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We dropped Nita off at the hospital and made our way back to the M.C.P. in silence but as soon as we got back... well lets put it this Annabelle wasn't happy. In fact she was furious. She started cussing herself both in Morean and the galactic language. "Anna', um, why are you so, angry?" Taylor asked timidly and got the full outbursts of anger. "Why, why!? What do you cussing think, do you think it's easy to run this team? Do you think its easy having everyone expecting grate results like from our predecessors and having us screw up all the time and then I have to cover your cussing asses. Sometimes I don't know why I bother though because you, well every single heterosexual male wants to mate with you and then you can't do you job properly. Then we have Luke, a soft badger of all things a perfect member for the team since he can't fire a machine gun like other badgers and is generally useless everywhere else. The last member of this team is a Fenrrir that screws up every cussing mission without fail." "Annabelle you need to calm down." Luke tried to stop her but to no avail. "But then we have the leader and guess who that is. Well its another (Some Morean insults) Rabbit!" She slammed the door as she left the room.

It felt like hours before the silence was broken. "Did she say what I think she said?" Jake asked Taylor. "She did and I have never heard that used against anyone let alone themselves." "What does it even mean." I asked my mate. "You don't want to know, ever. All you need to know is that it is really bad." We stood there in a silence for a few minutes more. "Doyo' know what I'm going to check on her." " I wouldn't recommend it." Taylor advised. "I said I'm going." I left and started making my way to the living quarters.

Along the corridor one of the walls had suffered from an outburst of anger and her sobbing echoed around. I knocked on her door. "Go away." She said between sniffles. I opened the door and walked in, finding her crying on the floor "You'll have to punish me then because I'm not leaving till you tell me what's wrong." She looked up to me, her eyes were red and her face was wet. "Carrying a planet on your shoulders and expected to do more. You aren't the old 404th and no one realises that. We have never completed a mission without incidence and to top it all off I'm pregnant." "You're pregnant?" she nodded. "Wow, cuss you should have told us. Anyway you know what you said back there wasn't true, I mead some of it was but, um, both of them do their job well. I mean Taylors got our back and Jakes at our side then we got Nita who is incredibly good at her jobs. So that is why I will be handing in my transfer papers." "What? Oh no, no, no you will do nothing of the sorts if I wanted you gone you'd be out but, I might regret saying this, we need you as much as everyone else. Also having you and Luke on the same team means you work better and fiercer. We have a team and a mission. I intend to finish that mission regardless of interruptions. So tell the team to be ready for a lot of paper work tomorrow." I smiled. "Will do ma'am." And left.

Tuesday morning we were up and in the briefing room. Annabelle stood at the head of the table with the projector behind her. "So give me a sit. rep." "We have a target." Luke started. "We have a missing warehouse of W.M.Ds." Taylor continued. "but we don't have a lead or any clues to the location of the warehouse." I finished. "We have a lead!" we turned to look at the new voice. Nita had her arm in a sling and bandaging on her head but was nonetheless fine. "That helicopter can't have crashed from a leaking fuel tank. The first reason is it was self sealing tank and the other is that it still would have had enough fuel to make it to safety in the second tank and reserve." "Good to have you back Nita, so how does that help us?" Annabelle asked. "Random theory the report was faked to get us out of this operation or something like that." "Why?" "Someone is hiding something from us and doesn't want it found. Like a connection to a high ranking official. Or on a random hypothetical theory a terror plot to wipe out the U.A.. Probably the former for drugs or something I don't know how these elfs work." "I have to admit that it is likely that someone wants to hide the leads. Hover I doubt it is someone high up."

"Do we have anything else bar the fact that our H.V.T. might still be alive?" this left us thinking for a moment. "Well," I suggested, "We could go and ask someone if they know where our arms dealer is." Everyone stared at me confused. "I'm serious, we ask a customer or a friendly arms dealer that we captured." "He has no known customers however we know that he and every other arms dealer has been in contact for a while." Annabelle informed "Why? Nita asked. "Why what?" "Well why are they in contact I mean competition and all." "They're not rivals as such because each one specialises in a different thing such as small arms, ammunition, tanks, etc. Maybe they expect a war and want to trade with one of the sides. You know the Royalist and Imperialist are at each others throats." Luke informed. "Still we have an arms dealer who should know something."

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"I told you rabbit I 'ent telling you noting." Needles to say the arms dealer wouldn't speak and it felt like a wasted journey. However Annabelle somehow knew how to make him speak so we let her do the talking whilst we watched from behind a one way mirror. "Listen you deal in explosive weapons such as and usually contact our target for uranium for your explosives." "So, we all in this together don't mean I know stuff." " Conner Mundan, specialist in bombs including W.M.D's. He supplies you with leftover stock and you're telling me you know nothing." "I en't talking." "Ok I can't force you. By the way that car you bought with the profits though is nice." We saw her smiling through the glass but she had her back to the arms dealer.

"What was dat about my ride." She turned to face him and collected the papers on the table. "Well I thought I might get it, call in a favour then get it converted to a clean hydrogen electric engine and legal for Ridoleian roads." "You touch my ride I kill you rabbit." "The problem is we have no information so we have to leave and when we do you won't find me." "You thick girl, you in over your head, you no idea what you getting in to. Listen you dint hear this from me but we all employed by one man lots of money no questions asked. His 'ouse is on Warmick hill can't miss it, big cross. Now leave my car be." "Cross?" "Yeah like this." he drew it on a piece of paper and Annabelle recoiled in horror. "I say noting else."

We met Annabelle outside the interrogation room. "What was it?" I asked. "I hope not what I think it was. If it is we are in too deep but we need more information. So we are going to this house and finding out tonight. Till then we go back to the M.C.P. and rest." She walked off down the corridor and we followed. Kaboom! An explosion ripped through the building sending out a wave of heat and throwing us down with the pressure wave. Alarms blared and sprinklers turned on. I looked back and saw the interrogation room up in flames before evacuating with the rest of the team.

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"Obviously someone didn't want him talking." I was snuggled up to Luke with my head on his chest. All of us had come out with minor cuts and bruises and were let out of hospital almost immediately. "Three minutes earlier and we'd be gone along with him." He ran his hand through my mane and kissed my forehead. "We weren't though come on don't live in the past it's not a happy place." "No, not happy. Yeah, just, you know." We looked each other in the eyes. "I know." He leant forward and kissed me. "but you got to move on. Otherwise you'll get more and more depressed." I smiled at him. "That's why I love you, you're always there for me." "And so are you." We kissed again and spent the rest of the day together, even mating a couple of times.