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(BB)

I can't wait to get out of here. I knew I had a job to do, but I was plenty tired...

I need a nap dude.

Dylan was asleep and so was like half of the rest of us, on our way to slumberville, because Bruce is very long winded and dare I say... boring as fuck!

His voice is like a repetitive child's lullaby... constantly, going on and on and ON!! Dill had already made an eyewitness statement, confirmed the sketch drawing Vic created from Terra's description, and with the profile fitting the surveillance footage, it was definitely the same girl that killed the two agents and informant.

I looked over at Robin and saw that he had a hard on (not literally, heh-heh) for capturing and executing everyone involved with Scathe! I'm saying, if he could spit bullets, then he would at this point!

"This case is of the up-most importance! We have to shut it down by any means agents! If we have to shoot to kill, then that's what we'll do! These monsters wouldn't think twice about tearing you to shreds so... as your captain, I give you the authority to take them out! I don't care if they are at they're at the capitol building or in the park with their children... kill them!" Bruce said and my eyes grew huge! I looked at Vic and he was listening intently! He knew I had Raven at home.

He wouldn't kill her... right?

I looked at Star and then QB and they had a hurtful expression on their faces. They knew that Raven is Scathe, and she's with me.

Would they kill her?

Then I looked at Robin. The look on his face was... how do I explain it... itchy. He looked as if he was ready, eager to pull the trigger on whoever he thought was Scathe. I know he would kill my bae, without a seconds notice!

Shit my son was born in Scathe, and that's makes him a part of it!

Would he kill him too?

I don't know if they were training him! Who knows what Ravager was teaching him from the time he had his first taste of infant formula!

Ugh... this shit is driving me nuts!

My friends will hurt my beloved ones, my family, and for what, a stupid badge of honor? A fucking promotion! A cheap ass gold watch after retirement! ARGH!!

Ah-huh, I need to calm down. I have to get a handle on my thoughts before I ... snap!

'No one, and I repeat, NO ONE is going to do anything to Garfield Mark Logan Jr, or Raven Marie Roth! Not my family, not mines dude!

I'd hate to be proven wrong because I'm not the one to be underestimated my friend! Not at all, especially when it comes to my babies!

Sure I'm an easy-going, fun loving guy that lives life like it's golden but, I WILL kill or be killed for mines, no questions asked...

I'm so serious!' My thoughts consumed me as I looked around the room, as Bruce continued to rant...

"So on that note, agents dismiss." He was cut short from his secretary coming in, no doubt running like she was in a 500-meter race.

"Sir... (pant) I think you... (pant, swallowing hard) I think you need to see this." She finally got it out, clicked on the local news, and us primary agents stopped in our tracks.

(Newscaster)

"In other news. A home in the Park Land sub-division was set ablaze after some grewsome murders had taken place in that neighborhood. Reports tells us that no one was in the home during the time, as the family SUV seemingly blew up in the garage, causing the home to burn down to the studs! Brent..."

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