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McG was the one to break the silence on the soon over, two-hour flight, "Hey Amir, you have any contacts left in Afghan to help us out."

Amir opened his tired eyes, "When I got out of being undercover I lost all contacts, there is nothing I can do on that end, sorry"

Preach stayed quiet during the flight and watched, watched the worry glances Dalton would give Jaz, and Jaz looking anywhere but him, which was suspicious.

Dalton finally broke his silence, "All right team, we are touching down in two minutes, and we are going to make our way to the towns square. Amir, Jaz and I will take the square, Preach and McG, I want you two on overwatch. Be our eyes."

Nodding all in agreement, the plane touched down.

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"Command, give me Campbell." Dalton asked, while driving their undercover vehicle.

"Dalton, this is an extremely dangerous mission, which means you will have no backup. The intel we acquired was one of the kidnappers is hiding out in or around the flea market in town. He is distinguished by a large scar crossing from his left eyebrow down to the right side of his chin. It is very easy to point him out. You need to get the information on where they took Sargent James. " Campbell stated specifically.

"Yes ma'am." Dalton ended the call. "All right let's do this, Jaz, Amir, on me."

Dalton, Jaz exited together, while Amir went a different direction to circle the flea market that hold their suspect.

"Stop it." Jaz said under her breath.

"Stop, what?" Dalton looked at Jaz confusingly.

Jaz being aggravated, stopped and turned to Dalton, "Stop looking at me like I'm going to end up like the medic. I can take care of myself."

Dalton sighed, "I know, okay. I know. Let's just get this mission over with."

"You never looked at me like this before, why now?!" Jaz practically yelled.

Dalton grabbed Jaz's arm to start walking again, "Not now, later."

Finally arriving at the flea market, "Whatever, I'll go left, rendezvous in the back." Jaz ripped her arm from Dalton's grasp and started walking.

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-Jaz POV

Not now, later. What the hell does that even mean? Ever since the whole "game" in Spain, does he think he actually knows what I think. If he does I am screwed, that can't happen he is my CO. Why am I thinking about this? Focus Jaz, focus.

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Jaz made her way left, Dalton to the right. Amir circling outside, he came across the target making eyes on Jaz.

"Hey top, our target has eyes for Jaz and is making his way to her" Amir started to follow the target.

"Preach, McG, you got eyes" Dalton questioned.

"No, he's covered in the flea market, we will stay put to see if he brought friends" Preach reassured.

Jaz circled around, and saw the target slip off the side, "He slipped out, I'll double-back" Before she could, a little boy approached her.

"Help me please, he has my sister." The boy started to pull Jaz's hand.

"A man with a scar?' Jaz questioned the child

"Yes, come" The boy pulled Jaz in his direction.

Over the comms she heard Dalton, "Jaz, go. I'll follow behind."

The boy pulled Jaz down passed two homes than down an alley, and she knew she was in trouble. The boy didn't bring her to his sister. But to an ambush. Before she could reach for her rifle she felt one pressed to her head.

"Top, AMBUSH!" Jaz screamed through her comms before taking down 2 out of 8 assailants, with her rifle. And then soon one of them taking her down with slam to the back of her head with a gun.

"JAZ, Team on me now." Dalton could feel his heart race in panic. Dalton ran to where Jaz was, and saw the targets take her, to a vehicle parked not too far away. He knew he had to do something and something fast.

"Preach, Amir, McG, I need you guys to follow with command and find us, I'll try to keep my comms on to track me, but if I let Jaz go now by herself, we might not see her or Sargent James again." Dalton started to run towards the vehicle.

"Are you sure, brother" Preach asked.

'You guys can do this, I know you can." Dalton walked up to the assailants with his hands in a surrender motion.

"Another American!? Here to save female American? Take him." The 6 men started to punch, or kick Dalton, and then shoved him in the back of the van. Along with Jaz's unconscious body.