Okay, I'm back with another MacGyver story! Hopefully you guys like it!

Just as a heads up, this story takes place before Bozer finds out about what the Phoenix actually is, but after Nikki betrays them. So it may seem a little unbelievable, but I'm going to claim creative license and say it's going to work *awkward grin* Also, that means it's Thornton, not Matty, and I haven't written dear old Patricia in a while, so hopefully I've not done her a disservice.

Enjoy!

I don't own these characters.

"Come on, Jack!" Mac yelled as they ran through the house. Their cover had been blown, and now they had to work faster to get the package out.

Jack fired off three more rounds to hold off their pursuers before chasing after his friend. "Waitin' on you, now," he called back as he passed the blond. Mac rolled his eyes but didn't respond as they made their way to the room holding their mission.

When they finally reached the door, they found it locked, but that didn't deter Jack. "Here, stand back," he said, backing up a few paces. He lifted his foot and smashed it right above the knob, causing the door to cave in. They pushed through the broken door and found … an empty room. Mac wondered for a moment where their package was, but suddenly there was a yell from behind the door, and the agent barely had time to duck out of the way as a glass cup was swung at his head.

"Woah!" Mac spun out of reach and caught the woman's hand before she could swing the glass again. "Is that how you're going to greet the people rescuing you?"

"Rescuing me?"

"Agent Dram, there isn't a lot of time to explain, but my name is MacGyver. This is my partner, Jack. We're here to rescue you."

"Forgive me for not believing you," she snarled, trying to yank her hand out of Mac's grip to attack him again.

"Hey," Jack said, stepping in to add his help. "Listen, I like your fighting spirit, I really do. But it's gonna make it a little hard to get outta here alive if you keep fighting us every step of the way. How about you let us get you outta here, and then if you still don't trust us, we let you bash your glass against the kid's head then?"

Mac stared at Jack incredulously.

"Hey, if you can sacrifice my phone any time you want, I think it's my turn to promise something outrageous," Jack defended.

"A phone is replaceable!"

"She wouldn't hit you that hard!"

The woman stared at them in confusion. "I'm sorry, who are you guys again?"

MacGyver turned back to her and let go of her hand slowly, ready to grab her if she tried to clock him again. The men chasing them shouted as they came down the hallway, and Jack quickly made his way over and began barricading the broken door. "We work with the government," Mac explained.

"And that's supposed to make me feel better? They disavowed me. Left me here for dead. Why would they send someone now?"

"Because we're who they call when they can't get involved," Mac said, trying to hold back his temper.

The shouting was getting closer; the men were almost upon them. Mac knew that the barricade Jack had put up wouldn't hold up for very long, and it wouldn't shield them from bullets if the men decided to cut their losses with their prisoner and just fire into the room. The woman had turned to look as well with a worried expression. Apparently she'd had similar thoughts about whether or not her usefulness had been dried up.

"Hey, hey, hey. Look at me." Mac snapped his fingers to get the woman's attention. "Listen: Do you trust me?"

"I just met you," the woman replied, sounding slightly cross. Mac huffed.

"Fair point, but right now, me and my partner are the only things between you and your next interrogation. So you can either trust us enough to get you out of here, or you can wait around for those men to break through the door."

"Mac, I can't hold 'em back much longer," Jack called out. "Whatever you got planned, we gotta do it now!"

MacGyver stared the woman in the eyes. She still looked scared, but she finally nodded, and she reached out for Mac's offered hand.

"Jack, come on."

Jack didn't need to be told twice. He finished pushing the one last piece of furniture in front of the door, then followed his partner over to the window. Agent Dram stared at the two of them incredulously as Mac opened the window and looked out.

"What are you doing? This is your escape plan? We're going to jump?"

"Unless you can think of a different way down?" MacGyver looked back at the undercover agent, who didn't answer. "Right then. Okay. Here we go." Mac glanced at the ground, two stories down. They weren't that high up, but it was still messing with Mac's mild acrophobia. He shook his head though, and forced himself to forget about the height. "Ready?"

"No," the woman said. "But do I have a choice?"

"...No, not really. Jump on one. Three … two … one."

0-0-0

"You're lucky it's just a twisted ankle," Thornton admonished her agent as the blond sat in a chair. "Jumping out a second-story window? What were you thinking?"

"I was thinking that I'd make it fully into the pool, not just … most of me," Mac replied. "The important thing is that Agent Dram is safe."

"The important thing is that you keep yourself safe so you can continue to go on missions," Thornton said, folding her arms and staring at her agent.

"I'm fine," Mac insisted. "Really, I am. I don't need to take any time off; I can keep going out."

"Not until you see a doctor."

"Thornton, that's really not necessary. I'll just ice and wrap it at home, and-"

"Doctor. Now."

Mac met his director's stare.

"That's not a request, Agent."

MacGyver almost rolled his eyes, but thought better of that action. "Yes ma'am," he muttered.

0-0-0

"Just don't do anything too crazy, and that ankle should heal up just fine," the doctor assured MacGyver as the blond began walking out.

"Thanks," Mac said, shrugging on his jacket. He didn't bother mentioning that his job was full of crazy. He'd just take care of it as much as he could. As he walked out the door and into the waiting room, he didn't notice the woman standing by the door, leafing through papers in her hands, and he couldn't stop himself as he knocked into her.

"Oh geez, I'm sorry," Mac said, immediately dropping down to help her with her fallen items. He moved too quickly though, and put too much weight on his ankle at once, and had to sit down to make his ankle stop throbbing. As he waited for the pain to die down, he held out the papers he'd gathered to the woman.

"Thanks. Hey, you okay?" she asked as she accepted the papers. She stood and offered her hand to the young man. With an embarrassed smile, Mac accepted the help up.

"You're asking if I'm okay? I'm the one who wasn't watching where I was going."

"Yeah, you're right … think we should exchange insurances?" she asked with a wink.

"Well it probably wouldn't be hard for you to find it, if it's in that stack of papers you're carrying."

"You're right, it's in here somewhere." The girl looked at Mac. "I'd be willing to forget about you bumping into me though if I can get your number and we get coffee sometime."

"Are you bribing me?" Mac asked with a laugh.

"It's not a bribe," the girl insisted, though she had a mischievous glint in her eye. MacGyver hesitated, not sure if he was ready to get into another relationship, and she seemed to sense it.

"Hey, it's not like I'm asking to move into your place or get married. It's just coffee," she persuaded. Mac looked at her again, and suddenly he heard Jack in his mind, silently telling him that he was still hung up on Nikki. With that thought, Mac made up his mind.

"Yeah, sure. Here, let me give you my number." He took her phone and put his number in her contacts under the name "MacGyver".

"MacGyver, huh?" she asked when he handed back her phone.

"My friends call me Mac."

"That's a little more normal." She smiled at him. "Well, Mac. I'll see you soon then." She finished putting her papers back in a neat pile, then went and sat in the waiting room, obviously still waiting for someone seeing a doctor. MacGyver smiled and nodded, then left the room. As he made his way to his car, his phone beeped with a new text message.

Kristy Wixom :)

Sorry, kind of a weird place to end it, and not a lot of action in this chapter, but I promise, the action is coming :} You guys know me; I can't write a story without action. Unless you've been reading my Avengers one-shot stories. But that's just to expand my writing skills XD

Anyway. I promise, the action is coming.

Let me know what you think!