HERMAPHRODITE

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Three days passed and Jungkook found himself in Jimin's office once again. He'd been a good boy and taken the pills and was now awaiting the results of the latest test.

"Morning kookie." Jimin said as he entered his office, the young agent rising to his feet to return the greeting. Jimin moved to sit behind his desk, laying the piece of formal looking paper onto the surface as he settled into a comfortable position.

"Have you been taking the supplements I prescribed?"

"Yes, hyung."

Jimin lifted the sheet of paper and studied it intently. "Agent Jeon, I am pleased to tell you that your results show that your iron levels have increased significantly since your last test," he said with an eye smile.

"Does that mean..."

"Yes. You are fit for active field duty, effective immediately."

Jungkook clapped happily, a bright bunny smile on his face, "Thanks, hyung."

"You still need to finish the tablets, Kook, there will be another blood test in eight weeks. Any problems come and see me, okay?"

"I will hyung."

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"Ready?"

Jungkook nodded and cocked his gun.

"On my count... One... Two... Three. GO!"

Taehyung lunged forwards and kicked the door open, Jungkook immediately behind him. "MNS agents! Put your hands where we can see them and surrender any and all weapons. You are under arrest!" Taehyung yelled as they burst into the room.

For a brief moment everything was still and then all hell broke loose. The half dozen men in the room scattered, either taking refuge behind any object they could find or trying to make a run for it. Bullets began to whiz through the air and both Taehyung and Jungkook instinctively ducked and rolled behind cover, exchanging fire with the opposition.

The two men who had made a dash for freedom found themselves running straight into the handcuffs of two officers guarding the exits, the remaining four stood their ground and attempted to shoot their way out of the situation.

---Desperate men will take desperate measures---Jungkook reminded himself as he slipped the second clip into the gun and glanced from behind the large crate he was using as a shield.

The splinter of wood just above his right temple re-enforced that thought as the bullet cut through and embedded itself in the wall behind him. He eyed up where the bullet had come from and took careful aim, waiting for his chance.

Taehyung was on the other side, packing cases covered in plastic providing him with shelter. He could see Jungkook preparing to return fire. His heart suddenly shifted from his chest to take residence in his throat. There was another guy just to the left of where Jungkook was aiming and he was preparing to fire just as soon as he had the opportunity. Taehyung wasn't sure if Kook had seen the other man, but didn't get a chance to warn his partner as the two he was engaged with decided to make their attempt to end the standoff.

As bullets flew, Jungkook took his chance. The guy he had in his sights moved and gave him the shot he was waiting for. He was aware of the other man to the left of his target and had figured that he could fire his weapon then tuck and roll to avoid any conflict with the other man. His finger tightened on the trigger, body humming and ready, the adrenaline running freely through his blood and at that moment, his finger pulled tight, the gun exploded; at the same time he dropped, tucked into a small ball and rolled. He felt a slight searing pain along his right biceps and then he was behind another crate pulling his gun up again and returning fire at the guy who had been trying to cover his friend. The man dropped like a stone and Jungkook slumped to a sitting position, his back against the crate, listening to the other men voicing their surrender.