This was like every action movie he'd ever seen. Heroic entrance, big talk and now, Coop was sure it was going to be time for a hail of bullets, blood and bodies. He just wanted the bodies to not include himself or his friends.

His hands were surprisingly steady when he raised them to point at the man holding Nate hostage. He frowned, brow furrowed while he took in that whole scene. He had to wonder why Nate had been the one to be kidnapped. Had he let his big mouth get the better of him? Or was he just some...fertile male they were going to breed?

He hoped it wasn't that last one. He also hoped that if he had to shoot, he didn't hit Nate.

"Including your Nate?" Coop asked, almost amused. "Almost a Freudian slip there, love."