Warning: This is pretty rough on one charactor but please keep checking in to see what else happens. I hope you won't be sorry. Please R & R. Thanks.

Chapter 2

Walker is sitting at his desk staring out into space. When the phone suddenly rings. He answers it quickly.
"Walker," he answered softly. "Yes Alex, it is true, it's just like we talked about last night," he said with defeat in his voice. "You had better go get Erica and the baby and take them to the ranch. I don't know how bad this might get." "I'm leaving right now...I'll let you know what happens as soon as it's over. I love you, too. Bye."

Inside the car, Gage and Sydney can only stare at one another in complete shock.
Sydney finally breaks the silence "Gage, something is going on. I have seen it but I don't believe it."
"I know, I feel the same way. Let's check in with Walker and see what he wants us to do," Gage said optimistically.
Sydney reminded him to tell Walker, "It's almost time for Bob and Jack to take over for us."
Gage dials the phone but gets only Walkers voice mail. He leaves a cryptic message for Walker to call them back, ASAP. "I guess for now we just wait and see what happens."

Inside the bar, Trivette waits anxiously just inside the front door while the muscle bound bouncer announces his arrival.
"James please come in and sit down, we have plans to make," boomed Mario's voice from inside the smoky bar. Trivette took stock of the situation just in case it didn't turn out as planned.
"Miguel, we have to move up the transaction. Walker is getting to close. I didn't think he would ever suspect me, but thanks to your useless flunkys getting busted and giving up your warehouse location, he has to be suspicious of me," spat Trivette. "You would have been busted last night if it hadn't been for me giving you the nod about the raid."
A man Trivette had never seen before interupted "Yes Senor Trivette, you have been very helpful. But your friendships are of no concern of mine."
A look of surprise came over Jimmy's face, "So you are the big boss. I should have known you were the brains behind this outfit. As good as Miguel is, he doesn't have the experience to run an operation of this magnitude."
"Quite right Senor Trivette, but he is working his way up through the ranks, and shows much promise," replied Mario Chavez.
"I am happy for the family reunion, but it will be short lived if we don't take care of the shipment quickly," responded Trivette.
"Yes, don't worry Senor Trivette; the deal will go down tomorrow morning just as I told you yesterday. I also know of a way to help with your problem," the senior Chavez brother said with a smile.
Trivette looked at him with knowing eyes and said, "If you want me to take out Walker forget it. You're not paying me enough."
Mario looked deeply into Trivette's eyes, "If you are good enough to take Walker out of the equation by tonight Senor Trivette, then you can name your own price. But if you fail you know what will happen to you."
"If it becomes necessary I will take care of Walker, but I don't want any of your goons getting in my way," responded Trivette defiantly.
"Of course Senor Trivette, we will stay out of your way until after the transaction."

Gage and Sydney were watching the building so intently they almost don't notice their relief pull up behind them. Gage acknowledges their counterparts with a quick salute and pulls away from the curb. Sydney tries Walker on his cell phone but again gets no answer. Gage must be reading her mind as he pulls into the parking lot in front of the club. From here they have a clear view of the whole street. Just about this time a familiar silver Ram pulls up in front of the club.

Inside the cab of the truck Walker just sat behind the wheel knowing what he had to do but not really wanting to do it. His thoughts took him back to the many memories he had shared with his partner of over a decade. He remembered his first meeting with Trivette at the pool, and how he had not been very impressed with him at first. But for all of Trivette's flaws he had turned out to be a really good ranger and a good friend. Walker saw Trivette giving the best man's toast at Walker and Alex's wedding. Walker then saw himself standing in as Trivette's best man when Trivette and Erica had gotten married. The memory that stood out the most occurred several months ago. It was the sight of Trivette wearing hospital scrubs and that huge grin he only shows when he is really happy. He was holding a screaming newborn baby up to the window of the hospital nursery so that his ranger friends could see that he had indeed had a son. Always the proud papa, Trivette and Erica had honored each other by naming the boy James Eric Trivette. Walker had been the first to notice that the child's initials spelled Jet, and he therefore dubbed him Jet Trivette. Trivette had loved this nickname and said it was perfect for a future NFL wide receiver. Erica had been less enthused about the nickname but tolerated it because it meant so much to her husband. She however called him Eric. Walker shook his head trying to clear away all of these thoughts from his mind. He knew the only way to get this job done was to do it. He checked the ammunition clip on his automatic and put it back in his holster. Opening the door of the truck, he stepped out and made his way inside the nightclub.

Gage and Sydney didn't know what Walker was about to do but they decided he might need some backup. They both exited the car and crossed the street just as Walker was entering the front door. As Gage reached for the door handle he heard Walker giving the bodyguard his invitation. Namely a round kick to the side of the right knee and a knife hand strike to the back of the neck. Gage looked at Sydney as if to ask if she really wanted to go in, but the look on her face told him nothing was going to stop her. The two young rangers quietly made their way to the bar area of the nightclub. They could hear Walker talking in a loud tone.
"I can't believe it was you all the time. You were good ranger how could you turn on us like that."
Trivette spoke in a hushed tone, "I'm sorry Walker I had no choice. It isn't what you think. I'm sorry." Trivette acted like a little boy that had just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
Anger flared in Walker's eyes as he let go on Trivette. "Not as sorry as you're going to be. A spinning back kick to the head caused blood to fly from Trivette's face. Trivette, stunned from the surprise blow, attempted to block Walker's next attack but was unsuccessful. The Chavez brother's were about to have their men step in to help Trivette but Gage and Sydney, their guns drawn, changed their minds. Trivette had taken about all of the beating he could handle. He was laying very still among the shattered pieces of wood that had once been a table until he had landed on it. Walker turned to his young rangers to give them an order when he heard a familiar sound behind him, that of a gun being drawn from a holster. His instincts took over and his gun fired before he even realized who he was shooting. The bullet hit Trivette squarely in the chest knocking him over backwards. Realizing what he had done Walker rushed to the side of his former partner and friend.
"I'm sorry" were the only words Trivette could manage to get out before he went limp in his partners arms.
"I'm sorry, too" were the almost inaudible words that Walker said to his fallen friend.

I told you it would be hard on one charactor. Please keep checking in on this story I have the next 5 chapters written in my head already. It just takes me a while to put them in the computer. Please R & R. Thanks