(12:41 A.M.)
(July 5, 2011)
After I had hung up the call with Scar's captors, I sat for a moment, thinking. Kate was siguiente to me and the rest of the rescue party was still in the living room.
A minuto o two later, a thought occurred to me. I picked my phone up and dialed a number, hoping that she was still awake.
"Hello?"
I sat bolt upright. "Pen, it's Colby."
"What's up, bro? I haven't heard from tu o Scar in a while. How is she, anyway?"
I chuckled humorlessly. "Yeah, that's what I'm calling about, Pen. She's gone missing."
"Oh no! What happened?" she asked.
"I left the house for a bit to go grab her something and when I got back, she was gone. Anyway, I'm putting together a rescue and I need your boy and his powers to help."
She sighed. "That's the fourth time in six months that you've needed him up there."
"Yeah, I know, but this time we really need his help."
"What were all those other times?" she asked, curious.
"Scar and I appreciate his company."
"Ah."
Another thought occurred to me.
"Look, if tu want, tu can tag along, make sure everything's copacetic. How good are tu with a gun?"
"There's pistolas involved? I'm not sure I want him up there with that going on."
"Remember that día out in L.A.? I saved both of you. I never collected on that debt. And now I need him, and you, and tu don't want to help?"
She sighed again. "Alright. We'll both come. What time should we be ready?"
"I'm sending Trudy to pick tu up."
"I'll be ready for her."
"Thanks, Pen."
I disconnected the call and immediately made another.
I could tell por one word that I had woken someone up.
"Hello?" dicho a voice blurred por sleep.
"Trud, it's Colby. I need your help," I dicho urgently.
I heard her start to come online. "What do tu need?" she asked.
"I need you, the Merlin, any pistolas tu can get your paws on, which I know is a lot, and I need tu to stop in Oklahoma for a pickup."
Her sigh sounded like a hiss of static.
"I swear, if it's that girl and her boy, I'm gonna puñetazo, ponche tu when I get there," she dicho with a laugh.
She was serious.
"Well, I'll get ready for the hit, cause that's who I need."
"Hot damn, Colby, what do tu need me and the pistolas for?"
I told her the very condensed version of what had happened with Scar.
Her voice reflected her instant awareness.
"I'll get in the air right now. Did tu tell them that I'd be picking tu up?"
"You know I did, Trudy."
"Acknowledged. Trudy, out." she dicho and hung up.
I turned to the assembled lobos and humans.
"Alright, I got us a little extra help. My friend Trudy is a pilot for the Air Force and she's bringing a bird and some pistolas up."
"What about this Pen and her boy?" asked Sweets, who had calmed down after her shortsighted outburst.
"They're friends," I said. "The very best."
I smiled.
(July 5, 2011)
After I had hung up the call with Scar's captors, I sat for a moment, thinking. Kate was siguiente to me and the rest of the rescue party was still in the living room.
A minuto o two later, a thought occurred to me. I picked my phone up and dialed a number, hoping that she was still awake.
"Hello?"
I sat bolt upright. "Pen, it's Colby."
"What's up, bro? I haven't heard from tu o Scar in a while. How is she, anyway?"
I chuckled humorlessly. "Yeah, that's what I'm calling about, Pen. She's gone missing."
"Oh no! What happened?" she asked.
"I left the house for a bit to go grab her something and when I got back, she was gone. Anyway, I'm putting together a rescue and I need your boy and his powers to help."
She sighed. "That's the fourth time in six months that you've needed him up there."
"Yeah, I know, but this time we really need his help."
"What were all those other times?" she asked, curious.
"Scar and I appreciate his company."
"Ah."
Another thought occurred to me.
"Look, if tu want, tu can tag along, make sure everything's copacetic. How good are tu with a gun?"
"There's pistolas involved? I'm not sure I want him up there with that going on."
"Remember that día out in L.A.? I saved both of you. I never collected on that debt. And now I need him, and you, and tu don't want to help?"
She sighed again. "Alright. We'll both come. What time should we be ready?"
"I'm sending Trudy to pick tu up."
"I'll be ready for her."
"Thanks, Pen."
I disconnected the call and immediately made another.
I could tell por one word that I had woken someone up.
"Hello?" dicho a voice blurred por sleep.
"Trud, it's Colby. I need your help," I dicho urgently.
I heard her start to come online. "What do tu need?" she asked.
"I need you, the Merlin, any pistolas tu can get your paws on, which I know is a lot, and I need tu to stop in Oklahoma for a pickup."
Her sigh sounded like a hiss of static.
"I swear, if it's that girl and her boy, I'm gonna puñetazo, ponche tu when I get there," she dicho with a laugh.
She was serious.
"Well, I'll get ready for the hit, cause that's who I need."
"Hot damn, Colby, what do tu need me and the pistolas for?"
I told her the very condensed version of what had happened with Scar.
Her voice reflected her instant awareness.
"I'll get in the air right now. Did tu tell them that I'd be picking tu up?"
"You know I did, Trudy."
"Acknowledged. Trudy, out." she dicho and hung up.
I turned to the assembled lobos and humans.
"Alright, I got us a little extra help. My friend Trudy is a pilot for the Air Force and she's bringing a bird and some pistolas up."
"What about this Pen and her boy?" asked Sweets, who had calmed down after her shortsighted outburst.
"They're friends," I said. "The very best."
I smiled.
