Thanks for the comments guys!
(Oh, I just started watching Hawaii Five-0, and I'm not sure who I have the biggest crush on out of Danny or McGarrett. I just might make a fic or two for that show too in a while… IDK… *Currently watching the episode where Scott Caan's father guest-stars. 'Muscles' hahaha) Also: I crush easily… But you already knew that…

"So, how did you know?" Mac asked raising his eyebrow at Kim.

"Anyone with two eyes and half a brain has seen this coming for months…" Kim grinned, "personally I was getting tired of waiting for the announcement."

Mac bit his lower lip and let his head fall back so he was looking at the ceiling. "Can't have been that obvious…"

"Oh, yes my friend… It was…" Kim chuckled, "Maybe you just were too close to see it clearly? That happens…"

Mac let his head fall forward again, and nodded. Then he looked over at Riley. "You know, women are allowed to make the first move…"

"I know… But I wanted to make sure first…" Riley blushed and leaned closer, "I mean, if I was wrong… I could end up losing one of my best friends…"

"And that was my exact problem too…" Mac shrugged back bumping his shoulder into Riley's shoulder.

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"Wait, wait-wait!" Alex gasped as he skipped between Jack and the dictator.

The two other men slowed down, allowing Alex to bend over and clasp his hands around his thigh.

"You need a break, buddy?"

"I need a wheelchair, that's what I need!" Alex almost shouted back.

"Kid, I wish I could get a wheelchair and some good drugs to magically appear here for you. But that's not happening…" Jack said as he rested his hand on Alex's back. "And we're kinda on the clock here…"

Alex nodded, and growled as he rose back up. "Yeah, I know… I know…"

"Preferably before any more of this man's goons clock on for their shift and find their co-workers in various degrees of hurt…"

Alex nodded again.

"Now, you ready to shift your ass into gear and get going again?"

Alex grimaced, but placed his arms across Jack and the dictator's shoulders.

"Gee, kid… I wish you were a little shorter…"

"And a little lighter on the scale…" the dictator growled.

"Oh, look… We've got a comedian!" Jack grumbled, but silently he agreed with the dictator. Alex was no lightweight.

"Let's just focus on what we need to do, 'kay? We need to get outta here…"

"I know!"

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As they were making their way down the final hallway of the building, a shot rang through the air. It missed Jack's head by about an inch, that was what it felt like anyway…

Jack pushed Alex and the dictator out of the way, and reached for his sidearm. In a burst of movement, he spun around and fired towards whoever had been shooting at them. It took him four bullets before the man collapsed and he could return his focus to Alex literally writing in pain.

"I didn't mean to hurt you!" Jack excused as he knelt down beside Alex. "I'm so sorry!"

Alex didn't respond. He was too busy being doubled over, protecting his knee.

"Kid, kid... I'm so damn sorry!"

"Didn't go quite as you planned G.I. Joe…" the dictator smirked.

"I advise you to shut the heck up, before I knock out the rest of your teeth…" Jack growled to the dictator. "Kid, can you push through this? Cause if I'm right, there's more dudes like that coming… And I don't think I've got that many bullets left."

Alex simply shook his head.

"You can't?"

Alex nodded.

"Okay, now look… If you weren't just a few inches and pounds short of Rob Gronkowski it would have been easy enough to carry you. Even with this shoulder. But you're huge…"

Alex glared back at Jack.

"Who is Rob Gronkowski?" the dictator asked.

"A pretty huge tight end... Playing for the Patriots…" Jack explained, rolling his eyes. "Are you sure you can't make it the rest of the way between me and turdball over there?"

Alex grimaced and uncurled from the position he was in. "Not right now…"

"Not right now?" Jack repeated, "Does that mean that you think you will be able to do so in a few minutes?"

Alex nodded,

"Okay, might wanna hurry up then… Because I think I heard someone shouting something where we came from…"

Alex nodded again, and squared his shoulders. "Okay… Sure."

"Ready to go?"

"Do I have a choice?" Alex winced.

"Not really…" Jack admitted as he ducked under Alex's left arm to help him up.

Sorry for posting so little lately. I've had 14 days straight with 13 hour night-shifts and I caught this bug that is going around at my workplace, so the last 36 hours has been spent under my covers hoping that my body would stop aching and wishing that I could somehow get warm…
But hey, I got to watch Super Bowl! (As a Norwegian, I don't really have a team I consider as 'mine', but one of my mates were cheering for the Falcons, so I decided it would be fun if I cheered for the Patriots. And I have to say it was an AWESOME game! So maybe I'll cheer for the Patriots from now on? I don't know… We'll see… Maybe if I move to the states one day, I'll find myself a team to cheer for, who knows…)