EPISODE 2: RESCUE

Rick was up early in the morning on a run around his neighborhood. He was finding it hard to sleep last night which happens every so often. He didn't have much of a problem when it came to PTSD but there were still times when things from past in the military got to him. Anyone who ever served at some point did something they regretted and will haunt them for the rest of their lives. He came to a stop at the parks water fountain and took a drink as sweat fell down his damping his shirt. As soon as he was about to start running again his work phone rang.

"Hello?" he answered the phone.

"So you are up," Lyla answers.

"Couldn't sleep," he responded.

"Well you got another mission. Get here as soon as you can."

"I'm on the way," Rick hangs up the phone and runs back to his place to get ready.

"I have a rescue mission for you," Waller said as she pulled out a file.

Rick was sitting in Waller's office suited up and ready to go. It was still pretty early but that was the cost when working in this field. You had to be ready to move out when ever and where ever. Waller had her hair in a bun and in her dark gray suit and skirt.

"Who are we rescuing?" Rick asked.

"You actually know him Captain Flag, Steve Trevor," she said.

"Steve?" Rick didn't expect this job to make him come across his old friend so soon. "Where is he?"

"London, he was on a private mission for the government."

"What was he doing?" Rick asked knowing what answer he was about to get.

"That's classified," Waller responded.

"Of course it is," Rick said not surprised. "Where is he being held?"

"In a hotel basement," Waller handed Rick the file.

Rick looked inside and saw the hotel Waller was talking about. It was big and had a lot of openings that Rick could see.

"Why is he in the basement of this hotel? Who owns it?" Rick asked trying to get a better idea of what he is dealing with.

"It's not the owner we are concerned about it's who bought the place out. His name is Adam Hunt and he has been making some moves as of late."

"How does he play into this thing with Trevor?"

"Hunt has been seeking to enter the weapons business since the fall of the Chinese and Russian mafia in Starling City. When they left he wanted to take over the trade and has been in contact with Qadeer."

"He wants the Mirakuru formula to sell," Rick concluded. Sure having the best weapons can give you an edge but having the best soldiers ensures victory.

"Yes it seems that way, although the street name it's been given is venom."

"Venom? So if this is linked to Qadeer why was Trevor sent in and not my team?"

"He was in the area at the time and we thought he could handle it. Your mission now is to extract Trevor and take out Adam Hunt."

"You said he bought the place out. What for?"

"He is throwing a party with some investors and entertainment. That's going to be your cover to get this job done. You will show up as a potential buyer with the rest of the team and get Trevor and take out Hunt. How you go about it is up to you Captain Flag."

Rick was back on the plane and was sitting in the copilot seat next to Hal. The rest of the team was sitting in the back and from what Rick could see they were getting along…or at least getting to know each other.

"There is no way you're a better shot than I am mate," Harkness said to Floyd who just had blank stare on his face.

"I'm known as the world's greatest assassin "mate" and for a good reason. I didn't name myself Deadshot, that's just what they started calling me," Floyd countered. "Besides…Captain Boomerang?"

"I did not come up with that name," Harkness protested.

"I mean Captain Cold sounds cool but, Captain Boomerang? You sound like you need to be on the front of a cereal box. And who starts there career by saying "my weapon of choice is going to be boomerangs."

"Whatever, I found what I'm good at just like the rest of you," Harkness said pointing to the other members of the team.

"I think you just have serious letting go issues," Harley chimed it. "My cowboy here is way better than you are."

"All right then, how about a little challenge? We both know these missions always got to hell so whoever takes out the most guys wins," Harkness waited for Floyd's response.

"You're on," Floyd agreed.

"You go get him cowboy and I'll give you a present later," Harley whispered to Floyd.

"You all know I can hear every word you're saying right," Rick called back to his team. They all stayed quiet having forgot Rick was sitting right there.

"Don't be a spoil sport Ricky!" Harley yelled.

"When we get to are destination we will go over the plan which doesn't involve shooting anybody," Rick stated.

"What about burning? I want to use the new toy Waller made for me again," Lynn said.

"No fire," Rick warned. "You and your new toy will be back up just like the last mission. The last thing we need is to set the place on fire and draw to much attention."

Everyone went quiet for the rest of the ride with Lynn cursing under his breath, Floyd and Harkness were still eyeing each other, Harley was singing to herself, and Tockman was doing what he has been doing the whole time he had been here and that's minding his own business.

"You really got it rough," Hal said to Rick.

"I guess but they are actually good at what they do," Rick admitted.

"Yeah well I'm glad I stuck to what I'm good at. Flying and women."

"Lady Killer huh?"

"Should have seen this one the other night when me and the guys went out," Hal began. "She had long black hair and she looked amazing in purple."

"What was her name?" Rick asked.

"Uhh…crap," Hal said having forgot.

"You went home alone that night didn't you."

"Shut up! At least I try, you haven't gone out with me and the guys since you got here," Hal accused.

"I'm still trying to settle in to all this. Besides I'm not the kind of guy that seeks a different conquest every night."

"What about Lyla?" Hal asked.

"What about Lyla?" Rick shot back with a questioning look.

"Heard you two have known each other for a while. Have you ever…you know," Rick knew what Hal was suggesting.

"No we haven't," Rick said almost threatening. "We are just friends."

"If you say so," Hal mused

"Just focus on flying the plane," Rick said gesturing to the sky.

"This thing has been on autopilot the whole time," Hal said chuckling.

"This place is amazing," Harley said as she entered there safe house in London.

Rick had to admit that the place was pretty nice for a safe house. It was big enough for all of them and was comfortable. Another thing was it was out of the public eye so they didn't have to worry about anyone dropping in unless they knew them. Hal stayed at the hangar with the plane since he was just the pilot for these missions.

"All right everyone get settled and meet in the living room in ten," Rick commanded.

Everyone dispersed taking a room for themselves and started unpacking there gear. Floyd was in his room checking all his gear and when he heard footsteps behind him. He looked to see Harley standing in the door way.

"What?" he asked her.

"Just thought you might miss me is all," Harley said walking over and sitting on the bed.

"Harley, we have literally been around each other all day, every day since I got brought to ARGUS. I don't think I can miss you," Floyd explained to her.

"Say what you want cowboy. I know you like me and I got an itch that needs scratching," she said lying on the bed suggestively.

"Then go talk to Harkness," Floyd suggested really not caring at this point.

"Ewww! How could you even suggest Boomerang?"

"Floyd! Harley! We are starting the briefing," Rick called from the other room.

"Party pooper," Harley whispered. She got off the bed and got close to Floyd. "We'll finish this later." she walked out the room.

Floyd shook his head and rolled his eye while following her out the room.

"This mission has two objectives. To secure the hostage Steve Trevor and take out the target Adam Hunt. Hunt is trying to break into the weapon selling and smuggling business in Starling after the Russian and Chinese were pushed out. He has also been in contact with are current prisoner Qadeer. We don't know if Hunt has a strain of the Mirakuru or as its being referred to now Venom. I have jobs for all of you to play going forward. Tockman you will be in a nearby surveillance van that will be guarded by Lynn. Lynn you will keep watch while Tockman provides technical support and of we need it you will be back up. Floyd you will be are eyes on the upper levels keeping an eye on security."

"Keep your EYE open Floyd," Harkness said.

"What about me?! I am not playing back up again," Harley said putting her hands on her hips and glaring at Flag.

"You will be with me," Rick said. "I am going to act like a potential client and you will be-."

"Your date!" Harley put the pieces together. "I need to find what to where!"

"There is something already picked out for you," Rick tells her. "Harkness you will play are bodyguard."

"Got to keep a dog on a leech," Floyd quipped.

"You want to go pirate," Harkness said standing up.

"Hey that names taken by the other eyepatch guy!" Harley yelled at him.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Harkness asked really confused.

"I'm talking about Sla-."

"We are not done discussing the rest of the plan!" Rick bellowed causing everyone to calm down. "Tockman will hack the place in and out and get a location on Trevor. When he does I will make my move to retrieve him while Harley keeps Hunt distracted. When you hear I got Trevor you take out Hunt," he addressed to Harley.

"I doubt they are going to let us in with are weapons. How do you want me to do it?" she asked.

"Work your magic, I'm sure you will think of something," he said to her.

The following day came and Rick and his team were all suited up in fancy clothes and were ready to make their way to the gathering Hunt was hosting. This was going to be a mission where everything will need to go perfectly. If they were going to get Trevor free and take out Hunt without setting off a national incident.

He along with Harley who was sporting a very black dress that complimented her curves walked arms locked together as they entered the hotel behind them was Harkness who too wore a suit wearing shades trying to play up the bodyguard role. Floyd was already inside and scouting the place for guards and exits. He was one of the best snipers in the world and has pulled off some hits that others would think impossible. He could see what he needed to keep an eye out for when on a job.

They all went through a metal detector before being allowed into the building. Rick walked in with the others and saw how many people showed up for Hunt. Rick recognized some politicians from other countries and even some wanted crime lords among the crowd. He and Harley made their way to the bar and began to scope out the place.

"I got to admit, its nice being at a party where I was about to kill everyone," Harley said picking up a wine glass. "Remind me to tell you about the time I poisoned a punch bowl at a charity event."

"You can keep that story to yourself clown," Harkness said. "I feel naked in here without my weapons."

"You mean you toys," Harley sneakered.

"You know how many people I have killed with those toys?"

"Can you two say focused and try and locate Hunt," Rick pleaded. These have been going at it this whole trip.

"Oh! He's over there with the lady with black hair," Harley said causally taking a sip of her wine.

"When were you going to say something?" Rick asked.

"I just did," she replied.

"Let's just get started. Harley go over there and work your "magic" and please don't make a scene," Rick ordered.

"I get the feeling you underestimate me," Harley remarked making her way over to Hunt.

Rick watched as Harley started speaking with Hunt and waited hoping she can pull this off. He was also waiting to hear from Tockman on a possible location on Trevor. It was funny how after all this time this was how they were going to see each other again.

"You look worried," a female voice said. Rick looked to see a dark haired woman standing next to him at the bar. "Isabel Rochev," she greeted.

"John Smith," Rick greeted back using his alias.

"Well you seem like a man on a mission," Isabel said.

"We all have a reason why we are here. Guess we all have a mission this evening," he replied. "Hoping Hunt has something worth offering considering we all came out here."

"As am I," she agreed. "Although I don't expect him to last long in the business considering where his operation will be."

"Starling is a competitive market," Rick agreed.

"Especially with all the costumes that have popped up in the recent months."

"Maybe I will have to give a pass on Hunt then considering he might have an arrow put in him before long."

"Captain I got a possible location on Trevor," Tockman said over the earpiece.

"Will you excuse me," Rick tells Isabel.

"Of course," she said.

Rick gets out of sight where no one can see him. "Where am I going Clock King?"

"You first need to get down stairs and make your way to the basement," he informed.

"I'm on it," Rick replied.

"It seems your employer got an important call," Isabel said to Harkness.

"I guess so," he replied casually knowing full well what Rick was doing.

"Shouldn't you be going with him as his bodyguard and all," she said curiously.

"He'll be fine. Who's stupid enough to try anything here?"

"You'll be surprised what some people do in circumstances," she said walking away.

Harkness watched as she walked away, something about that woman gave him a bad feeling.

Floyd was still on the lookout making sure the guards weren't on to them. He was also keeping a close watch on Harley who was talking up Hunt with a crowd of people making them all laugh. Who knows what she is done there saying. He wanted this to go off without any problems but he knows that is asking too much.

Rick was able to make his way into the lobby where he saw the entrance to the stairs that would lead him to the basement. And of course it was being guarded by a big guy in a suit wearing shades. Rick thought of all the options as to how he could get past him. He walked over to the lobby bar and got a drink and decided to put on a show. He sluggishly walked over to the guard while moving side to side as if off balance.

"Can I help you sir," the big man asked.

"I was just…going to the restroom," Rick said drunkenly.

"The restrooms are on the other side," he said pointing.

"Are you sure because I'm sure it is past this door," Rick said getting closer.

"It's not this way sir," he said.

"Let me check," Rick said reaching for the door.

The guard moved in front of Rick who pretended to trip and fell on top of the guard while at the same time opening the door. When Rick was on the other side he kicked the door closed behind him and then hit the guard with a hard punch knocking him out. He looked through the guard pockets and found a handgun. He proceeded down the stairs and get got darker and darker as he did. He turned a corner and could here the sound of what sounded like someone getting hit over and over again. The sounds got louder and now he could make out what they were saying.

"We have been as this for how long now," said a voice. "Tell us what we want to know and this will end."

"Okay…I'll talk," another voice said through hard breathing. "It was…your mother."

Rick heard another punch connect and couldn't help but shake his head. That was definitely Trevor he thought to himself.

"Look I don't know what your mom wants all she said was to bring you home," Steve said.

As the man was about to hit Steve again Rick quickly jumped out and hit him in the back of the head making him pass out on the floor.

"Your jokes still suck," Rick said to Steve who was tied down to a wooden chair.

"Rick?" Steve said with his bruised face. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Kind of a stupid question don't you think," Rick began to untie Steve.

"They sent you to extract me?"

"Me and my team," Rick explained. "Speaking of which…

Harley was still chatting up Hunt who was starting to piss her off with all the touching he was doing. She kept playing the part but it was getting to the point where she might kill him in front of everyone.

"Harley I have the package begin phase 2," Rick said over the earpiece.

"Finally," Harley whispered to herself.

"You say something beautiful?" Hunt asked.

"I was just thinking that we should take this to a more private location," Harley suggested.

"I would like to but, I have more mingling to do. Got a business to get started after all."

"No one turns me down," Harley said looking down.

"We can get together later alright," Hunt said turning away.

Harley grabbed his hand and pinned to the table grabbing a knife and stabbing. People who saw this screamed frantically as blood spilled over the table. "No one turns me down," Harley said having her true nature show."

"YOU CRAZY BITCH," Hunt yelled.

Looking down witnessing the commotion unfold was Floyd who face palmed as is all happened. He put his finger to his ear piece. "Flag, Harleys lost it," he said. He noticed the dozens of security guards converging on Harley.

"God damn it," Rick said. "What about Hunt?"

"He's making a run for it with a team of security," Floyd informed.

"And Harley?"

"She is…

Harley was going up against multiple guards using a butter knife as a weapon as she jump from one guard to the next cutting them up kicking them all over the place.

…being Harley."

"Get her out of there and I'll see where Hunt is going," Rick commanded.

"You got it," he responded.

Floyd noticed a guard coming who was probably heading to Harley. As the guard was about to pass him Floyd grabbed him and snapped his neck taking his gun.

Harkness got the message on getting Harley out of here and then he got a bright idea. "He Lawton want to take on are little wager."

"If you really want to lose," Floyd said back.

Harkness grabbed a trey off one of the tables and threw it across the room hitting a guy and then it bounced off of him and hit another. This caught the guard's attention and then ran over to Harkness's position. One drew a gun that Harkness smacked out his hand and then kicked making him fall over a table. He dodged a punch and followed with a strike to the guy's neck and then flipped the next guy over his shoulder making him fall on to the bar ending it with an elbow to brought down on his head.

Floyd was firing his gun left and right taking a guy down with each shot as they failed to stop him. He knew the mission would go south and he knew it would be Harley that caused it. He will never understand her or why they persist on being on these missions. He fired the last bullet in his gun hitting a guard between the eyes. He saw another approaching with their gun ready. He dove out of the way of bullets rolling towards the man rising up quickly and delivering quick strikes causing the man to drop his gun. Floyd then tossed to man over the ledge making him fall into a table. He picked up the man's gun and continued to Harley's position.

Rick was still carrying Steve threw the now panicked filled lobby heading for the door. He needed to get Steve clear if he was going to go after Hunt who was probably making his escape right now.

"Rick I got a location on Hunt," Tockman came in over the earpiece. "He has a helicopter on the roof and is almost there. If you are going to make a move you need to do it quick."

"Not enough time," Rick said to himself.

"What's the problem?" Steve suddenly asked.

"Hunt has a chopper on the roof," he explained.

"Got after him, I can make it out on my own," Steve insisted.

"Even if I did that there still wouldn't be enough time to get him…unless," Rick put his hand to his earpiece. "Firefly suit up that fancy armor of yours and head to the roof of the hotel. Stop Hunt!"

"Copy that," Lynn said creepily.

"Everyone else use the escape routes we planned out and head to the rendezvous point," he ordered.

Lynn suited up in his new armor outside Tockman's surveillance van and turned on the jetpack sky rocketing in the air and flying towards the hotel roof. He soared over the city and spotted Hunt moving fast to the helicopter still holding his bleeding hand.

"Target acquired," Lynn said readying his flamethrower.

"Get me the hell out of here!" Hunt yelled to the piolet.

Hunt then stopped when he heard a chaotic laughter from the sky and watched as a man in armor resembling a fly came crashing down on the roof. Lynn pointed his flamethrower at the group of men that surrounded Hunt and fired a stream of hot flames at them setting most ablaze. The others not running around on fire began firing their guns. The bullets bounced off the armor and he continued to set fire to each guard individually severing the heat he was causing.

"Firefly! What's your status?" Rick asked over the headset.

"HOT!" he replied.

"What's Hunts status?"

"About to be charred as coal," he said glaring at Hunt who was scrambling to board the helicopter.

Lynn slowly walked up to the helicopter that began to take off with Hunt in it. Lynn shot up using his jetpack and landed on the side of the helicopter causing it to shake out of control.

"Welcome to hell Hunt," Lynn said point his weapon. Before he could fire a strange beeping noise in his head stopped him. "What the fu-?"

Rick had strapped down Steve in the escape vehicle as well as Harley who was being held down by Harkness and Floyd after their bloody escape from the hotel. Rick looks up to see the helicopter and Firefly.

"Firefly we need to-," Rick's sentence was cut short by and abrupt explosion coming from the helicopter leaving a fiery cloud of smoke over the sky.

"What the hell just happened?" Floyd shouted from inside the van.

"We are getting the hell out here," Rick said jumping in.

"What about Lynn?" Harkness asked.

"He's done," Rick said looking at the cloud of smoke in the sky.

"Aside from the Harley trouble and the loss of Lynn, you did another good job Captain Flag," Amanda said sitting at her desk going over the report. "I'll see you when there is another job ready." Rick stood there arms crossed glaring at his boss. "Is there something I can help you with Captain?"

"This is why you have Harley on the missions isn't it. The chaos she brings…the unpredictability she has. You want her out there causing trouble to make the jobs look messy," Rick accused.

"You really are smarter than you look," she said looking at him. He was defiantly not a typical soldier. "If all our jobs were perfectly planned than it will bring attention to the government and we will have to cover up a lot more. With a chaotic incident it just looks like-,"

"Villains being villains," Rick finished for her before leaving out her office.

Rick was in the infirmary where Steve was still recovering while eating a burger.

"You always could take a punch," Rick said.

"Just glad they didn't knock any of my teeth out," Steve said.

"It's good to see again Steve."

"You to man. But I never suspected you of playing the spy game," he said.

"Me either," he agreed. "What are you going to do next?"

"Head back to the White House and see what they need done next," Steve said lifting a water bottle. "Life of soldier."

At that moment an ARGUS agent walked in. "Colonel Trevor you have a call from an on the line."

Rick looked to Steve, "Colonel?"

"That's right so I better get a solute next time I enter a room," Steve said.

"See around Steve," Rick said getting up to leave.

"Good luck with that team of yours," Steve said.

"Thanks," he replied walking out the room and closing the door. "I'm going to need it."

NEXT. EPISODE 3: MAD SCIENCE