Happy birthday to my buddy, youngjusticefanatic! This chapter is dedicated to you!

"Hey, Wolf, I'm not supposed to tell you this, but today is Cub's birthday." Fox walked up to Wolf.

"Holy crap, Fox! What the heck was that?" Wolf snapped his head around to look at Fox.

"I don't really know. I was being pretty loud." Fox said, trying and failing to seem innocent.

"Pretty loud? I really hate spies." Wolf groaned.

"Hey guys! I hate spies, too. So, anything new?" Eagle walked up between the two men and put his arms around their shoulders. Wolf and Fox shared a glance. "Come on, I can tell you're hiding something."

"Well, we aren't supposed to tell you that tomorrow is Cub's birthday. So, I guess we are hiding something." Fox oh-so-discreetly told Eagle.

"Really? Meaning, I shouldn't go tell the Americans that tomorrow is Cub's birthday? And we shouldn't do anything for him?" Eagle said with a grin, catching on to what Fox was doing.

"No, you shouldn't do that." Wolf agreed.

"Shouldn't do what?" J asked, coming up behind them.

"We shouldn't tell you guys that tomorrow is Cub's birthday and we shouldn't do anything for him." Eagle said quickly. J just looked confused, but then it dawned on him what Eagle was doing and he grinned.

"Does that mean we shouldn't sing to him in the mess hall?" J's grin got even bigger and the SAS men joined him in grinning.

Breakfast the next day started normally. The SEALs and K-Unit got their food and sat down together. But, Alex could tell something was going to happen with his uncanny spy instinct. And the Americans were sharing looks with the rest of the SAS soldiers. Something was definitely going to happen.

"Hey, what's up, small stuff?" J came up behind Alex and slapped his back. Alex whipped around and clutched his side.

"Ugh, I would be better if you didn't do that. I am injured, remember?" Alex smirked. J wouldn't buy it because Alex had not let his injuries slow him down on the assault course, but it was worth a try.

"Ha, good try Cub. Not working, though." J was smirking, too, although Alex couldn't figure out why. Nothing special was going on, Alex was sure of that. Yeah, it was his birthday, but no one knew that. He had made sure of it. "So, anything special I should know about?" Geez, did J read minds?

"No..." Alex answered slowly.

"Ok." As J walked away, Snake came up to Alex.

"Cub! How're your bullet wounds?" Snake, ever the team medic, had to check on him. Alex groaned.

"They're fine, Snake. Leave it alone."

"Hey, Cub. You ok?" Now it was Fox's turn to act strange.

"I'm fine. What's with all these questions?" Alex almost yelled at Fox. Almost, but not quite. He just didn't like getting asked questions.

"I don't know. Have people been asking you questions?" Fox looked a little confused, but there was something missing from his look.

"Yes. I'm just glad Eagle hasn't-"

"Hey, Cub!"

"And there he is." Alex groaned and mentally slapped himself. If everyone else was asking questions, Eagle was going to be asking a million. What was going on with everyone today?

"Cub?" Eagle asked after hearing the groan. "Did I do something?"

"Yes, Eagle. You exist to make my life miserable."

"Oh, come on, Cub. Actually, I have a surprise for you. Follow me!" Eagle grabbed Alex's wrist and dragged him outside the mess hall. Alex froze. Outside, K-Unit and the SEALs had set up a table. On the table there was a cake. The cake read, "Happy Birthday Cub!"

"What did you guys do?" Alex said simply. His brain couldn't comprehend what his comrades, no, his friends, had done. They (probably Fox) had gone through his personal file and found his birthday. They then decided that they had to do something for and risk ticking him off. But, they didn't. Instead, Alex started crying. It had been a long time since anyone had done anything that nice for him, much less celebrate his birthday. With all his friends thinking he was dead, there was no one that would do anything nice for him. Except these guys. The SAS men that had hated him the first few times he had met them, and the US Navy SEALs that he had only known a week.

"Well, we made you a cake." Eagle said timidly. It was like he thought Alex was about to explode. But, something completely unexpected happened. Alex ran up to his unit and hugged them. Then, he went up to the SEALs, paused for a moment, and hugged them too.

"Can we eat some cake? I'm starving!" J exploded, acting like a little kid at a birthday party. Well, he was at a birthday party, and he was usually a little kid, so the analogy wasn't far off.

"Yes, J, you can have some cake." Wolf replied and J ran over to the table. "After Cub gets some."

Alex grinned and walked over to the table with the cake and picked up the knife.

"So, uh, Cub, are you made at us?" Fox asked slowly, as if Alex was about to explode and unleash his anger on them.

"Nah, I'll let you guys off the hook this time." Alex said. The two groups of soldiers shared a nervous glance.

So, what do y'all think? Good? Bad? Think you could do better? I want to know! And I only have one more idea for an activity these guys can do, so give me more activities y'all think could be interesting, because I need some more ideas! Please and thank you! :)