Soap studied every move of his enemies and recognized that they were pretty insecure what they should do now. They chatted around nervous and exchanged quick looks with each other as one of his teammates spoke. He also noticed that they jumped every time one of his men asked them what they wanted to do with them. Referring to his experiences he gained in the military he was pretty sure that this was the first hostage the brothers achieved. He wondered why they even did this. Did Makarov have really such much power, to manipulate persons that easily? How did they even know they got observed? Did they have a spy on their team? Was one of the soldiers working for Makarov? Who could it be?

Soap turned his gaze to every single one of his team and tried to figure out, who could have betrayed them. He doubted that it was a member of the 141 and so only a member of Mac´s force would fit in the position of a double agent. He eyed Jason and Lieutenant Smith, would they betray them? He didn´t know very much of the lives of the two men, but would they work for Makarov? Could it be that they contacted Makarov and tell him about their plan? Probably not; both didn´t seem like bad persons. Sure, the Lieutenant was a rough guy with a pretty strong authority but Soap was sure that he wouldn´t put his family in danger. He wouldn´t do something that could hurt Caroline, he was over protective, Soap could tell it from the stares he shot Meat, back at base, as he joked about Caroline´s and Toad´s relationship, but that only showed to Soap, that the older man just cared about his daughter. He glanced back at Jason, the young man tried to free his hands from the chair, he was bonded. Soap allowed himself to smirk, he doubted that Jason was a spy. Somehow he acted pretty much like Roach, he wasn´t sleeky enough to betray his friends. Caroline and Julia wouldn´t betray them neither and he was pretty sure that Michael wouldn´t do this. That left Angela and the General.

Soap didn´t have spent much time with Angela but he couldn´t think of her as a spy; after all she gave them information about Makarov, as Mac told her she shouldn´t share them with the 141. So this must mean that their General was the one who told Makarov about their observation and that he should inform the brothers about it. There was still a slight chance that Makarov extorted the General with something, to bring him on his side. They had seen what the man could do with his power; he engaged a terror group in Europe to destroy their base. Soap feared that Vitaly was more powerful than Vladimir ever was. With this thought in his mind he know they had to get out of here as quick as they could.

He checked the hall they were brought to; it was an old repair shop in the middle of nowhere. He still could smell the aroma of gasoline and right in front of him was an old auto-lift, which seemed to still work. The windows were really small and from the outside you couldn´t look into them without climbing on a ladder. On the right wall was a little iron door, that led to a small room, which Soap assumed had to be the rest room once. Behind him was a huge white sliding gate, once used to bring the cars in here. He looked up to the ceiling and saw holes in some places, which let the snow fall into the hall. As he watched the snowflakes making their way to the ground, he realized how cold it was in here and at the same time he wondered when it had start to snow again. Hours before, as they were sitting outside of the café, the sun was shining and there was no sign that it would snow any time soon.

Soap´s attention suddenly got caught from a clanking noise and he turned his head into the direction it came from. With a weak smile he watched one of their kidnappers trip over an iron rod; the man cursed loudly and kicked at it once more full of anger. The result was that after his foot had touched the rod, he led out a quiet cry and reached down to his toes, to touch them and check if they were okay. Soap shook his head and chuckled, somehow his kidnappers acted really odd. He once more doubted that they knew what they were doing.

The man, hearing Soap´s chuckle, shot him an angry look and stepped up to the Captain. He stopped only a few inches away from Soap and eyed him, before he let out a low growl and crouched down, to bring himself on the Captain´s eye-level. He tilted his head a few times from one side to the other and tried to figure out what the Captain was thinking. Did this man really believe this was funny? He wasn´t in the position to make fun of him and his brothers. He should better fear for his life and the lives of his teammates. This wasn´t a joke; they had a really serious job to do. Soon the smile on the Captain´s face would disappear, the man was sure about that. They only had to wait till they got a call from their employer and the man knew this would happen soon. Amused he smiled mischievous at the Captain, stood up again and turned around. He needed to check what his brothers were doing.


"This is it?" Worm asked as the group has arrived at their destination. He looked at the young Irish man, who had come with them and as he nodded Worm turned his attention back to the building.

"Well, they must be pretty stupid if they hide here. The place is too easy to find." He continued and leaned himself against the car, they had arrived with.

"That´s why we have to be careful in our doing. Maybe this is just a trap." Ozone replied to his teammate and stared at the building.

"I know. You sure you want to do this?" Worm answered and looked back at Ian, who nodded in response.

"It´s our only chance to find out what they are doing in there." The blond man said and put the earpiece in.

"Well, it´s your decision but don´t try to put anyone in danger and remember to inform us if you see something that looks like a trap. I don´t want to go in there to save your sorry ass and get myself killed." Worm smiled weakly after his statement.

"I know. Don´t worry. I can take care of myself." Ian answered, took a deep breath and began to walk towards his brother´s hideout.

"And you´re absolutely sure that we can trust him?" Worm now turned his attention towards Julia, who stood next to him.

"Yes, I am." She simply replied and watched Ian getting closer to the old garage.

"Fine. Let´s just hope he doesn´t fuck this up. I don´t want to explain it to the Captain, if your friend betrays us." Worm shook his head slightly at the thought of the Captain´s wrath.

"It would be my pleasure to tell the Captain why we needed Ian´s help. I´m sure he won´t be mad at me if I tell him that you were too scared to ignore orders and work on finding them." Julia answered amused, as she saw how Worm´s arrogant smile faded away and his expression showed true terror. She was absolutely sure that Ian wouldn´t betray them; he was a really loyal person and he was always honest to her.

"Something's wrong?" Julia asked Worm still amused about his shocked expression. The Soldier glanced at her, shook his head and walked away from the car, to talk to Scarecrow and Ozone about their next steps.

Julia bristled and turned her attention to Anna and Caroline, who were standing a few steps away and talked to each other. Julia heard them talk about their boyfriends and that they hoped that they were alright. Sighing Julia closed her eyes shortly, before she took a look at the old repair shop. From the outside she couldn´t see what was going on in there. A nervous feeling filled her; Ian was out of sight, he must have entered the building already. Wondering if he was alright she turned her gaze to the other three soldiers, who listened to the conversation, Ian had with his brothers.


As quiet as possible Ian opened the side-door to the old building, stuck his head carefully in it and looked around. Relieved he whispered into his comms and told the others that the doorway was clear and after Worm had confirmed he had heard him, Ian stepped into the small room and let the door slip close. He sneaked through the small room, taking a look around. He saw some used paint buckets positioned on the walls and posters from old cars hanging on the walls. In one corner he saw a blue barrow, which seemed to be unused for a long time, judging from the thick film of dust that had covered it. Ian turned his gaze back to the door in front of him, luckily for him in the door was a little window, through which he could take a look into the next room. Silently he pressed himself onto the door and leered through the window. First he didn´t see anything specific but as he turned his head a little, to check the rest of the room, his heart skipped a beat. On the wall, next to the door, was his own father, tied to a chair. Ian couldn´t trust his eyes at first, did his brothers really capture their own father? He never thought they would do something to him. He never imagined they could be so cruel.

Taking a deep breath he opened the door in front of him and sneaked into the room. He looked at his father and recognized that the old man was unconscious, Ian swallowed hard and sneaked up to the man, shaking his shoulder lightly to wake him up. As his dad didn´t react to his action he shook him once more, now with more power, making the man groan and slowly open his eyes. With a finger over his mouth Ian signed him to keep quiet, whilst he untied him from the metal chair. Quick and precise he freed his dad from the chair and helped him stand up. A few seconds passed before Ian whispered to his father why he was here and as the older man nodded both made their way to the next door. Taking a quick look through the window in it, Ian saw one of his brothers in the huge hall, sitting on a chair and looking to the other side of the room. Ian followed his brother's stare and saw the members of MacTavish´s team, tied to chairs, like his father was.

Ian wondered where his other brothers were, as he heard a noise behind him. Scared he turned around quickly and saw his brothers coming inside the room he was and his father were in. Ian cursed, he hadn´t seen that there was another door, that led into this room, he was too busy to take care of his father. First his brothers' didn´t recognize him, they were talking about something Ian couldn´t define, but as his oldest brother recognized him, he showed an amused smile and slapped his brother on the shoulder, to stop him from talking and turn his attention towards Ian. The other man showed the same amused smile as both approached their brother and dad, grabbed them by their arms and tracked them into the hall, without saying a word.


"Look who has come to visit us!" Gerard, his oldest brother said cheerfully, as he dragged Ian in front of his third brother, who shot up from his chair and stared at Ian.

"Isn´t it lovely that he shows up already?" Gerard continued and his brothers began to laugh out loud. Confused Ian looked from one man to another; they acted like they knew he would come.

"What´s wrong Ian? Did you really think we wouldn´t know that you would show up here?" Patrick, the brother who dragged his father into the room asked still smiling. Ian wanted to answer but he couldn´t make a sound. This was definitely not what they had planned. Worm´s plan was to send Ian in there and detract his brothers, till he gave them the sign that the building was clear and they could storm in. How could they know about that?

"Oh, don´t be shy little bro. Ask us something." Charlie, the third brother now said and stepped up to Ian, to lay his hands on his shoulders.

"How could you know…." Ian began but was cut off by his brother, who began to laugh.

"That you would come? Come on Ian. Do you think Makarov didn´t know that you know her? Did you think him didn´t spy on them? You have so much more to learn." Charlie said and shook his head playfully.

Ian wanted to response something, anything to show his brothers that he wasn´t scared of them, but he failed badly. He just stood there and lowered his head in defeat; this couldn´t be true. What was he going to do now? He knew that Worm and the others could her the conversation, but would they storm in? Fear grew up in Ian, what if his brothers planned to kill him and all of the others. What if the last thing he would see were the laughing faces of his stupid brothers? Would he give up without a fight? No, he wouldn´t. If there was one good thing he learned from his father, then it was to fight for your life, no matter what it would cost. Feeling a little stronger Ian glanced to his father and as their eyes met, he could tell that his father was thinking the same. Old Mr. O'Kelly wouldn´t lose his life in an old repair-shop, killed by his own sons. He would put up a fight and he wouldn´t mind to kill one of his own children. Taking a deep breath Ian was strong enough to turn his gaze back to his brother and shoot him a killing glance.


Ian was ready to start this fight, he was ready to fight for himself and all the others that were in the room with him. Ian clenched his fists and started to count. If he would have counted to ten, he would beat the crap out of his brother. With every number he had counted down, his anger grew and he was sure to show his brother that he wasn´t as weak as he thought. Charlie always made fun of Ian, always told him he wasn´t good enough for their family. Always showed him how disgust he was of his twin brother. Charlie now would see how strong Ian was, if someone tries to harm him or the people he cared about. Ian had counted to nine and was ready to start the fight, as suddenly Gerard's cell phone began to ring and Charlie released Ian´s shoulders, to look excited at his brother.

With a smile Gerard answer the call; said a few words and hung up again. Ian wondered to whom he was talking; was it Makarov? Did he gave them the order to kill them now? Even now, Ian realized how stupid his plan to beat his brother up was. They had guns and he had nothing more than just his bare hands. He wouldn´t have a chance against them, no matter how hard he would try. The fear he wanted to push aside, grew up in him again and all Ian could do was to close his eyes and wait for his brother to kill him already. He breathed heavily as he heard Worm´s voice over his comms, that they would come in every second and silently Ian wished that they just would leave him and the others here and save their own lives. Concentrated on the words Worm spoke, Ian didn't open his eyes as a hand was laid on his shoulder. He didn´t wanted to open them, he didn´t wanted to see his brothers arrogant grins, he didn´t want to see how his father was going to try and fight for his life.

Ian kept his eyes closed and didn´t move as he heard the door crack open with a loud bang and Worm´s voice, which shouted to them to give up. Ian stood there paralyzed and waited for shots to ring in his ears and dead bodies slamming to the ground but there were none. He heard Worm´s voice again, heard cries from Caroline and Anna, who must have come in here, to check on their boyfriends, heard Scarecrow passing him and untying his teammates from the chairs, but he hadn´t heard shots. Was he that much caught in his own thoughts that he didn´t hear how his brothers got killed?

Unsure what was going on he slowly opened his eyes and saw his brothers kneel on the floor with their hands raised up in the air and Worm and Ozone, who put them handcuffs on. Ian knitted his eyebrows; why had they given up so easily? Why didn´t they kill him? Why didn´t they at least try to escape? Ian shook his head and looked down to Gerard, who just shrugged his shoulders and smiled at him. Something definitely was wrong here. Ian wanted to ask him why they kidnapped the team and then let themselves get arrested without any resistance. Why they didn´t have killed him and the others? He was about to open his mouth as someone stepped up to him from behind and punched his brother in the face. Ian turned his head a little and saw a tall man standing next to him with an angry expression on his face.

"What´s going on here? Why did you capture us?" The man yelled at Gerard but the Irish just smiled at him, whilst blood was running down his face.

"You´ll soon understand Captain." Gerard answered amused and Soap was about to punch him again, as his cell phone began to ring. Soap put it out of his pocket and looked at it confused, Archer was calling him.

"You better answer the call." Gerard added still amused and after Soap had shot him one more killing glance he walked away from the scene, to talk to his teammate.

"You okay?" Ian turned around and faced Julia, who looked at him concerned.

"Yes, I´m fine don´t worry." Ian answered with a little smile.

Julia returned the smile and wanted to ask something as the Captain´s voice rang through the whole hall, making everyone in it look at him.

"What? So you´re telling me they have Price?" MacTavish got furious, Archer had told him that they made an exchange with Natasha, one of the girls against Price. Soap wanted to let all his anger out and yell at Archer how stupid it was as he heard a shot on the other side of the line. Frantically he yelled into the phone and wanted to know what had happened as he heard Archer´s voice again, now clearly shocked.

Soap´s eyes grew wide as the sniper told him with a shaking voice what just had happened.

"What? They killed her?"