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of
knocking?"
    To his surprise, all three of them
looked startled and then abashed, shifting slightly back and forth
on their feet.
    "Sorry," said Brice, the youngest and,
as far as Steele could tell, the most affable.  He glanced at
his brothers.  "We haven't had a whole lot of practice with
ah, manners in a while."
    Now Steele was the one to
feel abashed.  Of course they hadn't - why would they need to
remember to knock while they were being held captive for seven
years?
    "No, I'm sorry," he said,
shaking his head.  "I'm sure there's going to be a lot of
things you're all going to have to readjust to, and we should all
be patient while you do."
    "We do know our manners," Brady said,
running his hand through his dark hair.  "It's just... been a
while.  We'll try to remember."
    Brock just grunted.  Steele had
pegged him as being the silent, brooding type.  He definitely
didn't talk as much as the rest of his siblings.  
    "So," Steele said, turning away from
the subject.  He leaned forward on his elbows, nodding at the
chairs arranged on the other side of the desk.  The three
brothers sat down.  "What can I do for you?"
    After glancing at his brothers, Brady
took the lead.  No surprise there.  "We want to help find
Dr. Montgomery."
    Not entirely surprised, although he
hadn't expected them to jump into this so soon, Steele leaned back
and studied them.  They all met his gaze steadily, not the
least bit intimidated.  Seeing them again just reaffirmed his
thought about how well they would fit in with the other soldiers on
his team.  They were strong, self-assured, and extremely
fit.  Brock's hazel eyes were more brooding than his brothers;
if any of them were going to be a problem, Steele guessed it would
be him.  Everything about him screamed that he wanted
vengeance.  Although Brady was used to taking the lead, he
also seemed to have a great well of patience inside of him,
and the determined look of a man who would do whatever he
needed to in order to reach his goals.  Unlike Brock, his
anger seemed cold rather than hot.  Brice looked the most
eager, as if this was a big adventure for him, but even he had an
edge of anger to him.  
    It was a good thing that Steele
already wanted them on his team, since he was pretty sure they'd go
off on their own once they were assured their sisters were safe if
he didn't.
    "I'd like to accept your
help, but I have a few conditions."  As expected, Brock
scowled, Brice sat up eagerly, and Brady nodded his head
thoughtfully.  "First, I need to send you to our training
camp.  Basic training will take you about a month.  I'll
make sure you're put on my team after you go through with training,
because Eli has tasked us with hunting down Dr. Montgomery and the
rest of the staff who escaped from the lab.  Second, we need
the doctor alive."  Brock growled at that, a strangely
unnerving sound... there was just something wrong  with it.  It wasn't
just Brock either; whenever one of the Bunsons growled, it set his
teeth on edge. The sound wasn’t entirely natural – which made sense
considering what he knew now, but it didn’t make it any less
disturbing.  "We've been dismantling this organization one
location at a time, although this was the biggest and most
successful bust we've made.  Usually we're just recovering
stolen research and the staff knows nothing.  Obviously, this
lab was different, because you were there.  We're hoping that
Dr. Montgomery knows more about whoever's funding this shit,
because just stopping the doctor isn't enough, we have to get to
the man on top."
    "So there might be other labs out
there, with more... more people like us?" Brice asked, sounding
horrified.  The look of anticipation was wiped from his face
by the reality of the situation.  Steele was almost sorry to
see it go; as the second youngest, Brice's childhood had been cut
short by their capture and imprisonment.  Although he was only
a year younger than Brock, according to