey hair, but he didn't seem old though. Hey look at Commander Rabb.' Rat said pointing to Harm who was staring into the park.

'Hey Harm, what's up?' Daira asked curiously.

Harm didn't answer but instead he started to run into the park, within five seconds he reached the other end. He looked around, but he didn't see anything. Then he came back.

'Jesus Christ Harm, forgot your shot of caffeine today?' Vasco grinned.

'Harm what is it?' Mac asked.

'Glasses, grey hair, but not very old? I got the feeling that I just saw that person...' Harm said quietly. 'Do you also know a name or anything?'

'No unfortunately, you think that stalkers tell their name when they come to you?' Patrick said.

Mac was very quiet during that conversation. "Grey hair, glasses...no it couldn't be. Coster here in Holland? That's a big coincidence...or...experience with stalkers? Maybe he was the guy who got us on the case by talking with CIA or anything...that could be a possibility. But what's the link between Ruska and Coster?"

'Mac, can I talk to you for a second?' Harm asked.

'Yeah sure.' Mac said a little weak.

Meanwhile the teens were starting to talk in Dutch again, although Daira and Rat seemed very quiet. Mac saw that Daira gestured Rat to walk with her and they walked a few yards from the other teens and then they started talking.

'Hey Mac you with me...? Harm asked.

'Huh? Yes I am. What's up?'

'I don't know what the hell is going on here in this country, but this is getting me the creeps everywhere...first this afternoon I thought I saw Palmer and a few minutes ago I thought I saw Coster. This is getting way out of hand. If Coster and Palmer are here and then also a mad stalker with his company we are in very big trouble.' Harm said with a thunderous voice.

Suddenly Mac got an expression of fear on her face.

'Harm, what if they all work together?!? I have been thinking. Coster and especially Palmer seem like the perfect people who can make sure that we were put on this case. If Coster and Palmer are really involved in this and they work together with Ruska it's likely that they need some help from each other. Put it in this way...Coster is after me, Palmer is after you, and Ruska is after that mob of teens. But he can't get all six of them in one time and maybe he don't need all six but he only needs Rat and Daira. Now those two don't seem like the type that give up early in a fight and you got my six out of Costers place and Palmer also didn't got what he wants. So we are indeed in very big trouble.' Mac said while still fighting the emotional undertone in her voice.

But Harm got the message that Mac was scared if not terrified. She was right about the revenge from Palmer and Coster. And Harm also knew that Mac was scared that history will repeat itself. He wanted to protect her, but he was a target himself. And what could a group of teens do? Even when they are a target themselves...

Suddenly they heard the voice of JJ.

'Hey, you going to stand there all day? If you got to tell us anything do it now, but I'll split in a few minutes. Got to buy myself a new mobile phone.'

'You can go if you want...but we will have to speak again tomorrow. How about 10 o'clock her in the park?' Harm asked.

The six kids were looking at him as if he was telling them that he'd kill them.

'Ehr, Harm we all sleep at least until 12 o'clock.' Daira said carefully.

'Alright then 1 o'clock?'

'Deal.' They all said together. And with that Rat, Daira, JJ, Vasco, Rachel and Patrick left the park.

'Well, shall we go too?' Harm asked.

'Yeah good idea, I'm hungry, I haven't eaten all day.' Mac said with a little smile on her face. 'Well let's go then Marine.' Harm said.

Harm and Mac got back to their car and drove to the New York hotel still talking about their ideas about the stalkers. They had eaten there and went up to their room as soon as possible.

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New York Hotel, Rotterdam Holland, 21.15 Zulu

Harm and Mac were standing on their balcony.

'To be honest, Holland is a nice country, you also got a nice view from here.' Mac said.

'Yeah I can see the chimneys of factories and other industrial facilities.' Harm grinned.

'You supposed to look on the other side, sailor. The harbour is over there...you know the biggest in the world.'

'Yes it rings a bell, it rings a bell indeed.' Harm joked.

They were talking about Holland for a while until they saw a light flashing.

'What's that?' Mac asked.

'It seems like it came from binoculars. Wait a second I'll get mine.'

Harm ran inside got his binoculars and went straight to the balcony again.

'No, I don't see anyone. It's ok.' Harm said.

Mac sighed of relief.

'Well that's settled then.' Mac tried to fight the tears and feelings. 'We are not safe Harm, Palmer is here and Coster is here. We are in very big trouble.' Mac said with a soft voice.

Harm saw that Mac's emotions were running high. He embraced her.

'Take it easy Marine, remember, you told Chegwidden that you could handle it. And even if there's a whole group of stalkers we will not give up alright?' Harm whispered. 'We won't get scared of that thought thinking that they can break us down. We are one team standing strong remember. For better, for worse, in sickness, in health.'

'Harm, we are not getting married.' Mac said while she didn't bother anymore to let her tears run down her face.

'I hope we still get married, the five years are almost over.' Harm said.

'Yeah if we live that long with these creeps around us. Holland is a small country, but people can exaggerate you know.' Mac tried to joke but it didn't seem to work. She was still crying.

'Oh Mac, I wished that I was one of your tears...to be born in your eyes, to live on your face and to die on your lips.' Harm said while he was getting closer to Mac's face.

Mac smiled weakly.

'You know that you're very poetic when we're in danger.' Mac said and yawned right after that.

'You gonna need some sleep Marine. It's been a long day. And wipe away your tears.' Harm said smiling.

'Thank you Harm.' Mac said gratefully and when she said that she kissed Harm.

Harm didn't object, in fact, he liked it!

"Wow, I wish I could go on with this forever." Harm and Mac both thought.

But after 30 seconds or so they stopped. Not abruptly, but it was a good end.

'You're not bad in this Mac.'

'Well you're not so bad either.' Mac grinned.

'That kissing makes you tired, doesn't it?' Harm said.

'Yeah, let's go to bed. And keep on your own side of the bed sailor, we haven't reached the five years...yet.' Mac teased.

Harm smiled. 'Yes ma'am.'

When Harm was sleeping Mac's thoughts were still active.

"Wow, that kiss was great...and he's right about those five years...but I don't think I'm ready yet...why did I kissed him? Because I was desperate and emotional? Or maybe...because I just wanted to kiss him in case something happens to us? Yes, that's it...I'm scared...I can't be scared, I'm a Marine...I suppose to kick ass whenever people are in trouble. And now there are people in trouble. And I've got to help them even if it means trouble. We'll solve that stalker problem right away..."

And with that last thought Mac finally fell into sleep.

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Unknown location, Southern region of Holland, 21.53 Zulu

Two men were sitting at a table. One of them was Clark Palmer. The other guy was tall and had very short hair...the Marine Jarhead haircut. It seemed that it was Ruska. They were playing cards when an other man came into the room. It was Coster.

'What the hell took you so long?' Ruska barked to Coster.

'Keep your big mouth shut, Dean. After I went to the park I followed Rabb and MacKenzie to their hotel.' Coster said with a big smile on his face.

'So you also know where they spend the night?' Palmer asked.

'Yes I do, but they maybe know of our presence, that Rabb saw me twice.'

'HE SAW YOU....TWICE??' Ruska yelled.

'I'm not sure if he did.' Coster said with a weak voice when he saw the faces of Palmer and Ruska and especially Ruska's face.

Coster and Ruska were arguing for a while and Palmer was enjoying the arguing between the two men. But then he decided it was enough.

'Listen you two. My friend did a lot of trouble to get us out of jail or whatever you spent your time in. Don't let this be for nothing...if we just change plans a little we all get the persons we wanted to have to do...whatever you want to do.' Palmer said with a furious undertone in his voice.

'Yeah and I found something this afternoon.' Ruska almost whispered. 'It seems that it was an Indonesian soldier who shot my father...that means that I only need two of the six little brats.'

'That's sweet.' Coster said sarcastically. 'But what are you planning to do with them?'

'The same as your planning to do with your eh...lover?' Ruska said.

'No not lover...not anymore. I want to get my revenge for what she did to my feelings...She'll die a very slow and painful death.' Coster said with a satanic smile on his face.

'Almost the same ideas as I have indeed.' Ruska laughed.

'You two are both sick you know that...torturing people...that's old.' Palmer grinned.

'Yes but satisfying. And by the way look who's talking.' Coster said.

'Yeah you're just as nuts as we are Palmer.' Ruska added.

'But we have to change plans...' Coster said. 'If they know were here they can call in back up or anything or at least something to make our lives miserable like they always do.'

'I know...' Ruska said.

'My suggestion is, that we kidnap everyone in some sort of chain reaction you know. First the first person, than the second...' Ruska said.

'That's a good idea.' Palmer said.

'Dean do you think you can handle two teens in one time? I have seen some of them, I don't which of them you're mind is set on but they al look pretty eh...strong.' Coster said.

'I also have my friends Coster...hehehe.' Ruska said with an evil grin on his face.'

The three men were planning how they're going to kidnap the persons. They were talking for almost 6 hours before they had a plan. A plan which consequences were inhuman for the people who were the victims. Will the plan succeed.

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Alright...it was a little more text than I expected, but it was fun to write. And yeah I know it took a little long, but I'm enjoying my free time and I celebrated Her Majesty's birthday and stuff. I can't promise of the next chapter will be up quick or not...but it's going to be posted :P And still R&R...thank you.