A/N: I am so excited to finally be able to post this story, it has been a LONG time coming! I want to thank Booksfallquietly for the super-super speedy Beta! And as always I unfortunately don't own MacGyver! Make sure to leave a review or kudos if you have enjoyed!
Angus MacGyver was just about to slot the screw in the hole when his phone went off; glancing at it he saw that it was his boss, Matilda Webber. She had sent out a group text telling his team to come to the war room for a debriefing. He huffed; this project would only take a few more minutes. She would never know he decided. Turning his focus back to the project, the phone again went off. This time with a personal message, 'Now means NOW Blondie!' Well crap. He took off his lab gear and hurried down to the elevators running into the opening doors, and almost colliding with one of his teammates, Jack Dalton.
"Whoa there Bud. I was just coming to get you." Holding up his phone for Mac to see, "We've been summoned." Jack punched the number in the elevator and the doors closed. Mac looked at Jack, the man looked entirely too smug.
"What have you been up to?" Mac questioned as he turned to fully face his partner.
"Moi?" Jack's face was the very picture of innocence.
Mac looked him over, but couldn't find any sign of, well anything, odd. As the doors opened Jack strutted out, with Mac trailing after him. They saw that both Riley Davis and Wilt Bozer were already in the War Room, and Matty was tapping her foot impatiently. "Nice of you to join us." The sarcasm fairly dripped from her voice.
"Sorry," Mac said contritely as he scooped up a few paperclips before giving his attention to Matty. Jack on the other hand just kept on grinning and dropped into a chair while Mac remained standing near Riley's perch on the arm of her favorite chair.
"Dalton, I don't know or care what is going on in that warped brain of yours, but wipe that look off your face and pay attention." Jack just grinned bigger. With a sound of disgust, Matty began the briefing.
"The Secret Service contacted us asking for our help.."
Bozer excitedly cut in, "They finally need me to help protect the president? Or maybe they need a stand-in and heard about my excellent mask making skills!"
Mac, using his professor's voice started in, "That could be, or most likely, they need help with counterfeiting money. Did you know an early counterfeiter was a woman named Mary Buttersworth? "
Jack frowned, "Like the syrup?"
Mac nodded, "Just like the syrup, she would use a cheesecloth and iron the ink form one bill onto a blank paper thus creating a new bill."
Matty took back over, "Thank you baby Einstein. Yes, Mac, they need our help with a counterfeiting case, which if everybody is done interrupting I'll continue telling you about." Matty sent a glare around the room. Riley held up her hands in an 'I'm innocent' gesture. Mac and Bozer both muttered sorry, while Jack just observed. So Matty continued "A lot of counterfeit money has been showing up at a rural school in Tennessee" Matty touched the screen and a map of the area appeared on the big screen. "The name of the school is, Lawrence Elementary School." Another tap and the homepage of the school popped up. "The Secret Service has investigated, and they cannot find anything. So you're going to go undercover to hunt down the person or persons responsible. We have your new positions ready to go, Riley"
Riley switched the view on the large screens behind Matty from a map of Tennessee and the school's homepage; to a view of their new school ID's. Matty informed them of their assignments. "Ok, Mac you will be filling in for the Pre-K teacher while she is on maternity leave." Mac made a face but wisely didn't say anything. Matty paused sending another glare Jack's way after he let a few chuckles slip. The next ID popped up, "Jack, you will be the new janitor" Snickers came from both Riley and Mac while Bozer patted Jack's arm in sympathy. "I figured you were used to dealing with crap all day so it should come naturally." Turning to Riley, "You will be going as the IT teacher, for obvious reasons."
Bozer raised his hand, "What about me Boss lady?"
Matty narrowed her eyes at him, "Do you know how hard it was just to get the three of them in? We got lucky with the Pre-K teacher and her going on maternity leave, then the IT teacher messed up her leg, but we had to promise the janitor an extended vacation to grab his spot."
"Sorry," Bozer muttered.
"Don't worry, you're going in as backup, to run surveillance on the school, and act as a liaison officer between the team and the bank. The Secret Service has vetted everybody, and no red flags were raised, so we will be starting from scratch. Also, a concern is the rumor that they might be involved with a cartel. So be on your toes! I'll have a more complete dossier for each of you on the plane. You are wheels up in three hours. Dismissed"
Mac figured that with three hours that should give him just enough time to finish his project, run home for a shower and shave, and grab his go bag then he should just make it to the Phoenix's hanger in time for takeoff. As they exited the War Room he turned left to head back to his lab, Bozer asked.
"Hey man, where you going? Homegirl and I rode with you."
"Yeah Mac, and for this mission, I've got to get some new threads, cause I don't think most of my clothes are school approved." The last sentence was delivered with an eye roll.
Crap, he had forgotten that, and Jack's place was in the opposite direction of theirs, so he felt bad about asking Jack for a ride. He signed wishing he hadn't carpooled, oh well. Jack came up behind him and slipped an arm around Mac's shoulder, and said, "If you'll give Bozer your keys, I'll bring you to the house once you are finished with your little science experiment."
Mac opened his mouth to tell Jack exactly what he was doing, but then closed it thinking that it just wasn't worth it, instead he dug out his keys and handed them over to Bozer. Bozer accepted then but asked Jack, "Don't you need to head home, and grab some clothes and other items?"
"Nah, you should know by now that I'm always ready to rumble." With a chuckle, both Riley and Bozer walked off towards the parking lot, while Jack and Mac headed back towards the labs.
"Thanks, Jack," Mac said. "This should only take me a few more minutes I was almost done when Matty summoned us."
"Don't worry, that's what family's for Bro. You head down to your lab and I'll grab my gear from the locker room. If you don't meet me in the parking garage in 30 I'm gonna come drag you out of that lab of yours, capeesh?" Mac huffed a laugh, gave a thumbs- up, and hurried off.
Thirty minutes later almost on the dot, Mac appeared at Jack's car out of breath from having run to make it there in time. Jack had been leaning back against the car, but he stood up when he saw Mac approaching. He made a huge production of checking his watch. "Nice of you to join me here Bud."
Mac flashed him an embarrassed smile, "Sorry, I guess I needed to do more in the lab than I thought." He then opened the door threw in his satchel and climbed in the passenger's seat. "Home, Jeeves."
Jack adopted a fake English accent, "But of course, sir. Any other requests, sir?"
Mac was laughing too hard to say anything. After Jack had been driving a few minutes he asked Mac, "So what do you think of our new assignment?"
Mac sighed and ran his hand through his hair, "I don't know. Me as a Pre-K teacher? Couldn't the 8th -grade science teacher be on maternity leave? Or even the Physical Education teacher, or a math teacher. Those I could do, but Pre-K I have no earthly idea."
"Hey, you've always been great with my nephew. In fact, I'm pretty sure he likes you more than me."
Mac laughed, "He only likes me more because I always make his toys work better. Toys that I should mention you buy him."
Jack shrugged, "I'm sure you are gunna do fine, don't worry. Well, I shouldn't say don't worry, I'd start worrying if they come at you with pitchforks or duct tape" Jack shot Mac a quick grin.
"Haha, and I'm sure you would be the one supplying them with these items?" Mac answered glibly.
"I can neither confirm nor deny that allegation," Jack said laughing. "I have to do something to make those little ankle bitters like me." Jack thought for a minute, "Maybe I should always carry candy with me and give it to any little kid that looks like they might kick me? Or I could just give it out to all the kids! Oh, my nickname can be called the candyman!" Jack nodded, "I think that should work just fine!"
Laughing Mac answered, "I think the teachers would frown on you getting their kids hyped up on candy."
Jack looked like he was thinking about it for a second, "You might have a point, but I'm thinking about doing it anyway."
Mac rolled his eyes, then leaned forward to turn up the radio that had been playing quietly. The silence was easy between the two friends. Pulling into the driveway Mac sprang out of the passenger's side seat and sprinted into the house while yelling back to Jack, "I'll be back quickly."
Barging into his house Mac quickly passed Riley and Bozer trying to pack Riley's new clothes into her regular suitcase, but they were not having much luck. Huffing a laugh he moved quickly through his room. He grabbed all his toiletries he would need for a shower and an extended mission intending to throw everything in his toiletry bag as soon as he was done with them. He had hurried through his shower, and was brushing his teeth when he heard someone beating on the door. He tried to holler back with a mouth full of toothpaste, but it sounded like someone getting gored, but Jack understood him.
"You can put out the fire there pal, Matty extended our timetable by a couple of hours. Something about the pilots, I reminded her that I am a pilot, but she just laughed at me, and hung up." Mac could hear Jack clearly, so he assumed that he was lounging beside the door just waiting for him to come out.
Spitting out the mouthful of toothpaste he had Mac answered, "K, thanks!"
"No problem partner, so what do you think it's going to be like being a teacher, like responsible for shaping children's minds and stuff? Your old middle school teacher thought you did a good job with his students. so these ankle biters shouldn't be too hard. Right?" Mac heard Jack pause for a second and wondered what he was doing. The only time Jack hovered outside his bathroom door was when he had been hurt, and thankfully the only injury he had had lately was a bad paper cut. Then it dawned on him. He opened the door almost causing Jack to fall from where he had been laying up against the door, and he leaned out to look at Jack,
"Are you nervous?" Mac questioned incredulously.
"No!" It came back too quickly tipping Mac off as to what the real problem was. Mac came fully out of the bathroom to grab his clothes and stepped back in leaving the door opened between them. "What's there to be scared about? The janitors were the most well- liked staff in the school."
"Really?" questioned Jack, "Cause it was mighty different when I went to school. Only losers talked to the janitors, and the older kids would throw spitballs at her. Why do you think I suggested the candy?" Even though Mac couldn't see Jack's face, but he could tell from his voice that he was doing that scrunched face, "We may have run her off my 7th -grade year, and two other janitors before my class graduated." He sighed, "We were some little shits back then."
Mac stepped out this time fully dressed and using the towel that had been around his waist to dry his hair. "Jack, I'm sure it won't be like that. Like I said earlier the janitor at Bozer and I's school was everybody's friend and an awesome guy." Mac gave Jack a huge grin as he ducked back into the bathroom to grab his toiletries. "In fact, he used to help me get some of the ingredients I would need for some of my science experiments."
"Yeah, I'm not sure all of those 'experiments' were strictly for science," Jack commented catching Mac's toiletry bag as he threw it at Jack's head. "I'm taking that as a yes!" Mac laughed and quickly finished packing with him and Jack joining the others in the living room.
Coming out of the living room Mac saw Bozer standing in the kitchen opening every door and quickly writing something down on a pad that he was holding. After shooting Jack a quizzical look Mac asked, "Ummm, Boze, what are you doing?"
Bozer's head popped up over the counter, "I'm making a list, and going to check it twice! This is my second possible long mission, I'm making a list of things I will need in our kitchen to make sure we have good food. I'm not forcing you to have to eat cafeteria food unless I have too."
Mac shook his head, but Jack asked, "What's wrong with cafeteria food?" He looked genuinely confused.
Bozer looked horrified, "Cafeteria food is horrendous, the last time I ate at my school's cafeteria I got food poisoning! True story bro! Ask Mac if you don't believe me." Then he went back to taking inventory. Mac shook his head and walked over to where Riley was trying to zip her unusually full suitcase closed.
"Need some help?" he offered.
"If you sit on it maybe I can zip it," Riley suggested looking frazzled. They had just gotten it successfully zipped when Jack come over dragging Bozer.
"It's go time, grab everything you need and let's head out" Jack ordered. It was time to head to Tennessee.
"All right the thousand dollar question is, who's car we going in?" Jack asked
Riley stated, "Mine is still back at my apartment, so I'm out."
Jack volunteered, "well if Riley and Bozer want to ride on Mac's and mine laps then we could take my car."
Bozer and Riley looked less than thrilled at that prospect. Mac sighed, "Fine we can take my Jeep. There should be enough room for all of us plus the luggage."
Riley hefted her bag, "Hopefully there will be."
A/N2 Ok so this Wednesday will be my 1 year MacGyver ficaversary (that's totally a thing right? lol) So to celebrate I will start posting another story of mine that I just finished, "There to Back you up." The summary: When Mac is injured with people after him he puts his life in the hands of a stranger. I hope you'll take the time to check it out also! Thanks!
