Come Back to Me °°Sequel To What Took So Long°°COMPLETE

Trust Your Gut

To say K.C and the whole team were out numbered would be the hugest understatement ever. Soldiers kept pouring in from all sides when Smilee's voice came across their earpiece. "I know you guys are seein this shit too." Glancing out the building, everyones breath hitched in their throats as the first of four tanks fired off a round. The projectile exploded into the side of the building sending Barney, Christmas and Toll Road across the room. "That's a gang a tanks dude." Ceasar pointed out before diving behind a wall as another missile hit. "What the fuck do we do now?!" Mars yelled. They were all trying to make sure they could see or hear each other. "We gotta get rid of those tanks!" Barney yelled. "Well no shit!" Christmas screamed sarcastically. K.C rolled her eyes and tried to look around when another one hit, spraying pieces of concrete all over her. Shaking it off, she made a run for the huge hole in the wall and jumped through. She kept running, Smilee following suit as she grabbed one of her grenades and pulled the pin, using the baseball skills Brantley tought her to fling the small explosive right on top of the third tank before it exploded, stopping the tank in its tracks. She scoffed and looked back at Smilee, who did the same. "That was fuckin easy." "Thats because they're old ass Russian tanks. Keep throwin 'em, I'll distract the rest." He'd spotted more heading in on foot and dirt bikes, some armed with RPGs. They were really out for them. She nodded as he took off on his own and the remaining tanks went back to what they were doing. Tossing another out, it landed right in front of it as it rolled over it while it exploded. "Definitely thankin Brant when I get home." She mumbled to her self as she tossed another. Looking to her left as the tank she aimed for exploded, she noticed Smilee had stolen one the dirt bikes as he rode around shooting their enemies. The redhead almost wanted to laugh, but it was actually a crazy ass but good idea. Looking back towards the last tank, she saw it was aimed right for her. Quickly pulling the pin out, she threw her last one at the same time the gun fired her way. Exploding into the pillar of the rundown building they were in, the floor started to give way as she did her best to make a run for it so she wouldn't be buried in concrete. Seeing a ladder up ahead for the next floor, she ran as fast as she could, jumping up on the ladder and scurrying up to the top. It wasn't enough to take out the entire floor,  but it did hefty damage. Where she had been standing wasn't even there anymore. Grabbing her gun and tossing it onto the next floor, she hoisted herself up and looked around. Everyone was in her ear yelling at each other, gun shots, explosions and there was a split second she doubted they were making it out. Then the redhead remembered she couldn't let them win. She couldn't let her dad kill her twice. Barney, Death and Dereck deserved a shot at him too. And Menendez, he deserved the worst. They couldn't let them get away with what they were trying to do. They'd all gave an oath at some point in their lives to serve and protect. They'd all served, now it was literally protect. If they got away, not only was America at stake, but every other major country as well. "Everyone needs to chill the fuck out and listen." her ear piece went quite. "We don't need a plan, we have no back up. So we do what we do best. Kill these assholes and then go get the real bad guys. I dont care who finds who first. You see Menendez or Tripp, you shoot them in the fuckin head." No one objected to her tone and got down to business, taking out the cuban soldiers swiftly as if K.C's words had given them more inspiration, which wasn't really what she was going for but, whatever worked.  Making her way over to the edge, she spotted Smilee on a dirt bike and shook her head. Then looking to her right, she saw Barney and everyone making their way through the remaining foot soldiers, eyes out for either of their primary targets. Eyeing everywhere she could, she didnt spot her dad or Menendez, so they either weren't here, or they were hiding like the bitches they were. She decided to get to the ground floor and see what she could find there as she jumped back down to the rubble that was once part of the first floor. Hopping down onto the ground floor silently and on guard, she instinctively brought her gun to aim and slowly looked around. The feeling in her gut wasn't a good one at all, and she'd learned long ago to trust that feeling.  "Whatya plan on doin' doll? Killin' me and movin' on?" She froze and slowly turned around when she heard her dads voice. Keeping her rifle aimed on him, she smirked. "I dunno, you killed your wife and daughter and went on pretty fine." He cocked his head, "I never harmed you Karma." His voice was serious. She scoffed, seeing Smilee out of the corner of her eye dip into the shadows. "I'm no where near the person you wanted me to be. So yeah, I am gunna fuckin' kill you, then that one eyed dipshit you're with and skip the fuck up outta here and back to Brantley." Her dad heard the name and winced. While he'd never really had a problem with them being friends, he made it clear they'd only ever be. The redhead noticed the rest of the team making their way into the room from various places, guns raised, scowls very noticeable. "Besides, you owe three men a damn good explination." Smilee came from the shadows and stood behind her. They all knew what came next. What happens when a brother turns on his team, his family, his country. It wasn't going to be nice.