A.N.) Ok, yeah, it's been quite a while. But school got harder and then work started, so I'm only able to write on my days off. On the bright side, school's out, I'm a Senior now, I moved up at work, I get paid more, meeting more hot guys...it's all good! But I'll quit stalling now and give you the next chapter!
"Small team," Andrew said as they crossed the parking lot.
"You don't need a big ass team to get things done," Cristina replied, looking back at him. "Besides, these guys are some of the best in the field."
"Alright. Point taken. So, who do we have?" Andrew asked her.
"Cristina's navigating," Frank replied, stepping between them.
"How can you navigate if you're chasing?" Andrew asked, ignoring Frank.
"Cause I'm the only one who knows how to navigate worth a damn," Cristina replied. "But don't worry. You get to help."
Andrew wasn't expecting that last remark. He'd be right in the line of danger!
"Wait. You're putting me in the front!" Andrew exclaimed.
"Yeah. We didn't think it would be a problem. You're not scared or anything are you?" Frank asked, mocking him.
The tension in the air between them could easily be felt. But then again, it might have been the humidity.
"Frank, can you go make sure jumper has the cameras set?" Cristina asked him, distracting the two guys.
Frank didn't argue as he walked off, leaving Cristina with Andrew.
"Jumper?" Andrew questioned.
"She's a bit hyper and jumps around a lot, but she's one of the best with a camera," Cristina replied, laughing. "And could you and Frank please get along? Otherwise this is going to be a very long trip."
Before Andrew could reply, a loud blast of music filled the air, disappearing as quickly as it had come.
"Sorry!" someone shouted.
"I could kill him for that," Cristina muttered, walking over to her truck with him.
"Leo. Bad idea to put him in charge of music. Then again, I'm not much better."
"How many trackers you bring?" Andrew asked.
"Three. Four including you. But since you're with us, three," Cristina replied, checking her equipment in the truck. "You'll meet them later."
"Anything else I should know?"
Cristina turned to face her friend, blue eyes meeting blue eyes.
"Look, I know you don't like Frank and he doesn't like you, but both of you need to learn to get along. I'm doing this for you. The least you can do is get along."
With that said, Cristina walked off to finish checking on her team, leaving Andrew the time to think alone.
Cristina had said she wasn't going to do this just for him. But she just said she was. Did the words slip out of her mouth or did she really mean it?
Thoughts kept going through his head as he stood alone, nothing disturbing him until Cristina and Frank came running over.
"Andrew, in the truck! We're outta here!" Cristina shouted as they ran toward him.
"Yeah, now get in!" Frank yelled, getting in behind the wheel.
Andrew jumped in, Cristina right after him. They sped off, the rest of their team following quickly behind.
"So…what are we lookin at?" Andrew asked to either of the other two.
"Dark funnel cloud with strong rotation was spotted about twenty three miles from here," Cristina replied, pulling out one map of many.
"The first few twisters really aren't that bad. I'm sure you can handle an F1 or maybe F2," Frank added, a grin covering his face.
"Don't make me get between the two of you," Cristina said, shooting looks at both of them.
"He started it," Andrew mumbled.
Frank shot him an evil glare.
"Guys, shut it and grow up. We've got a job to do."
A.N.) I know it took forever, but things happen. At least I finished that chapter. And if you don't like it, don't review. I do this for the hell of it. I don't need to hear shit about what I do for fun. Leave it at that.
On to the next chapter…