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Hello! I just had this idea, so I just really wanted to write about it! :-) There aren't that many stories with Jack and Mac in the military, so I decided to make one. I know I am not that experienced in writing fanfics, but I hope you enjoy it!

MacGyver walked out of Carter's tent. He was his partner when they did patrol together, but he didn't exactly like Mac. So, this time, when Mac made a mistake, Carter wasn't too happy with it.

As soon as they got back, Carter shoved him into the corner of a collapsible table and scolded him on his carelessness. It was fine, Mac thought, It was just anger that was a one-time thing. Boy, had Mac never been so wrong in his life.

Jack noticed that Mac was hurting the next morning when they were doing their morning jog around the base, "Are you okay, Mac?"

Mac realized Jack had seen him struggling the whole morning and tried to shrug it off, "Yeah, I just bumped into the corner of the table. It isn't that bad; it can heal easily."

"Alright, Mac. I will give you 2 days, and if you are not better, I will haul your butt over to a doctor, regardless of any complaints," Jack said, slowing down to meet Mac's slightly slower pace.

"Deal. Hey, do you want to cool down? I have to do patrol in an hour, and I really don't want to be late," Mac said, thinking about Carter, even though it was just once.

"Alright, man. Take it easy, though. I don't want you hurt any further than you already are. Do you mind also showing me the injury, though, so I know it isn't bad, as you say it is?" Jack said, knowing a glare would come.

And Jack was right again, "I am fine, it's just sore from the running."

After their cooldown, Jack spoke to Mac, "Remember our deal. And don't try to hide anything, you are getting checked out either way, hurt or not."

Mac gave him an expected surprised look, "That is not what you said. You said that if I was-"

Jack cut him off, "I know what I said, and I take it back. You will get checked out so I know my EOD Tech is fine."

Jack walked off, leaving no room for argument from Mac. When Jack was gone, Mac lifted his shirt to see black bruises on his left side. Wow, Mac thought, Carter did some damage.

When he was ready and clean, Mac went to Carter's tent for patrol. They were exploring an empty town that might be a threat to the military. It was farther than usual, so they packed extra water and food. No bad signs were given from each other, so Mac thought that it was fine and nothing had changed.

As soon as they got to the town, Carter locked Mac into an abandoned building. Mac didn't know that he locked him in there on purpose, so he just thought the door was jammed and couldn't be opened right now.

But, before he could do anything, everything went dark around him.

He heard faint voices outside of the building and noticed that they were in his group in the military. People kept on shouting, "He's in here, I see him!" or, "How do we get open the door?" and even, "Is he dead? He's not moving."

Mac woke up fully this time and he was still in the building with the same people outside, and Jack Dalton. He heard him barking orders to many people around him. Mac stood up and felt a rush of dizziness pass through him. He put his hand on a warm spot on his head and saw blood when he took his hand off.

"Don't tell them that I did that to you, or else I will make your life like death" Mac turned to see that Carter was the one who spoke. He was out of sight from the door and communicated without fear, and filled with plausible threats.

Carter banged himself on the head with something hard and fell down just as the door opened. Jack was the first one inside, ignoring the passed-out Carter.

"Kid, you okay? What happened? We received a call from Carter that someone was here and you were hiding from him. He sounded pretty scared," Jack said with worry, ignoring the glare Mac sent his way when he called him 'kid'.

Mac looked at Carter and was deciding if he wanted a living death or a good life. He went with the latter option, for obvious reasons. He knew his partner still didn't like him, but it would lessen the pain.

"Yeah, I am fine. The dude was pretty scary, walking around here. We hid and here and, next thing I know, I see black. I don't remember anything else other than waking up, standing up, seeing Carter on the floor, then you guys immediately barging in," Mac said, half telling the truth.

"Alright, you are going to get checked out by medical, then we can get back," Jack held up his hand when he saw Mac going to argue, "No. I am not dealing with this tonight. You are getting checked out, end of story."

That left no room for argument, so Mac just nodded. Maybe the bruises from his partner could be disguised as an effect of fall he had. But, he didn't even fall on his side. This was going to be bad. When he started to walk, Jack did not miss the way Mac winced in pain, so he put his partner's arm around his neck and put his arm around Mac's left side, eliciting a small cry from Mac.

"Hey, can I have a doctor over here right now?" Jack shouted out to no one in particular immediately after Mac showed he was in pain.

To prove his point, Mac tried to stand up on his own, but failed, "I am fine. My side just hurts a little from falling," he said, trying his previous really bad plan.

"That is a bad excuse even for me, brother. You didn't land on your side, hence the bump on your head," Jack said as the doctor arrived.

"Hey, MacGyver, Jack," Rodriguez said as he put his medical kit down, "Where does it hurt kid?"

Mac had a stone glare, "Why does everyone call me kid? Also, I am fine. It is nothing a good night's sleep won't cure."

"How about you let the doctor be the judge of that, Mac? Now, be a good kid and take off your shirt. Like it or not, it is going to happen eventually. You might as well get it done now, consciously." Now that caught all of Mac's attention.

Rodriguez smiled, "He has the same mind as me. He is also right. If you don't cooperate fully, I will have to sedate you, and you don't want that, do you?" he continued after he saw Mac's nod, "Good, so now you can take your shirt off like a good soldier."

Mac was completely frustrated with this and absolutely did not want to do ths. But, he also did not want to get sedated. So, off the shirt it was. He crossed his arms taking the left side of his shirt with his right hand and the right side of his shirt with his left. When he took it off, the bruised were now purple and it evoked a gasp from Rodriguez and Dalton.

Jack stepped forward to touch the bruises only to be stopped with Mac's hiss of pain, "Now, those are not from bumping into a table and definitely not from falling. You tell me right now what happened, or I will go door to door interrogatin' our people. So, what is it going to be?"

Mac sighed. This was not going to be fun.

Wow! This isn't going to be just a 2 chapter thing. Mac will, of course, find an excuse and 'be fine', and that is where things get interesting! I really want to know if you guys like it to see how many more military chapters I can do! :-) Thank you!