Well, here it is...the last chapter! It's been a fun ride! I'm not sure how I feel about the ending, let me know what you think?
Lol so I'm working on another story, and I kinda know where I want it to go, but it's just being annoying to write... (I'm actually writing three more multi-fics at once 0.o)...I dunno if there are any Hamilton fans out there, but the only thing that is going through my head right now is Lin's vine of him going "Come on brain, think of things! Come on brain, think of things! Come on brain, be so smart!" XD So that tells you how much I'm struggling XD
No, I still do not own them, nor do I own any part of Hamilton, or Lin-Manuel Miranda... :(
MacGyver heard Jack talking with Billy as they exited the van. "So how did you guys find us?" he asked.
"When we got the call from Thornton, we started trying to trace your phone. We knew Anja had Mac's phone, so we knew trying to find you guys using that would be no good. When we couldn't track your phone, we called Patty back and asked her where she had sent you two. We checked out the address and found it empty, but something didn't sit right with Jesse and me. We hacked onto the secretary's computer and found her phone number. We thought it was strange for it to be the middle of the day and have no one in the office, so we traced her phone and tracked it to the place we found you guys." he explained. "We were going to storm the front, but then we heard shouting and yelling from the back that was suddenly cut off, and we figured that was as good a place as any to start," he finished. "The rest is history!"
Jack and the two brothers continued to talk animatedly as they walked up to the apartment building. Jesse and Billy had informed them that their third brother, Frank Colton, had gone over to Anja's to keep an eye on the two women, so he would be waiting there for them when they arrived. Philip leaned over to talk to MacGyver.
"So what is it these guys do?" he asked quietly as they walked towards the apartment where Anja was housing Angelica.
"They're bounty hunters, to put it simply," MacGyver explained. "Jack and I saved their lives a few years ago when they underestimated one of the convicts they were chasing, and long story short, they all have all of their limbs thanks to us." Philip nodded in understanding.
"You sure know a lot of people, Mr. MacGyver," he commented. Mac shrugged with one shoulder.
"In my line of work, you meet a lot of interesting folk, that's for sure," he replied.
"And what is it exactly that you do?"
Mac glanced over at the diplomat and smiled. "Oh, a little of this, a little of that," he said vaguely.
Philip laughed. "Well, that's not very exact, but I respect your desire to remain as mysterious as possible," he teased with a wink. MacGyver chuckled.
"Thank you," he said sincerely.
"I'm the one who should be thanking you," Philip said, staring at MacGyver. MacGyver squirmed internally.
"Okay, it's not that I don't appreciate it when people are thankful for what I do, but I don't do it to get gratitude; I do it to save lives. I'm just not usually around to have people thank me, and I'm never sure how to act."
"It was nothing, really," MacGyver tried to insist, but Philip shook his head.
"Saving mine and my family's lives is not 'nothing,' Mr. MacGyver. If there is ever anything I can do for you, please let me know," the diplomat said, an almost pleading look in his eyes. MacGyver finally nodded.
"I'll let you know," he finally promised.
The group walked into the apartment building and made their way upstairs. Mac opened the door leading to the third floor, but as he glanced down he noticed that his 'alarm' had been set off. "Jack," MacGyver said in cautious tones.
"On it," Jack said as he moved in front of the younger man. He crept towards the door leading to Anja's apartment with Billy and Jesse, while Mac kept the diplomat, his wife, and Alexei back.
"What's going on?" Eliza asked, her voice hitching in slight hysteria. MacGyver was about to answer when the door to Anja's apartment was thrown open.
"It's alright!" Anja said, holding up her hands peacefully. "We are fine!"
"She forgot to tell me about the nifty little burglar alarm Mac set up when we talked on the phone," a second voice chimed in. Frank Colton stepped out into the hallway, greeting the group with a big smile. "Just about scared the living crap outta me, too!" he added. "Seriously Mac, fireworks on a freaking mousetrap?" he asked as he approached his brothers and friends. MacGyver chortled.
"Well, it worked didn't it?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at the third Colton brother.
"Yeah, yeah it did," Frank laughed. "By the way, thanks again!" he added sarcastically, pointing at Anja. "She almost used a bottle of homemade pepper spray on me! Courtesy of you once again, I'm assuming?" he accused in a joking tone, bringing out the bottle and handing it to the young blond man. Mac opened his mouth to reply, but before he could, they heard a small shriek from inside the apartment and suddenly a small blur of a child barreled out of the apartment.
"Mom! Dad!" Angelica yelled as she bowled into her parents. All three of them started crying as Philip and Eliza knelt down and embraced their daughter. The moment was heartwarming for all to watch, and they all remained silent as they watched the three grip each other tightly.
Anja walked over to MacGyver. "What happened?" she asked quietly.
"Long story," he replied. "I'll tell you in a little bit," he promised as she stared at him, one eyebrow raised.
Angelica gently broke away from her parents and hurried over to Jack, who knelt down and embraced the little girl, making sure he didn't get his blood on her shirt.
"I'm glad you're safe," she muttered.
"Me too, Jellybean. Me too," he replied. She looked up at him, a great big grin crossing her face. Her face was wet with tears again, but this time they were tears of happiness.
"Thank you for bringing mommy and daddy back," she said, planting a kiss on his cheek.
"Hey, anytime Bean!" he said, going slightly red where she had kissed him. Angelica ran over and gave MacGyver a hug as well before going back to stand close to her parents. Suddenly there was a buzzing, and Anja pulled Mac's phone out of her pocket.
"It's Thornton," she said as she handed it over. MacGyver answered the call.
"Hey Pat," he greeted.
"Mac, you're okay!" Patricia exclaimed. MacGyver could hear the relief in her voice and could almost see her physically ease up as he answered.
"Yeah, we're fine," he responded. Jack looked over at him.
"Is that Patty?" he mouthed. MacGyver nodded and Jack opened his mouth. "We're mostly fine, Patty!" he said loudly.
"Mostly fine? Mac, what does that mean?" Thornton asked. MacGyver rolled his eyes and glared at his partner.
"Honestly, we're good. My shoulder just had a...a little disagreement with its socket, but they're getting along again," he assured her. "Jack's the one that got shot!"
"Wha-...Jack was shot? You dislocated your shoulder?" Thornton asked. "How-you know what, I'm not even gonna ask how. Just knowing that you guys are alive is all that matters. I got off the phone with the team a few minutes ago, they're just landing," she informed him. "They'll be at your destination in twenty minutes."
"Great. Thanks for letting us know," Mac replied. Everyone was still standing in the hallway, their backs to the door leading to the stairwell, so none of them saw the blonde figure slip through the door. A small shriek of alarm alerted MacGyver that something was wrong.
"Everyone stay where you are," a voice came from behind them. The group whirled around, shock on their faces as they saw Darya standing there. She was holding Angelica by the collar of her coat, the secretary's knuckles turning white with the pressure she was applying, and she had a gun against the little girl's head.
Jack had murder in his eyes as he took a step forward, but immediately froze when he heard the gun being cocked.
"Mac? Mac, what's going on?" Thornton asked, concern once again in her voice. MacGyver ignored his boss for the moment as he watched Darya slowly making her way back towards the door with Angelica.
"You do realize there are nine of us, and only one of you, right?" Jack growled.
"That may be, but as long as I've got this little one with me," Darya replied. "I may as well have an entire army behind me!"
"Hey Angelica," Mac called out soothingly. The little girl looked up at him, fear in her eyes. "Did you know that if you're ever scared, all you have to do is cover your eyes and the scary stuff goes away?" he asked, praying that she would get what he was trying to say.
She looked confused, and MacGyver's heart began to sink, but he finally saw realization and understanding dawn in her eyes. She immediately covered her eyes with her hands, and MacGyver let out a silent breath of relief.
"You can't honestly think that covering her eyes is going to make me go away, do you?" Darya asked scathingly. "I'm still here," she said to Angelica, shaking the girl a little as if to make her realize that simply wishing her away was not going to do the trick.
While she was looking down, MacGyver brought up the hand holding the pepper spray (which happened to be his right arm). "Darya!" he said, making her look up at him. Without a moment of hesitation, he immediately pulled back on the trigger of the spray bottle, sending a nice thin stream of the concoction right into the Russian woman's face. She shrieked in pain and brought her hands up to her eyes, giving Angelica the opportunity to rush back to her parent's open arms. Mac dropped his arm to his side with a hiss of pain, his shoulder yelling at him angrily.
Jack and Frank immediately leaped forward. Jack grabbed the gun gently out of Darya's hands and uncocked it while Frank grabbed her arms and yanked them around her back. She could barely open her eyes, but she shot a death glare in the general direction of MacGyver. Her eyes were red and weepy, and they were so swollen that you could hardly see any of her eyes at all.
As she was restrained with some handy duct tape, everyone looked around and gave a nervous chuckle. Mac suddenly remembered that his boss was still on the phone.
"Patricia?" he asked.
"Mac! Are you going to tell me what's going on?" she demanded. He looked around at his companions and gave a tired grin.
"You can't just wait until I write my report when I get home?" he asked in a joking tone.
"Mac," Thornton growled. He laughed. "It's a bit of a long story," he warned as he began telling her what had happened since they had last talked.
"'When ISN'T it a long story with you? ' is the better question to ask," Thornton muttered. Everyone moved into Anja's apartment as Mac unfolded the exciting tale, with Jack throwing in his two cents worth every now and then.
*Five-ish Days Later*
"So everything's good?" Jack asked as he and Mac sat down on MacGyver's couch, turning on the TV.
"Yeah, everything's good," Mac replied. "I just got off the phone with Philip; they were able to crack down hard enough on the guards we caught. They gave up the location of the rest of their team, and now that Darya's behind bars, that group won't be reorganizing for a while, if ever again," he finished. Jack held out his fist, and MacGyver grinned a little as he fistbumped his partner. "And the USB drive is now in the right hands, so mission accomplished!" Mac added.
"Hey, how's the shoulder?" Jack asked suddenly. MacGyver rotated his arm, only wincing once when it pulled slightly too far back. He had gotten it out of the brace just a few days ago and was told that he was supposed to gently work it out a little every day. Jack's arm was still in a sling, but the doctor said as long as he took it easy for a few more days, he could get out of it soon.
"Almost back to normal," he responded. Jack smacked his left arm.
"Quit that, would you?" he ordered.
"What? I'm supposed to work it out," Mac responded, shoving his friend and nearly knocking him off the couch. The older man rolled his eyes and didn't respond to his smart-aleck partner. "Oh, Angelica said to tell you 'hi,'" Mac said after a few minutes.
"Yeah?" Jack asked, a grin lighting across his face.
"Yeah," Mac confirmed. "I wish I could tell Jack that the look on his face right now is adorable, but I prefer to keep my head out of a half-nielsen for as long as I can."
"She said she wants to see you soon," Mac continued. Jack looked slightly smug as he leaned back into the cushions of the couch. Mac decided to take him off his high horse. "I don't know why though," he added casually. "I'd be terrified if I were nine and met a huge man who called me Jellybean." "What were you just saying about avoiding a half-nielsen, Mac?" MacGyver thought to himself as Jack glared at him.
"Do you want that arm to heal properly?" Jack asked in only a half-joking threatening tone.
"Yes, yes I would," MacGyver replied sassily. "Besides, you couldn't come after me without hurting your own arm," he pointed out.
The two of them continued to bicker about...well, about everything while the sun set outside in the warm, sunny weather of California, far away from the cold city of Yakutsk.
So like I said, not sure how much I like the ending...it felt kinda abrupt to me? But I wasn't sure how to end it...But there it is! The full story of Jellybean!
Thank you all for your kind reviews, your follows, and favorites, and your PM's! They mean the world to me :) I'll see when I can get the first chapter of any of the three stories I'm working on up, but finals are coming up, so it might not be till Christmas, or maybe the New Year... :( I'll try my hardest though!