Chapter 2: Surprised? I'll say.

SAS Training Camp

"Attention!" the sergeant called out. "K-unit will be arriving in a few minutes for some touch-up training. At least, that's what Fox tried to convince me of over the phone. Personally, I think he just wants to see you guys and get his head ripped off by Wolf. As you know, none of them have been here since Cub's death, so don't bring up that subject AT ALL! Am I clear, Raccoon?"

"Crystal clear. You said make sure you bring up the subject of Cub and how he was killed and how Fox could've prevented it," Raccoon replied, but hastily changed his wording once he saw the sergeants face. "I was just joking! I'm hurt that you think I would do something so cruel to them!"

"Right…. Anyways, for all of you who have been recruited in the past 2 years and have never met K-unit, just remember this. Those on their good side live. Those not on their good side don't. Cub introduced them to two things called pranks and revenge, and, well….you can guess where that went. Any of you who have no clue who the heck Cub was…..just don't mention his name-ever. Then, maybe Wolf won't bite your head off. And no, that wasn't a joke. Whether you choose to listen to this small snippet of advice or not is up to you, but don't come crying to me when you wind up in the hospital wing."

With that, the sergeant sat down and allowed the soldiers to continue eating their food. Well, mush, as the substances on their plates could not be described as real food. All the same, the soldiers went back to their normal routine and chatted with their units while digesting the mush.

This chatter was broken by silence a few minutes later when 5 men wearing army fatigues and combat boots walked through the front doors of the mess hall for the first time in 2 years.

They had an air of calmness that seemed to wrap around them, but only if you didn't know them personally. Friends of theirs, like C-unit, noticed how their muscles were slightly tense and how Fox's eyes were scanning the room for any dangers. They were obviously not fully comfortable with all of the eyes being trained on them and the lack of noise that accompanied this.

"Hey! K-unit! Over here!" Possum called out attempting to bring the chatter up and get rid of the awkwardness of the situation.

"Hey, C-unit," Wolf said looking slightly relieved to be called somewhere and to be able to get out of the center of attention by not standing in the middle of the room. "How's it been in the past 2 years since we saw each other?"

"Yea," Tiger, the newest member of K-unit agreed. "I mean, we've talked on the phone and stuff, but you guys only want to talk about the weather. See, now we can finally convince you to spill the beans on everything that's ACTUALLY been happening."

During this mini speech, Jaguar had been keeping his face hidden, but was still studying the 5 men standing before them who were part of K-unit. When Fox had gone to the MI6, Tiger had come and taken his place in the unit. Jaguar had heard of how awkward things had been in the first days that Tiger had been there, but apparently as soon as Fox and Cub had come back and announced that they would be living at BB while not on missions and would be staying with K-unit, and then things had immediately settled down. Now, you couldn't guess that there had ever been any misgivings between the members of that unit.

Eagle, ever to get to the new and 'exciting' info, burst out, "So what's this about you guys having a new member of your unit? How old is he? What does he look like? Is he any good? Are the rumours true? Is he REALLY a MI6 agent? When will we-"

He was abruptly cut off when Wolf smacked him in the back of the head. "SHUT UP and THINK for once. There's five people sitting at this table, and you've only ever met four. What does that mean?"

Still rubbing the back of his head, Eagle replied sheepishly, "…Maybe the fifth member is the new member?"

"Congrats! Give the man a prize!" Wolf practically shouted with sarcasm lacing his words.

Before things could get too out of hand, Heron decided it might be a good idea to jump in. "Yup. This here is Jag-I mean Jaguar. We just call him Jag for short. But he's not really a NEW addition, seeing as he has been with us for 2 years already."

"Jag?" Coyote butted in. "Pick your head up. You CAN look them in the eye without getting your head bitten off. The sergeant was exaggerating. Or are you scared?"

"Our Jag? Scared?" Raccoon blurted out incredulous. "He's NEVER scared! Do you not remember the first day he came here and how he was thrown in with us? Do you not remember that time we got captured by some terrorist organization and the people were telling him he'd die a slow and painful death and he laughed in their faces? NOTHING can scare Jag!"

"Unless….he's got something to hide…" Eagle, not wanting be left out, butted in sneakily with a small smile playing on his lips.

"No," Coyote refuted. "Jag's got nothing to hide. We've all seen his file-however thin it was. His entire life story was complete without any room for lies."

A small snort escaped Fox's lips. "Now don't get me wrong, I'm sure Jag has nothing to hide, but if you think that life stories with no holes in them are always the truth, then you've never encountered MI6."

"True, but Jag's clean," Heron concluded. "Come on, Jag! Not again! Why do you have to be so capable of getting us off task and off topic when it suits your wants! Ugh. NOW PICK UP YOUR HEAD BEFORE I DO IT FOR YOU!"

"OOOO! Jag, you better do as he says! He's getting mad! Either that or stop getting him off track all of the time!" Raccoon stated.

"But I didn't say a single word!" Jag cut in, using a Russian accent.

"Cool accent!" Eagle stated. "Raccoon! Why didn't you tell me he was Russian?"

"Because he's not!" An angry Heron burst out. "He's British and has a British accent and should fear for his life IF HE DOES NOT SHOW HIS FACE RIGHT NOW!"

Slowly Jaguar raised his head and looked directly into Fox's eyes who had been studying him. Fox's eyes widened when their eyes locked and he stumbled backwards, his face going dead white.

"But…But… YOU'RE DEAD! I killed you! And even if you did survive the bullet, there's no way anyone could survive that explosion! I killed you!" Fox started rambling on after knocking a chair over backwards with a big 'bang'.

Fox's eyes were still huge and his face was still dead white. Snake jumped up and sat him down in a chair directly across from Jaguar. For his part, Jag was looking more relaxed than C-Unit had seen him in all of the 2 years of their acquaintance. Jag even put his feet up on the table and leaned back, proving just how in control of the situation he was.

C-Unit's accusing and confused eyes turned to Jag and then back to Fox. There was definitely history between the two of them, but that secret was locked away.

"Fox?" Wolf asked gently. "Who is this guy, and why did you attempt at killing him?"

When Fox didn't answer, Jag butted in with a laugh. "He didn't attempt at killing me! He would've commited suicide if he did!"

This was met with even more confused glances, as the two statements seemed to clash. Everyone turned to Fox who had gotten himself a bit more composed.

"…Is it really you?" Fox asked of Jag.

"In the flesh. Don't you remember that I have the luck of the devil? Have you already forgotten how many times you thought I was dead just to have me show up the next day? I really thought higher of you," Jag stated with mock hurt.

Suddenly they both started grinning at each other.

"You have to tell me everything! How the heck did you get away from those guys and how did you survive the bullet and explosion? Where've you been? Does MI6 know you're alive?" Fox was overly excited and almost hyper.

Jag let out a small chuckle. "You're just as bad as I remember you! Always asking questions. Well, not when you were around the soldiers where you had to keep the 'silent and deadly' act up, but still."

"Fox?" Snake interrupted. "Who is this, and how do you know him?"

Jag looked up at K-Unit. "I seriously gave you guys more credit than deserved. I thought for sure you'd take one look at me and know instantly who I was. Well, I always knew you would never make great spies."

All of them came to the same realization at once. There was a mixture of "Oh my gosh!" and "It can't be" coming from K-Unit.

Only Wolf voiced the name they were all thinking.

"Cub?"