"Put your fucking gun down!" Harry removed his rifle from around his shoulder and bent down, he looked to his left at Niall who waited for some sort of instruction. "Go," Harry mouthed, Niall gave Harry a worried expression and he nodded back confirming his demand. "Who are you and who the fuck do you work for?" EDITING (this story got deleted a while back so I'm restarting it) WARNING: Graphic Violence and smut are included in some chapters. PG13