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"Okay, here are some blankets and pillows," Penny said as she came out of the bathroom where she kept all the bedding. MacGyver was in the kitchen; they had put all the groceries away and Mac was currently making dinner. Both of them had changed out of their day-clothes as well. Penny had gotten into a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, while Mac had changed to gym shorts and a drawstring hoodie.

"Mmm, Mac, that smells delicious!" Penny gushed as she put the small stack of blankets and pillows on the couch.

"Well, it's nothing to compare to Bozer's cooking, but you're right," Mac said with a grin. "It does smell pretty good."

Bozer is definitely the master chef out of our group of friends, but I can make a killer bowl of spaghetti.

"Anyway, here are these," Penny said again, patting the blankets and such. "Do you want me to go put them on your bed?"

"I think I'd actually feel more comfortable if I slept out here on the couch," Mac admitted as he stirred the noodles.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Penny said, looking upset. "I should have realized those mattresses would be old and uncomfortable. Don't worry, my mattress is brand-new! You can sleep on it, and I'll sleep in your bed," she said.

"Woah, Penny," Mac said, holding up his hands to stop the woman from moving his things. "The bed is fine, I'm sure," he assured her. "When I said I'd be more comfortable, I meant that way I would be out in the open, able to get places faster if I needed to. That's it, I promise. Please, I'm not going to take your bed," he said, giving her an exasperated smile.

That's Penny though. Always looking out for others around her. She always wants to take care of others before she takes care of herself. Maybe that's why we got along so well; we both have that quality and we both took care of each other, meaning each of us were getting the care we needed, but also getting the fulfillment that came with taking care of someone else.

"I promise," Mac said again. "I will be just fine out here on the couch. If something does happen, or you do hear something, I want to be able to get to it more quickly than if I were in the bedroom," he explained.

"Okay," Penny said slowly after a moment of studying the blond. "If you're positive."

"Only fools are positive," Mac replied snarkily. Penny smirked.

"Are you sure?"

Mac recognized the quote and decided to go along with it. "I'm positive."

Penny giggled, and that seemed to settle the matter of who was sleeping where.

"Anyway," Mac said as he took the pot of noodles off the stovetop. "I think dinner's done."

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"Thank you again for dinner, Mac," Penny said as she sat back in her chair, a happy smile drifting over her face.

"No problem," the blond replied as he twirled some more spaghetti on his fork. "It didn't turn out too bad, did it?"

"Not bad at all," Penny assured him. "I'll start the dishes," she said after a few minutes as she got up.

"Don't be silly," MacGyver said, grabbing her arm to stop her. "It's late, and you've had a long, slightly stressful day. Go to bed; I've got cleanup covered."

"I don't wanna make you cook dinner and do the dishes," Penny insisted.

"You're not making me," Mac countered. "I'm offering. No, I'm telling you that I'm doing both," he rephrased gently, but firmly.

"But-"

"Penny," Mac interrupted. "Let me do this?"

The young woman stared at Mac for a moment before she finally nodded her head. "Okay," she said. "You win. I am pretty tired," she admitted with a yawn.

"Get to bed," Mac said as he began clearing the table. "I'll let you know if anything happens," he promised.

"Thanks MacGyver," Penny said as she turned to head towards the stairs. "You're a good friend."

"What else are friends for?" he replied with a shrug and a grin. She smiled one last time at him before she disappeared up the stairs.

MacGyver put the dishes in a sink and filled the sink up with hot, soapy water to let the dishes soak. Penny's aunt didn't have a dishwasher, and that was something Penny hadn't gotten yet. While Mac was waiting for the dishes to soak, he got a rag and began to wipe down the stove, counters, and table.

When he finally finished the dishes, the kitchen was sparkling. He felt a small sense of pride as he stared at his cleaning work, and he could hear Jack teasing him about how he should hang up his spy gear and go into the maid business.

He set the rag down in the sink and went to sit on the couch, reclining and closing his eyes, but he didn't get to rest for long. He heard something in the hallway, and his senses went on high-alert. His eyes popped open and he swung his feet off the couch, placing them quietly on the carpeted floor. He stood up and snuck towards the entrance of the hallway, straining his eyes to see anything through the darkness.

As he looked around, he spotted movement close to the staircase, and when he focused, he saw a figure creeping up the stairs.

"Hey!" Mac called out, flipping on the lightswitch and turning on the main light. A man with a beard froze in place, eyes darting over to MacGyver. Mac knew what was going to happen seconds before the man started running.

The bearded man bolted down the stairs and tried to run for the back door, but MacGyver had anticipated that move, and he intercepted the man as he was getting off the stairs. Mac threw himself into the fleeing man, throwing them both to the ground.

The man bucked and struggled under MacGyver, but Mac stayed on. "Who are you?" he asked. The man didn't answer, but Mac heard something from above.

"MacGyver?" Penny asked as she came out. When she saw what was going on at the bottom of the staircase, she gasped. "Corey!" she said, confirming Mac's suspicions that that was who the intruder was.

"Penny, call 911," Mac instructed as he wrestled Corey to his feet. Penny nodded and ran to her room to grab her cell phone, but as she turned her back, Mac heard something else. He started to turn around, but he was blindsided and thrown off his feet. He grunted as he was slammed into the wall, knocking his head soundly against the structure.

"MacGyver?!" he heard Penny call as she came back to investigate the noise. Mac shook his head, trying to clear out the cobwebs. He heard a buzzing noise and looked towards Corey, who was now lying on the ground, twitching. Mac saw two prongs sticking out of the man's chest.

"Taser gun," Mac thought to himself as he fought his way to his feet.

"Jaq?!" he heard Penny say in astonishment. Mac recognized the name and realized it was the name of guy Penny said had taken her out a few times. Before he could turn around and see anything though, something was wrapped around Mac's neck from behind and tightened. Mac grunted and reached up, trying to get his fingers underneath whatever the noose around his neck was.

When that didn't work, Mac switched tactics and jerked his elbow back, connecting with Jaq's ribs and causing the man to grunt in pain. The grip around the blond's neck lessened, and Mac was able to get his fingers underneath and rip it over his head.

He turned to face his attacker and swung his fist, connecting solidly with the man's cheekbone, snapping his head to the side and spraying a bit of blood everywhere. "Penny!" Mac yelled as he fought with the second intruder. "Run! Call Jack!"

That was all the young agent was able to yell though, because he had to turn his full attention back to the matter at hand; namely, focusing on not getting hit in the face. Or at all, preferably. He ducked a punch aimed at his head and blocked another knee-jerk to his ribs, but while Mac was blocking the last attack, Jaq reached up on the wall and grabbed a framed picture.

He smashed it over Mac's head, dazing the agent and sending him to the ground. Mac vaguely heard Penny yelling and screaming, but he was unable to focus on that. Jaq straddled his chest and wrapped his hands around Mac's neck before the blond agent was able to recover enough to struggle. He began choking and gasping, needing more oxygen. His face felt like it was starting to swell up, and the pressure behind his eyes was building.

His hands scrabbled at the vice-like grip on his neck, but the blow to the head was really impairing his ability to do much of anything.

"Jaq, stop!" he heard Penny pleading. The voice sounded close, and Mac looked around quickly, seeing that Penny had descended the stairs and was coming towards them.

"Pe...nny," Mac choked out. "Run!"

The grip around Mac's neck tightened, and his eyes began rolling in the back of his head, the blackness creeping in around the edge of his vision.

"Jaq!"

After the yell, the grip on Mac's neck was suddenly loosened, and the agent coughed, drawing in huge gulps of air. There were spots dancing in front of Mac's eyes, and everything was swimming in and out of focus. He struggled to get up, but Jaq was still on his chest, and he was quite a bit bulkier than MacGyver was, meaning the agent stayed where he was.

The blood was pounding in Mac's ears, so he actually couldn't hear what was being said, but he saw Jaq staring at Penny, who was speaking and frantically waving her hands. Then, without warning, Jaq turned back to MacGyver and brought his fist crashing down on the agent's face, and all Mac saw after that was black.

Hmmm...BOTH of them? I dunno. Was it too much? Not believable? I figured Mac had to be distracted with something in order to be taken down by Jaq... *shrugs* Whatcha guys think?

Okay so I saw Spiderman: Homecoming for the fourth time last night, and then I rewatched Iron Man 1 a few nights ago, and I just really wanted to start writing a story for Spiderman and Iron Man, so that has now also been added to the list of things I'm working on, so if you're interested, keep an eye out for that! Or don't, I can't tell you what to do XD

Anyway. Lemme know what you guys thought? :D