If It's Dead, We'll Kill It

They did their job, except there was one problem. A few of them got hurt in the process. Christoper was untouched, along with Angelo. Ricky and Ryan were fine - it was TJ and Josh who were badly injured. Josh knew this day would come. After the heist with their prize, they slipped into the night without any witnesses. They quickly sprinted back to the hideout and put both TJ and Balz on medical bed with Grace quickly slipping her gloves on.

"What happened?" The medic asked in a panic and was over by Josh's side in a flash. Grace defiantly didn't want her best friend down her throat. Even though Jack was adopted, she still had the Hispanic temper and stubbornness.

"Booby trap - it came out of no where. We weren't expecting it." said Ricky who was a little dazed.

"It means they knew we were coming." said Christopher who was pacing back and forth with a hand on his chin. "Angelo..." Chris beckoned Angelo to follow him as their leader left the Infirmary room to his study. But before Angelo did leave, he gave Grace a look of worry along with a soft kiss on the lips, which she gave back to him. It was the one thing why Chris didn't exactly like having them at the hideout. They were their weaknesses and he hated the feeling of being weak. But the girls were only their strength. Say, if they were injured during a fist or knife fight; they would fight to see their lovers once again.

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I woke up feeling more refreshed, but still a little tired. It was quiet... a little too quiet for my taste. Something was fishy and I intend to find out what it was.

I exited my room and checked every room we had (excluding Chris' study). I finally stood in front of the Infirmary door and opened it to see Ricky, Ryan, Jane and then Josh and TJ on the beds. My eyes widened. I immediately stepped forward to fling myself quickly to his side, but Ricky and Ryan caught me.

"Get her out of here! She doesn't need to see this!" I heard Grace yell.

Ricky and Ryan finally got me out of the room and I started hitting Ryan in the chest and started cursing him in Spanish. A few seconds, I grew tired and just let him hug me.

"What happened?" I ask, with my voice kinda muffled from his shirt. Ricky told me what happened in little details, but still kept some of the bigger pieces out of his story.

After awhile, Ryan let go of me and gave me a kiss on the forehead and sat next to Ricky on the couch while I started to pacing the floor. Keeping myself entertained was more difficult than teaching a puppy how not to piss all over the carpet.

"Can you stop that? You're gonna put a hole in the floor." explained Ricky. I could tell he was starting to get frustrating with my pacing. Hell, so was I... but I couldn't just sit and wait like that. The Infirmary door opened and I was in front of her in a heartbeat. "How is he?"

"He's stable. He suffered from more major injuries than TJ. TJ only got minor scraps and blood-loss. But, both should be fine." Grace said with a small smile which I returned and gave her a hug and then entered the room and sat in the chair Grace had provided for me next to Josh's bed. I took a hold of his hand and gave it a soft squeeze.

"I don't know if you can hear me, but I want you to have this." I told him as I reached up and took off my dream-catcher necklace and wrapped it around his hand.

I heard a knock on the door and looked over to see Chris and Jane there. I half smiled at them. "Hi..." I said and then turned back to Josh who was sleeping soundly.

"Angelo and I have thought it over..." he paused. I nodded over to him and Jane who were holding each other's hands, "that our organization has a traitor among us."

I looked back over to Josh and just thought to myself. Josh couldn't be the snitch? Could he? No, I'm over thinking this. Josh could never be a snitch. He was too much of a goofball to be one. I mean, sure he was serious about his job, (most of MIW were) but this was ridicules.

"Josh could never be the snitch." I told Chris. I started thinking of a few possibilities. "I'll be right back." I said and quickly exited the Infirmary and went for the private phone. Luckily since Ryan was the firearms expert, he was also a pretty good tech. I punch in the numbers and put the phone to my ear.

"Hola?"

"Jamie, necesito un favor." (#1)

"What ever you need, Princesa." he replied.

I just rolled my eyes. "Just put Vic on the phone." I told him.

"Hold on..." I started to hear yelling in the background and a small crash which I winced at. I just shook my head and saw Angelo standing a few feet away from me. Chris must've sent him to get the information. Whatever.

"In what do I owe the pleasure, Princesa?" Vic spoke. Princess was their nickname for me, since I did come from a rich Hispanic family.

"I need information. I need to know if there's something about a snitch going around?" I asked of him.

"Sí, I did hear something on the streets about an undercover gang member." he told me.

"Do you know who?"

"No, but there are some suspicions going around that it's Escape The Fate."

"Alright, gracias, mi amigo." (#2)

"En cualquier momento, Princesa." (#3)

I hung up the phone and went back to the Infirmary. "I may know who sent the snitch." I told Chris. He nodded to me to keep going. "Vic said it may be Escape The Fate who sent him. All we gotta do is figure out who."

Jane started smirked. Oh great, her evil smile. Well, at least she had something, cause I had nothing.

"I can take care of that." She said with that freaky scary voice of her's.

Chris has defiantly taught her well.