A/N: It's Retrieval Time!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but this bitchin' plot.

Reno landed the chopper on the airstrip in Junon and began flicking the switches to shut the engine down. "All right, Partner," he said as he put his headphones on the control panel. "Let's get our girl back."

Rude nodded and lept out of the chopper, going to the back to retrieve their gear. As soon as he opened the hatch, a rumpled mess of black suit and sable hair came pouring out the back, landing with a thud on the rain dampened concrete.

"Owie," she said, rubbing her backside.

"Niki-chan?" Reno asked, staring at her in disbelief. "What the hell? Why are you here?"

Niki stood up and dusted off her suit. "I want to help get Brit back," she said, her eyes misting over with tears. "For you. Because I know how much you like her."

Reno's fierce glare softened and he took her in his arms. "Tseng's gonna suspend you for this, you know that?" he asked, stroking her hair.

"I'll claim insanity," she answered with a grin. "Come on. Let's go get her."

Brit grinned as her foot connected with the throat of another guard on her route to escape. She was rather insulted that Cumulus had only posted two guards at her cell and three more along the way. Well, so far anyway. True to her word, she hadn't killed the one who had given her gum. She just knocked him unconscious for about 3 hours. And dislocated his shoulder. And broken his leg. Not much harm done.

Her shoulder was beginning to throb where the bullet was lodged. She knew she needed medical care. Though she hated doctors, they did have their usefullness, such as removing bullets and prescribing some kick ass pain meds. Oh yeah, she was looking forward to the pain meds.

Humming to herself, she continued to walked until she reached the main drag of Junon. The shops lined the streets and she noted she had been under the weapons shop. Then she stopped and grinned.

"Hello, hello," she said, walking around the six-cylinder Valkyrie. She reached into the hidden pocket of her jacket and produced her lock picks, hot wiring the bike in 3 seconds. She stradled the bike and smirked. "Oh yeah, Baby. Let's you and me go for a ride."

She revved the engine and gunned it, leaving a trail of rubber and smoke where she had been. Brit manuevered the bike through the streets toward the airstrip. She figured that be the easiest way to escape via her commandiered bike. She avoided pedestrians, making sure not to harm any of the innocent people of Junon. Suddenly, she caught a shock of red and stopped, the tires of the bike screetching to a halt.

"Reno?" she asked herself. She let loose an ear piercing whistle and the red head, accompanied by Rude and Niki turned. Brit gave them a cocky wave. "Sup guys? Fancy meeting you here. Is their a party I wasn't invited to or something?"

Reno grinned at her and shook his head as they made their way to her. "We're here to rescue you," he said, moving her suit jacket off her shoulder and inspecting the wound. "Need to get your ass to the doctor, Brit."

"Yeah, it's lodged in their pretty good," she commented. "Stopped bleeding though, so I don't think its too bad. Just a little tender so STOP POKING IT!"

Reno removed his hands and held them up. "Okay, okay," he said. "Ungrateful bitch."

"Whatever," she said. "Y'all bring a chopper or what?"

"It's at the airstrip."

Brit patted the bike. "Got room for my new toy?" she asked hopefully.

"'Fraid not, Babe," Reno said with a grin. "Just a small chopper."

Brit got off the bike reluctantly. "Damn," she said. She wobbled a bit, due to her blood loss. Rude caught her before she fell.

"You okay, Brit?" he asked.

She grinned as the big guy scooped her into his arms. "I think I'm still hungover as hell from the other night," she replied. "So, I get three Turks sent after me? I must be special."

"Two Turks and a stowaway," Reno corrected as they headed back to the chopper. "Don't go gettin' a big head about it, aight?"

"Bitch," she grumbled. She turned to Niki. "Sup girl? Get any good digs in on Akalara while I was on vacation?"

"Waiting til you got back," Niki answered, skipping a little next to Reno. "Got something really good planned. Wanted you to be able to enjoy it."

"Don't get in trouble with the Bossman," Brit said. She gestured to Reno. "He ain't worth it."

"I heard that," Reno grumbled. Rude chuckled as he settled Brit into the back of the chopper and Niki climbed in beside her.

"Try to keep her conscious, okay Niki?" Rude instructed.

Niki saluted. "You got it, Cueball!" she said with a grin. She turned to Brit. "So, how'd you get out?"

"Picked the lock on the jail cell and kicked some guards ass," she said. "You know, standard Saturday night."

Reno flipped the switches on the chopper and lifted the bird into the air. "Well, this was slightly disappointing," he stated. "We didn't get to kill anyone."

"I killed four, it that's any consolation," Brit told him with a grin. "That's one for each of us, so quit your bitchin'."

Rude shook his head and called Tseng on his cell phone. "Retrieval complete, Sir."

Mission Report: Brittany, Rookie; Second Level, retrieved from captors.

Turks Assigned: Reno and Rude

Status: Veteran Turks

Specialties: See individual profiles

Target: N/A

Death by: N/A

Mission Complete

A/N: Woot! Brit's back! Now, what happens next? You can't just capture one of Tseng's people and expect to go on as if nothing ever happened. Oh no...doesn't work that way. Reveiw!