A/N: Hey guys, we are starting 2018 with a bang aren't we! Anyway, you know the drill, I don't own Loud House or The Expendables, they belong to their rightful owners. Anywho, enough of me chatting and onto the chapter...SEE YOU AT THE BOTTOM!

Lincoln was currently watching an action movie that he randomly found while surfing the tv. It seemed interesting to him, it had guns, explosions, and gruesome killings (nothing that was on Lucy's interest level). He then heard the room door open to reveal Church with a couple walmart bags in his hands.

"Hey, you found something good on tv?" Church asked with a grin on his face.

"Yeah, just an action movie, with explosions and such." Lincoln explained with expression as he motioned an explosion motion with his hands.

Church cocked his eyebrows and asked a simple question that an action movie would have.

"Even with guns?" Church asked with an evil grin as Lincoln looked at him with a weird expression.

"Yeah, it has guns." Lincoln said with a confused look as Church pulled out his Glock 22 but took out the magazine, made sure there were no bullets in the chamber and put the gun on safety. He held the gun out for Lincoln to admire with pure awesomeness, Lincoln mouthed cool so quietly that even for some reason Church heard it.

"Here, you can hold it. I'll be getting you one of these for when you go on your first mission, ok?" Church explained as Lincoln handed the firearm back to the agent as he holstered it.

"Ok, you got some other stuff at Walmart?" Lincoln said surprisingly as he eyed the bags Church had brought.

"Oh right, I got you some basic blue plaid pajama bottoms with a white t-shirt. I also got us some drinks and granola bars just in case we get hungry or thirsty during the night. But we'll be going to one of the nearby restaurants soon to get food, ok." Church replied as Lincoln put on a warm smile and got his new pj's out, put them to the side and got ready to go eat dinner.

The two exited their room as they made their way out to the suburban to go get food. Church was thinking of Mexican food, but he didn't know what Lincoln wanted.

"What are you the mood to eat tonight?" Church asked with care as he could tell Lincoln was thinking.

"How about...Mexican. That sounds really good!" Lincoln exclaimed as Church chortled and looked at him with expression.

"I was thinking the exact same thing. We have some things in common, not just things we like to do but also favorite foods too." Church explained as he then thought of the perfect mexican place to eat at.

"There's this mexican joint not far from here that we can try, it's called Johnny Sanchez. I heard it's really good from a couple of agents that work alongside me in the agency." Church said as he was now liking the idea of having some nice mexican food for dinner.

Lincoln alongside thought the idea sounded awesome! Having straight mexican food than the Mexican-French fusion from home was a change well worth it.

Church knew where the restaurant was at and headed straight towards it. Church and Lincoln were chatting and laughing along to ridiculous things, they were chatting like they were old friends. The conversation was going on so long that Lincoln didn't even know that they were pulling into a restaurant parking lot, he looked at the building and saw the words Johnny Sanchez on it. He smiled as he really wanted to get in there and try the food since it would be different than back home.

"How hungry are you?" Church said with a caring tone as Lincoln nodded with anticipation.

"Very hungry. I haven't eaten since this morning at home." Lincoln said as his stomach growled telling him he was hungry.

Church chuckled and motioned Lincoln to follow him inside the restaurant, as they walked inside it was bustling with commotion. People were having a good ole time in there and the art wall represented Day of the Dead (or as in Spanish it was Día de los Muertos) in genuinely nice colors. Lincoln had never been to a mexican place like this before, it was indeed showing a lot of good energy due to every customer having a splendid time.

"Welcome to Johnny Sanchez's, is it just you are your son sir?" A woman at the counter asked Church politely when he turned towards him and replied with the same tone of voice as the young waitress had.

"Yes, just me and my son." Church replied as Lincoln almost said something but remembered why he was here. He was here to take a job offering from the mercs Church knew, and he was also trying to show maturity as well.

"Would you like a booth or table?" The woman asked the agent as he turned towards Lincoln and put on an express Lincoln knew.

"You want to sit at a booth or table?" Church asked the 11-year-old as he immediately replied.

"Booth please." Lincoln said with a small grin as the waitress then lead the way towards their booth.

As they made they're towards the booth, Lincoln couldn't stop staring at the artwork on the wall, it was incredible that the person who did it took the time not to mess up, color the work slowly and be delicate too. He and Church made it to the booth as the woman gave them their menu's.

"Alrighty, your waitress should be here shortly." The woman finished as she left the two to find out what they wanted to drink first.

"I'm thinking of getting a root beer, what about you?" Church asked Lincoln as he lifted his head to answer.

"I'm thinking just a lemonade. I'm thinking of getting the...chicken flautas, what are you getting to eat Church?" Lincoln explained as the agent raised his brow at the menu but fell again as he lowered the menu.

"I'll get the octopus tostadas...with sour cream on the side, gotta have that sour cream for a tostada. If you don't then...your plain stupid." Church chuckled as he saw Lincoln raise his brow at his option he was getting for dinner.

"What? Octopus is unbelievably delicious, especially if you know how to make it." Church said with a half-smile as Lincoln shook his head and laughed under his breath.

Lincoln was curious to know when he and Church would see the leader of the group he would hopefully be working for, so he decided to ask Church now before they headed back to the hotel.

"When are we going to see the leader of that merc group, Church?" Lincoln asked curiously as Church lifted his head from the menu and put a stern look on his face.

"I do business at this church just 10 minutes away from here, so...guess why I'm called Church? Also, we'll be leaving tomorrow around noon, going to that church to give him a job and introduce you to him as well." Church said as he wiggled his eyebrows up and down.

"Oh ok. I'm just-" Lincoln was cut off as the agent spoke with a stern but low tone.

"Trust me, they'll accept you. You did what no other person was able to do, hack into our mainframe and get a good peak at confidential files. That takes skill...and guts mostly skill. Anyway, we'll talk about it tomorrow, ok, the waitress is here." Church finished explaining as he put on a smile towards the cute young waitress.

"Hi, my name is Toni and I'll be your waitress. Can I start you off with something to drink?" Toni asked nicely in a southern accent as Church told her what he wanted to drink. She then looked at Lincoln and just adored him.

"Oh, aren't you a cutie! What are you having to drink baby?" Toni asked in her southern accent towards Lincoln as he blushed.

"I'll...have a lemonade please." Lincoln said quickly as Church chuckled at the young site.

"You got it sweet thing; I'll bring your drinks to you in a minute." Toni said as Church just whistled quietly while Lincoln was covering his blushing face with his hair the best he could, but it was no use.

"Real smooth kid. Real smooth, but in a funny not-teasing-you-type-of-way." Church explained as Lincoln got ahold of himself.

"Sorry, I blush when girls, especially older girls or woman, call me cute. I can't help it when it happens." Lincoln explained as he then heard a familiar southern accent coming towards them.

"Okay ya'll, here is your drinks. Now what can I get for you to fill your bellies? Toni asked as Church began.

"I'll have the Octopus Tostada with extra sour cream on the side." Church told the waitress as she wrote it down in her little notepad.

"And for you darling?" Toni asked Lincoln as his blush began to return, he tried to fight it, but as a result...he lost the battle.

"I'll have the chicken flautas please." Lincoln said as Toni noticed his red face and just giggled.

"I'll have your orders out shortly." Toni told them as she went towards the kitchen while her rear was shaking from side to side.

Church noticed and did the old wolf whistle towards her, but luckily, she didn't hear it. Lincoln's blush left him as he was now ok to resume talking to Church before their meal came.

After Dinner

"Welp! I'm stuffed." Church said as he patted his stomach.

"I'll say, I'm surprised I was able to finish those 6 flautas." Lincoln replied as he and Church headed towards the suburban.

"I'm ready to settle down for the night, how about you?" Church asked the 11-year-old as they got into the vehicle to head back to the hotel.

"I'm thinking of face chatting Ronnie Anne as soon as we get back." Lincoln explained as he heard Church chuckle.

"Ah, young love...You know what never mind, I have no room to talk. I never been out on a date ever in my life so...yeah." Church chuckled as he then had a stern voice.

Lincoln was shocked to hear what the agent had said but did not want to judge.

"I understand." Lincoln replied while he remained quiet until they got to the hotel.

Their Hotel Room

As soon as the door opened, Church went to his bag and grabbed his night clothes while Lincoln grabbed his.

"You can change in the bathroom while I change out here." The agent said as Lincoln nodded and went to the bathroom to change.

As he did, he remembered Ronnie Anne's words, message me before you hit the sack. They played in his head as he changed into his blue plaid pajama bottoms and white shirt to sleep in.

He waited a couple minutes until Church knocked on the door letting him know he can come out. He then saw Church watching tv with baby blue pajama bottoms and the same white t-shirt Lincoln had on.

"Well, well well, isn't this a coincidence...or is it?" Church said with a joking voice as Lincoln just laughed along to that as he made his way towards his laptop and turned it on to message Ronnie Anne.

Church took notice of this and cocked his eyebrows in a teasing way. He normally wasn't the joking type, but this was an exception.

"You messaging your girlfriend...Ronnie Anne is it?" Church asked with a cocky smile as Lincoln looked at him with embarrassment.

"Yes... I love her alot. She even kissed me on the lips before we left Michigan." The 11-year-old explained as he was expecting Church to laugh but so far...nothing.

Before the agent could reply, Lincoln's laptop was ringing. He was getting a call from Ronnie Anne, so Lincoln clicked the green accept button and there was Ronnie Anne in her sleep attire, smiling.

"Hey Lame-O. Whatcha doi-is that the agent from earlier today?" Ronnie Anne asked with curiosity as Church sat up from his bed and pulled his credentials off the nightstand.

"Yep, it's me." Church said as he laid down again to continue surfing the tv.

"Anyway, we just got back from having dinner." Lincoln said with a smile as he saw Ronnie Anne raise her eyebrows in confusion.

"A CIA agent taking a supposed hacker out to dinner...that's new!" Ronnie said chuckling while Lincoln just rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, we went out to this cool mexican place to have dinner...and it was fantastico!" Lincoln explained with such pride as Ronnie just shook her head slightly.

"I can't stay for long because Bobby is gonna be coming home in a bit, I just wanted to call you and say...I love you." Ronnie managed to say while having a huge red blush on her face.

"I love you too Ronnie. I'm gonna hit the sack, I'll try to call you tomorrow or message you when I get the chance." Lincoln said, having his own blush on his face.

Ronnie's eyes went wide as she heard her front door opening. She needed to end the call quick so Bobby did not know the truth.

"I gotta go, Lincoln! Call me tomorrow, bye!" Ronnie exclaimed as she ended the call faster than she began it.

Lincoln sat there putting his laptop away and getting ready for bed as Church was already under the covers.

Before Lincoln drifted to sleep, he had one question he wanted to ask Church.

"Do you think I'll be a good Expendable Church?" Lincoln asked the agent who turned slightly and put on a smile to cheer up the 11-year-old.

"You'll be a great Expendable, just follow orders, do what they say, do your absolute best and use perseverance to achieve success while on missions. Let's get some sleep now, ok." Church explained as he yawned while finally falling asleep.

Lincoln just lay there, thinking of what the agent said repeatedly. He was determined to become the best he can while doing this job, even if he got hurt when in the field.

He finally fell asleep with a shy smile on his face and had hope that they would accept him, but he also had a feeling in his gut they wouldn't because he was a child. He would just have to find out tomorrow and see, if he was able to become...A Jr Expendable.

The Next Morning

Lincoln woke up slowly due to a bit of movement by the desk in the room. It was Church already dressed and in the same suit he had yesterday, but it seemed different... he washed it of course Lincoln thought.

"Hmm...morning." Lincoln said with a bit of grogginess in his voice. Church noticed and turned around to see Lincoln sitting up in his bed.

"Morning Lincoln. Did I wake you?" Church said with a concerned face as Lincoln shook his head slightly.

"No, it's ok, you didn't wake me up." Lincoln replied with a big yawn as he got up to use the bathroom.

"I forgot to mention, I also got us some of those 8 oz bottles of orange juice for us to drink this morning before we head to the church." Church explained as he rubbed his eyes since he just woke up 30 mins ago, still tired.

It was 8:00 sharp when Lincoln woke up, Church was already dressed and waiting to let Lincoln know he was going to take him to show him around New Orleans before the meetup.

After Lincoln used the bathroom, he heard Church clear his throat and turned towards him.

"Before we go to the meetup today, I thought it would be nice to take you around New Orleans, the important and busiest streets of it, and show you around since you're going to be living here throughout the rest of your school years." Church explained as Lincoln's face lit up with excitement.

"Awesome, I wonder what fun things there are here." Lincoln wondered as Church got his bags ready since they were only there for the night.

"There is lots to do here Lincoln, trust me." Church told him as he handed him a big dry towel from the bathroom.

"You might want to take a shower and put a clean pair of clothes on too. When you get out, we need to pack the suburban with the snacks, then I'll give you some small tasks to pass the time on the laptop so you can practice." Church instructed as Lincoln took his bag of clothes and towel to the bathroom so he can shower.

10 Minutes Later

Lincoln came out of the bathroom clean, dried and with fresh clothes on. He saw the beds were made and everything was tidied up as it was never even touched.

"While you were in there, the hotel maid came in and cleaned up. Also, we should get the drinks and stuff in the car before we check out." Church said while Lincoln nodded understanding the situation.

The two got their stuff together and made sure the suburban was loaded with their stuff. Church then made his way back to the front desk as he turned the room key and checked out, the front desk manager was there taking the key and making sure the room on the computer was clear.

"I hope you enjoyed your stay here sir." The manager said with care as Church smiled back and returned the kindness.

"Yep, me and my son had a good night's rest." Church replied as he grabbed his duffel bag and headed for the door.

"Have a good one!" Church got the final word before the manager could, he then headed towards the car as Lincoln was in there with the AC blowing since Church told him to start it while he was inside.

Church got in and put the car in gear, pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards the destination he had in mind of taking Lincoln to.

"So...where are we heading now?" Lincoln questioned the agent as he stopped at a red light.

"There's a chili festival about to start around 9 am, and right now it's 8:30, so we should be there in 35 to 40 minutes. We'll be hanging out there until 11 and head to the church after." Church explained as Lincoln had never been to southern style chili festival since he was raised in the Midwest since birth, and now he was going to spend 10 years in the south.

"What's at this festival?" Lincoln asked with curiosity as Church raised his brow.

"It has a bunch of peppers, chili sauces, food contests and even some fun games. You up for it?" Church explained as Lincoln then got super hyped of hearing about the details.

"I so wanna go, that sounds like fun!" Lincoln exclaimed as Church chuckled while he drove towards the festival.

New Orleans Chili Festival

"Here we are, now make sure you play along like you're my son. People will get suspicious if they think you're not my kid." Church explained as Lincoln nodded as they got out to attend the festival.

Lincoln was amazed by the southern style festivities, such as different Scoville pepper booths, southern chili con carne booths, some fun games he and Church can try and even a dessert stand that was getting set up for the evening.

"What do you want to go to first?" Church asked Lincoln as he looked towards the pepper stand where all types of peppers were for taste tastes.

"That pepper stand right there. I was wondering what the hottest peppers looked like." Lincoln said as Church nodded and the two made their way over to the pepper stand.

The man at the stand had placed the last of the peppers in its proper Scoville category, as he finished, he saw Church and Lincoln walking towards the stand, he got himself straightened up and introduced himself.

"Howdy ya'll, I'm Ricardo! Want to try a sample of the Ghost Pepper sauce?" Ricardo asked the two as Lincoln cocked his eyebrows wondering what this ghost pepper looked like and even if he can handle...tasting a sample of it.

"How hot is it?" Lincoln replied as Ricardo got out an average size Scoville chart showing the heat percentage and names of peppers to match.

"You see here kiddo, the ghost pepper or bhut jolokia is the fourth hottest on the Scoville scale. It ranges from 855,000 to 1,041,427 Scoville for the rating and trust me...it hurts coming out the other end. But to be honest, a little sample on a toothpick won't be bad...trust me." Ricardo finished explaining as Lincoln took courage and said the words Church never expected to hear from him.

"I'll try a tiny bit, sir. But can I have something to drink with it?" Lincoln replied with courage as Ricardo nodded and got him his toothpick that he dipped the top of it in the ghost pepper sauce, alongside was Lincoln's beverage to wash down the hotness...milk (since it helps cool down the burn).

Ricardo handed the toothpick and plastic cup of milk to Lincoln and gave him thumbs up showing good luck. Lincoln took a deep breath in and put the toothpick on his tongue and licked the hot pepper sauce from it, discarded the toothpick and waited.

After 30 seconds, Lincoln could feel a tiny burn, nothing to panic about but it was a small burn. Ricardo noticed and motioned for him to take a small sip of milk, he did, and it instantly felt a bit better. Lincoln understood now why the south had such spicy peppers for meals, he threw away the toothpick and drank his milk to wash down the sauce in the back of his throat.

After that, Lincoln and Church were about see what booths to go to next, Church turned towards Lincoln and put on a kind face.

"Where do you wanna go next?" Church asked the 11-year-old.

"Whatever looks good or nice." Lincoln replied as the two had their fun until 11 am.

Some Time Later

Church and Lincoln were just leaving the festival since it was 5 minutes to 11 am. Lincoln was glad Church took him to the festival, nothing like this was in Michigan and since he was going to be living here for the next 10 years, he might as well get used to it.

"Did you have fun Lincoln?" Church asked as Lincoln nodded with excitement.

"Yeah, I did! I've never been to a southern festival before; I really appreciate you bringing me here. I'm glad I chose this than 10 years in a prison cell." Lincoln explained as Church chortled softly and looked at him with care.

"I'm glad you took the offer to help the government, and besides, taking you into a private court with an orange jumpsuit with handcuffs on, is not my thing." Church explained as Lincoln wiped a tear away due to Church being so nice to him, giving his word that the leader of this mercenary group will hopefully accept him.

"Anyway, we are now...5 minutes away from the church we'll be meeting the leader at. But I also got one more guy, both their names came up at the top of a list for this job I need to give one of them. That would be the perfect time to introduce you to the leader of The Expendables." Church said as Lincoln raised his eyebrows in concern.

"I see..." Lincoln said awkwardly as the two were silent until they got to the church for the meeting.

Inside The Church

The two got inside and Church instructed Lincoln to go hide in the back while business went underway. Lincoln headed towards the back and waited for Church's instruction to come out and meet the leader.

"Lincoln, there's a software I put in your computer when you weren't looking, it's a government software where you can look up anyone's name and it'll pull up their info. So, when I tell you look him up and nod simultaneously, have it ready to go before hand and look up his info as I explain what you're doing here, ok?" Church instructed as Lincoln nodded as he understood what he was told to do.

Lincoln then went to his spot and waited for his cue, even though it would take 15 minutes for the leader to show up.

15 minutes later, there was a low rumble outside as Lincoln could tell it sounded like either a muscle car or a decked-out bike. Moments later, a tall buff man who was wearing a dark green flannel and black hair walked in and noticed Church standing in the front.

"Are you the guy I spoke to on the phone." The buff man said as Church nodded.

"That's correct." Church said as the man walked up to him and stood a few feet in front of him.

"Let's just keep this simple, if the moneys right, we don't care where the job is, got it?" The man said in a stern voice.

"Let's quit jerking off, get down to business, see who's hungry. I know your real names probably not Barney Ross, you don't need to know my name, all you need to know is that the job's real and the money's real, but since we're in this nice place...well then just call me Mr. Church." Church finished as Barney nodded as he understood who he was dealing with.

"Ok Church, what can I do for you." Barney replied to him.

"In a minute, still waiting for one more guy." Church said as Barney raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Who?" Barney asked.

Church gestured with his chin towards the door as it opened to reveal a taller man (obviously austrian) standing as a shadow in the sunlight.

He started to walk in as Barney looked back to see the man and huffed a bit.

"You know him?" Church asked him.

"Yeah, we used to be on the same team together. What's my oldest worst friend doing here?" Barney asked the agent as he kept staring at the man approaching them.

"Both your names came to the top of the list. You got a problem?" Church explained sternly.

"Yeah, I should've shot him when I had the chance." Barney said as the man put on a smile as he got closer.

"Big Barney Ross!" The tall man exclaimed as he held a cigar in his hand with pride.

"Bigger Trench Mauser!" Barney greeted to Trench with a cocky smile and his hands in the air.

"What are you doing, praying for work?" Trench asked sarcastically with a slight grin.

"Could be." Barney replied shortly.

"Have you been sick? You lost weight." Trench mocked Barney as he was ready to bring in the verbal cavalry.

"Really, well whatever weight I lost, you found pal." Barney shot back to Trench.

"You guys aren't gonna start sucking each other's dicks, are you?" Church said out of now whereas the two men looked at him with discomfort.

"Let's get down to business. See who wants to work. Ever heard of an island called Vilena?" Church asked the two mercenaries.

In all his 11 years of being a child, Lincoln had never heard such rude remarks, but he held his tongue and waited as instructed.

"No." Barney replied briefly.

"Yeah." Trench confirmed with honesty.

A small silence went between the men, as Church and Barney looked at Trench.

"It's a little island in the gulf." Trench explained.

"That's right." Church commented shortly.

"You should read more." Trench teased Barney.

Barney gave Trench the eye twitch. "Thanks." He replied with hate.

"There are resources on that island my people are very interested in." Church continued explaining the job details.

"But the general by the name of Garza is overthrowing a half assed government." Trench replied honestly.

"That's right." Church commented once again.

"My people are having a problem with this fanatic, Garza." Church continued with the info.

"So, you want Garza gone?" Barney finally said but Church responded very quickly.

"I want him dead." Church coldly said.

"Oh, he takes his little army, only an idiot would do this job." Trench continued to tease Barney as he knew he had about 5 to 6 guys on his team.

Barney scoffed as he wanted to get the info. "How much?" He asked.

"Oh, like I said." Trench went on.

Trench and Barney exchanged looks as Trench gave in which surprised Church and Barney.

Lincoln was listening in on the meet and could tell which one was the one he would most likely be introduced to. So, he just waited for Church's instruction to come out.

"I'm busy anyway, so give this job to my friend here, he loves playing in the jungle...right?" Trench said as he got a cocky smile out of Barney.

"Right." Barney respond softly.

"That's right." Church cut in.

"Hey, why don't we have dinner." Trench joked before departing as he reached into his coat and pulled out a cigar to hand to the veteran leader.

"Sure when?" Barney played along.

"In a thousand years." Trench replied in a cocky manner.

"Too soon." Barney said as the Austrian mercenary walked towards the exit.

"What's his fucking problem? Church asked with rude concern.

"He wants to be president." Barney remarked as Trench took one last look back before heading out the door.

"I got to recon this island first." Barney explained to Church the preparations needed.

"I'll have a contact for you on the island." Church stared blankly at Trench walking out.

Barney took a good look back not before making a smartass remark.

"Good riddance." Barney remarked.

"I got a feeling everyone else is passing this job, so our fee is...5 mil." Barney explained as he explained it to Church, who actually looked surprised.

"5 Mil?" Church repeated the money amount.

"And I want half up front and the other half on an offshore account, you got a problem with that?" Barney instructed as Church stood still with a cold look in his eyes.

"No...what I have a problem with...is people trying to fuck me over. So, if you take this money, and you don't deliver...if you try to fuck me in some kind of weird cock-a-memmy scheme of yours, me and my people...are going to come get you...and your people and chop you up...into little...fucking dog treats. You got a problem with that?"

Lincoln could tell this was getting to the point to where he would be instructed to come out. He waited for the cue by having the laptop ready to show the mercenary leader what he can do.

"Let's talk." Barney finally said as Church got to the point Lincoln was waiting for.

"Good, now your gonna need a hacker just in case." Church responded with the final info he had been waiting to explain to Barney.

"I don't think I'll be needing a hacker, Church." Barney said now getting a bit confused.

"Oh, trust me. You'll be needing this guy, he's very good. Come out now Lincoln." Church gave the cue as Lincoln walked out slowly as he carried his laptop under his arm as the Vietnam veteran raised his eyebrows with much confusion.

"Is this some sort of sick joke Church." Barney scoffed when he saw the 11-year-old with a laptop under his arm.

"No, he is your new hacker. Lincoln here was smart enough to hack into the CIA mainframe and look at Nuclear Launch Codes which I thought we put a secure base around them from being seen by anyone else but us. And he did the right thing by calling me and telling me what he did, I came to get him at his house, made it look like I arrested him but in reality, I offered him the job to work as a hacker for you and your team. I also told him it was possible; he can go into the field when he is 17 and he can go home when he's 21." Church explained as Barney's eyes were opened a bit more due to the info given.

"What do you mean, go home when he's 21?" Barney said clearly confused due to Church not giving the straight answer.

"His family thinks he's going to jail for 10 years, he's 11 now and will go home when he's 21." Church explained the rest of the info as Barney nodded slightly.

"How good is he?" Barney asked now interested in seeing what Lincoln can do.

Church turned towards Lincoln and gave him the go. "Look him up." He instructed as Lincoln nodded as he went to work.

It only took 30 seconds before Lincoln was able to access Barney's info such as his birth date, picture, military record and private information (which was blocked out due to Church telling Lincoln to do so earlier in the day).

"All done Church." Lincoln said with a proud look on his face, which Barney was flabbergasted. There was all his information on the 11-year-olds laptop, he was just so impressed that a kid this young can have such a talent.

Whistling, Barney smiled. "You are one smart kid. Lincoln, is it?" Barney asked with confidence as Lincoln stood up slowly and nodded with small nervous look on his face.

"Lincoln, I got one thing to say..." Barney prepared to say as Lincoln began to get nervous.

"..Welcome aboard." Barney concluded as he stuck out his hand for Lincoln to shake.

Lincoln let out a sigh of relief and happily shuck the veteran's hand with the best gentlemen's handshake he could give.

Barney stood up and looked at Church while Lincoln put his laptop away and waited to be instructed.

"I'll get you the files, be right back." Church said as he went to get his bag that contained the info on Vilena.

"Let me tell something very quick Lincoln, I'm not mad, I'm being very honest with you, ok. Once you go down this road, there is now going back...whatsoever." Barney said with a stern but soft voice.

Lincoln nodded at the veteran's words and gave his final word.

"I'll be perfectly fine with stepping into this line of work." Lincoln said with a straight face as Barney nodded as he understood Lincoln was making his choice. This job had guns, crazy killings, and even big explosions...sounded like a job Lincoln would enjoy when he was the right age to go into the field with Barney and the rest. But for now, he was now the hacker for The Expendables.

Moments later, Lincoln was walking with Barney to his vehicle where Lincoln could now get a good look at what that huge muscle like noise was. Barney had to think of a way for one of the guys to be Lincoln's guardian and act as a parent like figure towards him. Church also informed Barney that Lincoln would be going to school soon because he gave him the school paperwork that Church got from his people. Church sent people to get a transcript at Lincoln's school in Royal Woods, but they told them he was going to get his schooling done in jail.

"So, this is where the huge rumble was coming from...this old-style truck Barney?" Lincoln asked out of curiosity as the veteran chuckled.

"This is a 1955 Ford F100 custom Lincoln. I got this bad boy years ago, way before your time. Now let's go, we gotta head back to the shop to discuss job terms." Barney explained as Lincoln and him got into the truck, the 11-year-old had his clothes, laptop, Ace Savvy comic and even a can of coke he got from the suburban before he and Church went inside to meet Barney.

"Now, when we get there and when you see the guys, they may look mean, but they do not, and I mean they do not hate children whatsoever. So, need to fear, and also, we'll discuss where you will be staying at, one of the guys will have to be your guardian for the next 10 years and even act as a parent like figure towards you too." The veteran explained as Lincoln nodded with excitement.

"I... really appreciate this Barney. I really do." Lincoln said as he was starting to cry tears of happiness. Barney noticed and grabbed some tissues out of the glove compartment for Lincoln to clean himself with.

"It's no trouble kid. You're a good kid with a special talent and deserve to help the government instead of being behind a jail cell with a bunch of other delinquents." Barney comforted the 11-year-old as he put his hand on his shoulder, which made Lincoln feel much better.

"We'll be at the shop in a bit, so when we get there, have your laptop ready to show the guys what your good at." Barney instructed as Lincoln nodded softly.

"Great, now let's just chill until we get there, ok?" The veteran continued as Lincoln set his head on the door and closed his eyes, even though it was a short trip, he needed his rest. Lincoln hoped the others would think of him as a great hacker too, but he had to wait and see.

A/N: Wow! Now I seriously had so much fun writing this, the rude but super funny dick sucking remark Church made was so funny I had to write it in here. But as always, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I wonder what the other expendables think of Lincoln...we'll have to wait and see! :D Anyway, I shall see you guys in the next one...ADIOS AMIGOS!