AN: Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my sweeties! Ugh. This weather has my head all messed up. Blegh. But hey, my voice is almost back! It's a little rough and come and goes, but nearly back :) I'm not so squeaky. *glares at Jack for laughing* Butt hole. Anyways. I also finally got my next chapter done for my up coming novel *dies* Only twenty more to go...*dies a second time* Nah. I don't have that many to do. It just feels like it because I've been having slow writing days. Like tonight. Soooooooo slow...I feel like a turtle. Oh! *grabs my orange mask* I'm a ninja turtle! No? Okay...lol. Sorry. My mind's all over the place and I'm sleep deprived again. I took another nap on my treadmill. That thing is so comfy for a bulky hunk of machine. After this I'll watch a movie on Netflix then head to bed. The plot bunnies invaded my mind last night and would not let me sleep. Stupid bunnies. They're like that one person that messages you right before you go to bed and they talk forever and you're just like "Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz" at the computer (or you have your phone with you and it falls out of your hand). Yeah. That what the plot bunnies are like. Again...stupid bunnies...Anyways. Almost to the end! A few chapters left and then I have other plans to beat up our precious cinnamon roll and put him back together with tooth rotting fluff. He's like Sam Winchester. So adorable and always the damsel in distress. Sigh. Alright, I'm done, let's go! When we left, shit hit the fan.

Dlwells51-EEP! *hides*

Guest-Thank you sweetie :)

lenail125-Here we go my darling! Brace yourself!

Lhaven-Sadly yes. Mac seems to be a trouble magnet XD

WynonaRose-Muahahahahahahaha! Welcome to the Darkside ;) Thank you so much sweetie!

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Murdoc Takes His Prize

The lights went out plunging them in the dark. They tried to stick close to Mac and each other, but the with the windows blocking out the sunlight it got pitch black in the room. They couldn't see worth a damn! They heard someone creeping around the room for a few moments and it fell eerily silent. Jack moved around trying to find a switch or something to turn on the lights. He got out his phone and cursed. It was almost dead and his charger was in the car. Bozer and the others tried their phones and found theirs were almost dead as well, and with the power out it wasn't wise to waste what battery life was left.

"Shit! Ri can you make some light with your computer?" Jack asked. "I know we can't waster battery life right now, but we don't have much of a choice."

Riley moved around and using the light of her nearly dead phone to navigate. She had always hated that phones had those battery savers where your screen dimmed down. It was a little easier to see, but not by much. She found her laptop and was about to open it when the lights came back on.

They windows were defogged and Murdoc was outside with a barely conscious MacGyver in his clutches. The psychopath had Mac in an iron grip with his right arm pinning Mac's to his side and his left hand was covering his mouth. The group saw Mac was trying to struggle but was too weak to do much not only that he was barely awake. They didn't even know if the antidote was doing it's job.

Murdoc smirked at them and the glass fogged once more. Riley plugged her computer in and typed furiously. She gained control of the building and defogged the glass and opened the doors, the two were gone. Jack all but bolted out of the room and headed straight for the garage thinking Murdoc was there stealing a car. But saw no sign of him or Mac. He ran back to the War Room and Riley was typing furiously again.

"Murdoc's heading down to the forensics garage." Riley said.

"Why there?" Jack asked ready to bolt.

"There was a car in there that was untouched, no damage. He must be taking it." Riley said.

"Damn. No way I can there and back with Mac. I'm not that fast." Jack said.

"So what do we do? We can't let that psycho have Mac." Bozer asked worried for his best friend.

"I'm on it. It's a smart car. I can hack into the GPS and track them." Riley said.

"Good send me the coordinates, I'm out of here." Jack said.

"I'm coming with." Riley said not giving Jack anytime to argue.

Jack sighed but went with it for now. The two raced to his car in the normal garage and took off with Riley navigating.

A few minutes earlier with Mac and Murdoc.

Murdoc flipped the weak and still ill boy over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He struggling or at least trying to.

"Settle down little Angus. I'm not going to kill you just yet." Murdoc said walking into the forensics garage. "We're just going for a little ride. But first, I need to make you comfy."

"Let me go prick." Mac whispered.

"That wasn't very nice Angus." Murdoc said feigning hurt.

"Fuck you." Mac whispered.

Murdoc snorted and tied Mac's wrists behind his back, then laid him down in the back seat of the undamaged smart car and tied his ankles together. The boy's shoes and socks were missing, so Murdoc didn't have to worry about him escaping on foot if he got loose. Murdoc then settled the boy on the floor of the backseat and went around to the driver side of the car and gagged the boy by shoving a piece of cloth into his mouth and sealing it in with duct tape. He then covered Mac with a blanket covering him from prying eyes.

Murdoc then opened the garage door and made sure the coast was clear. He got into the driver seat and took off out of the garage. He a place that nice and secluded. He could take care of MacGyver there.

"Onwards to home my boy!" Murdoc said gunning the car on the back roads.

He turned up the radio and drove on into the coming evening. The night would serve him well.

Dammit Murdoc...your ass is grass dude. Imma let Jack murder you. Any objections? No? *grins wickedly* Excellent.

Until Next Time! *picturing Mac and the crew as Ninja Turtles*