Page 6 of Liberating Mallory

“Ian, with your permission, I’d like to go to Colorado to help with the search for Mallory. She’s technically one of ours too.” Darius asked Ian, hope in his voice.

“Red?”

“Well, you said a while back Knight was a SEAL, we could use his expertise. Anyone you can spare would be great! Especially if you can spare Egghead. We could really use his computer skills. Oz is deployed at the moment and no telling when they will be back.” Pratt buttered Ian up with her request.

“I’ll let Fancy know I’ll be heading out for a few days, if that’s ok with you Ian. I’ll go with Knight and Abbott who’s wiggling in her seat to go also.” Brody informed Ian, giving his consent to the team on the phone.

“Alright. I’m sending you Evans, Knight and Abbott. I’d be there myself, but I’m really hesitant in leaving the family right now.” Ian confirmed to Pratt as he nodded to the three to head out.

“I understand Ian. No need to explain. I’ll keep you advised of what’s going on, or I’m sure one of your guys will. Thank you, Ian.”

“No thanks needed, ladies. Just bring our girl home, safe and sound.” Ian advised the women on the phone.

“That’s the plan. Heaven help whomever took her.”

5

Alpha Squad and Opie spent the next several hours going over everything that Sheriff Collins gave them so far in the hunt for Mallory. York and Diesel had headed out to the prison to get a face to face with Darrell Greenly after they had checked into their rooms.

So engrossed in what they were doing, they all jumped when a loud knock sounded on the door where everyone had gathered. Pratt stood up, pulling her weapon out and walked over to the door. When she looked back at the others, they had also stood with their weapons drawn and raised. Opening the door, she looked at the five individuals standing outside the door.

“Umm, I thought we were only getting Evans, Knight and Abbott. Didn’t know we needed to have a buffet handy for you, Carter! Although, I’m ecstatic we have Jordyn here now!” Pratt winked at Carter and Jordyn.

“There’s always room service.” Super spy, T. Carter replied, stepping into the room, a smirk on his lips when he saw all the guns being put away.

Everyone chuckled at Carter’s usual response. Pratt hugged Carter, Jordyn and Brody as they came into the room.

“Not much longer until you pop there, darlin. Shouldn’t you be on bed rest?” Brody asked, rubbing Pratt’s large baby bump.

“I have a little over three weeks left to go. Supposed to go on Maternity leave next week, but I’m not leaving Mallory to God knows what.”

“Does Highlander know you’re here?” Carter questioned with a look in his eyes that had Pratt looking at the ground.

Pratt kicked an invisible object on the ground, swaying as if she was a child getting into trouble. “Well, see…”

“Laura?” Brody asked, backing Carter up, their dom voices kicking in.

“He’s been deployed for the last three weeks. I sent him an email before we left. Marcus knows we’re here.” Pratt said, sticking her tongue out at both men.

“Fuck a duck.” Brody mumbled, his hands on his hips.

“Fuck” Carter said at the same time, shaking his head.

Both men speaking at the same time caused everyone to chuckle as Pratt shrugged while both men stared her down.

“It’s not like I’m going to be on the active parts of the investigation with the girls. I’m doing everything but the fun shit!” Pratt defended her decision.

“Fun shit?” Jordyn Alvarez asked, laughing.

“Yeah, you know…kicking ass, shooting dumbasses, blowing shit up! You and Carter are here, so, no pew pew fun time with the sniper rifle for me.” Pratt pouted, sticking her tongue out at Jordyn who just chuckled.

“Pew pew fun?” Lindsey ‘Costello’ Abbott asked, laughing and slapping her leg at the same time. “I like that.”

Brody chuckled, shaking his head. “I’m watching you, Red. Since I’ll be doing most of the computer stuff, you’ll be glued to my side.”

“Might wanna talk to Fancy first, stud muffin!” Pratt retorted, hands on her hips, ignoring her teammates chuckle as Brody stared her down. ‘Fine! You win!” Pratt drug out the ‘n’ as she threw her hands up in the air.

“Something tells me you’ve been racking up them spankings lately.” Carter mused, smirking as he watched Pratt’s movements.

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