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Cherie kept an eagle eye out for any more enemy fighters. She kept low and moved from side to side of the fort, watching and listening for the slightest noise. Gordon signaled for Nikki to go around the fort on one side while approached the fort from another.

Scott watched this maneuver as he crept through the jungle himself, keeping an eye on Gordon, who was slithering up as close to the fort as he could. In doing so, Scott almost missed Callie, crouching next to a tree, hidden from one point of view, but not from another. He grinned, raised his gun, and fired!

"Ow!" Callie cried as the paintball hit her in the butt. Her outcry drew Cherie's attention and she hurried over to that part of the fort, her gun raised and ready.

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Nearby, Nikki was having some trouble getting close to Scott's fort. The path she thought she'd found wound its way away from the encampment. She stopped suddenly when she heard the lightest whisper of a rustle behind her. Quickly, she ducked behind a tree.

Elise had seen Nikki duck and changed her direction to backtrack and approach the tree from the other side. Weapon poised and ready, she crept very slowly around the trunk.

CRACK! A twig snapped under Elise's foot and Nikki heard it.

Spinning around, Nikki came almost head to head with Elise. Both girls immediately started firing, and blue and yellow dots soon plastered the tree, They both finally backed away from the tree, each hoping to get a clear shot at the other one, and as both stood their ground, they fired!

"OW!, Man that hurts!"

"Bloody hell! That stung!"

Both hit, and both smarting from their wounds, they both collapsed onto the ground and looked over each other.

"What a mess!" stated Nikki.

"Yeah, yellow just ain't my color!" Elise replied, smiling.

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Gordon watched as Cherie raised up from behind the fort, at first looking for the source of Callie's cry, then turning as she heard Nikki and Elise shout. Gordon smiled grimly and sighted his sister's upper arm. His finger squeezed on the trigger, but as it did, she turned back toward him and his shot caught her high in the chest, knocking her over.

"Oh, damn," he muttered under his breath as he climbed over the side of the fort. "Are you okay, Cherry?" he asked, putting down his gun and helping her to sit up. The teen had tears in her eyes from the sting of the paintball. "I didn't mean to hit you there, hon. I was aiming for your arm." He took off the bandanna he had tied around his head and tried to wipe off the paint that had spattered on her face.

"I'll be okay," Cherie sniffed.

"Sure you will. Just get down to Mom and she'll fix you up good as new," he said, giving her a little hug. "Look. Elise and Nikki are going down. Looks like Callie is, too. You just go down with them."

Cherie nodded and picked up her gun. The older women saw her come out of the fort and Nikki put out an arm to gather her in.

********

Gordon watched them go, then reached out and grabbed the flag. He was about to leave the fort when he heard, "Hey, Gordy!" It was followed immediately by a red paintball in the side.

Gordon clutched at his side like a mortally wounded ham. "Ohhhh, ya got me!" he said melodramatically as he turned to see Alex, gun in hand and a big grin plastered all over his face, standing a few yards off.

"That's for Cherry!" the boy said as Gordon stumbled around the fort, moaning and clutching his side, then finally falling on the ground, flag still in hand. From behind the fort wall, he grinned, because he had seen something that Alex hadn't: the form of Scott sneaking up behind the boy.

Alex stood triumphantly with his gun raised and a huge smile on his face. "Oh, Alex?" a soft voice called from behind.

Still gleaming from his victory, Alex didn't give it a second thought, just turned when he heard Scott's voice. "Hey, Scott, what's up?"

Scott grinned, and raised up his gun and pointing it straight at Alex, he said, "This!" and fired.

Alex ducked and turned, the paintball hitting him on the left side of his back. "AWWW!!! Ain't fair!" he wailed.

Scott sauntered over and, first removing the flag from a 'dead' Gordon, Scott stood next to Alex and patted him on the back. "Sorry, bud, better luck next time!"

Alex promptly stuck his tongue out at the eldest Tracy offspring. "Aaagghh!" he moaned, staggering around the small clearing, putting on just as much as an over-the-top performance as Gordon had before him. He clutched his side, he clutched his throat, until finally he fell lengthwise on his back in the soft ground cover.

Scott just shook his head as he hefted all three flags. "You two are peas in a pod sometimes. Now, if you're done with your 'Oscar winning' performances, let's get down to the beach. I'd like to enjoy my triumph and then get back for the barbecue."

Alex stuck his tongue out again and gave Scott a raspberry.

Gordon chuckled, and offered his hand to the boy, surprising him by bending over and turning the simple hand up into a fireman's carry. Alex protested at first, then decided that playing dead was more fun.

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