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“Dalton.” The faintest quaver in Matty’s voice. “Status on Macgyver.”
Jack stared at the body. At Macgyver’s body. A teardrop fell and formed a small clear circle amongst the dust and rubble. A sob rattled in Jack’s chest and broke its way out with a wounded, broken, keen.
“Dalton—“
Jack lifted his hand, pressing the end of Mac’s multitool against his forehead. The burning heat of it was painful, but he wanted to feel it. Wanted to feel every bit of the heat that had took Mac from him. The heat that should have taken him too. “He’s dead.”***
The Organization has been relentless in their attempts to kill Macgyver. During one such attempt, Mac makes a spur of the moment choice to fake his own death to keep his friends out of danger. This leaves his friends grappling with the loss, and gives himself the opportunity to help take out the Organization as an undercover agent.