A/N: It's debriefing time in the Turk HQ! Plus a little...information retrieval.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the bitchin' plot.

Tseng sat at the head of the conference table surrounded by some of his team. "All right," he began after taking a sip of his coffee. "As we all know, we have a situation. Let's start at the beginning so we can get a firmer grasp on the problem at hand. Vincent, would you care to explain the mission Akalara and Brit were assigned to?"

Vincent, who was dressed rather dashingly in a Turk uniform, nodded his consent. "Cloud Strife told me about a copycat who was emulating him. His name, his looks, his company. The man in question is Cumulus Stryfe. He's an ex-ShinRa guard who has a disturbing obsession with Cloud and is basically trying to copy his life. He started Stryfe Delivery Service and has taken some of Cloud's clients. And if that wasn't infuriating enough, he performs bad service, which, unfortunately, reflects on Cloud. He's losing business and was venting to me about it over drinks. I offered to take care of it for him and he accepted. He had one of Cumulus Stryfe's flyers with him and gave it to me. The address Akalara and Brit were watching was that which was on the flyer. It was obviously a setup."

"Right," Tseng said as Vincent concluded. "And now we are missing a Turk."

"Sir," Akalara said, rising from her chair. "I just want to apologize for what happened to Brit. I should have been more alert and not let them take her."

"No one blames you, Akalara," Tseng told her as she sat back down. "This type of situation has happened before and, unfortunately, will probably happen again. Though we can try to expect the unexpected, every now and then, something like this will happen. It's what we do after the fact that defines us."

"So, who's gonna go get Brit?" Reno asked, his eyes flickering with emotion. "Who knows what those bastards are doing to her."

"The decoy that Akalara brought back is being interogated by Joel and Rude right now," Tseng replied with a smirk. "He'll crack soon."

Kandi burst into the conference room, Sage and Ram right behind her. "Sir," she said, making her way to Tseng and placing a paper in front of him. "We think Brit still may have her cell phone. We sent an automatic charge to keep the battery alive and pinpointed her position using the GPS in the phone. Her current location is in Junon."

Tseng nodded. "Good work," he said. "Now, if only they haven't discovered the phone on her. They could have taken it and placed it in Junon to mislead us."

"If Brit didn't want them near her, there ain't no way any of them touched her," Torr told them with a grin. "She don't take no shit."

Reno nodded in agreement and stood to his feet. "Junon, Bossman," he said to Tseng. "Who's going?"

Tseng stood as well. "Let's see how the interogation is progressing," he said, leading the way to the 'questioning chamber'. "I believe Joel will be able to finish up on his own. If such is the case, I'm sending you and Rude, Reno. Two of the best are required to get the job done."

They entered a room with a glass panel looking into the 'questioning chamber'. It was a two-way mirror, allowing them to see inside but giving the occupants only a mirror to stare into. Rude and Joel both had removed their jackets, ties and dress shirts and were dressed in their black slacks and wife-beaters. The decoy was lying on the ground, twitching, blood dripping from his nose, mouth, eyes and ears. His right arm was angled in a stomach churning way, as was his left leg, from the knee down.

Tseng went over to the intercom and pressed the button. "How are things progressing?" he asked, his voice emotionless.

Rude looked toward the glass and smirked. "Fairly well," he answered as Joel picked the decoy up and set him back in his chair, twisting his left arm back and bringing his elbow down on his bicep, snapping the bone in two, eliciting a shriek from the man. "The kid's a natural."

Tseng chuckled before pressing the intercom button again. "Any information yet?" he inquired.

Rude turned to Joel, who held the decoy's fingers. "That's the boss," Joel told him, taking a finger and pulling it back. "He wants to know where your buddies took his Turk. Now, you know what we are capable of. You've got very few bones left to break. After they are all snapped, the knives come out. And you've got a whole lot of skin that's just begging to be sliced. You gonna tell us what we need to know?"

The decoy panted and swallowed hard. Joel took the little finger of his left hand and bent it back, snapping the bone. The man screamed as tears mixed with blood coming from his eyes. "Ju-Junon," he whispered. "They're in Junon."

"Where in Junon?" Tseng asked, annoyance lacing his voice. "I don't want to spend any time trying to locate them. Where are they stationed?"

"Under the weapons shop," he told him. "In the SOLDIER barracks."

"Thank you," Tseng said with mock civility. "Cure him enough to keep him alive then place him in confinement. If he lied...well, we'll take this fun passtime up again. Good work, Joel. Rude, come with me."

Rude exited the 'questioning chamber', grabbing his jacket, shirt and tie on the way out. He began rearranging his uniform as Tseng spoke. "I'm sending you two to Junon," he said, addressing Rude and Reno. "The information the decoy gave us is consistent with the GPS data we received from Brit's phone. And Turk retrieval is something I need two of my best on. You know the drill."

"No survivors, no witnessess," Reno said, mock saluting him. He slapped Rude on the shoulder. "Kiss your girl. I'm driving the chopper."

Rude grunted and smirked at Kandi. He patted her ass and gave her a kiss. "See ya, Babe," he said.

"Break a leg," she said sweetly. "You know, someone else's."

"Got it," he said, following his partner out the door.

"All right," Tseng said. "Back to work. Sage, keep the charge up on Brit's cell phone battery. We need to know if they move her again."

Sage nodded and grabbed Ram's arm. "We're on it," he said, winking to the blond.

Kandi laughed as Joel came out of the 'questioning chamber'. "Looks like I'm not wanted," she said, rolling her eyes to Katrina.

The red head winked at Vincent. "I'd say not," she said. "They're cute together, though."

Kandi followed her friend's line of vision. "Ever gonna make a move on the vampire?" she asked.

"He's not a vampire," Katrina told her. "Shut up. You're the one fucking the big guy."

"What can I say?" Kandi shrugged. "I like them big and bald."

"Hmm," Joel said, shrugging his shirt back on. "Guess I'll have to shave my head if I want to take you out to dinner then, huh?"

She turned, looking him up and down. "Maybe," she said with a smile. "Maybe not."

He returned the smile. "Guess I need to see if you're actually gonna be worth it," he said as he walked out the door. "I really like my hair."

Kandi's mouth dropped as he disappeared. "I think he just insulted me!" she said with indignation.

She turned. Katrina was leaving with Vincent, Tseng and Elena were walking and talking, and everyone else had left. Pouting, she reached into her jacket pocket and produced a chocolate bar and began to eat it.

"Well...fuck."

A/N: I love making fun of my character! She's such a fucktard. And my own husband dissed me! Anyway, on to Junon to get Brit. Operation: FFR will be postponed until we get our Turk back. Sorry this chapter was late in getting up. I've had a severe head cold and assassinations were the last thing on my mind. Review!!!