Disclaimers: We don't own anyone in this story except for Cordy, Amara, and Wolf. The characters in this story are based on Walker Texas Ranger episodes we've seen and loved, and some lovely men we admire from NWA-TNA. Any dirogatory comments made about an characters are done with poetic license and we mean no harm. In a fiction you need heroes and villians, and some people who I'm sure are very nice were made into bad guys. I thank you for reading our story and hope you enjoy. Please review (approvingly or disapprovingly) as it will be greatly appreciated. Now with all the legalities out of the way, enjoy!
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Summary: What happens when a hot headed young Ranger and an amazing Tag team team up to catch a bad guy? What a tangled web we will be weaving!

Two men quickly loaded her into the back of the black SUV waiting, and drove off as the door opened and Syd, Trent, Amara, and Vaughn walked out.
As Trent pushed open the door, he smiled, "Nice right Syd, But I can't believe I kissed Cordy, Walker's going to kill me."
Syd replied, "Ya know if you just worried less about Walker and more about yours and Cordy's happiness, both your lives would be better."
"Syd that man kicks like a freaking mule; if he finds out I kissed her I'm dead. Besides maybe she did that just tease me," he said just before tripping over her bag.
Syd grabbed Trent's arm and spun him back to face her, "You know better than that Trent Malloy. Don't even start."
Vaughn looked down, "um guys wasn't Cordy supposed to ride with us?"
Trent looked at Vaughn, "yeah she was, but maybe she left with Cat and Cowboy."
Vaughn said, "Oh ok, yeah, Cat's truck is gone. Should I grab her bag?"
Arriving at the hotel, Cowboy headed to the restaurant while Cat went to the front desk, "Any messages for Wildcat Chris Harris?"
"Yes sir, one," said the clerk. He handed Cat a large manila envelope.
Cat took it and went up to his room; once there he opened it and began to read the letter.
Before he could read it the hotel phone rang.
Reaching for the phone his eyes still on the letter, "Hello," but there was just a dial tone.
The letter read, "Since Storm doesn't seem to be taking us seriously, or considering our job offer seriously, we thought we would appeal to your better nature. Convince Storm to come back to work for us, any way necessary, and we'll leave the girl alone. As you can see by the candid photos, we are watching all of you. We won't hesitate to make a permanent conclusion to our business, if Storm continues to turn down our offer. Really, you have no choice, if you want Amara to continue breathing, convince Storm. Hell, he can continue wrestling; we can always use a sports aspect to our "Booking" connections. Don't take long on this decision."
Chris leafed thru the photos of Cordy and him in the locker room, and the ones of Amara and Vaughn. "FUCK," he said as he picked up the phone when it rang again.
Syd laughed, "Now that's a new way to answer the phone. Cat, can I speak to Cordy please?"
"She said she was riding back with ya'll," he said, looking down at the photos.
"No she was gone by the time we got out to the parking lot, we figured she rode with you two. Damn, is there anyone else she might have caught a ride with?" Syd asked.
"Call Carlos, she might have ridden with him and the Kru," Chris said distractedly, still staring at the photos.
Syd said, "No they hadn't left when we did, she wasn't with them. Chris are you paying attention, we have to find Cordy!"
Glancing at the final picture and actually seeing Amara and Cordy together he saw the resemblance, "Is Amara with you?"
"Yes, she in the backseat, why?" Syd was really growing concerned by the tone in Chris's voice, or the lack there of.
"FUCK, get here now, I got news, stop by the restaurant too and grab Cowboy. He's got some explaining to do."
Syd spoke quickly, "We'll be there in five. Hit the gas Trent."
They got there in five minutes and grabbed Cowboy in the middle of his steak.
Meanwhile across town, the missing woman was just coming too; her arms tied behind her as she sat in a chair.
"You stupid assholes, can't you tell one fricking brunette from another, and after an entire day of taking pictures of them both?"
Cordy wasn't taking any chances, she kept her head down, listening to the voices, "Sorry boss, you said she would be in the parking lot with the Cowboy and Wildcat and she was."
"So you were what, gonna grab every brunette that walked out to the parking lot after Cat and Storm? I am surrounded by dumbasses!"
She's wearing the clothes that you told us Amara would be wearing during the match, so we grabbed the same girl," the second voice said.
"For the sake of your oily little skins get out of my face and let me make it clear, you screw up again, and you won't have to worry about work references."
Cordy left her head hanging down pretending she was still out, but aware of everything.
Trent looked at Cat as they spilled into the room, "Okay where is Cordy, and don't you dare lie to me!"
Cordy heard footsteps coming closer to where she sat. "And just what the hell am I supposed to do with you now..."
Cat rose, "I have no idea where she is, honestly. Last I saw her she'd left the locker room to go talk to you guys."
Amara walked in, "well she talked with Trent alright," she giggled.
Trent blushed, but managed to not throttle Amara. They were here to protect the brat, after all.
Cordy slowly lifted her head, her eyes glassy, "Why don't you go to hell asshole?"
Cordy figured she should have expected the back hand, and gave with it to minimize the pain.
Cat looked at Cowboy and threw him the note, "Mind telling us about this?"
Cordy licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, "God my great aunt hits harder than you," A true Walker, she was brave in the face of danger.
Cowboy caught the fluttering piece of paper, while Syd picked up the pictures with a tissue to try to preserve any fingerprints.
"If you have any brains at all you will keep your mouth shut, and you might survive this experience." The tall man stated.
Cat looked at Cowboy, "You should have told us about your past."
Cowboy snapped, "My past is MY business, and I left that part behind me a long time ago."
Cordy looked at him and memorized his features, "I'm dead anyway, just know this, Chris will save me and you'll never get your hands on Amara.""Then why are they stalking your niece? And now, because of her resemblance to said niece they probably have Cordy!" Cat was hot.
Tall Man laughed. "Chris? Chris Harris? Give me a break little girl, he is just a pro wrestler, not some kind of knight on a charger. He isn't going to do anything other than what I tell him to."
Cowboy rubbed his hands across his face. "They want me to come back to work for them, I turned them down. Then they said I could continue my 'day job' and still work for them, and I turned them down again. I have info from before they think I will spill, and I won't, but they aren't really the trusting sorts."
"You wish asshole," she said, and, noticing her feet were unbound she kicked at him, while pushing the chair over at the same time.
Cordy quickly kicked away from the chair and looked around for something to hide behind in the warehouse.
Trent walked over to Cowboy, "If you have information then you have to tell us, Cordy's life could be in danger."
Cowboy looked at Trent doubtfully, "If I tell you what I know, a hell of a lot more people's lives are gonna be in danger."
Ducking behind some crates, Cordy pulled her arms to the back of her knees and under her feet cursing when she saw the hand cuffs keeping her bound.
"If it's the mob James, Me and Cordy will be able to put them down, but not until you help us," Syd said walking over to him. Amara joined in, "Please Uncle Jimmy tell them what you know!"
Tall Man was pissed. "Little girl you are running out of time, and getting on my nerves, come out here, or when I do find you I'll just kill you as a message to Storm on what is gonna happen to his niece."
Chris looked at his best friend, "Everyone has shadows and skeletons in their closets, don't let this one kill Cordy."
Carlos chose that moment to walk in, "Don't let what kill Cordy?"
The phone on the bedside table rang.
Cordy noticed a window in front of her, a bullet in the head or glass in the skin, "Glass is better than a bullet," she thought and ran for the window.
Chris reached over to grab the phone, as Trent told Carlos the story. "Chris Harris."
"Chris we have to talk," April simpered on the other end of the line.
"Not now April, Cordy's missing," Chris snapped.
"I know, and if you know what is good for you, you won't hang up on me," April stated snidely.
"What do you mean April," Chris hissed, causing everyone to look up at him.
April laughed a hard little laugh, "how do you think those pictures got taken, you fool?"
"You fucking bitch, where's Cordy?" Chris fairly blew his top
"Ah, ah, ah, temper, you want to be nice to me Chris, and if Cowboy knows what is good for him, he better keep is mouth shut." April's glee sang across the phone line.
"When I get my hands on you Pennington..." Chris growled causing Amara to curl into Vaughn. "Tell me where Cordy is and I swear that Cowboy will keep his mouth shut."
"Riiiight, Kitty Cat, and I am gonna be the next Madonna. No Cowboy is gonna go down to the lobby, and meet my friend, he has a red baseball cap on. You are gonna stay right where you are. And as for Amara, why don't you send her to my room. That way we know where all the players in our little game are, shall we?"
Cordy curled up and covered her neck to protect as much as she could, but she knew it was gonna hurt when she went thru that window. She ran as fast as she could and burst thru to the outside. She stumbled on the gravel that made up the parking lot, regained her balance and ran for the road.
"Fine," Chris sighed. He then told Cowboy and Amara where to go, "where do you want me April?"
"You just wait right there by your lonesome next to the phone Chris. I'll be in touch. And don't make any phone calls, to the police or other wise; you wouldn't want that line to be busy when I call back."
A gun fired and the gravel busted up in front of her as she ran. She made it to the road seeing a black truck coming towards her she ran like the devil was after her.
"Fine April, just don't do anything to Amara." Cat begged.
Trent signaled for silence from everyone but Cowboy and Amara, not that Amara was doing much talking. Chris hung up the phone, and Trent commented, "Did it sound like she was aware anyone else was here?"
Chris was still pissed over April's parting shot of, "Oh darling, nothing you wouldn't do."
Chris turned from hanging up the phone, "It didn't sound like it, but she still wants us to follow her plan."
"Oh some of will, the ones SHE knows about anyway. Amara, Syd is gonna follow you to April's room. Ignore the fact she is there, act scared and stay as calm as you can, ok?" Trent was thinking furiously how to get everyone in place.
Amara nodded and quickly stood up. "I don't want anybody to get hurt," she whispered.
"Carlos, go down by way of the stairs to the lobby first, Cowboy you take the elevator and look for the guy."
Syd hugged Amara, "we're gonna do everything in our power to make sure that doesn't happen Am, just stay calm and focused, just like a match."
Reaching a phone Cordy quickly dialed Trent's cell phone her wrists bleeding slightly, "shit voice mail. Trent this is Cordy, don't do anything they want,"
Amara nodded and opened the door and followed her uncle and Carlos out. She went down the hall to where April was staying and knocked lightly as Syd walked past her.
Vaughn looked at Trent, "I want to help, or I go down to April's room."
"Okay Vaughn," Trent thought for a moment, "Go with Carlos and help him out," he said then looked at Chris, "Stay here and follow April's instruction's, okay?"
Chris growled at Trent, "Alright, but I don't like it."
"It's the only way to get Cordy back, and you know it," he said (God please let her be okay).
Trent looked down at his phone on his hip, and realized it was dead. "Damnit!" He crossed to the wall and plugged it in and turned it on. His voice mail light was blinking.
Chris looked over at him, "What's wrong man?"
"Nothing, I have a message, but I need to be in place to back up Syd. It is probably Walker, checking in, and there is no time, I have to go."
Chris nodded, but not liking the feeling he was getting.
Chris looked at Trent, "Humor me, check it."
Trent gave Chris a look and did just that, then his face was lighting up. "It's from Cordy!"
Chris sighed, "Is she ok?"
"She doesn't say, just don't do anything they want," he said then looked at Chris, "Let's go kick some ass."
Chris flexed his hands, "Try and stop me."Cordy, on the other hand, was still running for her life as a bullet had caused the glass in the booth to shatter around her. She took to running again, her side and legs aching.
Syd leaned against the door to April's room and tried to make out any voices.
Cordy's first lesson as a ranger was never look back when running, so she kept her eyes on the police car that was at the corner, bullets still flying over her head.
Amara looked at April scared but calm, "I'm here you blond bitch."
April just smirked and said, "Have a seat, Baby Storm."
Amara did just that, looking up at her, "Okay where's Cordy, you know Cat's not going to take kindly to ya'll taking her."
The cop sitting in the patrol car was startled to see a young woman, bleeding and being shot at running towards him, he swung the door open slightly, and called out "Halt!"
April sneered at Amara's naiveté, "Like Cat really cares, and he could have any female he wants just by snapping his fingers. Besides, she was screwing around on him, it's not like she was showing HIM any loyalty. I did him a favor."
"I'm...a ...Texas Ranger," she gasped out just as a bullet slammed into her shoulder causing her to fall to the ground.
Amara smirked, slightly more brave now, "Keep on thinking that April. He'll never have you, you do know that, Why do you think he hates you? It's because you broke Andy's heart."
The cop had already pulled his weapon, "Aw shit!" He opened fire towards the tree line where the shot had come from.
"Andy got what he wanted out of the relationship, until I decided I had given enough and I laid it on the line for him. He chose not to do as I told him, I ended it, simple. As for Cat, he'll realize soon enough I'm woman enough for him." April checked her nailed under the lamp.
Cordy rolled behind the police car and looked at her shoulder and took a deep breath calling on her training to put the pain behind her. "I was taken from the NWA-TNA Asylum, I'm under cover as Cordy Malone," she told the officer.
"No he won't," Amara grinned at April, knowing that she wasn't alone, "Because if your goons couldn't tell me and Cordy apart, what makes you think Cat will ever want a skuzz bag like you?"
Chris and Trent made their way down the hall to the surprise of Syd. "Weren't you supposed to be staying in the room?" Syd asked Chris.
"Change of plans," Cat replied, "time to skin a bitch."
The cop was willing to take a bleeding, harassed looking Cordy at face value, and hey she was already handcuffed, so all he had to do was get her to a hospital, where her story could be verified by someone other than him.
Trent looked to the room as the door opened and April came flying out. "I'm not a simpering little mouse any more April," stated Amara.
Cordy looked up at the cop, "My shield and ID are in my leg strap," she said. "Please Call Trent Malloy his number..." she trailed off losing blood and consciousness fast.
Chris and Trent took a step back; Amara came flying out of the room after April, and proceeded to kick a little ass of her own.
Syd looked impressed, "Well I didn't expect that," she said.
The cop applied pressure to Cordy's shoulder, as he tried to drive one handed, "Ma'am right now I have to get you to an ER, and then we'll worry about calling your boyfriend."
"Not boyfriend, he's undercover as well," Cordy tried to breath thru the pain.
Cowboy and Carlos were in the lobby, Cowboy had been met by the man in the red baseball cap, but Storm wasn't cooperating like they had thought he would.
Trent called Carlos's cell phone, "We have April in custody, and Cordy got away from her kidnappers, take down your man."
Carlos placed his hand on Cowboy's shoulder and pulled him away. "You're under arrest for extortion and kidnapping," He smirked then ducked as the guy in the cap threw a right cross.
He reached again for Red Cap, but before he could pin him, Storm yelled and speared the man flat.
"Thanks," Carlos said as he quickly handcuffed the guy.
Storm grinned, "oh no problem, not a' tall."
Amara came out of the elevator "UNCLE JIMMY," she screamed and jumped towards him.
Storm turned and caught Amara in midair. He hugged her tightly.
"Cordy's free," she said just a Trent's cell phone rang.
Trent answered quickly, "Hello?"
"Trent Malloy?" a masculine voice asked over the phone.
"Speaking," replied Trent, trying not to sound too impatient.
"My name is Det. Montgomery, we have a young woman, a Cordelia Walker at the hospital right now."
"Oh my God, is she alright, what hospital? Where is she?" Trent was almost incoherent.
"She's at Dallas Community and it's not good, she was shot in the upper left back," he said.
Cat looked at Trent along with everyone else. "Trent you okay?"
Trent dropped the phone, and looked around like a mad man. Storm grabbed him, and Harris snatched up the phone, "This is Chris Harris, I'm a friend of Mr. Malloy's, what is going on?"
"Mr. Harris, Cordy Walker who I understand is currently working as an undercover Ranger in your federation is in surgery right now to repair internal bleeding; she was shot. One of my officers found her running towards him her hands bound by handcuffs."
"What hospital, we are on our way," Chris was trying to talk to the doctor and help Storm with Trent, who was fighting to run out of the hotel lobby. "I have to get to her!" Trent all but screamed.
"Dallas Community," the detective said and looked down at the young woman from the observation level of the surgery as the doctors worked on her.
Cowboy looked at Trent and shook him, "Running around here like a maniac isn't helping Cordy."
"We're on our way," Chris turned off the phone. "Storm, you and Trent bring around the SUV. Carlos; you can take care of clean up here with Syd, yes? Amara, you go get in the car."
"Syd and I have got it under control here, and we'll call Walker and let him know, he'll probably meet you there," replied Carlos.
Cowboy led a stunned Trent to the SUV, "You truly love her don't ya," he said helping him in.
"Yes," Trent whispered, "I only just realized how much."
"You know she told me that she's loved you from the first time ya'll met. Just afraid that you were intimidated by her uncle," Cowboy retorted as they pulled up to get Cat and Baby Storm.
"Stupid me, I was, and I let it get in the way...What if I…" Trent said.
"You just SHUT UP, she's gonna be fine Trent Malloy!" Amara shouted as she opened the door and overheard Trent.
"You won't lose her Trent, trust me," Amara then said more calmly, getting in, "She's tough she'll make it."
Trent looked shocked at the outburst, but settled some when Amara got in. Amara hugged him from behind, as Cat joined them.
"Syd and Carlos are calling Walker he'll meet us there," he said as they headed towards the hospital. He pulled Amara back, "She's not doing too good," he whispered
Tears welled up in Amara's eyes. Cat whispered, "Uh-uh, none of that! Positive thinking, Lil Storm we've got to have positive thinking here."
Trent looked over at Cowboy "can this thing go any faster," he hissed, as he wanted to get to Cordy fast.
Syd looked at Carlos, "I ain't calling Walker."
Cowboy grumbled, "I'm going 20 over the speed limit."
Carlos sighed "Damn, I hate to be the messenger."
Amara placed a hand on Trent's shoulder, "Don't worry we'll get there."
"Better you than me, considering how often Cordy has bailed your ass out of trouble." Syd sighed.
Cowboy looked in the rearview mirror at Chris' face; he didn't like what he saw there.
"I'm calling, I'm calling," Carlos whined.
Chris just shook his head and nodded at Trent. Amara kept whispering into the blonde's ear to keep him calm
"Trivette here," answering Walkers phone.
Cowboy took the next turn at a dangerous speed.
"It's Carlos, is Walker nearby, I have news, not all of it good."
Once they arrived at the hospital Trent jumped out - not even waiting for the car to stop.
Amara followed closely, with Cat staying only long enough to fill in Storm, and Storm then went to park the SUV.
"Hey Carlos, no he's not he's out in the barn; Cordy's horse it's fixing to give birth; what's the news?"
"Jimmy, you need to get him to Dallas Community Hospital, Cordy is in surgery, and she was shot. We got the bad guys, but she was captured, and was shot trying to get away."
"Okay, okay," Trivette said and hung up as Walker came in, "We got to go, Cordy's in surgery."
Detective Montgomery looked up as Trent walked into the open air waiting room, "Trent Malloy."
"What?" Walker had been thinking about the new foal and how much Cordy would get a kick out of watching it run, then to hear she had been shot...
"That's me, I'm here, how is she, is she in a room, what is going on?" Trent was wrenching the detective by the jacket
"She's in surgery, apparently nobody saw the resemblance she had to Amara Storm until it was too late, she was shot getting away," Trivette looked worriedly at Walker's face.
"Mr. Malloy, Miss Walker is still in surgery."
"Where is her doctor, what does he say about her condition?" Trent was near tears.
"Well get in the damn truck and let's go, I'll call Alex on the way," Walker grabbed his hat and ran out the door.
"Mr. Malloy, she's in critical condition, the bullet ricocheted off her collar bone and nicked one of the vessels around the heart, they're working on her. Can you tell me why she was undercover?"Trivette nodded and grabbed his jacket and hat, "Carlos didn't have much information.""We were trying to prevent this young woman from being abducted, Cordy was taken in her place, she escaped, and they chased her down, I think." Trent tried to focus on the detective's words."We'll find out more when we get there," Walker figured Cordy was strong and was a Firewalker, Spirit would watch over her."You need to sit down Mr. Malloy, is there any family we can contact," he asked.The doctors finished up and stitched the young woman up. The head surgeon came out to speak with the worried group of friends, "It's in god's hands now. How she managed to keep running with three pieces of glass in her legs is beyond me.""Her uncle is on his way, I assume, one of the other officers called him," Trent started to pace, ignoring the detective's words this time. Once the doctor Ok'd the worried young man, he followed the doctor down the hall to recovery. He had to see Cordy, had to see her breathing, or he'd lose his mind."She's a Firewalker, she's a fighter," Walker stated proudly to the remaining doctor as he walked thru the hospital doors.Amara looked up at the man whose niece had saved her life, "I'm Amara Storm. I wanted to say thank you for helping us."Walker looked at Amara, startled to see how much she really did look like his niece. "Always glad to help those in need, and Cordy is strong, she'll pull thru I know it.""Mr. Walker I'm James Storm, Sorry to meet like this but Amara's right we are thankful, we don't know how she is at the moment, but Trent is in with her right now.""Who is her doctor, where is he?" Walker wanted to know.The doctor came around the corner then his green scrubs covered in blood, "Are you here with Miss Walker?""Yes, I'm her uncle; can you tell me the prognosis?" Walker asked."It's not good, as I told the Det. The bullet ricocheted off her collar bone and nicked one of the vessels around her heart, that the worst of her injures, she had several large pieces of glass imbedded in her skin," the doctor stated."Is she conscious, can I see her?" Walker was trying to figure out how he was going to tell Cordy's parents what had happened to their daughter."She's in recovery with her boyfriend at the moment, he seems in shock," The doctor said, "Mr. Walker I won't lie to you, she may not last the night."Chris Harris shouldered the people in front of him out of the way, "Now you listen up doctor, I've HAD it with all the negative talk. From this point on, you take on a positive attitude, or we'll have a doctor in charge of Cordy's case who does. If we give up on her, then she'll give up on herself, and THAT is not going to happen. GOT IT?"Amara grabbed Chris and pulled him back from the cowering Doctor, "Down kitty cat, we don't need to scar everybody," she said pulling his arm, "Besides," she whispered "who's going to tell her uncle about her kissing Trent in the hallway."Cat glowered at the doctor some more, then scowled at Amara, "Not funny.""I know but the doctor was scared Chris, besides we might have to calm Walker down in a minute when he finds Trent and Cordy."Cordy lay on the bed with her left arm pulled tight against her body and bandages on her face. She slowly opened her eyes to see a blond head bent praying, "Tr...ent""Cordy, oh thank heavens, Cordy, please hang on, please!" Trent begged."It'll...take...more...than that...to stop a Walker," she whispered smiling at him. "Did ya'll get them?""Yeah, we got them, with a lot of help from you!" Trent promised her."Russo...he...its Russo," she whispered looking at him."WHAT?" Trent was flabbergasted.The doors of the ER opened and Vince Russo rushed in to meet Chris and Storm. "Is everyone all right?""Russo is behind it, he was the one who shot me," she whispered before closing her eyes again and her hand fell back to her side."Cordy just got out of surgery," Cowboy said softly."Cordy, CORDY!" Trent shouted for the nurse. "Get in here! Someone get in here!"A nurse rushed in and checked Cordy's vitals, then relaxed. "Sir the pain medicine has kicked in, she's asleep," she smiled, "Don't worry she'll be okay."Trent fell back into the chair and began to pray all over asked, "Is she going to be ok, would it be possible to see her?""I'm sorry you are?" Walker asked, standing up to look at Russo."Vince Russo, DOA for TNA, I am also a writer for the shows."Amara looked at Vince and smiled, "Thanks for being concerned Vince, Cordy's Boy...um Trent is in there with her now."Vince looked concerned for a moment, and then smoothed out his features, "well I wouldn't want to disturb them."Chris looked over at Walker, "You can go see them if you like," He said softly.Walker looked up at Harris, "Yeah, I need to see her, and talk to Trent."They walked down the hall just in time to see Trent step out. "Hey Trent, how is she," Chris asked looking at her thru the window."She's sleeping; she is so pale Cordell, so pale..." Trent took a few steps and collapsed into a chair."Well loss of blood will do that to ya," Chris said then looked at Trent as Cordell eyed him, "did she say anything Trent, as to who did this to her?""Yeah, she did, and I am going after the bastard, right now!" Trent jumped to his feet, but was stopped by Walker, who demanded, "Who, damnit, who?""Russo, he took her thinking she was Amara. He shot her Cordell, he almost killed her," Trent was crying now. Harris's head came up like a hunting cat, "Russo!" he growled. He turned and started to race down the hallway. Cordell grabbed Chris before he ran off, "Hold on, let him think that she can't remember, then when he makes a move we get him." Chris shook his head and pulled away.Walker tackled Harris before he could get out of the doors, "Wait, and think this thru." Trent looked at Walker, "She is really out of it Walker, we can't be sure just what she will say when she comes to. We'll need to keep Russo away from her."Cordell nodded then looked down at Chris, "You going to behave?" Chris looked at Walker with a definite "Bite Me," expression. Walker got up. "Tell Russo that Cordy is out right now and he can see her tomorrow," turning to Trent, "Me and you need to have a little talk Malloy."Chris looked down at Walker, "Ok and do you want me to lie to my partner and NOT tell him who is trying to hurt his niece?"Trent looked at Walker w a curious and slightly anxious expression."At the moment yes," Walker said, "Right now we don't want Russo to know we're on to him," he said still looking at Trent, "If Storm's got a problem send him to me."Chris snapped, "Fine, whatever." He stalked off down the hall.Trent started, "Look Walker...""Answer one question. Do you love her?" he asked."More than anything," Trent whispered."Then we have nothing to worry about, just keep her safe," he smiled down, "You know it took you long enough to realize you love her." Trent sighed in relief, then looked at Walker with slight disgust, "Who said I didn't? I just have some sense of self preservation.""You actually thought I would hurt you, Trent I'm more scared of your Father coming down and kicking my tail then you were afraid of me doing the same."Trent laughed, and then turned his head slowly to the side. "Dizzy," Trent then collapsed in Cordell's arms.A nurse walked up. "He's been here with out any sleep; you can lay him on the other bed in there." "Thank you," Walker hefted him up and carried Trent into the room where Cordy slept. Walker moved to her bedside, and lifted her hand to his lips. "You hang in there little girl, don't you go anywhere."Wildcat stopped at the doors leading to the waiting room, and regained control, then opened the door and stepped opened her eyes, "Not...going...no...where. Hurts," she whispered seeing her uncle.Amara jumped up. "How is she, is she any better, worse, what Cat? Tell me!" Walker smiled at Cordy," I knew you were a strong one, and you have a beautiful new foal to name and raise, you can't leave all the work to me, ya know."Harris looked over Amara's head at the three men, and said "She is holding her own. She's unconscious. When she did regain consciousness for a few minutes Walker asked her who did it, and she didn't remember. She lost a lot of blood, and the doctor says she might not ever regain the memory.""Amara..." Cordy smiled then closed her eyes her fingers tightening on her uncle's once again."She is safe, and she's gonna stay safe." Walker promised."Ahh man, that sucks," Cowboy said as Trivette wandered over and Amara went to stand next to her uncle and Russo looked on. "Yeah, but eventually, knowing Walker, who ever he is, the man is going to go down." Chris smiled ferally.Trivette grabbed Cat and pulled him to the side; he spoke quietly for Cat's ears only, "Tell me the truth, she knows who did it, doesn't she?" he asked as Russo was shaking hands with Cowboy, his eyes lighting up as Amara turned away. "Not now," Chris growled.Harris reached for Amara, pulling her to his side, and away from Russo."Dude what's your problem," Amara said as she pushed Chris away. Chris did not release her.Trivette sighed and walked towards the room, "Walker, Alex called, she couldn't get hold of Michael or Elizabeth." Walker crossed further into the room. "I'll try them again here soon. Russo, from what Carlos told me, I'll need to speak with you again tomorrow, due to the involvement by some of your people. Just a standard interview, you understand."Storm looked over at Harris; finally picking up on the fact Chris still looked pissed and ready to kill someone. "Dude, Chris, what is with you?"Russo looked comfortable, and mildly pleased, "NO problem sir, I understand completely." "Not now Jimmy. Right there is a little girl who needs us to protect her, that all anybody needs to know," Chris stated sullenly. "I'll call you to set up a time in the morning; we won't keep you," Walker informed Russo, and turned away with obvious dismissal."Amara, why don't you go down to see Cordy with Storm, I'm sure she'd like knowing you were in the room." Chris said to his young friend."No problem," Russo said walking out cussing, "The dumb bitch, that bullet should've killed her;" he mused as he got in his car."No problem," she said and headed down the hall way. Trivette whistled under his breath watching Amara walk away, "If I didn't know better I'd swear she was Cordy.""Yeah, that is part of the problem, or it may just be part of our solution," Walker said thoughtfully, watching Amara walk away."Meet me at the arena, you morons, NOW!" Russo demanded thru the cell phone."What do you mean Walker, they may share facial structures but once you hear Amara speak your plan is shot down," Chris minions minus April and the red cap were in the arena, Raven, Monty and D'amore waited impatiently."Who said we needed her to talk?" Walker laughed."Ok, you screw ups, we have one last chance to fix this. Anymore fuck ups, and I'll kill the one who does it myself," Russo declared."Hey I was here making sure the rangers weren't into anything; D'amore and Brown were supposed grab the bitch," stated Raven."What do you want her to do then," asked Trivette."First, we bring everyone up to speed on who is who. Then we move Cordy to a new room, and put a guard and Trent on her." Walker stated."I'm sick of excuses, just shut up and listen. We have to get someone into the hospital. The Ranger bitch is never gonna live to point a finger at me." Russo slammed his fist into his open hand."Are you sure about Trent, Walker? I mean he's good but don't you think Carlos would be a better idea," Trivette said."Fine, I can go, it seems me and her hit it off, and they would never suspect me," Raven said smirking, "Besides, I have my ways of getting rid of unwanted pests." "He has a stake in this that Carlos doesn't." Walker smiled. "Besides I have something else in mind for Carlos.""Yeah cause no one would notice a psycho in the hospital, how long before they put you back in your padded room, Birdie, I should be the one to go, Russo." stated Monty.Amara and Storm looked in on Cordy, "Uncle Jimmy how come everyone I end up caring about gets hurt?" D'amore looked at Brown and Raven then turned to Russo, "Let me go, she hates Brown and as Raven said they get along too well, I get along with her but I can't stand the bitch.""Hey now little girl, I'm still standing," Storm hugged Amara to his side. "Why don't you go in and sit with her for a few minutes, babydoll, I'll be in a minute.""Not one of you schmucks is going; I have someone special in mind for this." Russo smirked."Okay," Amara said and went in and sat at Cordy's right hand, "Cordy, please don't leave us, Trent would die if you left and you have several brothers now who will die for you in this hospital right now," she whispered."Oh and who would that be," Raven smirked."Not gonna go anywhere; I have to try out Trent's lips again," Cordy smiled at Amara, sleepily."You're high on pain meds girl, so you're okay physically," laughed Amara. "Who do you think, you macho mules. Me," Trinity smiled craftily as she walked up to put her arm around Russo's waist.