Author's Note: Here is Chapter 9! A relaxing time for both the Task Forces. 

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Chapter 9

Malloy and Williams changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and started walking to the rec room to meet with the others. There was a lot of shouting and talking in the room all dressed casually.

"Holy shit you're like a bunch of chickens. Can you please quiet down?" shouted Williams.

"Come on gals we'll have to divide into two groups, three in one car and three in another. I'll drive one and Daniels you can drive the other and follow me there."

"Will the 141 be joining us?" asked Alex.

"Yeah, they will be meeting us there," replied Williams.

"Oorah!" said Daniels.

They proceeded to the cars and drove at the bar with Daniels following Malloy. They finally arrived and parked the cars and entered the bar.

"Damn, it's been so long since I had a good cold beer," said Allen.

"Try not to get wasted because I am not going to carry anyone back at the base tonight," said Alex.

The bar had a cozy environment; with low lights, a TV in the corner and a lot of photos of soldiers pinned on the wall. They sat around a large table most of them having beer or cocktails in front of them.

"Williams, Alex, how was Afghanistan?" asked Malloy drinking her beer.

"It was hot as hell," complained Red.

"It sucked!" replied Williams, "at least the locals were sexy."

"Williams, we need to find you a man," laughed Daniels.

"Not all of us have a boyfriend waiting for us back home girl," replied Williams.

"How's Derek?" Allen asked Daniels.

"He's fine and was just promoted at the firm he's working at. Also," Daniels paused for a moment and smiled as she raised her left hand revealing a diamond ring on her ring finger.

"Oh my God he proposed!" shouted Collins standing up pointing at her hand. Everyone started cheering and congratulating her and Malloy proposed a toast.

"To the lucky woman, who managed to find an awesome man to torture for the rest of his life. Cheers!"

"Fuck you, Malloy," replied Daniels laughing, raising their drinks and they resumed talking.

"So, a Scottish hottie with a Mohawk? Sign me up for the 141!" laughed Collins.

"He's hot alright, I wouldn't mind training with him," Red winked drinking vodka.

"Hands off ladies," smiled Williams looking at Malloy as the latter rolled her eyes.

"I liked the Lieutenant better," said Allen, "so mysterious."

"We can conclude that the 141 consists of hotties," said Alex slamming her glass against the table.

"Please remember that we're not here on a dating service but to bring down that son of a bitch," said Malloy raising her eyebrows.

At that moment, the door opened and men entered talking loudly.

"There they are!" said Ozone rushing to take a seat near Malloy.

"Hello ladies," said MacTavish nodding at them. "Whoa there Ozone!" he said grabbing him by the arm, "the captain sits near the captain."

"Yes, sir," said Ozone frowning.

"Guys be gentlemen and bring us another round would you?" said Alex raising an empty glass smiling at them.

"You've been here for a few hours and you're already manipulating us?" smiled Worm.

"I'll get it," said Archer, "what are you having?"

"Vodka!" shouted Alex.

"A Russian who drinks vodka? Now, that's a surprise," said Toad as they all laughed.

"Roach, come and help me would ya?"

As everyone had drinks Ghost sat near Williams and they all started socializing with each other.

"Hey everybody," shouted Ozone, "why don't you ladies introduce yourselves we don't even know your names."

"After you 141!" said Daniels.

"Very well, I'll start. My name is Gary 'Roach' Sanderson; that's Ozone, Archer, Toad, and Worm."

"I'm Lieutenant Simon Riley but you can call me Ghost and that is Captain MacTavish as you already know," as MacTavish raised his scotch.

"Your turn ladies," said Roach smiling.

"Fine, I'll start. Sergeant Clare Daniels, Marine Corps," she said flipping her blonde hair and fixing her blue eyes on Roach.

"Sergeant Mackenzie June Allen but you can call me Mac," said the woman with bob black hair and violet streaks, "Rangers lead the way."

"Allen?" asked Worm.

"Yes, I'm Joseph's sister," she said darkly her brown eyes settling on the beer she has in her hand.

"I'm sorry," said Worm embarrassed.

"Collins, you're next," said Williams.

"Private Lainey Collins, US Army," saluted the woman with dark brown hair and brown eyes.

"Don't get too excited Private," smiled Malloy and Collins sat down laughing.

"Sergeant First Class Alexandra Petrov," said Alex sipping her vodka, "and no, I am not related to Major Petrov."

"I thought you were a Sergeant?" asked Ghost.

"She got promoted recently," smiled Williams.

"Congrats. So, from which branch are you Sergeant?" asked Archer.

"I'm a Russian Loyalist. My father trained me; he is an ex-Spetsnaz."

"Lieutenant, you're up," smiled Ghost.

"Lieutenant Charlene Williams, US Marines, Semper Fi," she said raising her beer.

And they all turned to Malloy waiting for her she took a sip from her beer as she proceeded to introduce herself.

"Captain Lisa Malloy, US Army."

"Are you sure you're telling us everything Captain?" said MacTavish mocking her and flashing a smile and Malloy glared at him.

"Fine; US Army then transferred to the C.I.A."

"Nice," said Ozone, "so what type of undercover missions were you sent on?"

"If I told you, I'd have to kill you," said Malloy smiling at him and all the guys went 'ooooh' as Ozone smiled flirtingly at her and told her, "any time." She rolled her eyes at that remark and continued drinking.

The bottles and glasses were increasing on the table as the night went on and the soldiers' faces were getting red. Williams and Ghost were chatting and laughing and Archer and Alex were having a serious discussion about Russia and the US. Collins started screaming as 'Crazy little thing called Love' came on.

"Oh my God I love this song!" she said jumping up and down. She grabbed Roach by his hand and dragged him on the dance floor, "Come on, let's dance!"

Malloy stood up and MacTavish asked her, "Where are you going, lass?"

"I'm going outside for a smoke," she replied, "you wanna come?"

MacTavish nodded as they went outside seeing leaving Roach laughing trying to dance with Collins. As Malloy went outside the door, she lost balanced and started walking sideways.

"Whoa there!" said MacTavish grabbing her by the arms so she wouldn't fall. "You ok?"

Malloy started laughing, "I'm sorry I'm a bit tipsy." MacTavish dragged her to a nearby bench and she took out a packet of cigarettes offering one to him. He gladly took one and offered his lighter to Malloy after lighting his cigarette.

"I didn't know you smoke," said MacTavish surprised.

"Yeah well, I tried to stop but I'm a nervous person so it wasn't such a great idea," she said lighting her cigarette and emitting a puff of smoke.

After a few minutes of silence, MacTavish said, "Tell me about you."

"I already told you, what do you want to know?"

"Tell me more; where you grew up, your family, and friends, what schools you attended?"

"Shit MacTavish you're enthusiastic tonight," laughed Malloy resting her head on his shoulder as she started to get a bit dizzy. MacTavish stood still at this action but decided to put his arm around her and waited to see if she would protest but she did not move.

"I was born in Palermo, Sicily; moved to Italy when I was 5; moved to France when I was 11. I was 16-years-old when we moved to the UK. We stayed here for 2 years before settling in the States."

"Bloody hell, did you have any friends at all?" asked MacTavish astonished.

"No, I did not. I was never that sociable anyway. However, I did learn Italian and French because of all of this moving around so I never complained."

"Why did you move so much?"

"My father was in the Special Forces and was sent all over the world to solve certain conflicts. You know the usual stuff. It was harder on my mother and my sister as well."

"You have a sister?" asked MacTavish and at that time he realized that he knew nothing about her.

"Yes, her name is Louise and she is 30 years old and married. You know I really wanted to join the S.A.S. but I couldn't."

"You wouldn't have managed to pass selection," he mocked her as she sat up and punched him lightly.

"What about your folks? Do you have any siblings?" asked Malloy swinging her head to the side.

"Well, my parents live back in Scotland; we don't talk much. And I am an only child."

"That sucks," she said and after a few seconds she added, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

MacTavish was surprised at this question and stood to look at her for a few seconds. "Erm, no I don't. Do you?"

"My sexual orientation is straight Soap," laughed Malloy and MacTavish's face went red and he stuttered, "What I m-meant was-"

"I know what you meant I'm just playing with you," she smiled. "No, I don't. The last time I had a boyfriend was in college. I don't know how Daniels manages; her boyfriend just proposed and we're in the middle of a war."

"Love works in mysterious ways," MacTavish sighed.

"Okay philosopher let's go back inside," she laughed, "I suspect my squad is doing something stupid and I don't trust them alone."

Malloy entered the bar with MacTavish behind her. Her eyes fell on Williams who was throwing peanuts at Ghost; Collins was teaching Roach and Toad how to dance; Allen and Daniels were talking about the wedding; Archer, Worm, and Red were playing darts and Ozone's eyes were fixed on the TV.

"Guys, it's pretty late we should get back to the base as we need to train tomorrow," said Malloy and her squad groaned. "I'm feeling generous today; you have the morning off. We'll train in the afternoon." And they all cheered as they exited the bar.

MacTavish extended his hand to Malloy and she stared at him.

"What?" she asked.

"You're not driving tonight; you barely walked straight back there. Come on Ms," raising his eyebrows gesturing Malloy to give him the keys.

"Fine Soap," she said giving him the keys as she sat in the front next to him. They drove back to the base and everyone was walking blindly to the barracks to get a good night sleep. Only Malloy and Williams walked with the 141 as they were staying in the same quarters. They said goodnight to each other and everyone went to their rooms.

"So," started Williams raising her eyebrows and smiling, "what did you two do out there huh?"

"We just talked and I'm not going to discuss this with you now because you're drunk," laughed Malloy.

"So are you!"

"At least I wasn't throwing peanuts at Ghost. What the hell was that? Are you nine?"

"He told me I was a sucky Marine so I attacked him."

"With peanuts?" asked Malloy laughing. "I bet he saw his life flash before his eyes," and Williams stuck her tongue out at Malloy.

"I am going to sleep because I need to get over the hangover I will be having tomorrow or I won't concentrate during training."

"Nice thinking Lieutenant. Good night then."

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