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The sound of that condescending voice ignited Macallan's fury, quickly turning to frozen hatred and his eyes narrowed with disbelief.

Macenna sauntered out of the shadows of the surveillance room. He casually walked up to Macallan, with his hands outstretched cynically.

"What? No happy reunion hug? No joyous relief to see a familiar face? A family member at that? Why Macallan, I'm crushed," Macenna exaggerated with a flourish of his hand.

"You PIECE of SHIT, ALABAMA, country fuck!" Macallan bellowed throwing his cowboy hat to the side, "your ass is mine now!"

In the blink of an eye he had his hands around Macenna's throat pushing him back the way he came slamming him against the wall.

"You fucking rebel bastard, what are you doing here?!" Macallan bit out, barely suppressing his boiling anger, spraying spittle in Macenna's face.

"I belong here asshole and I made sure your fucking ungrateful ass was rescued!" Macenna choked, grabbing Macallan's hands, desperately trying to loose his brothers deadly grip.

"I don't need your help!" Macallan answered with a harsh growl pressing a little harder against Macenna's neck.

Macenna reciprocated in kind and like lightening, clenching his hands around Macallan's neck and squeezed.

They locked eyes neither willing to give an inch, then with startling velocity they tangled, testing each other's strength with head locks, bitter words and well placed fists.

Splatters of blood flew, the puppy barked and Reese, well he laughed out loud.

James smiled and leaned against the wall at his back for the show.

Lacy and Krisslyn stood up, both their mouths gaping open.

The rest of the men there, having not been truly introduced, all stood up for action but Reese interrupted with a firm, 'stand down,' order, because it should have been obvious to anyone here with eyeballs in their head, hell Reese knew it the moment he had seen Mac at the gas station.

"IS THAT ALL YOU GOT BROTHER!" Macenna screamed hoarsely.

"Oh hell no BROTHER! I'M JUST GETTING STARTED! I've BEEN WANTING TO KICK YOUR fucking ASS FOR YEARS NOW!"

Macallan bounced back ducking a swing and thrusting forward with a quick fist jab to Macenna in the eye.

Macenna's head snapped back but he quickly closed back in on Macallan and tried to knee him in the groin but Macallan was ready for it. He knew Macenna fought dirty. He jumped back and pulled Macenna by the neck and hair, smashing his head to the floor.

"You tell me right the fuck now! What the fuck are you doing here Macenna! You rat assed pansey fuck!" Macallan panted between his clenched teeth. He pulled off of Macenna and backed up two steps until Macenna got up and then he threw fists.

His.

In his twin brothers' face.

Macenna spun around from the rock hard impact, finally caught himself and leaped at Macallan, this time with a knife. He stalked at Macallan like a ninja killer, hunched over and slicing back and forth as he moved forward inch by inch.

"YOU COULD NEVER TAKE THE TRUTH YOU FUCK! That's what just irked me about you Mac! You still can't! I see Lacy with you but she don't look like she's been very well fucked brother.."

Those barbed insinuations infuriated Macallan and he released a howl of indignation. "What makes you think this is about her?" He bantered as he dodged every thrust, cocking his head with a smile, almost laughing at Macenna's poor excuse of a knife fight.

"Because I know it is," Macenna tossed the knife aside and it clattered to the floor and slid over by Lacy and Krisslyn.

Macallan ran and took Macenna in the gut with his shoulder, running him back against a table.

Macenna groaned and bent over in pain but Macallan grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, jerked him up and stared him straight in the face.

"I've gone to jail for giving a lot less of a beating than this, Macenna Crete. And before I'm done you ARE going to tell me how the actual fuck you ended up here in my face," Macallan promised with a deadly calm.

Macenna looked over to the men of the compound painfully. "See? I told you he wouldn't be happy to see me at all and I was right."

Macallan also looked at the men with an accusing glare, right as Macenna whispered in his ear, "I bought the puppy for Lacy, and just look, she already fucking loves it,"

Macallan's eyes squinted and his lips narrowed in anger, his nostrils flared as he took note of the smug look Macenna had, and reared back and head butted him without so much of an apology.

The smack echoed across the room and Macenna sunk to the floor. Macallan zipped around and walked straight up to Reese.

"What the holy fuck is this all about Reese?!" He demanded.

His hands shook but he kept them at his sides, somehow. Only his morals kept him from throwing the old man to the floor, not to mention the several sets of eyes he felt on him. He knew they'd never have it.

Reese did open his mouth to speak but whatever he had been about to say was suddenly drowned out by a forlorn exclamation from Lacy.

"Oh My Godddddah! MAC?! For fucks sake, what's wrong with you?!" She shouted running up to him and kicking him right in the shin. "You total ass!"

Lacy flung around and ran to Macenna, kneeling beside him and helping him to a sitting position fussing over his wounds.

Macenna didn't waste the opportunity to gloat.

"Well at least someone is happy to see me," he drawled taking Lacy by the arms, he held her out where he could see her.

"My god indeed, just look at youuuu! You've become a genuine fox Lacy Thibodaux! Why, I'd say your even cuter than that puppy I got for you," he added with a delighted grin.

"What do you mean? 'You got him for me', Macenna?"

Macenna gave her a hurt look. "Don't you just love him?! Or, oops, should I have gotten a kitten instead?"

"Noooo! But how?"

Macenna hurriedly shushed her. "Now don't you go worrying your pretty head about all the details. There's plenty of time for that later. So do you love him?"

"He's adorable Macenna!" Lacy squealed. "What's his name?"

"Oh I didn't name him. I saved that for you. After all you should be the one choosing his name," Macenna gushed.

Lacy spun around like a dainty doll and scooped the puppy up from the floor to her lap. With a look at Macallan she fondled the pup lovingly as Macenna watched.

"Do you have something for me Lacy?" Macenna asked huskily.

She leaned over to press her lips sweetly to his cheek but his hand tangled in her hair and he brought his head down and crushed his lips to hers in front of God and everyone. Lacy felt her heart jump and she kissed him back hesitantly, moving into his other arm but he pulled away to look at her flushed face and wide eyes, dragging his mouth to her ear.

"If you were mine little fox, I promise, you'd have a very, well fucked, look about you," he whispered so only she could hear.

Lacy felt the fire of some kind of illicit lust burning her insides and she gasped at his comment. But he only smiled innocently.

"Ok little minx, take your puppy and have Reese get you something to eat. I'll check in on you later, okay?"

Lacy nodded mutely her eyes still wide.

Macallan smouldered with suppressed anger. If it hadn't been for Lacy he might have kicked Macenna right in his damn haughty nose, but he knew that was what Macenna wanted and he wasn't about to fall for it. Even though his insides burned with jealousy that Macenna had put his filthy lips on Lacy, he was anxious to get the hell away from his brother. The sooner the better. He would deal with Macenna later on his own terms.

Reese left his comments on the back burner for now. He was ready to get things squared away so he could debrief his team. Macallan would have to wait.

He introduced all his men, giving a small explanation of what each of them did and then he rounded up James' little group and had them follow him.

He led them through a side door which placed them directly in a large galley with attached kitchens and Macallan almost forgot his angst over the shock of finding Macenna here of all places in the whole god-damned world when the smell of hot cooked food reached his nose. His mouth watered with the thought of what was being prepared because it sure smelled delicious.

Lacy was totally preoccupied with her puppy and sat the squirming canine in her lap as she and Krisslyn found seats with Carolyn while James and Macallan sat together at a different table all together.

Reese left them and went in the kitchen where he made himself a plate of food and when he returned he told the others to eat and promised to be back in an hour so he could show them where to bunk.

James and Macallan entered the kitchen where a long steam table held aluminum pans full of steaming food buffet style. The two of them filled plates with beef and potato stew, green beans, buttered bread, fresh tomatoes and even cookies.

Carolyn made a plate for Lacy and brought it to her then she and Krisslyn went back for their meals.

James and Macallan ate in silence for a good few minutes mainly because they were just that hungry but the girls a few tables away giggled and talked quietly as they ate and took turns holding the puppy.

As Macallan listened to Lacy fuss and coo over the pup his thoughts grew dark and jaded.

"What's eating at you Mac?"

"What do you think, James?" Macallan huffed. "The odds of it all. I bet I haven't seen my brother in ten years, and somehow he just magically happens to be here?"

James stared long and hard at Macallan. He admitted he had become partial to the young man and he planned to make sure this brother of his walked a chalk line where the girl was concerned but when Macallan looked up at him, he just shrugged, his eyes hooded with mystery.

"Yeah, nothing surprises me anymore these days Mac."