Hello! Guess what today was? My first day of college! It was terrifying, but I only had one class and we just went over the syllabus and whatnot. So I survived! Yay, because that means I can continue writing this!

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Jenny stood in the FBI headquarters while being wired up, meaning she got a watch transmitter. Practically everyone who lived at Graceland was there, except for Jakes, since he was on an assignment. After Jenny had hung up the phone, Charlie rounded up the gang and informed them of what had just happened. All showing equal amounts of concern for both Mike and Jenny, they all came with Jenny to HQ for moral support.

Meanwhile, Jenny was practically ready to punch a baby. HQ was very well known for doing everything by the book, which only angered her. "By the book" meant lots of paperwork and standing around waiting for an okay from a supervisor. Jenny wanted to get out there and rip Monterro to shreds now. The longer they stood around, the more time Mike was in Monterro's hands.

As they worked out the logistics of her watch, Jenny took a small compact gun and shoved it in her bra. Johnny noticed and raised his eyebrows. "Didn't he say to come unarmed?" He asked.

"Call it insurance." Jenny shrugged, as she adjusted slightly.

"Yeah, but what if they pat you down?" Paige argued.

"Trust me, if their wandering hands go anywhere near my boobs, I'll deck 'em faster than they can recognize the shape of a gun." She said, earning grins from everyone else.

Soon, she got the okay to go, but was stopped by Charlie before she could dash out. She hugged her friend tightly. "Just try and get both of you out in one piece, you hear me?" Charlie ordered.

"Yes, mama," Jenny nodded, releasing her from the embrace.

Briggs then walked up behind Charlie, entering Jenny's line of sight. They had not really spoken since the hospital. Truth be told, they missed each other, and now Jenny was going into the belly of the beast. Charlie got the hint, and went back to the group.

Briggs placed his hands on his little sister's shoulders and look into her eyes. "Watch yourself out there. 'Kay kiddo?"

Jenny nodded firmly, smiling ever so slightly. Then, before even thinking about it, she wrapped her arms around his waist and held onto him, as if he was going to vanish any minute. Briggs returned the hug, placing an endearing kiss on top of her head. Jenny breathed in his scent, remembering every time she had hugged him in the past, never wanting to leave. But then she remembered Mike, and broke away.

"I'll see ya in a bit." Jenny said optimistically. And then, she fled the building before anyone could say or do anything else.

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As she neared the meat packing plant on her brother's motorcycle, Jenny got more determined and eager to get Mike out of there. The plant was barely lit, but she could see the many different bricks, that seemed older than the Earth itself, jutted out in awkward places. Vandals had made their mark all around the outside and undoubtedly on the inside as well. A perfect hideout for any gang.

Jenny pulled up to an old loading dock, where two bulky guys in suits were waiting for her. "Oh, good." She remarked, taking off her helmet and letting her long blond hair fall down around her shoulders. "They sent me Beavis and Butthead."

Neither of the men were amused, their faces not so much as twitching. One of them nodded for her to follow them. They both simultaneously turned on their heels and walked inside, as Jenny took a deep breath in. "Here goes nothing." She muttered as she followed the two men inside.

They walked into the plant, Jenny doing her best to keep her tough composure. There was so many tunnels and halls that she was beginning to get dizzy. This building was much bigger than she had originally anticipated.

Soon, they reached what must have been the main floor of the factory. Old conveyer belts were knocked over or shoved to the walls, so that there was room to walk. Sitting at the table in the middle of the room was Monterro and Mike. Mike was tied with a thick looking rope to the chair, his arms forced to his sides, unable to move. In addition to this, his mouth was covered with a bandana so he wasn't able to talk either. Monterro was sitting with his arms crossed, a smirk already plastered on his face. She could see that he was wearing a cream colored suit, making his dark Hispanic skin appear darker.

As Jenny got nearer to the table, she made eye-contact with Mike. His crystal blue eyes looked scared, but he silently told her that he was counting on her to save him. She resisted the urge to the laugh at the thought of Mike being the damsel in distress. What she really wanted to do was run to him, hug him tightly and tell him that everything was going to be okay. Instead, she nodded slightly to him, adding a little wink.

The two men in monkey suits stood on the opposite sides of the table, one of them pointing to the empty chair across from Monterro and Mike.

"Jennifer," Monterro greeted. "Have a seat, please."

Jenny stiffly sat, setting her jaw in determination. "Monterro." She nodded. "It's always nice to see you."

His grin widened. "Indeed. I believe you know Michael, here." He said, gesturing to Mike, who slowly turned his head and gave his captor a deadly look.

"I may have met him once." Jenny said playing along. "To what do I owe the invite?"

Monterro uncrossed his arms and placed his elbows on the table in full business mode. "The thing is, my dear senorita, I'm short a couple of henchmen. Specifically Buzz-kill and Renaldo."

Realization hit like a truck. Of course, he would be upset about her killing his two best goons. It explained the kidnapping and games. Suddenly, Jenny felt very scared, but she didn't let on. "Names sound a bit familiar." She shrugged.

Monterro looked as though he was about to flip over the table and finish her off right there. But he regains his smooth composure. He stood up, straightening out his suit with his hands. "You're very cool under pressure, mi amor. But you may find that I'm not a very forgiving man." Without warning, he delivered a blow to Mike's stomach, making him groan in pain.

Jenny flinched, almost as if she could feel the blow hit her. Anger simmered deep within her. She wanted to leap across the table and tear his throat out. But she managed to just clench her jaw and eye Monterro with enough anger to sear a laser through his skull.

"You see, Jennifer." Monterro continued coolly as if he had not just punched Mike in the gut. "I'm a business man. And a good business man tries to eliminate any threat to his business. So, naturally, when I heard about the deaths of two of my best men, I had to respond to that threat and crush it."

"Is that a threat, Monterro?" Jenny asked rhetorically.

He smiled a slimy smile. "Absolutely." He answered.

Jenny takes a deep breath in. "Then, my answer is simple." Suddenly, she jumped from her chair, rolled across the table, while simultaneously pulling her small gun from her bra. As she rose up, her left arm wound itself around Monterro's neck, so that when she was fully standing her arm was holding his head still, while her gun was pointed directly at the side of this head. Neither Monterro or his two goons had time to blink. Even Mike looked amazed at what had just happened.

"You two," She said to the two men. "Untie my friend now." To emphasize that she meant business, she tightened her grip around the drug lord's neck, forcing a choking noise to escape from his mouth. After they exchanged glances, they made their way to Mike's chair. "Quickly." Jenny commanded, as they set to work.

Once he was free, he removed the bandana from his mouth. "Where did you learn how to do that?" He asked still in awe of her stunt.
"Bible camp." She snapped. "Now shut up." Immediately, he complied and Jenny returned her focus on the three criminals in front of her. "So here's what's going to happen, gentlemen. You're going to remove the guns I know you have concealed in your suits, and with no funny business."

After a slight pause, the two men did what she had said. Monterro strangled a laugh. "You would not kill me." He taunted so confidently. "I am worth much more to you alive then dead."

"Don't be so sure." Jenny whispered into his ear.

Then out of the corner of her eye, she saw a dot moving. A small red dot pointed right at Mike's chest. She knew what that dot meant. And it definitely wasn't good. "I knew you would try something like this," Monterro spat out. "So I have insurance that I will make it out of here alive." Mike looked down at the dot over his heart and then to Jenny. "Don't worry, they won't shoot unless I am killed. So if I were you, I would release me."

Jenny glanced at Mike, and then around the room. She could not see where this sniper was located, but there were several hiding places around the factory floor, including a balcony up above them on the far side of the room. One thing was for sure she was not about to risk Mike's life again. Begrudgingly, she released her grip on Monterro, who took a deep breath in once he was free.

"Drop your weapon, senorita," He said, straightening himself out again. "Before you hurt someone." As he spoke, another red dot pointed itself at her chest, making everything in her panic. Glancing from Mike to Monterro, her breath quickened. There was no doubt that she was going to die.

Okay so don't kill me for leaving yet another cliffhanger. I just couldn't help myself. I also apologize if this resembled something of the Great Game from Sherlock. I was watching it this morning and I just really wanted to use it. But don't worry, it won't end the same.

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