Slowly opening his eyes and sitting up, Sky rubbed his head when a headache started forming. "I heard you got into a fight with Z." Sky swiftly turned his head to see Bridge sitting in a chair and working on some sort of contraption on the other side of the room. "You going to apologize to her?" The hacker asked and glanced at Sky briefly before putting the contraption on a side table and putting his full attention on Sky.

"I don't need to apologize about anything." The weapons specialist replied and got out of bed to get a pair of clean clothes and take a shower. "She was out of line."

Keeping an apathetic face, Bridge was not bothered about the fact that Sky didn't have any clothes on other than underwear. "She was out of line? I'm sorry, I think you're disassociating again and I don't think you're a woman." Bridge shook his head in disappointment, "I knew that taking this job was going to give us problems."

"You know nothing, Bridge. Yea, okay, so I have a bad history with my dad, but that doesn't mean it'll get in the way of my job."

"It already has!" Bridge exclaimed angrily. "Wake up, Tate! There's a reason why you're stuck with us and believe me, none of them were excited to have you on the team when they realized how much of a hothead you are. And for your information, I am more experienced than you and I know how to push your buttons to the point of you leaving, but you wouldn't leave because you want to do this. You want to be a criminal for life when I offered you the job and every single day I regret my decision and I wish that I wasn't chosen for the job. I wish you weren't part of this team!"

Sky dropped his clothes on the bed and sighed, speaking softly, "Then why'd you offer me the job if you knew that this would happen? You know me better than myself. Why didn't you refuse?"

"You know what'll happen if I refused to take the mission." Bridge said coldly and stood, picking up his contraption. "Now get ready, we're planning a heist in thirty. And Sky?" The said man turned in his direction, "Follow the rules, I know you were smoking last night."

Sky couldn't help but smirk, "On missions, all I do is follow the rules." He hurriedly started to get ready as Bridge exited the room and closed the door softly, walking to the kitchen and sitting at the table that the others were also sitting at as they silently sipped their morning drinks.

"That didn't sound like it ended well." Jack stated calmly and held his cup firmly, savoring in the warmth it gave out.

"It's Sky we're talking about here." Sydney joked half-heartedly and eyed Bridge carefully. "Why'd you say that anyway?"

"Say what?" Bridge asked innocently and played with his contraption.

"That we don't want him on the team." Sydney answered.

"I know it's not true, but it'll get him thinking about it." Bridge said simply. "Besides, it's not like any of the stuff I say makes sense or is true when I'm yelling." The other three nodded in agreement as Bridge put down his contraption and clapped his hands once, "Alright, now who wants buttery toast?" He asked and wriggled his fingers as the others smiled and shook their heads. "Good thing Sky went to the store yesterday or else I wouldn't be able to have some toast today." He started making his breakfast as the morning went on with conversations and eating.

"Five targets. Five vehicles. Five drivers. Five of us. And five packages. This is a simple split up where we retrieve these packages before the vehicles arrive to their destination and sent to their higher ups. Security is at a minimum because no one knows about these shipments unless you're supposed to know and sadly for them, we know. We hit them quick and leave before any drama occurs because no one will be there for backup. You'll have to make sure your own extraction plan is set in place and ready. The only thing standing in the way of you and that package is hesitation and fear, so do whatever you can to get them. When you retrieve the package, you are not to open them at all. Understood?" Jack explained as the others nodded. "Alright, suit up, we've got one hour until those shipments start rolling and you've all got another hour to retrieve the packages. Dismissed." The five of them each went into their own rooms and started getting ready for their heist.

Bridge walked into Sky's bedroom and sat in the chair he was sitting on in the morning when Sky woke up, "Sorry." He blurted out as Sky slightly turned to him and raised an eyebrow. "I'm sorry for yelling at you earlier. I didn't mean any of the stuff I said, it was in the heat of the moment."

Sky slowly nodded, "I know you didn't mean any of it, but I'm sorry for putting my emotions into play. I'll make sure to keep them in check."

"Good, because when we're done with this city, we're going back to Cruger and you're the one who will debrief him on all of the events that have happened while we were here." Bridge ordered.

"Why does it sound like you're giving the orders around here?" Sky asked rhetorically as he holstered a pistol on his right leg and strapped two SMGs around himself.

"Because I'm higher ranked than all of you, but I chose not to be the leader of this team."

"Yet you still give orders."

"Jack can't always be the leader and it's overwhelming for him sometimes. And there's a reason why you're still the rookie on this team, Sky."

Rolling his eyes, Sky put on a black leather jacket over his blue short-sleeved SPD shirt and guns and turned to face Bridge who smiled innocently at him, "Yea, well, this rookie can fight better than half of this team."

"Fighting isn't everything." Bridge reminded him as he stood and walked out of the room with Sky. "It may be a major part in it, but it's not the majority of it. You still need brains." Bridge pointed to his head. "Plus, you can't really fight without a brain because you won't be able to tell your limbs what to do and if you can't tell your limbs what to do, then your body won't respond to anything you say. And when your body won't respond to anything you say, then you're left defenseless and your enemy can defeat you. And when your enemy can defeat you-"

"Alright, I get it." Sky interrupted and Bridge nodded once, knowing when to stop his ramblings. "Fighting isn't everything and I'll make sure to learn from it."

Bridge smiled, he also knew how to turn his ramblings to assist him in making Sky do things that the weapons specialist didn't want to do. "Good, because strategy is your best friend, especially in this heist." Bridge said as they walked out of the house and towards Sky's car.

"You sure, you don't want anything else?" Sky asked, uncertain for his friend's safety on this mission when he noticed what the hacker was carrying for the mission.

Nodding, Bridge answered, "Yea, I just need my laptop, pistol, a few extra magazines filled to the rim with ammo, and a knife. I'll make it out alive, don't worry."

"Well, I was actually worried about our enemies' safety because you against them, that's just scary." Sky replied, smiling. "I wouldn't even want to know what you could do to them."

"You want me to send you pictures?" Bridge offered jokingly.

Sky laughed, "No, that's just sick!"

"And you don't call our job sick?"

"I didn't say that, but I would like to know what your secret is."

Bridge smirked, "Secret? I don't have a secret. It's just me, my laptop, a knife, and their neck. Occasionally a pistol and their head."

"Do you play Russian Roulette with them?" Sky asked.

"If they live long enough, yes."

"So you don't do anything special? You don't have like the ability to go invisible or anything?"

Shaking his head, Bridge answered, "Nope. It's all just experience and training. Just be happy you're a better fighter than me."

"So, don't give you a gun when we're sparring, got it." Sky joked.

Bridge laughed, "Guns aren't allowed in sparring."

"Well, it'd be a nice addition."

"Bridge! Sky!" Jack shouted with his hands behind his back and the two immediately stopped talking and turned to face Jack, placing their hands behind their backs. "If you want to spar later, I suggest we get this mission over with and then you get to happily beat each other up when we get back home. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes sir!" They replied in unison as Sydney and Z walked out of the house and stood at attention when they saw their other three teammates.

"Good, once we all get in our cars, the heist has started and everyone will be referred to their respective colors. I'm Red. Sky, Blue. Bridge, Green. Z, Yellow. Syd, Pink." He reminded them as they nodded once. "Just like all the other times, guys." Jack said as everyone each got into their own cars and buckled up. Red turned on his communications and his team followed soon after as Red connected to a secure channel, "Command, this is number one, SPD Red. Team SPD is in motion! I repeat, Team SPD is in motion!" He disconnected from the channel and they started their cars and each drove off in different directions. "Good luck, guys." Red said quietly.

Luck? I won't need it. Green thought as he let go of the wheel and turned on his computer to make a grid search for the package he was assigned to. The car continued to drive itself as Green tapped buttons on his computer and quickly located his package, entering the coordinates into his car and closing his laptop. He gripped the wheel again and made a hard right, cutting off one of the cars and slowing down so he wouldn't be caught by the police, "This'll be a piece of cake."

"You're lucky you're a tech whiz." Yellow replied and grabbed C4, putting it inside the middle console between the two front seats and closing the console. She entered a code into a number pad on the lid of the console and pulled down her left sleeve to reveal a bracelet. The C4 traveled through the car and dropped onto the road casually without anyone noticing as a single red light turned on. Yellow's right hand brushed the one button on her bracelet before counting down from ten mentally and pressed the button as the red light on the C4 started blinking slowly then the blinking quickened. An explosion occurred behind her and she didn't even flinch as she put on sunglasses and drove away from the scene. "Distraction is set in place."

"Alright, time to start the party boys." Pink said and parked her car in an alley ten blocks away from the start of her package's journey, getting out of her car and setting up her equipment on the rooftop of an abandoned building. "Thirty minutes until packages are set into motion." She reminded them and placed a case down, opening it to reveal a bolt action sniper rifle with a silencer on it. Pink smiled in satisfaction and closed the case, standing up and taking out a knife to examine it and sharpen its blade or clean it from any blood from her previous victims. Pink sat down behind the ledge of the building and reported, "SPD Pink is in position."

"This is SPD Red, I confirm your report. SPD Pink, you are permitted to carry out your mission." Red replied and saw the smoke from the blasted C4 rising into the air, shaking his head in amusement. Again, Yellow put way too much explosives into one C4 bomb, but at least it'll keep some of the citizens busy and away from their mission. He turned on a monitor and quickly viewed the scene of the explosion, "SPD Yellow, distraction seemed to have five casualties and many injured. I suggest you use less explosives next time." Red said as Yellow agreed without an argument. "SPD Blue, your package is farther into the city. Report back to me once you retrieve the package."

"Yes sir." Blue said and sighed, parking a few blocks away from the package's starting point. His mind drifted to the conversation he had with Green, or rather the argument he had with Green. Although he knew that the hacker didn't mean most of the stuff he said, it still made him think immensely about it and he felt guilty for practically breaking regulations. Yeah, he was a rookie, but he was also ex-military, he could handle himself and he doesn't have to be babied by his teammates, who also happened to be his commanding officers and superiors.

Exiting his car, Blue checked the time remaining on his watch and quickly noted that he had about ten minutes left. His gaze fell on the street as a black car sped by and Blue stared for a few seconds before realizing that that car held the package he was supposed to retrieve. "SPD Green. This is SPD Blue, where is my package currently?" Blue asked as he entered his car and started it.

"It's on the move." Green almost shouted. "I repeat it's on the move. Blue give chase, that's an order."

Blue started driving after the black car, "Yes sir!"

"The rest of our packages have not left their starting areas. Blue whatever you do, do not, I repeat do not let your package leave the city." Green said as Blue tried to keep up with the black car, but also made sure that the driver of the black car didn't catch on to him. He kept a steady speed and took a shortcut when he realized that they were already halfway to exiting the city, taking out his pistol from its holster and quickly attaching a silencer to it.

Turning onto the same street that the black car was driving on, Blue drove back towards the package since he drove farther ahead and readied his pistol. He put on sunglasses and pressed a button on the side of the glasses as every camera on that street simultaneously turned off. Rolling down his window and glancing at the black car that was coming towards him fast, Blue smirked and pulled his pistol out of the window, aiming at the driver quickly and shooting twice once the car was a few feet right next to him. Thirty seconds. Blue quickly noted. The black car slowed down to a stop with its horn on full blast as he pulled his car to a stop and exited his car, running to the black car swiftly and opening the driver's side door.

Blue pulled out the body as a black leather briefcase followed the body and he noticed quickly that the briefcase was handcuffed to the man's wrist. Twenty seconds. He thought and made a hasty decision by taking out a knife and cutting off the man's hand. Blue grabbed the briefcase and ran back to his car, getting inside and putting the briefcase in the passenger's seat. "SPD Red. This is SPD Blue, I have the package and I'm making my getaway." Blue reported and took out C4, throwing it at the black car and driving away from the scene as the black car exploded and erupted into flames moments later.

"Good job, SPD Blue. Rendezvous with us once we're done." Red commanded.

"Yes sir." Blue replied as he randomly started to drive anywhere around the city, waiting for the others to finish.