A/N: It's short, but I really wanted to get to the next part of this. Yes, I have done this, my brother and one of his girl friends note the space there, it was a friend who was a girl were the victims.

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Hunter discreetly covered his mouth as Blake and Tori did their little courtship dance, really, those two were far more entertaining than anything else in Ninja Ops, especially since it had been a week since the Date From Hell and Hunter had not retaliated from being forced to go on said date, so Blake was relaxed enough that he wasn't constantly looking over his shoulder, but tense enough to jump ever time Hunter moved. From his position to the side of the room, Hunter caught sight of Cam eyeing the pair with distaste. Hunter caught his eyes and smirked, pushing off the wall and strolling over. "You ok?" He murmured.

"I'm going to lock them in a closet," Cam replied very softly. "If they don't stop that mating dance, I'm going to go mad."

"Which closet?" Hunter asked.

"The equipment closet has a lock on it, and it's a metal door, Blake won't try to blast out," Cam replied.

"Been thinking about this long?"

"I've been planning to lock Dustin in there for months."

"Can I watch?"

"I'd depend on you to help."

"Let's do this then, I'll get Blake; you get Tori," Hunter replied, his smirk becoming larger, "We so owe them."

Cam nodded, "Now?"

"Now," Hunter replied, casually straightening and turning. Blake was watching him, his eyes worried. Hunter walked over and bent over, "Blake, we need to talk." He gripped his brother's arm, "Now."

Blake responded to Hunter's grip and stood up, "What?" Blake asked.

Hunter shoved Blake into the back of Ninja Ops, and the equipment closet. He shoved the door open, "Cam's going to strangle you if you don't ask Tori out soon, and since I'm getting tired of seeing you two pull this dance, you're going to hang out in here for a while. I'll talk Cam out of his homicidal influences, and if there's a monster, we'll let you out." He gave Blake a well calculated push and his brother stumbled in to the room before he could get himself together. Hunter slammed the door with relish and locked it.

Cam was watching, "Well, that was…blunt."

Hunter grinned, "I've locked him in closets before, it's best to be quick about it. Now, as to Tori, I've got an idea, something we did to Leanne once. I tell her what I did to Blake, and when she comes to rescue him, you push her in and lock the door."

Cam considered it, "Inelegant, but efficient. At the moment, I'm annoyed enough to agree." He moved past Hunter and into the sparring room, out of sight.

Hunter whistled as he strolled casually back into Ninja Ops, Tori was still there, playing with some water from her glass. "Waiting on Blake?" Hunter asked.

"Yes," Tori said.

"It might take him a while to get out of that closet," Hunter offered, "hope you brought a book."

"Wait, closet?" Tori said.

"He pissed me off," Hunter said, "so I stuck him in a closet so I don't act on any homicidal impulses he triggers."

Tori stood up, "Of all the! Which closet?"

Hunter grinned, "Equipment closet, it's the only one that locks. It's right next to the training room."

She pivoted and stormed off. Moments later she yelled and a door slammed. Cam strolled into the main room, dusting his hands. "Mission complete."