A/N: Hello peeps, here we are with the 13th chapter.

You all know the rules, I don't own The Loud House nor The Expendables, they belong to their rightful owners. Without further or due...SEE YOU AT THE BOTTOM!

Lincoln sat at the kitchen table with Barney, Tool, Lee and Toll; explaining what went down in Aldan. "Lincoln, look at me." Barney stated sternly as the young hacker did as he was told.

"You did your job, and that was to help us maneuver in the building and watch our backs while watching yours as well. But you took out an enemy when the time was right. Don't be ashamed, it was ok to be scared, but you did the right thing." Barney continued as Lincoln nodded slowly while wiping away small tears.

"I know, I was certain as soon as the building went down and the camera feed lost connection, that there were no more tangos. Then one of them grabbed me and that's when I kinda lost it there. I reached for my knife and plunged it in his thigh." Lincoln explained in a soft tone as Lee pulled out a hard-plastic container that transported...knives?

"You mean, this knife?" Lee commented as he placed the bloody kunai in front of Lincoln.

"Yeah, that's the one. I overdid it when I slit his throat though, I guess I have to thank Lisa for showing me advanced Human Biology and the Circulatory system." Lincoln said while Barney took a sip of his coffee.

Tool whistled from hearing the info. "Damn kid, you slit another man's throat. Now, that takes balls." Tool stated lamely as Barney rolled his eyes.

"Look kid, let me tell you a little secret. Killing someone for your first time, in this business, is not easy to forget." Barney started to explain while Lincoln listened more and more. "I've been there, Tool's been there, we've all been there." He finished while rolling his finger in the air.

"Getting over this will not happen overnight, so try to think of positive thoughts to replace those negative ones. Hopefully, this doesn't turn into some of PTSD type of bullshit or something like that." Lee commented while Lincoln smiled to the Englishman's words.

"If that does happen, I know someone that I can talk to just in case. But I don't know how well you guys will take the answer." Lincoln stated as the guys raised their eyebrows to this.

"Who's that, Lincoln?" Barney asked as Lincoln looked deep into the Italian's eyes.

"My Pop Pop." Lincoln replied as everyone went silent for a while until Barney spoke finally.

"Is he a Vietnam Veteran?" Barney replied as Lincoln nodded.

"Yeah, he is. So that's why I suggested it." Lincoln explained as Lee took a sip of his coffee.

"Well, if you can call him now and get him to listen, we'll take it from there. Ok?" Lee added in as Lincoln looked grateful to talk to someone in the department of Disorders from the Military.

"I just hope he understands my profession and affiliation with you guys." Lincoln stated while getting his drink.

"He will, trust me Lincoln." Barney said with a smile.

"Now, when your done having your drink, get a shower, change into some clean clothes, put on your jumpsuit and set up the scenario." Toll instructed as Lincoln got up to get his drink and other tasks.

25 Minutes Later

Lincoln had just finished his shower, got his clothes and jumpsuit on as Barney knocked on the door. "Hey kid, you ready to get this party started?" Asked the veteran as Lincoln laughed while unlocking the door.

"We're all good, I just gotta pull back the curtain and get the conversation going." Lincoln explained as all the men followed him and got comfortable either by sitting in foldable chairs, leaning against the wall, or sitting on the bed.

Toll pulled the curtain into position and waited for Lincoln's signal. The 11-year-old pulled up Skype and clicked the video call button while everyone else reminded quiet behind the curtain.

"Lincoln, is that you?" A voice asked from the other side.

"Yep, it's me, Pop Pop." Lincoln replied as he saw the disappointment on his grandfather's face. "How could you do something like this, Lincoln? Do you know that everyone's crying their eyes out at the house because of your absence?" Pop Pop continued as Lincoln waited for him to finish.

"I know, I messed up big time. But there is something I want to ask you, and it has to do with what people go through, plus it's pretty serious." Lincoln stated as Pop Pop caught on to what he was saying.

"Go on, kiddo, I'm listening." The grandfather stated as Lincoln prepared to explain his scenario to his grandfather.

"Is it common for people to experience some sort of PTSD or something similar from a certain crazy event that they go through." The 11-year-old explained as his grandfather's eyebrows raised to the question. He had friends who went through PTSD from the war, so it was weird for his grandson to ask him why it's common.

"Well yeah, it's common. Why do you ask?" The older man stated as Lincoln began to stand.

"What I'm about to tell you and show you is very serious, so you have to promise not to tell anyone." Lincoln explained as Pop Pop was now worried about what he was going to show him.

"Lincoln, you know-" Pop Pop began to explain as he was cut off by Lincoln.

"Pop Pop, please! You cannot tell anyone, especially not mom, dad or the girls!" Lincoln yelled as Pop Pop was taken back a bit due to his grandson's attitude.

Pop Pop nodded and let Lincoln proceed. He began to strip out of his jumpsuit, as he was unzipping the suit the curtain flew open to reveal the 3 men. Pop Pop couldn't believe what he was seeing: there was his grandson, in regular clothing with 3 men in a house bedroom.

"W-What's going on, Lincoln? I thought they sentenced you to 8 to 10 years in jail." Pop Pop stated as Barney jumped in to explain Lincoln's situation and affiliation.

"The name is Lieutenant Colonel Barney Ross, United States Marines and I'm a mercenary leader, sir, of a group called the Expendables. Do you mind if I explain the situation?" Barney asked as Pop Pop nodded to his request.

As Barney explained all the info that transpired through the week, Pop Pop could not believe Lincoln actually killed someone to protect himself, was going to school and living a regular life with the Expendables: learning all kinds of tactics and martial arts.

"Wow, I never thought...just wow!" Pop Pop was flabbergasted from every bit of info that he just heard from the younger veteran. Lee thought he had the right opportunity to step in and explain more details, some that Barney left out.

"Also, he's always allowed to come to us for advice or if he's in a jam." Lee stepped in as Lincoln left to give the guys some time to talk to Pop Pop and brief him.

He had his phone with him and decided to see if Bonnie was able to chat. Even though he was still shaken up from the Russian altercation, he was glad to still be breathing. So, he texted Bonnie and asked to see what was up with her Sunday morning.

Hey Bonnie, it's Lincoln. Whatcha doing? -Lincoln

Lincoln sat on the couch watching TV while he waited for her response. He was getting more and more interested in Bonnie, but he also had to careful of Arthur as well. His phone buzzed as he was surfing the channels, some good shows and movies were on. He saw the text and couldn't help but chuckle at what he had read.

You couldn't have texted me at the worst time, XD. I stepped in dog crap a minute ago in the backyard and now I'm in my bathroom cleaning my foot in the tub. All thanks to my German Shepherd, Duke -Bonnie

Just as he was about to reply, Toll and the others came out of his bedroom. Barney came to sit down to Lincoln on the couch, looking somewhat pleased.

"Well, your grandfather now knows the situation, he's proud of you for choosing to help the government but a little upset from the whole 'getting into trouble with them in the first place' type of shit. You catch my drift?" Barney explained as Lincoln nodded.

"Now, I just got the two million eight hundred thousand dollars from Bonaparte, so I'll be bringing yours and Toll's cuts soon, ok?" Barney added as Lincoln nodded with the hint of surprise in his eyes.

Barney got up off the couch, went out to his truck and drove back to his place. While Lincoln was about to reply to Bonnie, he felt someone put him in a headlock and put something soft towards his jugular.

"Where's my money?!" A voice boomed as Lincoln knew who it was, Lee goddamn Christmas. He saw he was being held at, cucumber point….it was out right stupid, but in a funny way.

Lee just laughed like a madman as he pulled himself off the floor and parked his ass on the couch.

"Real mature Lee Christmas. Real mature behavior coming from a thirty something year old man." Lincoln snickered as he drank his juice while Lee was on his phone just passing the time.

After a while, Lee decided to break the silence and tell Lincoln the truth of his name. "You know, Christmas isn't really my last name." He put in as Lincoln looked at him as if he just revealed he was his biological father or something along that dusty ol' road.

"R-Really? I didn't know that…what is your last name, Lee?" Lincoln asked the bald Englishman as he pulled out his UK driver's license.

"My real last name is Jackson. Lee Thomas Jackson is my full name, it was my great grandfather's name so they thought it would be appropriate for me to carry the name." Lee explained as Lincoln was fascinated by a bit of his backstory. At that point, Lincoln decided to 'introduce' himself to Lee Jackson; not 'Lee Christmas', the real man in front of him, just to show how caring and kind he was. Lincoln stuck out his hand to the man and said the good old words.

"Nice to meet you, Lee Jackson." Lincoln said with his usual grin, while Lee took notice and accepted the exceedingly kind gesture.

Just then, Lincoln got another text from Bonnie. This one, however was enough to make Lincoln's cheeks shoot pink. You wanna come over and hang out? My parents said it was cool, all I gotta do is give you the address then we can pick you up-Bonnie.

Lee noticed Lincoln's blush and decided to joke with him. "Who you texting, eh?" Lee said with a cocky smile as Lincoln snapped out of his tiny trance and responded to the Englishman.

"My friend, Bonnie, from school. She wanted to know if I could come over, so I'm just letting her know. But I gotta ask you guys first." Lincoln stated as Lee put on a straight face and put a hand on Lincoln's shoulder.

"Aren't you still a bit shaken up from what happened in Russia?" Lee asked with confusion as Lincoln drew a breath in and exhaled slowly.

"I'm alright, not a hundred percent fine but pretty close. Plus, this shouldn't be enough to keep me from hanging with friends." Lincoln explained to Lee as he nodded while keeping his silence.

As Lincoln was getting his shoes on, he was handed one hundred dollars but in five twenty-dollar bills by Lee. He noticed and took the kind gesture before Lee spoke.

"Go ahead and let your friend know you can hang out. I'll tell Toll you went to go out with her. Just make sure to let us know when you wanna come back, ok?" Lee said in a low but relaxed tone while Lincoln nodded and hugged him.

"Thanks Lee. But we're just hanging out at her house watching movies and such." Lincoln commented as Lee chuckled lightly as if it was a very dirty joke.

"Well, make sure no choking the chicken to her or hanky panky." Lee instructed as Lincoln had the brightest blush ever as Lee dropped to the floor dying of laughter, clutching his stomach. He then heard the door open and shut, probably because Lincoln not wanting to let him see his weakness.

Lincoln was sitting on the porch texting Bonnie that he could go over, hoping to see if he and Bonnie were going anywhere besides just sitting at her house and watching movies.

My caretaker said it was cool. Just in case we're going anywhere to hang out, I'm bringing some money. -Lincoln.

As he was sitting on the steps leaning against the porch bannister, he got a text back from her. Ok, we're on our way now. But yeah, we are going to the New Orleans City Park, the Mardi Gras Fountains and finally back to my house-Bonnie. Lincoln finished reading the text with wide eyes, he didn't expect Bonnie and her parents to be this nice and show him around like this, but beggars can't be choosers, right? As he was watching a video on phone, he heard a car pull up. He looked up to see Bonnie waving out the window, smiling like they've been friends forever.

Lincoln got up, smiling, and approached the Duncan's' blue 2014 BMW X1 and got in. Bonnie was delighted to see him, especially her parents, they thought he was a nice kid defending their angel from her perverted bully.

"So, Lincoln, are you ready to enjoy the sights of New Orleans?" Bonnie asked as she just couldn't keep in her excitement any longer.

"Yep, I just never thought I would have someone show me around the south. I appreciate it though...a lot." Lincoln stated when Mrs. Duncan turned her head and smiled with what Bonnie called her 'charming southern pride'.

"It's a pleasure to show you around, Lincoln, Bonnie talks nonstop about you at home. Especially ever since you beat up that 'Arthur' pervert at the park." Mrs. Duncan complemented as she then got a good kick in the back of her seat from her angry daughter, who was blushing madly.

Lincoln laughed out loud with the mother as Bonnie stayed silent. "It's no trouble at all, and yeah, Arthur was one of the rudest jerks ever."

They first drove to New Orleans City Park, where the Duncan's had a nice picnic planned, unbeknownst to Lincoln. When they pulled into a parking space, Jack and Lindsey grabbed the food and blanket, while Bonnie led Lincoln to the spot they would be setting up at.

Jack and Lindsey set up the picnic at a space by a nice, shaded spot that the tree was producing, a small hill and a gorgeous view of the rest of the park. Lincoln caught onto what they were doing: a picnic, he thought as Bonnie handed him a canned lemonade while he just shrugged and smiled to the kind gesture.

He helped Jack get the food prepared while Bonnie and Lindsey got the blanket flattened the best they could on the soft grass.

"I really can't thank you enough for agreeing to take me out and show me around New Orleans. It means a lot, especially to genuinely nice people like yourselves." Lincoln explained as Jack softly placed his big hand on the boy's shoulder, while Bonnie hugged him tight. She didn't care if her parents embarrassed her in front of Lincoln, she really liked him: so, if it meant being embarrassed in front of your friend that is the opposite gender, then so be it.

Jack and Lindsey packed up some turkey, ham and cheese sandwiches, fruit, drinks and even some Oreo truffles for a treat. Lincoln's mouth was almost salivating due to sight of the dessert, he had never even tried this type of dessert before, so it was something new for him to try.

As everyone was enjoying the food, the breeze started to pick up a bit which made Bonnie shiver somewhat. Lincoln took notice and pulled her into a warm hug, for two reasons: To keep Bonnie warm and to show that he cared. Bonnie blushed but didn't care whatsoever if it was in her parent's line of sight, she was glad Lincoln cared. Jack was about to make a smartass comment when he was stopped by his wife with her 'do it and I'll sandwich smack you' look that she gives him whenever he is about to make a similar comment.

At Tool's Shop

Barney was looking at Lincoln's papers, he had Church make copies for him and the rest of the guys to keep just in case if they were stopped by the police; Church had papers made that they were his primary caretakers and to contact him if there were any problems. As Barney rolled across Lincoln's date of birth, he was surprised to see it was only a couple days away.

"Hey Tool! Come here and take a look at this!" Barney shouted as the wild haired man put his tattoo gun down to see what the leader wanted. "What's up brotha'? Tool asked as Barney passed him the papers belonging to their hacker while pointing to the date of birth section.

The liaison was also surprised to see what Barney had saw. "Lincoln's birthday is coming up? Tool asked as Barney ran his hands through his hair and blew air through his mouth. "I'm no good with setting up birthday parties, especially for kids, Toll. You should know this by now, am I right?" Barney explained to his friend who nodded slightly in agreement with him.

"We should at least try to do something nice for him, you know, give him something very special. He is one of us now, so why not go out of your way for a nice kid who defended himself with a knife and a gun." Tool stated as Barney nodded to the man's words, Lincoln did say he was willing to go down the dark path that is taking contracts from either unknown people or the government.

Barney knew the business was very dark, especially after taking out the founder of the Expendables years back, due to turning on them and becoming one of the most sick and twisted war criminals in the middle east.

But despite being a young merc, Barney knew Lincoln was here to get his schooling done as well, as well as celebrate holidays with him. So, he thought of the most perfect present ever for the 11-year-old. "You remember those mini bikes we had as kids?" Barney asked the wild haired man as he chuckled softly.

"Barney, no shit I remember." Tool said as he dug out a picture of him and Barney as two crazy teenagers, before they went into the military, standing next to two new minibikes they had back then.

"Goddamn we looked good back in the day. I had just started to work on my boxing and workout routines before enlisting." Barney commented as he handed the picture back to Tool.

"You're damn right, I had lost my virginity and was starting to pick up girls older than me." Tool said while grinning like a madman as Barney chuckled.

Barney was 58, while Tool was 52, so they had been friends since they were Lincoln's age. "But why do you ask the minibikes?" Tool asked as Barney picked up the phone to a buddy of his who owed him a favor from a couple years back.

"I got a guy who owes me a favor, plus this is part of Lincoln's present." Barney stated as Tool nodded slightly before throwing one of his knives towards the board that Christmas hit dead center the night of the Vilena celebration. The knife hit the eye of the artwork while the man sighed, he thought he was losing his touch or if he was only tired.

After a five-minute conversation, Barney got off the phone, he was happier than a shoefly in an outhouse. "It's on the way here. So, you should text the others about what's going on, that we should get him a nice cake and stuff like that." Barney explained while Tool got on the horn texting all the guys in a group text what's going down.

Lincoln's birthday is in 4 days. So, we should get him something that shows we care for him as his primary caretakers. -Tool

"It's done, I'll get on the computer and find him something he might like." Tool continued as Barney smiled as he got an email saying the gift was on the way.

"Do me a favor and don't get him condoms. He hasn't gone through puberty yet, okay Tool. We don't need to embarrass him at all." Barney said sternly as Tool almost choked on his beer he just cracked open.

"I wasn't planning on doing that at all." Tool said, obviously offended as Barney also cracked open a beer. "Not at least until his 16th birthday." Tool finished as Barney choked on his beer, this time, it came out his nose.

Tool snickered in peace as he then heard his phone buzz multiple times. Barney thought it would be one of his girlfriend's texting him nudes, instead it was the guys responding to the text from earlier.

I didn't know it was this soon, I can't believe it's May 2nd. I'll get him cool posters of US Geography. -Caesar

Shit! I'll get on the ball with the cake! -Yang

Bollocks, guess I'll work on some decorations. -Lee

I'll bring some drinks, maybe he'll want to invite some friends, or probably just his friend, Bonnie. I'll also bring a little booze for us, for the later occasion, or we can just go to the bar and drink there. I noticed in one of his pictures with his family that he had a dog, so I might get one for the house, to keep him company when I'm not home. Plus...I've also wanted one for a while to be honest. : )-Toll

I have a nice pizza recipe I can make, just because I'm not Italian or American (no offense Barney) doesn't mean I don't know pizza recipes. : P-Gunnar

"Guess the guys are gonna do the best they can to make this a good birthday for the kid. I'll head to Walmart and get him a nice gift card for one of the electronic stores and maybe another game for his system since Toll Road told me he got him one a couple days ago." Tool said as he finished his beer before departing to the nearest Walmart.

Back in Royal Woods

Chandler was taking envy in watching the younger Louds suffer without Lincoln. He would always take a picture with his camera so he could laugh like a madman at night. Sick bastard. Sometimes he wondered if he took things a bit too far, NOT! He LOVED taking it far when teasing Lincoln or making his life a living hell. Now he had his chance to make his sisters' life a living hell since that's the type of guy he is.

He had a bag with him that contained rubber bands, a note that read, HAVE FUN GETTING BY WITHOUT YOUR PRECIOUS LARRY! P.S. HERE IS A LITTLE PRESENT THAT REMINDS YOU OF THAT NERD! It also had a dead bunny, that looked like it was at least two years old.

He tied the note and bunny the best he could to a rock and made his way to the Loud Residence. As he made his way there, he saw the big Vanzilla coming down the street towards him. He put on an innocent smile and waved like he was Mr. Rogers and was their neighbor. He also had some cotton to make it look like Lincoln's hair by attaching it to the head of the dead bunny.

He approached the Loud House and hid in some bushes, ready to begin his heinous act. He waited until no one was around; then with all his strength, he hurled the object towards one of the windows. After he hurled the rock, he heard a great big SHATTER, and as soon as he heard the glass falling, he ran like a bat out of hell trying to get away from the house.

Inside the house, everyone was wondering what was going on. They ran to the window that busted open, right where the boob tube was. Then they saw the dead bunny and that's when everyone lost their minds. Lynn Sr fainted due to the blood cutting the flesh on the innocent little thing while the girls were screaming their heads off.

"Who could do such a thing to a little bunny!" Lola screamed as Rita calmed herself down to pick up the bunny with the note tied to it. She raised her eyebrows when recognizing the ruse and it hit her. This looks like Lincoln, especially since he has his stuffed bunny, Rita thought as she showed everyone else. "It's supposed to look like Lincoln due to the white cotton as his hair." Rita whimpered as Lola snatched the note from her hand.

"WAIT! I know that name!" Lola squealed as everyone focused on the princess.

"Larry. That's the name that red-haired jerk in Lincoln's grade calls him when he picks on him!" Lola exclaimed as she felt anger replace the tears.

"I know who calls him that." A monotone voice said causing everyone to scream, which of course belonged to, Lucy.

"Who are you talking about dudette?" Luna said as she wiped away the remaining tears from her eyes.

"His name is Chandler; he constantly picks on Lincoln at school every chance he gets while always thinking he's the best. The last time he picked on him was 4 months ago." Lucy said as she began to explain.

Flashback

Lucy was getting stuff from her locker when she heard a familiar voice from down the hall.

"Why can't you leave me be, Chandler?! Why do you have to pick on me every day?!" Lincoln screamed as it got everyone's attention, obviously thinking there was a fight about to go down.

Chandler just chuckled as Lincoln brushed himself off from being pushed to the floor by the bully. "Because I can and plus I'm the most popular kid in school." The red-haired bully finished explaining as some kids groaned after hearing his little speech.

"I'll be seeing you later, Larry." Chandler stated as Lincoln calmed down enough to find his composure. Lucy was watching the whole thing from a distance, she hated to see her older brother upset, but also wondered why Chandler would continuously pick on him.

Flashback Ends

"And that's what happened that day at school. I still don't know why he picks on Lincoln." Lucy finished explaining as Lynn was about to blow up from holding in her anger.

"He better pray we don't cross paths, otherwise I'll show him not to mess with us Louds!" Lynn Jr. screamed so loud that it hurt her throat.

"Junior, please relax. I'm not in the mood right now to deal with this." The patriarch commanded in a stern but soft voice. Lynn Jr. wasn't going to let be pushed aside like some lint on her shoulder, she wanted to get Chandler and give him the pounding of a lifetime.

"But dad! He keeps picking on Lincoln, we have to-" The athlete tried to explain until her father cut her off and used a voice he hadn't used in a long time.

"Lynn Jr. you better listen to me and listen to me good! You will leave this alone and never bring it up again, do you understand me?!" Lynn Sr. bellowed as everyone stood there shocked to hear him scream like this. The patriarch just rubbed the bridge of his nose and walked off to his and Rita's room.

Lynn Jr. just hung her head down and went to make her usual meatball sub. Lola tugged on her mother's pant leg and whimpered. "Mommy, I'm worried about what Chandler might do next."

"I know honey, I know. I just hope he stays away, or I'll go to the police and report him." The matriarch stated as Lola nodded and went off to her and Lana's room.

As the mess got cleaned up, everyone went back to doing their own things, if they were able to at least. Luna was in her room sitting in her bean bag, holding Bun Bun in her hands while slowly rubbing the ear.

She sniffled softly and cried once more, not having her little brother next to her either helping with songs or just chilling was very lonely. It didn't matter if she was grounded when he was here, Lincoln did his best to cheer up his Rockstar sister. Hell, he practically did the best he could when it came to helping his family when they were either down or needed help.

Back to Lincoln

As Lincoln and Bonnie were finishing their drinks and their dessert, Jack and Lindsey were cleaning up what was left of the picnic. "Those were the best Oreo truffles ever! I can't believe how moist they are." Lincoln exclaimed as Jack chuckled while devouring one himself.

"I agree, they're my mother's famous recipe. People would kill to get their hands on these suckers." The burly man said with a bit of truffle still in his mouth, earning a slap on the arm from his wife due to him talking with his mouth half full.

Lincoln and Bonnie just giggled as there was a ring coming from Jack's work phone that was in his pocket. Confused because he thought he had a couple days off, Jack answered the phone and took the call away from the picnic.

Lindsey thought of asking Lincoln about his family since she never had the opportunity before. "So Lincoln, how many family members did you have?" As soon as that question came out, both Lincoln and Bonnie's eyes went wide. Lindsey saw the look and knew she shouldn't have asked that question, knowing Lincoln could get emotional from it.

"Mom! He doesn't like to talk about his family!" Bonnie scolded with her teeth clenched tight but was stopped by a soft hand on her shoulder. It was Lincoln with tears beginning to form in his eyes.

"It's fine, Bonnie. I have to tell you ladies the truth…" As Lincoln was preparing to reveal the big cheese, Jack came back with a disappointing look on his face.

"Well, it looks like I gotta go fill in for Daniel at work, he just broke his index finger from one of the machines there." Jack explained as Lindsey gasped while covering her mouth with her right hand.

"Is he gonna be okay?" Lindsey asked while Jack reassured his wife with a small nod.

"He's gonna be fine. Looks like we're gonna have to cancel the rest of the hangout." Jack stated as both 11-year old's sighed with disappointment.

Before they did anything else, Lindsey came up with a good idea. "Why don't we drop them off back at the house and let them watch movies for a bit, then I can take Lincoln back home or let his caretaker pick him up?" Lindsey explained as Bonnie and Lincoln pleaded for the idea to happen.

The burly man started chuckling as he could never upset his daughter or her friend, so he accepted. "Alright, we can make that happen. We got Netflix and DVDs back at the house as well."

"Thank you, daddy! I know the perfect movie to watch." Bonnie commented while Lincoln played with his cowlick with an embarrassing smile.

"Well, let's make like horse crap and hit the trail. I gotta get to work, sort out files and take Daniel's shift as well." Jack said as he was carrying the blanket and a basket to the BMW X1 while everyone was in tow throwing away garbage.

After everyone got into the SUV, Jack drove away from the park while a figure was eyeing the car from a distance. He had a blue hoodie on and he locked on the specific person who got in, Lincoln.

"I'll get you back Lincoln, even if it takes me a long time. Just...you...wait!" Arthur ranted as he then heard a random hippie couple lighting up a bong behind them.

"Hey broski…. you wanna get high with us?" A hippie said with dreads that were multicolored with blue, red and purple in them. Not realizing how old Arthur was to begin with, nor take to consideration that they had a bag of shrooms, weed with them and they were a public park.

"Go get chlamydia, you hippie dickwads." Arthur spat as he made his way back to his house for planning. The female hippie who was lying down sat up and took the bong from her companion. "Wanna fuck while the daylight is among us?" She asked as her mate just tried to take his cargo shorts off while high on mushrooms and marijuana.

At the Duncan's Residence

Jack pulled the blue SUV to the curb and let Bonnie and Lincoln out. "Now make sure that when you're done with the DVDs, please put them back in their cases. I don't want them to get scratched up." The man said until his wife tugged his ear lobe playfully.

"I promise daddy." Bonnie replied before the car left as she and Lincoln made it to the door of the red brick two story house. Lincoln watched her pull the key from her pocket, as she unlocked the door the sweet smell of air freshener hit his nostrils.

"Wow, it smells nice in here. I'd rather breathe this in than Lynn's smelly and sweaty sports equipment." Lincoln muttered the last part, unaware that Bonnie hearing it.

"Isn't she your sister?" She asked with an innocent voice as Lincoln remembered what he was going to tell Bonnie and her mother at the park.

"Oh right, I was going to tell you something. You might wanna get comfortable before we start the movie, it's a mouthful to take in." Lincoln said as Bonnie just led him to the couch, where they took off their shoes and skillfully placed them out of the way at the end of the sofa.

"Welp, here goes..." Lincoln took a deep breath in, ready to partially tell the truth to Bonnie. "My family really isn't dead, I made a bad choice, and I was sent here to get away from it, and hopefully reconcile with them in 10 years. I'm sorry I lied to you, but it just sounded more reasonable and better to explain." Lincoln finished explaining as he lowered his head and sniffling while Bonnie was shocked to her core.

"Lincoln, I...I didn't know you made such a choice that extreme just to get away from your own family. Didn't you try apologizing to them?" Bonnie asked as Lincoln shook his head slowly.

"It wasn't that easy; the incident was so extreme that the CIA got involved. The good thing was I came clean about it, but I've done stuff in my past that doesn't even creep up to the level to my recent incident. I'm only able to talk to them on skype if I want to, I choose to, but some of them are still mad. The only one that isn't mad is my baby sister, Lily, of course she's only a baby and doesn't understand the situation I'm currently in now." Lincoln explained as Bonnie went super wide eyed from the explanation Lincoln provided.

"At least you came clean and that you're still able to talk to your family. Am I right?" Bonnie asked as Lincoln looked at her dead in the eye and nodded softly.

"Yep. Not to be rude, but what movie are we going to watch?" Lincoln asked out of curiosity as Bonnie giggled while getting up to search the movie collection in the big leather DVD binder that her dad had bought especially for all the movies, they got over the years.

"Hmm, how about 'Holes'?" Bonnie suggested as Lincoln perked up the movie name. "Isn't that the one with Shia LaBeouf where they dig holes in the desert by trying to find treasure and build character with the other campers because of his family's curse?" Lincoln replied as she showed him the DVD. Both smiling, he nodded which she knew which one they were watching.

"You want a drink, so we don't have to pause the movie later?" Bonnie offered as Lincoln beamed with excitement.

"Sure. Whatever you got is fine, I'm not a picky person." Lincoln replied as he watched the movie startup menu pop up, while Bonnie got them both four cans of coke, leaving Lincoln shocked from how much sugar and calories they would be containing during the movie.

"You never know if you need a refill just in case. Plus, I hate getting up in the middle of my movies when I'm super comfortable just to get a drink or a snack. You catch my drift?" Bonnie asked as Lincoln had a smug look on his face, picked up the can and tapped it against hers.

While the movie started, Lincoln and Bonnie were sitting comfortably on the L-shaped couch she had, waiting for the comedy to unravel. There was a huge hornet's nest about to be stirred up, and it was not your typical hornet.

At Arthur's House

As Arthur made his way inside his house, his father Tyler, was sitting back in his recliner with a can of Budweiser in one hand and another on his tablet watching a Civil War Documentary. He looked at his son walking towards the kitchen to get a bottle of water when he stopped him while he was passing by him.

"Where were you at, Arthur?" Tyler asked as his son took a seat on the couch next to the recliner. "I was at the park hanging out. Is that a crime now?" Arthur scoffed as his dad threw the empty beer can at his son, due to his tone.

"I'm dead serious! I was at the park watching the canal and listening to music on my phone." Arthur defended himself while rubbing the spot he got hit at as he watched his dad got up from his chair.

"Aside from that, I'm going to get some burgers for lunch, do you want anything?" He asked while getting his keys for his Ford Expedition. Arthur nodded and gave him a list of what he wanted with the specific ingredients on his burger. BBQ Sauce and Pickles, Tyler thought as he knew his son had a weird taste for these special toppings on his burgers since he was little.

As his father went to get lunch, Arthur went into his room and sat at his desk. He wanted to get Lincoln back for beating him up and taking Bonnie away from him, but how? He used martial arts on him, he didn't show to be an advanced rank or belt of martial arts, he had to have a little bit of training. So maybe if he brought a weapon to intimidate or maybe, even scare him into backing off from Bonnie. But what would work so well enough in his situation?

Wait? His dad kept brass knuckles in his dress shoes inside his closet. Arthur made his way into his dad's room and found the dress shoes that the illegal weapon was in. He inspected it to see it if was worth taking and after he punched his opened hand. He yelped lightly from the pain he caused to his palm, but it worked like a charm. Satisfied, Arthur pocketed the weapon and kept it with him while heading out the door. He also called his dad to give him an excuse where he was going, since his dad had just left to get lunch.

"Dad, Jason called me and wanted me to hang out for a bit, so just put my food in the microwave and I'll be back later." Arthur explained the lie as his dad groaned a bit.

"Fine whatever. You have 2 hours to be home or you know what happens." Tyler said in a stern voice as the call dropped.

Arthur went towards where Bonnie lived and staked out the area, making sure to keep a low profile as well.

"I'll show you what happens when you mess with the Taggart family, Lincoln!" Arthur thought loudly as he made his way towards his target.

Back with Lincoln and Bonnie

Bonnie and Lincoln were enjoying the drama/mystery movie while enjoying each other's company.

"Imagine that was me as a camper in the movie. I would hate to dig in the blistering hot sun all day." Lincoln said as he started to feel a little sweaty, while fanning himself with his shirt. Bonnie noticed the warmness as well and decided to ask Lincoln a question that she was hoping he would do.

"If you're getting sweaty, you can take your flannel off so you're a bit cooler in here. I mean it is pretty warm outside, and summer is on its way." Bonnie commented as she bit her bottom lip gently after saying that. Lincoln wanted to question her, but he felt like he was melting, and he needed to cool off. So, with that, he unbuttoned his red and black flannel, tossed it to his side and stretched. Bonnie endlessly stared at his stomach through his thin white tank top.

"You okay, Bonnie?" Lincoln asked, snapping her out of her trance. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit sore from carrying all the bags of food from lunch, kind of did a number on my shoulders." Bonnie explained while rubbing her left shoulder. Lincoln knew this situation back home, if any of his sisters asked for a massage, he did his best to help.

"Do you want me to massage your shoulders?" Lincoln asked with sweetness in his voice, Bonnie took notice and smiled, and maybe with a blush coming back. I hate blushing in front of him, I don't want him finding out yet that I really like him, Bonnie thought as she spoke up again.

"You don't have to do that. I can just wait for my mom to get home and rub some Icy hot or Tiger Balm on my shoulders." Bonnie replied as Lincoln put his hand on hers gently, just to show how much of a nice friend he is. "It's no trouble at all. I always helped my sisters with this all the time." Lincoln stated as Bonnie mouthed 'thank you' and turned around so Lincoln could help with her sore shoulders.

As Bonnie felt Lincoln's hands on her shoulders, she shuddered a bit and even moaned slightly, causing Lincoln to blush. He began to massage her shoulders in a soft rhythm, the way Lincoln moved his hands felt like Bonnie was in euphoria.

This went on for a good twenty minutes, until Lincoln stopped to rest his hands. "Are you feeling better, Bonnie?" Lincoln asked while she moved around a bit to pop her shoulders.

"Oh, you know it. I haven't felt that good in a long time ever since my sister took me to the spa last year." Bonnie explained as Lincoln looked dumbfounded. She never said anything about having a sister Lincoln thought.

"You have a sister?" Lincoln asked as Bonnie rolled her shoulders in attempt to get them moving after her massage.

"Yeah, her name is Brooke, and she is the best sister ever! She bought me my laptop, when I promised her, I would get A's and B's until the end of the second semester. She didn't even care if it cost a fortune, she loves me that much!" Bonnie finished explaining while Lincoln was left shocked, his sisters never would have bought him anything expensive.

Lincoln just looked down in sadness, remembering the times where he wished his sisters could have been a bit nicer towards him. Bonnie noticed Lincoln looking down in the dumps, but before she could ask, he lifted his head up. "You wanna hear about my sisters?" Lincoln asked truthfully as Bonnie nodded right away.

"This is what my sisters did in the past…" Lincoln started as he began to explain all the times, he tried to be there for all of his sisters, minus Lily because she didn't know better, even in bad times. He explained 'Sister Fight Protocol, The Bad Luck Incident, the embarrassing video and just about every other incident that upset his sisters or him at least trying to help.

While he explained his whole life, Bonnie just sat there with her eyes as wide as saucers, she could not believe all the crap Lincoln was put through. It was close to forty-five minutes when Lincoln finished, while Bonnie tried to keep her composure.

"...and that's all until when I was brought here." Lincoln finished as Bonnie started to ball up her hands into fists. She was pissed, even though Lincoln was here to get away from his problems and all the bad things were water under the bridge, there was nothing they could do about it except let it go.

"Bonnie, please let it go. I let it go and so did they, plus I have to try and make peace with them anyway when I get back." Lincoln consoled the redhead as she opened her hands and relaxed.

"Thanks, I just can't believe you had to go through all of that." Bonnie stated while pulling Lincoln into a soft hug. He felt her hot breath trickle around his ear lobe, it made him shiver, and as they pulled apart, they stared into each other's eyes. The two drew in closer for a kiss while closing their eyes, but as they almost made contact, there was the sound of the door opening, closing and a new voice came through at the same time.

"BONNIE, I'M HOME!" The voice yelled as the owner came through the doorway, as well as being met by her sister. "Brooke! I missed you!" Bonnie screamed as she ran into her sisters' arms, leaving Lincoln with a lopsided grin on his face as well as a faded blush. Brooke Olivia Duncan, a 19-year-old brunette with a skinny frame and wearing a white tank top that hugged her breasts, blue jeans that had minor rips at the knees and cowgirl boots, was the oldest of the Duncan children; she was sweet, energetic, funny and always there for her baby sister.

"I missed you too! How ya been sissy?" Brooke asked as she grabbed a seat next to her sister on the couch. "I've been good. School is kind of irritating every now and then but it's good." Bonnie replied as Brooke noticed Lincoln on the couch playing on his phone, waiting for the conversation to be over.

"You got yourself a boyfriend, huh squirt?" Brooke teased as she received a punch to the leg from her little sister. "He's not my boyfriend, Brooke. He's a friend from school just over for a little hangout." Bonnie scowled while Lincoln chortled as he introduced himself to Brooke.

"I'm Lincoln Loud, it's a pleasure to meet you." Lincoln introduced himself while he shook Brooke's hand.

"It's nice to meet you too, Lincoln." Brooke replied as she knew Lincoln was not from here.

"Did you recently move here, because you sound like you're from the Midwest?" Brooke asked as Lincoln looked at Bonnie, who was encouraging him to tell Brooke the lie he told her the day he met her, just by her facial expression. "Yeah, I am. I moved here a couple days ago, but...I'd rather not explain what happened if that's okay with you." Lincoln stated as Brooke's facial expression went to a sad smile, that knew she understood.

Just then, Lincoln's phone rang from his pocket, he checked who the caller was; it was Barney. He was surprised that he was getting a call, even though Barney and Toll said there was no training today. But wanting to show maturity and common courtesy, he answered it.

"Hey Barney, what's up?" Lincoln asked as the veteran had a energetic tone in his voice.

"Lincoln, you need to get back to Toll's, we have exciting news." Barney explained on the other end.

As the veteran said that, Lincoln's eyes lit up. He was sad that he had to leave Bonnie's house, but he didn't want to upset Barney or the guys.

"Ok, I'm on my way." Lincoln replied as Barney hung up the phone.

"Who was that Lincoln?" Bonnie asked with concern as Lincoln pocketed his phone and went to put his shoes on. "I have to get back; my caretakers want to discuss getting me into sports and other outdoor activities." Lincoln explained as Bonnie nodded while sporting a saddened face.

I don't want you to go, Lincoln. I'm madly in love with you and almost kissed you, please don't go, Bonnie thought as she hugged Lincoln before he headed towards the front door. The hug lasted for a minute before Brooke pulled her sister back gently, letting Lincoln leave.

"I'll call you later when I can, or at least text you." Lincoln explained as he waved to them and left for home, leaving Bonnie's heart mentally reaching out to him.

Lincoln made sure to double time it back home, he was wondering why Barney sounded so excited on the phone, he hoped it was good.

As he was about to walk onto his street, Lincoln felt there was someone tailing him. He couldn't be sure, so he had to run his legs off if he wanted to avoid any type of confrontation.

Lincoln started to run down the street as fast as his legs could carry him. He didn't know who wanted to follow him, but he couldn't take any chances. He had made it to the house and was about to step onto the porch when he heard a familiar voice.

"So, this is where you live, right Lincoln?" The voice stated in a sharp tone that made Lincoln's spine quiver. What does Arthur want now, Lincoln thought as he turned to face the dark brown-haired bully, smiling like the Joker.

"What do you want, Arthur?" Lincoln asked with a serious tone, wanting this conversation to end and to not deal with this.

"You know what I want. I just want you to stay away from Bonnie, and I won't have to use excessive force on that goofy white-haired rabbit teeth looking ass of yours!" Arthur spat as Lincoln stood there in shock, but mostly in amusement. He made sure he heard this correctly, Arthur wanted him to stay away from Bonnie. Lincoln was sure he kicked Arthur's ass from touching Bonnie yesterday, so the brown haired 11-year-old had his facts wrong, or maybe his brain cells were just drowning in the bayou.

Lincoln wanted to chuckle, but he was looking to avoid a fight. "Look Arthur, I'm pretty sure you're a successful experiment in artificial stupidity, because I want you to stay clear of Bonnie and not vice-versa." Lincoln replied to the bully, who was reaching for his brass knuckles in his pocket.

"Now I want to get back inside and chill for the day, without you trying to pick a fight with me." Lincoln finished as he was beginning to climb the porch. Arthur was ready, he put on the old classic and began to walk towards Lincoln.

"You won't be able to." Arthur stated sharply as he charged at Lincoln. The 11-year-old turned to see Arthur coming at him with the brass knuckles in his possession. With a straight face, Lincoln thought to himself, Can't I get a break from this guy?

A/N: Yep…a cliffhanger. Now, thanks to crazymancody895 for the help on this.

Anyway, yep, there is a reference to the movie 'Jack Reacher' in here.

I hope you guys enjoy the redid version of this story. I plan on fixing the mistakes I've made and even adding some new stuff in further chapters…when it's time. ; D

So I shall see you guys in the next chapter, ADIOS AMIGOS!