Four hours later in Toronto

I was showered and changed into my blacks again once Sam hit the surgery unit and I was ordered to take some painkillers for the multiple bruises that were springing up over my hands due to fighting the marines bare handed. No damage to me bar the bruises, think that was a first! Sam was brought back to the recovery unit in a private room a couple of hours later and I got an update to his recovery and any issues they had; It was a clean wound and there should be no issues as long as he lets it heal and does his Physio. I hadn't called the SRU yet due to seeing my team on the news on a call, they didn't need the worry of this at the moment, especially when I saw Spike go in with Babycakes.

'Be careful Spike – please!'

I curled up on the comfy seat beside Sam's bed and fell into a deep sleep within moments; the doctor entered and remembered us both from previous injuries and checked the chart – he then left to make a call to our boss.

I don't know how long I was asleep but I woke up to see a stranger in the room leaning over Sam, I whipped up my weapon and identified myself with a gun in her face and my whole body protecting the man laying prone in bed unconscious.

"IDENTIFIY YOURSELf!" I shouted at the woman.

Jules and Ed came running into the room and stared at me in complete horror, I was aimed directly at a killzone and they didn't know if I was moments from killing her or passing out from exhaustion and pain. Ed moved slowly around the blond woman with her hands in the air and pulled her behind him, I lowered my weapon slightly and staggered against the bed.

"Mackenzie – it's alright – this is Natalie, she's Sam's sister!" Ed replied.

I lowered my weapon and clicked the safety back on, I was standing stock still covering Sam's body in the bed and the adrenaline rush was the only thing keeping me going; Ed pulled me out of the room and let Jules go to both Natalie and Sam. Ed took my weapon off me and led me to the waiting room and pushed me onto the couch and let me breathe through the adrenaline rush he knew I was going through; I looked up in fear as the door was locked and he stood in front of the small window and frowned at me.

"What the hell happened up there?" he whispered.

I curled up on the floor where I had slid off and pulled myself into a tight ball, my knees under my chin and my head resting on my arms – it was to reduce the flow of blood and to calm my nervous system down from the amount of tension and stress we had gone through.

"We arrived and met Toth, he proceeded to question me and after getting a question he didn't like he brought in two marines and ordered them to remove me to the 'facility'. Sam was listening in from outside and burst down the door once the men had tried to grab me; we managed to get out of the compound and about an hour later I found out Sam was injured. I managed to stabilize him and transported him to the nearest town where I called for support and then transported here." I said calmly as possible.

I started to rock gently, the adrenaline of the last couple of days kicking in and I knew I was going to be hyper later on if I didn't get everything out my system, I sat on the seat and controlled my breathing again, deep breaths in and out, relax the muscles and lower your blood pressure.

"Okay, what aren't you telling me?" he asked kneeling down beside me.

"Emm, I got dragged through the ringer by Toth, shot him as we ran for it and then…" I started and stopped dead.

A memory flashed through my head.

'That's impossible…he died by my weapon in a suicide before the bomb went off…it can't be him?'

"No secrets Mac – what happened?" he hissed.

I went through the memories again, checking and re-checking the face and build, it was him – Toth's nephew was alive!

I snapped my head up and gasped as I jacked off the floor and hit the wall – how the hell could this happen – I saw him shoot himself?

I felt arms around me, pulling me into the shelter of his body and keeping my body contact to maximum and increase pressure, I was angry and felt betrayed by Nathan – we were close friends and I knew he had feelings for me but I kept my distance due to rules. My grief was tied to his death and now I find him alive – fury and betrayal are my primal emotions and it calms me enough to catch my breath and focus again. Ed had caught onto this body language and strengthened his grip around me, prepared to take me to the ground in a hold if necessary.

"Oh no you don't, you're not going all primal on me Mac – get it out of your system now or I will put you on forced leave!" he hissed.

I glared at him and I knew I couldn't break out this hold as my energy was wasting away, another wall cracked and I sagged against him and sighed in defeat.

"Toth's nephew, the one who shot himself with my weapon before the explosion – he's alive and I don't know how!"

Ed stared at me and pulled his phone out, twenty seconds later the knock on the door and Wordy came in; I looked up at him and he took in the scene – I was exhausted and just wanted to kick something then sleep. They helped me up and a few moments later shoved me into the back of the SUV and we headed to the SRU at top speed. Wordy was in the back seat with me, I was composed and quiet but inside was black fury and betrayal – I had witnessed it – how the hell could I have been wrong?

We stopped with what seems seconds later and I followed them both into the barn and saw Parker talk to another man who turned around to face me, it was the CO of Bastion, the one who identified the remains and witnessed the helmcam video in the investigation. I was cleared of any wrong doing and it was put down to enemy IED placement; that didn't help the situation now as this man owed me answers.

"How the hell did this happen? I saw him kill himself at point blank range with my own weapon!" I shouted at him as I walked into the main room.

Most of team three and five were on shift still and they all stopped their workouts when I had shouted at the CO in uniform; Parker tried to stop me coming any closer but I pushed right past him and into the CO's face.

"How the hell did this happen, the team were blown up, I was blown out a building and then ten feet outwards onto the wire – I saw him die!" I hissed.

"We don't understand it either, your video of the raid proves your version of events but the new CCTV stills Braddock took of the compound clearly prove he is alive! We have a massive task force on this as it may lead to a leak within the JTF2 teams and that is not acceptable."

"Neither was you ordering her to attend a Psych evaluation in Dwyer Hill base!" a voice I was so happy to hear shouted.

Spike stormed around the corner holding printouts of the order and by whom, he passed them to the CO and stood to my side, he knew I was angry and I had every right to be. He looked at the paperwork and frowned.

"I didn't send these and they sure as hell didn't come from my office Corporal – the code unit is wrong for Dwyer – it's outdated!"

"What? How can the code be outdated when it's an active unit?" I demanded.

"Active but classified – in our forces our codes change for every unit. K-bar was 112578, the new one ends in 02, it's a secure mental hospital now and is also used for Court Martial executions," he replied.

I stopped and sank on my heels, it made sense now – we were going into a trap as we thought, but we dodged the bullet by a hair because we got lucky! I took a couple of deep breaths and then looked up at the CO who was looking as bad as I was feeling.

"Sir, I apologise for my behaviour. Please keep in contact with myself and Sergeant Parker regarding any updates you have and I would be grateful if you could ensure General Braddock is informed of his son's injury but safety."

He nodded and once I had saluted I headed off into the locker room and collapsed in the showers crying.