As they worked Tonya sat under the warm water and sighed a contented sigh. It felt almost orgasmic as she had not had a shower like this in years, as even the ones at her dorm room in the lab were just warm enough to clean and they were time limited. After she sat there and soaked in the warmness of the water, and let it sooth her sore, tired body, she decided to get washed up. She washed her body twice and her hair four times, and the feeling of being clean itself made her feel warm and fuzzy all over. It was a great feeling but she felt partly guilty for enjoying this while Zoey sat in that cold house worrying about her.
 
 
Some areas had been harder to wash, since she could not move her legs but she managed. She found herself wishing again that Hondo would have helped her, but that he pushed back made her wonder if he could not stand the site of her body, being as it was scared, hacked up, and lacking much shape. She had nice enough breasts but that was from them forming before being taken. Since she had been in the lab they had not gown any, which she was sure was because of little food and the stress put on her from the surgeries. She ran her hands over her body and frowned. She had some muscles that were forced on her to handle the cybernetics, but most of her real body was skin and bones. She envied Valentine’s woman like curves, and felt further embarrassment at not being prettier due to her body being so drawn and haggardly from all she had been through. Her looks had not been something too much on her mind, as surviving took all the mental energy she could muster. That changed tough, as she wanted to look attractive and be desired by the man who had been so nice to her.  
 
 
She shook her head and chided herself for the thoughts. She barely knew either of them! They could be lulling her into a false sense of security while they wait to claim their bounty! Plus, she had Zoey to think of still! The fact was, though, she wanted to trust them in the worst way. The way Hondo, though a big man, had so gently helped her, and how kind he had talked to her, though his voice sounded gruff at times, and how angry he had gotten when he saw how badly her body had been treated, when he had no stake in her life at all.  
 
 
She leaned against the wall for a while and just soaked in the feeling of the water as she thought. Should she tell them about Zoey? Was it better to risk it with their help or try alone? The answer was not completely clear to her, as part of her screamed she should run and part said they were to be trusted.
 
 
She was not sure how long she had been in there but her mind was not going to be made up now and she decided she had been in there long enough, as though she could have stayed in there longer, she wanted to see what was happening with her parts.
 
 
“Hondo?” She called out.
 
 
“Yeah?” He asked back through the open door.
 
 
“I’m done.” She said.
 
 
“I’ll be right in.” He replied.
 
 
A minute later she reached up and shut the water off as she heard him walk into the bathroom. He stuck a towel in through the curtain and held it for her to take.
 
 
“Dry off as best you can an’ cover up with that then let me know.” He said.
 
 
“Can you help me? I… I can’t dry off well like this.” She asked.
 
 
“Let me grab another towel so you can cover up with that one.” He said.
 
 
“You don’t have too… I told you I don’t mind you seeing me. I’m used to it and besides, its not like I have anything worth looking at.” She said in a sad voice.
 
 
He opened the curtain to find her half clutching the towel as she stared at the floor. She looked up at him and she blushed slightly and tried to force a smile.
 
 
“Don’t be too hard on yourself, little lady… I just want to give you the privacy you deserve. You have nothin’ to be ashamed of, though.” He said.
 
 
She looked down and frowned again, “I appreciate the help, though I honestly hate being so helpless. I hate being a cripple like this, hate what they made me, and I hate my body.”
 
 
He hunkered down beside her and put a hand on her real arm, “Don’t hate yourself. This is not your fault but it is your reality. We all need help at times so let us help you an’ maybe we can help you accept an’ love yourself.”
 
 
She lifted her mechanical arm and looked at her fingers as she flexed them slowly.
 
 
“I might be able to accept what happened to me someday, but I could never love this.” She said quietly.
 
 
He noticed that she started to shiver so he grabbed the towel and helped her dry off. Once her front was dry he bent down so she could wrap her arms around his neck. He lifted her up like that so he could towel off her hair and back better, making sure to carefully dry around the metal exoskeleton parts that seemed to be tapped into her bones themselves. After she was fairly well dry, he picking her up and carrying her back to the bed.  
 
 
In the bedroom she noticed the blanket on the bed had been replaced as had the spare at the end of the bed. The two she got dirty earlier were gone, as well as Valentine.
 
 
“Where did Valentine, your wife, go?” She asked as Hondo pulled the covers back and placed her on the edge of the bed.
 
 
“She had to let some epoxy set up, so after she changed the blankets she went up to warm you up some supper an’ to make me some coffee.” He replied as he lifted her legs up into the bad and pulled the blankets up to her waist.
 
 
“More food?” She asked, trying to hide her excitement.
 
 
“I’m sure you are still hungry.” He said as he draped another small blanket over her shoulders to cover her torso.
 
 
Tonya looked down at the blanket that covered her lap and tried to hide the tears that threatened to fall again.
 
 
“Thank you… I can never repay your kindness.” She said, almost at a whisper.
 
 
He gave her shoulder a slight squeeze and she looked up to see him smiling softly down at her. To his surprise she leaned over and hugged his waist, nuzzling her face into his stomach. He could hear her sniffing back tears, so he just let her hold him for a minute and rubbed her back softly, saying nothing for the time being.  
 
 
After she had calmed herself he helped her sit back up against the headboard just in time for Valentine to return with a bed-tray, a plate of hot food, a big glass of milk, a cup of coffee, and some clothes. Valentine handed Hondo the coffee and the clothes as Valentine sat the tray and food in front of Tonya. She looked at the plate that was set before her and stared for several seconds in awe. It looked like some sort of stew with rice, a small bowl of noodles on broth, a couple biscuits, some corn salad, and some chicken on a stick. She looked at them both after a moment before diving in.  
 
 
“Slow down, little lady. Don’t want you to get sick! No one will take it from you.” Hondo said as he saw her devour her food.
 
 
She blushed a bit again and looked down, “S.s.s.orry… just.. just not had food like this in so long… we’ve… I’ve been eating scraps mostly since I escaped.”
 
 
He rubbed her shoulder again, reassuringly, “It’s alright. We understand, but just don’t want you to get sick.”
 
 
“Try to eat more slowly and if you want more once you are done I’ll get you more. I grabbed some sweat pants from one of our friend’s daughters that should work for you and one of my shirts. It will be a bit big on you, I’m afraid but it’s the best I can do without it being a pull over.” Valentine said to her softly.
 
 
She looked up at them both and could not help but smile. They were both being so kind to her. She frowned a bit after a moment then went back to eating, silently, and much more slowly. They went back to work on her electronics as she sat there and ate.
 
 
They sat in silence for a bit to let her eat, as they worked. Hondo sipped on his coffee as he finished soldiering and heat shrinking wires as Valentine repaired the main connection plugs as best she could.  She had already epoxied the battery/control box cracks as best she could and cut off one of the ends on one of the extension cords to replace the busted charge port, so that could be plugged in and started charging with the other cord as they worked. Tonya watched them as she ate, still trying to decide what to do. She wanted to believe their kindness was genuine but being hurt so much and having everything ripped away from her left her full of distrust, misgivings, and disbelief that she of all people could find people like this who would help her.
 
 
Valentine looked up at her after a bit and saw her plate was empty.
 
 
“You need more to eat, Tonya?” She asked
 
 
Tonya shook her head, “No, I’m actually glad you guys told me to slow down or I might have gotten sick. I’m too full to eat another bite right now, though! Thank you though, it was great!”  
 
 
Hondo chuckled, “Glad it tasted good. Hopefully it will help you feel a bit better too.”
 
 
Tonya nodded, “I feel better already, actually. Thank you both.”
 
 
“Like I said, don’t thank us until you’re safe, well, an’ back in the states.” He said.
 
 
Her face fell a bit again as she thought about all this. It just seemed too good to be true.
 
 
A few minutes later Hondo stood up and stretched, “Well, that’s done. You almost got that last connector?”
 
 
Valentine nodded, “Just give me another minute and it will be ready. We will have to put some tie wraps on these two, to keep them securely plugged in for now, until I can scrounge parts to fix this right.”  
 
 
Hondo nodded and then turned to Tonya.
 
 
“Alright, little lady, ready to hook back up?” He asked.
 
 
She nodded eagerly, “Yes please! I hate being unable to move like this… I .. I kinda like you helping me, as no one has been so nice to me before, but… I’d like to at least be able to go to the bathroom without help!”
 
 
He chuckled, “I’m glad I can help but I don’t blame ya there. Let’s get you ready, then.”
 
 
He took the dishes and moved them to the table, took the blanket off her shoulders and then uncovered her lap. He moved her away from the headboard, helped her lay on her stomach, and them used the blanket she had on her shoulders to cover her back and rear as much as possible. Once she was as comfortable as he could make her he went back to the table and grabbed the three cables that were ready and came back over to her. He tried to work around the blanket but it kept getting in the way of running the cables right.
 
 
“I’m fine without it for now… You’ve seen me bare already. Not like I have anything to be proud of anyway.” She said
 
 
He sighed, “That’s where you are wrong, little lady. You are alive an’ very pretty. You are just hurt an’ your body is sick from what was done to it. You rest an’ eat right, an’ you’ll fill out right nicely. But even as is you have nothin’ to be ashamed of.”
 
 
She propped herself up on her elbows, “Really? You think I’m pretty? Even with all this?”
 
 
“I do. Pretty is not just somethin’ on the outside. You can’t help what they did to you, but even so what they did can never make you ugly. Only you can do that.” He said
 
 
She sighed a bit and laid her head sideways on the pillow he had given her. Her metal ears laid back as she thought. It was the first time that he noticed them move, as if she was relaxing more around them but also deeply conflicted. He pulled the blanket off of her and went to work securing the cords along her exoskeleton, where he was sure they were supposed to be but were not when he took them off.
 
 
He stopped and traced a line along the metal spine and her body with his finger, have in a caring way and have curious. She giggled a bit and tried to pull away.  
 
 
“That tickles!” She exclaimed.
 
 
“Sorry, didn’t mean to tickle you. Just looking at how they connected this… You know much about it?” He asked
 
 
She sighed, “I don’t know a lot of technical stuff about my parts but they talked freely around us. One of the doctors is English so they used mostly English except when talking to the staff. IT was partly like they wanted us to know and yet it didn’t matter if we knew because we were never supposed to leave there alive.”
 
 
Her voice was quiet and sad as she spoke. She shivered slightly, but it was from recalling memories, not from being cold, though he did not know that.
 
 
“I’ll try to hurry so I can cover you back again.” He said.
 
 
“I’m not cold just… just hard to think about some things.” She said softly.
 
 
“I reckon I understand that… If you can’t then don’t.” He said.
 
 
She shrugged, “It’s okay… My exoskeleton is part of the quick-change system. Technically it can go over a special, thin body armor suit they were developing too.”
 
 
“So, it can come off?” He asked.
 
 
She nodded, “They put these threshed inserts into my bones that it attaches to. The one on my back is hollow so they can run a wire in it and bypass the nerve bundle in case of extreme back injuries… They.. they talked about breaking my back and trying it before I escaped, but they wanted to do something else first I heard.”
 
 
“What was that?” He asked softly
 
 
She shivered again, “I.. I can’t talk about that… please don’t make me tell.”
 
 
He put a hand softly on her shoulder again, “You don’t have to… Anythin’ else you can tell me ‘bout the exoskeleton? You want us to take it off? It looks uncomfortable.”
 
 
She shook her head, “No, I need it on. It is uncomfortable but… I have a hard time using this arm without the support that runs across my shoulder. That piece needs the spine support to work and the waist band helps distribute the weight… It’s … it’s all a bit heavy for my body so they had to put the exoskeleton on me… I think.. I think my body could get strong enough to do without it but they were afraid I’d be too dangerous with it then… that’s partly why they starved me… I rarely got more than a little food once a day… I think I ate more food eating scraps from the garbage and what I could steal from the open markets than what they fed me… Mostly how they fed me was through vitamin IV’s to help me heal… Some of those made me real sick too as they were testing them out to sell to the military for quick revival of wounded and exhausted soldiers… some of them required more body muscle and fat to feed off of temporarily but the first couple took most of what I had…. They would sometimes just cut my stomach open just to see how fast I’d heal on those IVs.”  
 
 
She felt Hondo stop running the wires for a moment and the she felt his hand take her good hand in his and just hold it for a moment. She tried not to cry, as though he said nothing he said volumes in that gesture.
 
 
Hondo was not a hugger at all! In fact, when Fernando was relaxed Hondo made him look touchy-feely, which he was not at all either. The only one Hondo liked contact was his wife, but at this moment, had he not wanted to move her unnecessarily, he would have hugged the girl and just held her for as long as she wanted. He tried to choke back his own feelings of righteous anger and sadness for her and just grabbed her hand and held it silently for a moment. He knew she was just barely opening up to them and what she was saying was proving worse than he imagined.
 
 
Valentine sat silently and hung her head as she listened, a couple tears rolling down her cheek for the poor, precious teen girl. She wanted to go hug her herself but she knew the girl shied away from her for some reason. She tried not to take it personally as now more than before she knew it was something she was put through that made her shy away.  
 
 
After a moment Hondo spoke again, softly.
 
 
“I hope you’ll stay with us an’ if there is someone else that you will let us help them too.” He said.
 
 
“I.. I want to but…” She whispers as she squeezed his hand.
 
 
“Just think on givin’ us a chance. At least we can get you back to the states. They can find a good home for you an’ help you out there.” He said.
 
 
She just nodded but did not say anything.  
 
 
After she relaxed her grip on his hand he let go and went back to work. Once he had her legs reconnected to the cables and the cables secured at her waist he grabbed the sweatpants and pulled them on her.  
 
 
“Thank you.” She whispered after he put them on.
 
 
He just rubbed her back in response and then finished the wire that went to the partial bad that was bolted to her skull that held her mechanical eye in place. By then Valentine was done with the arm cable and handed it to him. He connected it and then ran it along her exoskeleton as well. As he did that Valentine cut a hole in the shirt she brought down, right at the middle of the shoulders. She then handed it to Hondo who helped Tonya get her arms into it. One it was on, but left unbuttoned as she still lay on her stomach, he ran the wires through the holes. As he did Valentine unplugged the control box and brought it over. The charge was under a quarter still but it had a little juice in it at least. To make it easier for the girl, Valentine had cut some straps off a pack-pack she had and replaced the straps on the box to make it easier to get on and off and secure it to her torso with a cross strap. With the box in hand he slipped the straps over her shoulders and then carefully plugged everything in, securing the two plugs with busted locks on with zip ties for now. Once done he put a hand gently on the girl’s shoulder.
 
 
“The power is low but see if it all works now.” He said as he took a step back to give her room.
 
 
She slowly pushed herself up with her arms and then pushed herself up to her knees, before rolling into a sitting position on the edge of the bed. As she looked up at them they could see a faint red glow from her mechanical eye, saying it was powered up. She stood up a bit shakily at first, unsure if they were going to hold her or drop her to the floor. It all worked though and for the first time in a long time the little flame of hope that was inside her had fuel added to it and grew.
 
 
She saw both of them smiling at her and it was almost more than she could take.
 
 
Hondo grinned like a happy father watching his first child take their first steps as she stood up and looked at them. He looked at her quizzically as she looked down at the floor. HE could see her lip quiver  a bit and then saw tears hit the floor from her one good eye. Her whole body seemed to start shaking and he started to worry.
 
 
“Little lady? Tonya, you alright?” He asked.
 
 
She launched herself into him and held onto him for dear-life as she bust out sobbing. He an arm around her waist and the other he used to pull her head into his chest, as he just held the sobbing teenager against him. After a minute or two she tried to speak between sobs but she had the hic-ups from crying so hard on top of it all now too.
 
 
“I.. *hic* I.. *hic* I Don’t Deserve This! *SOB* I.. *hic* I.. *hic* I.. *hic* I’m sorry! I’m SORRY! *SOB*” She wailed, not making any sense to either Hondo or Valentine.
 
 
“You have nothin’ to be sorry for sweet girl.” Hondo said soothingly to her.
 
 
“I.. *hic I.. *hic* do! *Sob* … They *hic* They killed my parents *hic* and I.. *hic I was too scared to do anything! I should be dead! *SOB*!!” She cried.
 
 
Hondo just held her for several minutes, rocking her back and forth as he held her in his arms. Valentine looked down at the floor feeling helpless.
 
 
“I’ll go get her something to drink.” Valentine said after a moment.
 
 
Hondo just nodded but said nothing. After Valentine left he helped Tonya sit on the bed and he just held her there as they waited for Valentine to come back.
 
 
“I’m *hic* I’m sorry *sniffle*” She said softly after a moment.
 
 
“Don’t be… sounds like you’ve been thought a lot… If you need to talk you can talk to either of us anytime you need to. If we can’t get you home right away then we’ll introduce you to some of the girls, my friends adopted daughters, an’ I’m sure you can talk to them too. Most of them went though somethin’ bad too so they would be good to talk to.” He said.  
 
 
She whispered, “Sounds *hic* nice… I’d *hic* like to talk to you about it but… I just can’t right *hic* now.”
 
 
He nodded, “That’s alright. When you are ready.”
 
 
Valentine reappeared with a couple bottles of water and a smaller glass of milk, handing the milk to Tonya and placing the water beside the bed. Tonya drank the milk fast, which seemed to stop the hic-ups at least, and she handed the glass back to Valentine.
 
 
“Th.th.thank you both. I’m sorry about that… Guess it had been building up and then you guys have been so nice and.. and I thought I was done for when my electronics were damaged but they seem fine now.” She said.
 
 
“No need to be sorry. We were glad to help.” Valentine said with a smile.
 
 
“We just patched your system up, honestly. We know folks who specialize in cybernetics, though, so if you’ll let us help you we’ll see what can be done about getting’ you fixed up better.” Hondo said.
 
 
“Cybernetic specialists?!” Tonya asked with a look of terror in her eye
 
 
“They aren’t like that lab, I promise. They are like us, just tryin’ to help people. I actually know some girls, younger than you, that were used like you were. They helped them an’ they have helped other. They aren’t tryin’ to sell to the army or anythin’, just help people who have been hurt live normal lives.” Hondo said reassuringly.
 
 
She trembled a bit but nodded, “Okay… It.. it just scares me thinking about it… I can’t go through it again, I can’t!”
 
 
“Don’t be scared. You won’t go through that again, we promise.” Valentine said.
 
 
She sighed and relaxed against Hondo, “Th. th. thank you… It’s hard not to be scared… It seems a long time ago since before all this.”
 
 
“If ya don’t mind my askin’, how long ago was it?” Hondo asked.
 
 
Tonya sighed and furrowed her brow a bit.
 
 
“Three years… no, three and a half as dad promised me we’d be back before my birthday so we could go camping in the mountains like we did every year.” She said softly
 
 
“How old are you?” He asked.
 
 
She sighed, “I’ll be fifteen in a couple weeks.”  
 
 
“Fifteen, eh? That’s ‘bout what I was guessin’… Now, you should get some rest, as you look exhausted. We’ll talk more ‘bout helpin’ you further tomorrow over breakfast ifin you’e up to it, alright?” Hondo said.
 
 
She nodded, “Okay… Thank you.”
 
 
He stood up and helped her plug in her battery to charge before helping her lay down. He made sure to stay beside her long enough to cover her up and tuck her in. He took her good hand in his again, gave it a gentle squeeze and then kissed it softly before heading to the door.
 
 
“G’night, little lady. I’ll see ya in the mornin’.” He said
 
 
“Good night and.. thank you both.” She said
 
 
“Sleep well, Tonya.” Valentine said, smiling softly.
 
 
As they closed the door Tonya sighed.
 
 
 “I… I wish he was my dad.” She muttered to herself as she drifted quickly off to sleep.
 
 
Valentine wrapped an arm around Hondo as she walked upstairs with him.
 
 
“I know it’s hard for you to show emotions to others, but I was proud of how you handled that poor girl.” She said.
 
 
He shrugged, “She needed me an’ I just did what I felt was right… Was a bit awkward at times, which her bein’ so scared yet so.. open to me. Poor kid had all her dignity ripped from her, I reckon. How she made it this far is a miracle.”
 
 
“She has to be protectin’ someone. Maybe a little sister or brother?” Valentine said.
 
 
Hondo nodded, “Could be.  I’ll try to talk to her ‘bout it more tomorrow…. Will need to talk to Jefe too. Hopefully he’s not as pissed as the day I carried you in the door.”
 
 
She leaned her head against him for a moment and chuckled.
 
 
“He was not happy, was he?” She said
 
 
“No, he was not.” Hondo replied as she let go of him so he could open the door to their room and go inside.
 
 
Once inside she pulled her pants off and sat on the edge of the bed as he took his holster and boots off.
 
 
“You ever regret carryin’ me back there instead of just droppin’ me off at some hospital?” She asked.
 
 
 “Not even once! Though there have been a few times I wondered ifin I shouldn’t have just turned you over my knee at that bar an’ spanked your ass so you didn’t walk off in a huff into that mess an’ get us both shot up!” He replied teasingly.
 
 
She giggled a bit and shook her head as he stepped into the bathroom to take a leak.  
 
 
When he returned she looked at him quizzically as he was now wearing a t-shirt. She saw a bandage on his left forearm to which caused her to frown.
 
 
“Why are you wearing a t-shirt to bed?” She asked as he pulled his jeans off and hung them on a chair.
 
 
He shrugged, “Seemed like the thing to do.”
 
 
“Hondo Israel Sackett, you’ve not wore a shirt to bed since we’ve been together unless it was below freezing in the place we were sleeping! Please don’t hide things from me. I might be broken but I still care about you.” She said.
 
 
He frowned and pulled the shirt off. The bandage on his side had a dark red line on it, saying that it was still bleeding intermittently.
 
 
She gasped and reached out to touch him after a moment.
 
 
“Your side and your arm? What happened?!” She asked in a worried tone.
 
 
“Bullet graze on my side an’ knife wound on my arm… Was when I was savin’ the girl from bein’ raped.” He said.
 
 
Valentine looked at the floor and then back up at him, “Why didn’t you tell me?”
 
 
“Because you’ve not been yourself an’ I didn’t want you to worry.” He said.
 
 
She pulled him down to the bed and when he sat down she buried her face into his chest. He could feel the warm tears from her eyes on his skin as she leaned into him.  
 
 
“I’m sorry… I know I’m such a burden to you.” She whispered.
 
 
“You’re not a burden, darlin’. I just was tryin’ to protect you… Guess I failed again.” He said with a sigh.
 
 
She looked up at him startled.
 
 
“You’ve never failed me!” she exclaimed.
 
 
“You’d not be hurtin’ like this if I’d have protected you right!” He said seriously.
 
 
“You can’t protect everyone all the time, not even me! You were there when I needed you most and you avenged me! How could that be failin’?!” She asked
 
 
“Kind of ya to say, darlin’, but it’s hard not to blame myself.” He said.
 
 
“Please don’t blame yourself. I love you so much… Kiss me please.” She said softly.
 
 
He pulled her into him kissed her deeply. As they kissed he laid her down on the bed as he held himself up off of her, but staying close enough to feel her against him as he kissed her. He let after a bit and they panted for air as they looked into each other’s eyes. The dim light from the bedside lamp was not enough for them to see perfectly, but they knew the eyes of each other well enough, that their minds could fill in the gaps of what they could not see.  
 
 
“Please.. please take me.” She said breathily.
 
 
“You sure you aren’t pushin’ it for me?” He asked softly.
 
 
“No, I want it too, I need it! ... I might not be ready as easily or as often as I used to be for a while but I’m ready for you to take me now.. please.” She begged in a whispered tone.
 
 
He slipped the shirt off of her, exposing her bare breast to him. He slipped down enough to kiss then and tease her nipples with his lips, tongue, and teeth for a moment as he slipped his boxers off.  His hand slip up to her black, lace panties, which were already soaked with the slippery juices that flowed from her body, showing she was well past ready. As he slid back up, she reached for his member and found it rock hard already, without any teasing or handling from her needed. She slipped her panties to the side as she stared up at him with a begging and hungry look in her eyes. He grabbed his member and with her help slid it into her wet, velvety sheath.  
 
 
She moaned and her body shuttered as he entered her, her fingers digging into his sides as his shaft became fully enveloped inside of her. Often he had to go slowly into her to made sure he did not hurt her until she was used to him, but she was so ready this time that her tight womanhood nearly sucked his member in as it clenched and pulsated. He rocked his hips back and forth, eliciting moans from her body with almost each and every movement. It was pure bliss to them both.  
 
 
Though they were both tired that worked at each other for almost forty-five minutes before collapsing into each other. Though after this dry spell he felt as if he could have banged her all day and not sated his lusts, for now it was enough to get by. The feeling of holding her like this did more good for him than the releases themselves did, if he was to be honest with himself. For her, it was the first time since she had nearly been raped that the dark thoughts did not overtake her. Every time they started to come to her mind she thought of Tonya, and what that poor girl must have gone through. If that girl could keep going after all of that, how could she let something that only almost happened bring her down? Though she knew she would still fight her mind at times, she could not refuse her husband her body and love any more, especially not if after only one meeting, that girl could hold onto him and trust him like she had after all she had been through. Valentine knew she had no excuses left now.  
 
 
Without much further thoughts from either of them, they both passed out, fast asleep, tangled in each other, and not even twitching until morning.
 
 
 
 
When morning came their alarm went off at 5:00 am. Valentine growled at it and managed to turn it off without disturbing her husband though she was still tangled in him. At 5:45 a second alarm went off and they both growled at it.
 
 
“It can’t be that time already.” Hondo grumbled, his eyes still closed.
 
 
“I already turned off the first one.” She mumbled.
 
 
“Is there a third?” He asked.
 
 
“You sure you’re not sick? I know you’re not a mornin’ person but usually you’re up on the first one durin’ a mission.” She mumbled.
 
 
“Just been tried… catchin’ up to me I reckon.” He said.
 
 
“Fifteen more minutes?” She asked groggily.
 
 
“Sure.” He mumbled.
 
 
They both lay entwined in each other but the morning was only growing later. A little after 6:00 am they decided to get up and start the day whether they were ready to or not. Hondo felt like he had not slept at all, but he had gotten as much as he usually got on a missions, so he was not sure why he was so tired, honestly.  
 
 
Since they fell asleep before cleaning up after their romp between the sheet, they both climbed into the shower to help wash the stickiness off of each other. Often such showers after a night like last night would have given way to more of the same, but they were both contented to just hold each other under the steaming hot water for a bit, with the occasional kiss and caress thrown in. After they got out and dried off they walked back into their room to dress for the day.  
 
 
Valentine frowned and shook her head as she stared at the bed.
 
 
“As fun as those last minute, passionate sessions are, the bed always gets the worse end of it.” She said with a frown.
 
 
“There is a reason they put protective mattress covers on the beds.” Hondo said as he pulled on a fresh pair of boxers and sat down to pull on some socks.  
 
 
She nodded and, with a sigh, pulled out a pair of grey panties from her bag, stepped into them, and pulled them up her long, lean legs.
 
 
 “That is true but, I’ll definitely have to throw those in the wash today… Our other set of sheets is in the dryer at least, but I think we did a number on a couple of these blankets too.” She said.
 
 
He shrugged, “It happens. That’s why doin’ it in the shower is easier. Wash everythin’ down the drain. Hell, the hood of the car would be easier to clean too!”  
 
 
She finished fastening her bra and smacked him on the arm.
 
 
“We aren’t doin’ it in the driveway here!” She said
 
 
He  chuckled and the shook his head at her before giving her a more serious look, “I don’t know why you wear those things. They say those things only cause ya to sag as the muscles get lazy. Some gals need them but you’re too firm to need those bolder holders.”
 
 
She blushed a bit, “They bounce more without them and my nipple get outlined on my shirt!”
 
 
“I don’t see the problem.” He replied.  
 
 
Her blush deepened, “Hondo!”
 
 
“What? Plenty of gals don’t wear bras anymore! Not sayin’ I want ya showin’ them off to everyone but it's natural to not wear one an’ gotta be more comfortable!” He said defensively.
 
 
“You serious?” She asked.
 
 
“I’ve told you this several times!” He grumbled.
 
 
“I’ll .. I’ll think about it… maybe get some nipple covers and try that first… Just don’t want to look like a slut or like I’m trying to get attention!” She replied.
 
 
He shook his head and muttered, “Get ya home an’ I’d swear ya grew up in a nudist colony, but take ya out an’ I’d think you’d been raised by nuns.”
 
 
He frowned a bit as he looked at his wound as he pulled the wet bandages off. The bio-pill had done nothing for him, which was odd. He decided to keep that to himself though. Once the bandages were changed her donned a fresh shirt and buttoned it up and tucking it into his pants. He then slipped into his boots, threw on his hat, and pulled on his shoulder holster as he headed to the door. Valentine was still sliding into her pants as he started to leave.
 
 
“Where you goin’?” She asked
 
 
“To check on the girl.” He said.
 
 
“Don’t wake her. She needs her sleep.” Val replied wiggled the jeans up and over her hips and firm ass.
 
 
“I won’t. Just makin’ sure she’s alright.” He said before ducking out the door and closing it behind him.  
 
 
He walked down to the basement quietly, trying to make as little noise as possible. It was almost 6:30 am so no one was up, other than Monty, who was watching news in the basement again. He growled a bit as Hondo descended the stairs.
 
 
“Thought ya two were gonna sleep all day an’ let an old man starve ta death!” Monty groused.
 
 
Hondo glared at him and hissed, “Get your ass upstairs an’ get coffee goin’, you damn limey swamp rat!”
 
 
Hondo’s tone and words shocked Monty, as he had always been sharp but never insulting. Monty stood up slowly and walked towards him angrily.
 
 
“What did ya say, skippah? ... Ya care to repeat thet for these old ears o’mine?” He said through grit teeth as he rolled up his sleeves in a threatening manner.
 
 
He stopped short of Hondo as a revolver seemed to appear out of no where and was shoved into his nose. Monty’s eyes got wide and he swallowed hard.
 
 
“N.n.no need for thet, Skippah. I was jest 'avin’ some fun.” He said shakily.
 
 
Hondo cocked the revolver and Monty started to sweat.
 
 
“Just havin’ some fun with me? The killer?? ... You think that’s smart to do?” Hondo growled
 
 
“I was jest bitchin’ when I said thet! I didn’t think she’d take it serious!” Monty claimed defensively.
 
 
“I Hate Liars, Jack! Try Again!” He half yelled.
 
 
Monty was full on trembling now and he stammered a but more.
 
 
“F.fine, Skippah. Y.y.you got me! Y.yeah, We think you’re a b.b.bloody killah, but n.n.ot a m.m.murderah!” He replied in a scared tone.
 
 
“If I am, what’s stoppin’ me from blowin’ you away for bein’ a pain in my ass, disrespectin’ me, an’ givin’ my sweet innocent wife, who has gone through hell, shit about the man she loves?!?” Hondo snarled
 
 
“Y.y.you’re sense of. of. of honah, skippah?” Monty asked hesitantly.
 
 
Hondo lowered his gun and stared at him coldly, “Don’t forget I have honor! Maybe I am a killer, but that’s to protect the likes of my family, friends, an’ even rat-bastards like you from those who have no honor and who would murder you without a second thought! Those are the real killers out there, like those ones Chip sent for me that day to get rid of his competition for Gadget!”
 
 
“W.wait… Ch.ch.chip sent them?! That’s utter bollocks!! 'e’d not 'ave let Gadget go with ya, then!” Monty protested.
 
 
“She wasn’t supposed to! I knew it was bullshit an’ when I called him out he hit me, remember??” Hondo growled.
 
 
“I remembah, as I couldn’t believe ya didn’t beat the livin’ shit outtah 'im then!” Monty exclaimed
 
 
“I didn’t because she begged me not to! But because I didn’t hit him, she insisted on goin' with me instead of you three... She begged me not to shoot those men too, but they were gonna kill us both. We were both hurt an’ they didn’t care if she died as she was in the way of gettin’ me dead an' them paid! I killed them to save us both! I’ve killed many others to protect myself an’ others since. If that's what makes me a killer, then fine! I’m a killer. But you just remember, I am that because of the innocent who can't protect themselves, like she was back then, because of cowards who refuse to protect themselves, like you, an’ because of cowards who hire other to kill for them so they can selfishly get what they want, like Chip!” He snarled.
 
 
Monty looked at the floor for a moment.
 
 
“Skippah… I don’t know what to say… I 'ate you, so much. So much cause Chip said to 'ate you. We all 'ated you cause 'e told us ovah an' ovah again thet you were bad an’ 'urt 'er intentionally… I still 'ate you but maybe it’s 'is 'ate, not mine I feel.” Monty said quietly.
 
 
“I can take bein’ hated but I can’t take havin’ someone on the inside work against me! You make up your mind if you’re with me or not. You want to try to beat the shit outta me after this, I’ll glad throw my gun down an' show you my fists, but not until we are all safely home! Got it?!” Hondo barked.
 
 
Monty nodded, “I understand, skippah… I’ll not fight ya now.”
 
 
“Then I don’t want to hear one more word from anyone ‘bout how ya hate me or your opinions on what I am. When this is done I’ll fight ya fair an’ square, but as men should. We keep this between us an’ us alone, got it?” Hondo growled.
 
 
Monty nodded, “Aye, aye. I’ll go see ‘bout coffee, then, Skippah.”
 
 
Hondo nodded, “Go ahead.”
 
 
Hondo watched Monty go, smiling to himself a bit as he had definitely knocked some wind out of the blow-hard’s sails without even raising a sweat. The thought of beating the shit out of him later was just icing on the cake.
 
 
After Monty was gone Hondo walked over to the room Tonya was in and opened the door a crack. To his surprise the light was on so he opened it further to find the bed empty and the extension cord wrapped up and left on the table.  
 
 
“Tonya?” He called out, but there was no answer.
 
 
A folded piece of paper on the bed caught his eye and he picked it up. The handwriting was bad, which showed she had not written much lately, but it was at least legible. He frowned as he read it and shook his head. He ran outside and looked around but her foot prints disappeared at the driveway. He then ran back inside and up to the kitchen.
 
 
“Val! Val, she’s gone!” He exclaimed holding out the note.
 
 
She took the note, read it over, and gasped slightly before looking up at him.
 
 
“What are you goin’ to do?” She asked
 
 
“Gonna see if I can find her.” He said as he started up to their room.
 
 
Valentine followed him up and entered the room as he was pulling on his vest.
 
 
“You want me to go with you?” She asked.
 
 
He shook his head, “No. Just cook breakfast. I’ll look for ‘bout an’ hour an’ come back. If I can’t find her then I'll try again in a different direction after breakfast.”
 
 
She nodded and kissed him on the cheek quickly before he took off out the door.
 
 
He headed down the drive and then he paused and looked both ways. He started to the right and decided to circle the block, looking for any sign of her stepping off the sidewalk. An hour and a half later he returned feeling defeated as he returned empty handed.
 
 
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Sometime in the early AM Tonya awoke from a nightmare with a start. Her eyes were wet with tears and she was panting as she looked around and tried to figure out where she was. As her breathing slowed she started to remember. Hondo, his wife, the kindness they showed her, it all came back.
 
 
She laid back down and tried to figure out what happened. She had to think about the dream to remember what woke her up so badly. The memory of the nightmare was cloudy but it slowly came back as she thought about it. She remembered she dreamt that the lab people found them and when they tried to take her, Hondo had tried to stop them. Her eyes flew wide open as the dream came back to her vividly.  
 
 
In the dream the lab people, they shot him! They shot him and Valentine dead in front of her! She had cried out but her limbs did not move and she could not help them. It was all too much like her parents’ death and she could not bare to see these people suffer the same fate because of her. She wondered if the dream was a warning or just a bad dream. The real question was, could she chance it not being anything but a bad dream?
 
 
She fought with herself for almost an hour before she tearfully got up out of bed, having made her decision. She unplugged the cord that was charging her battery and coiled it up on the table. She knew she could not return to Zoey empty handed, especially after eating so well herself, so she then snuck out of the room and up to the kitchen.  
 
 
The dim light from the microwave clock was enough to let her mechanical eye see everything in night-vision mode. She found a cloth bag from one of the local stores and loaded it up. She took a half loaf of bread, eight sodas, four beers, a jar of peanut butter, two blocks of cheese, a box of Twinkies, bag of carrots, a half-gallon of milk, and a dozen bottles of water. She wished she could take more but taking what she had already from people who had been so kind to her made her feel guilt enough as it was. She sighed, deciding they would have to make do with what she had, and then slipped back downstairs to the room, with the bag of food, and closed the door.
 
 
Once back in the room she searched around, having sworn she saw a notepad and pen somewhere. She finally found them on the dresser, half hidden by a lamp that sat on top of it. She sat down at the table with the pen and paper and started to write. As she wrote tears fell from her eyes. She did not want to go, she did not want to leave them, but she knew she had to, to protect them.
 
 
Her note said:
 
  
 
 
She folded the note and sat it on the bed. She buttoned up the shirt Valentine had given her and pulled her old cloak over her head, using the hood to hide her mechanical eye and ears. She picked up the bag of food and with one look back into the room, she closed the door and slipped out into the darkness.  
 
 
She knew taking the road was risky but at this time of night there was little to no traffic and it was worth the risk to leave no tracks. She ran, trying to make it around the block and to the boarded-up house as fast as she could. Tears streamed down her face as she ran but she managed to hold back from sobbing for the moment. About half an hour later she slipped in through the metal doors that lead to the basement and walked into where the cots stood.  
 
 
As she walked in Zoey sat up from the cot where she lay and looked at her excitedly. She had not slept a wink since Tonya had left and the worry had started to get the better of her.
 
 
“Tonya! I was worried your battery died or you got caught! .. You found food? Awesome, cause I’m so hungry!” Zoey’s mechanical sounding voice exclaimed.
 
 
Tonya walked up to her and sat down beside her without saying a word she sat there a moment silently, sitting the bag of food on the floor just before she burst into tears.
 
 
“Tonya?! Tonya, what’s wrong?!” Zoey asked worriedly.
 
 
She pulled Tonya’s cloak off to look at her control box and she gasped. The box and wires had been repaired. She then looked up at Tonya and gasped again.
 
 
“You’re repaired? Clean clothes and… did you shower??” Zoey asked in awe.
 
 
Tonya nodded and started crying harder again.
 
 
“Tonya, what happened?! Please talk to me!” Zoey exclaimed
 
 
“I.. *hic* I.. *hic* got caught! *sob*” Tonya cried.
 
 
“Did they hurt you?! What happened?!! “ Zoey cried out, worried for the girl she saw as her older sister.
 
 
It took Tonya a moment to calm down. She shook her head and tried to control her crying though she had the hic-ups again and her breath shuttered at times.
 
 
“Th. Th. They didn’t *hic* hurt me... *shuttering breath* They fixed me.. *hic* and bathed me and gave me.. *Shuttering breath, hic* me clothes and fed me and *hic* put me in a nice bed and…” She paused as she took a deep shuttering breath and sniffled as she tried to control herself.
 
 
“And what?!” Zoey asked
 
 
“And I Wish I Could Have Stayed and Been Their Daughter But They Would Have Died If I Stayed! Died Like My Parents And Your Parents, And I Could Not Let Them Die Because Of Me And I’ll Never Find People Like That Again!!” She blurted out before losing the battle and starting to sob all over again.
 
 
Zoey just held Tonya for a while as she tried her best to comfort the older girl. She started to cry a bit too. Did Tonya really find new parents for them and then ran away, losing them the chance? Was God that cruel to show them what they wanted and then to yank it away? She did not know, but they both cried together until they fell asleep on the old, dusty cot in that dark, dank, abandoned basement.

The Spy Birds pearch on Russian Mafia mansion as they began to recording, then they caught something as 8 Russian Mafia members brining in 4 Males 4 Females were 2 Teenagers and 6 Adults. They bringing them into the mansion as they close the door and they went back patrolling the area.  
 
Burborn: You see this?  
 
Rex: Yep Boss saying send the info to Fernando and him.  
 
Burborn: Right.  
 
They began to send the info to Fernando and Charles.  
 
*
In Okata Port.
 
Charles and Maggie were interviewing Towns people about the mayor and there kids. They were at one town couple a male and female ferret were wearing a Bright Komodo outfit. As they have their shoes off. Since it custom in Japan. As Charles and Maggie did the same.  
 
Charles: So how long your daughter disappeared?  
 
Li: About 3 mounts ago since she was coming home from school and we haven’t see her since.  
 
Mary: We called the school and they saying that they saw her went on the school bus. But the School bus haven’t got to the destination and the Police saying that the bus disappeared. We miss our daughter so much.  
 
Charles: Have you talk to the Mayor of this Island?  
 
Li: We went to protest about our kid’s disappearance. But that Iodic Mayor didn’t do anything to find them. Just tell us they will be fine and will come home. I don’t believe that for a second.  
 
Charles thinking  
 
Maggie: I do believe the mayor might be acting strange here.  
 
Charles: I know daughter. We will find out what he is hiding. He will be next to Integrate.  
 
Then Charles turn to Li and Mary.
 
Charles: Don’t worry Mr. and Miss Ferret. We will let the Emporia know about the Mayor Behavior and we will find out form the Mayor.  
 
Li: Thank you Charles-san. Hope you can get our daughter back.  
 
Charles: I will. That what I do.  
 
Then they left. Charles began to call Emporia and explain.  
 
Charles: Emporia sir. We just found out form the Ferrets. That Mayor is acting strange and we need a special pass get to the mayor so we can Ask him questions.  
 
Emporia: Sure I will sent it to you and Mike will get it.  
 
Charles: Thanks.  
 
Then Charles hang up and look at Maggie.  
 
Charles: We better head back and get the pass. All of us going to pay Mayor a Visited.  
 
Maggie: Ok dad.  
 
*Then they got into their Car and drove off*  
 
*They head back to the Emporia Summer home as they enters and gate close it. While Guards Patrolling the area.  
 
Then Charles came back.  
 
Rex: Hay boss we sent the Info back to you. Also we got someone on Mayors home.  
 
Charles: Let me see.  
 
Then they went to the Suvalaince Room as Charles sit down and put headphone on. Then he see one of the Spy birds spying on the Mayor. As Mayor was in a meeting with the leader of the Russian Mafia as they began to listen to the conversation.  
 
Mayor: Please I don’t know how long I can hold out on the Parents.  
 
Demetrice: So Parents trying get you free there kids?  
 
Mayor: Yes but I tell them they will be fine.  
 
Demetrice: Well I be showing your daughter since I already pregent her to your villagers and this lesion will happen if they don’t back off. You better Tell them that or they will pay the conquestineces. DO I MAKE MY SELF CLEAR?  
 
Mayor; Yes  
 
Demetrice: Also I know Fernando Friends are on that island. Since one of my goons told me. I be sending some back up to guard you. Since they want info. It will be there last.  
 
Mayor; Right and I will accepted them to protect me.  
 
Demetrice; Good. Now over and out.  
 
*
Burborn: Dang it. Sound’s see that Mafia goon at the airport boss.  
 
Charles: No they not using Mafia goons. They were using Teenagers not only for drugs but to spy. But they didn’t see our spy birds. So we got the advance here. Send a Message to the Empore and send some little back up to keep the Mafia goons off our back. While we get the mayor and take him back to the summer home so we can Interrogate him here.  
 
Maggie: Right Dad.  
 
Then Maggie sent the message to the Emporia.  
 
Charles: Now get our weapons ready. We using Tranquilizers Darts to put them to sleep and the Mayor to sleep so we need him alive.  
 
*Then a Beeep*
 
Charles: That the emporia.
 
Then they turn on the scream and Empore was on there.  
 
Emporia: I Send the special Pass to your phones. So, you can get into the Mayor place and capture the Mayor. I also want to have a word with him too. Since he was hiding something form me too.  
 
Charles; Right, We are on our way and thanks.  
 
Emporia: Don’t worry my Japan National Police will keep the Russian Mafia goons off of your backs. So good luck in your mission.  
 
Charles: Thanks Emporia.  
 
Then the screan turn off.  
 
Charles: OK let move out.  
 
All: Yes sir.  

Akumu slowly woke from her slumber as thin, warm rays of light spilled through the window blinds and fell across her body. She opened one eye part way and winced at the light before clamping it tightly shut again. As her body started to wake up she realized her head was pounding and her guts churned, reminding her how much she had drunk the night before. She lay on the couch, wearing nothing but a pair of grey cargo pants, trying to remember what exactly had drove her to drink so much the night before, but her memory was a bit foggy at the moment, due to being hung over and still slightly drunk.
 
 
She tried to sit up slowly but ended up plopping back onto the couch with a groan as her body screamed at her for the punishment she had put it through. The TV was still on from the night before but she ignored it until the news came on and the anchors talked about a robbery foiled by an elderly couple at a small electronics store the day before.
 
 
Here eyes shot open as the previous day’s events came back to her and she lurched up into a sitting position, kicking over several empty bottles that sat on the floor as her legs swung off the couch. She watched the news segment with one eye open, sighing with relief that the police were after a Hispanic man with a wounded leg and that the elderly couple claimed there was no one else there at the time of the attempted robbery. She slumped forward with a groan to rest her arms on her knees, but drew a sharp breath through her teeth as the cut across her chest reminded her it was there.  
 
 
It all came back to her, following the cyborg girl, the fight between the cowboy and Kurayami’s hired goons, going to the electronics store, the man who attacked her because she was watching Agent G.’s location, the poisoned knife that cut her, and her getting drunk as she thought of her pending death if the man’s words were true. She was fairly sure he was not lying to her, unfortunately, as she had an uncanny ability to know when someone was lying to her. It was a gift she had, one that had been valuable to her as a cop but even more so now. So, if there was not more to the truth, she was dying, as was the cowboy sentinel. She was not sure which of them she felt worse for, honestly; herself or the cowboy.  
 
 
She knew she would die someday, and planned to die as opposed to being captured by the police or the criminal syndicates that truly ruled the country. There was little distinction between the police and the syndicate to her anymore, though she felt safer working with the syndicate than with the police. With the police she never knew who bought and paid for what, whose side anyone was on, who would throw her under the bus to protect themselves, or which arrest could get her a promotion or sign the execution order for her and her family. Working as an ‘agent’ for hire was a lot more straight forward. There were no pretenses of being an upstanding citizen, you knew you stood alone, you knew what it took to get your pay, you knew everyone was a potential enemy, and no one was a friend. Though she did not like all of what she had to do to make a living, she had hardened her heart enough to do what she had to so she could do what she felt she must. Her driving force was a mix of vengeance and justice, though it was tainted and corrupted by her own fears and biases. Despite it all she felt she was fighting some holy war as a dark, misunderstood, and tattered angel, but she had no illusions of surviving the war nor seeing the completion. Though she knew she could not win the war, she still had goals; goals she planned to live long enough to see through. Now, she was not sure she would live long enough to finish her plans, unless she moved up her time table.
 
 
Though she was fighting with how to obtain her own goals, as well as partaking in a little self-pity on the thought of dying slowly and painfully, she thought about the cowboy too. Maybe he did deserve to die, especially for working with the likes of Agent Fernando G., though she was not fully sure where Agent G. stood yet. Other than her own biased feelings against him for leading them into a trap and not finding her or protecting her partner, she was not sure who he was nor of his motives. Though she would have liked to have doomed him and his team for their past alone, she fought to maintain some logic and try to find evidence on where he stood. The slightest evidence against him would have been enough for her to write off him and his own team as needing eliminated, but her meeting the cowboy face to face had made her think harder about their group. There was something in his eyes and something in his voice that said told her they were not what her biased feelings wanted them to be. His voice was hard and his gaze strong, but she found no malice in them. She knew even if they were here for the good of her people, if they got in her way she would have to do something. Still, she almost wanted to find a cure, if not to just cure herself but to maybe even cure the cowboy sentinel. The Hispanic man had said the cowboy was poisoned worse, though, so would she have time to find a cure? And if there was no cure, was she better off trying to finish her goals before she died or waste time chasing something that might not exist?
 
 
After several minutes she pulled herself together enough to get to her feet and stagger to the kitchen. There she ate a couple crackers and took a little ‘hair of the dog’ to settle her system before stumbling to the bathroom for a shower. Once the shower was on and her pants off she leaned against the cool tile wall as she let the warm water from the shower flow over her pale skin and sooth her sore body and aching head. She was not sure what the right answers were to her problems, if there were any right answers out there, so for now she decided to pull herself together enough to make a trip back to the electronics store, and then to see the girls and repair the older ones electronics as best she could.
 
 
Her shower lasted as long as the hot water did, and even then, she wished it would have lasted longer. She dried off and dressed in loose fitting, baggy clothes, to hide her cyborg arm and to make herself less noticeable, as her normal attire was definitely more form fitting. Once dressed, weapons stowed, and sunglasses and an old baseball cap added to her ensemble, she headed to the electronics store across town.  
 
 
It took better than two hours to get there, using a mix of public transportation and walking, heading in various and seemingly random direction to make sure she was not being followed this time. Only once she was completely sure she was not followed did she head to the store for her items.  
 
 
The old couple were happy to see her and had her items ready and bagged up in a grey cloth bag, awaiting her arrival, but they were definitely more tense than normal, not chatting like normal.
 
 
“We are so glad you made safe, my dear.” The old woman said in Japanese.
 
 
“As I am for you as well. Did the police give you any trouble?” She asked.
 
 
The old man shook his head as he handed her the bag, “No, they are not too worried about the likes of two old relics like us.”
 
 
Akumu sighed as she took the bag, “I was worried they would give you trouble over the guns.”  
 
 
The old man grinned, “Not when they are registered to the chief of police and he claims they are safely locked up in his home! They took them but once he was contacted that they were his, they decided to leave them out of the report to save him embarrassment!”
 
 
The old woman frowned and smacked her husband on the arm, “Now, don’t go bragging again! Besides, I’m sure she has enough to worry about as is!”
 
 
The old man scowled at his wife for a moment before turning back to Akumu with a serious look, “As much as I hate to agree with this old bat, I am sure you have much going on so we will not keep you.”
 
 
“I am in no hurry.” Akumu said.
 
 
“What this old goat is trying to say is that the police are checking in regularly as they are hoping the ‘robber’ will try again. They are due for another visit soon.” The old woman said.
 
 
Akumu raised an eyebrow as she looked at them appraisingly. How they knew she rather not come in contact with the police she did not know, but there was a lot about this seemingly harmless elderly couple that she did not know. The more she talked to them the more she felt they were not only kindred spirits but had led a life filled with danger and lived from the shadows themselves at one time.  
 
 
She nodded after a moment, “Thank you.”
 
 
“If you need anything call us and say you need the items for your Uncle Gou. We will know it is you and have them ready for you.” The old man said.
 
 
Akumu nodded, “Thank you.”
 
 
She then turned without saying another word and walked out the door and down the street.
 
 
She walked a good mile before turning into a side alley and stopping to make sure she was still not followed. After several minutes of seeing no one head her direction she continued on, headed for the abandoned house in which the girls resided, making a wide arc to get there that took her another couple hours to make.  
 
 
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Once Tonya had managed to stop sobbing, Zoey had fallen asleep in her arms fairly fast and was out cold. Tonya lay awake for a while after but sleep soon overtook her once more. Unfortunately, bad dreams still plagued her sleep, making what little more she got less than restful, and constantly caused her to wake again to escape the nightmares. After a while she gave up trying to sleep and just lay awake, holding the younger girl she saw as her little sister close to her, as she tried to think of a way out of it all.  
 
 
She dearly wanted to go back to Hondo and his wife and bring Zoey with her, but she knew it was too dangerous for all of them. She thought about trying to somehow drop Zoey off and then leave and try to draw those who hunted them away. Maybe she could convince their hunters, if she was captured, that Zoey had died, but that meant going back to being experimented on as a lab rat. The very thought of that made her shutter with fear and dread. As it was, she was not sure she had not already compromised Hondo and Valentines safety, as those who hunted them seemed to have an uncanny ability to track them sooner or later.  
 
 
She started thinking that maybe it was just time to move on again, but to where? With all her trouble finding food, let alone her getting attacked, molested, and ripped apart, she had not been able to set enough food aside for Zoey to let her go out for a few days to scout out a new hiding spot for them. She dared not venture out today as she feared Hondo might come looking for her and try to make her go back with him, though she would not need much convincing. Other than Zoey, no one had been so gentle with her nor treated her so kindly since her parents were murdered. She feared if she saw him and he tried to get her to go with them, that she could not muster the will to resist, though she knew it would spell death for all of them. No one was safe if they were around and they were safe around no one, to Tonya that was an undeniable fact.  
 
 
Tonya dozed a bit as she thought and time passed more quickly than she realized as noon came and went. It was around 1:30 pm that the urge to use the restroom hit her and she managed to slip off the bed and away from Zoey without waking the sleeping girl. She covered her up and gazed down on her for a moment before turning sadly and heading upstairs. She could not shake the overwhelming feeling that she had failed Zoey completely and was only leading them to horrible deaths, but she still felt that was better than being alive in that lab to be taken apart, altered, and reassembled over and over again.
 
 
She sighed after a bit and quietly headed upstairs, the only sounds being the streaking of the stairs, the sound of light footfalls made by her rubber soled feet, and the slight whirring sound of her mechanical limbs. Once at the second floor, she headed to the bathroom, pulled down her pants and sat down upon the toilet’s old wooden seat. She sighed a slightly contented sigh as she sat there, glad to have an indoor toilet this time instead of having to hunker in some dark alley or behind some bushes to do her business.  
 
 
As she finished up she heard a noise coming from the master bedroom, like someone had climbed in over the balcony railings, popped the door open, and managed to get inside. She froze and listened for several second, but heard nothing else. She thought at first that maybe she was just being paranoid, but a feeling in the pit of her stomach would not let her believe that. She finished up quickly and quietly and, as she stood up and pulled her pants back up, she looked around for something to use as a weapon. There was not much in sight but the heavy ceramic toilet lid, so she quietly removed it and crept out of the bathroom. She slowly moved through the second-floor hall, looking in all the rooms and listening as she did her best to minimize the sounds of her movements. She heard and saw nothing there, though she had a feeling that someone was there somewhere. She tried to find a heat signature with her mechanical eye, but the walls and floors were too thick for it to penetrate. The balcony door was open a bit still, and she was sure it was shut before, so that only added to her belief that someone was there.  Finding no one on the second floor, she carefully made her way down the stairs to the first floor, still moving as slowly and quietly as possible. At the bottom of the stairs she stopped and looked around. A faint heat signature seemed to be coming at her from the basement stairs, but the footfalls were so quiet she had to strain to hear them, even with her bionic ears. Being as they were that quiet it she knew there was no way it could be Zoey. She quickly moved beside the doorway to the basement stairs and as the figure came up she brought the toilet lid down hard, aiming for the intruder’s head. The intruder was fast, though, and brought up an arm which the lid shattered against. The lid was heavy and, with the help of Tonya’s mechanical arm, it was brought down hard, but the intruder did not seem phased. The intruder dropped into a half squat, threw a leg out and spun, sweeping Tonya’s feet out from under her, causing her to fall back against the wall. As she rolled and tried to come to her knees, a metal arm wrapped around her neck and held her in a chock hold, but the intruder did not choke her out, just held her fast.
 
 
“Stop! It’s me! I’m hear to help!” A familiar voice hissed in her ear.
 
 
Tonya froze at the voice. It was the voice of the purple haired lady in the alley.
 
 
“How.. How did y.y.you.. you find m.me?” Tonya stammered.
 
 
“I told you I knew where you were… Now, are you going to relax so I can let go?” She asked
 
 
Tonya nodded with short jerky nods and sighed deeply and fell to her knees as the woman let her go.
 
 
“You alright?” The purple haired woman asked.
 
 
Tonya shrugged, “I.. I guess, but… If you know where we are, then we’re not safe as they will find us!”
 
 
The woman shook her head and held out her hand to help Tonya up, “It will take those morons several more days to find this place.”
 
 
“How do you know?” Tonya asked hesitantly, not taking the woman’s hand yet.
 
 
“Because I know them and have worked with them before. Like them I was hired to find you, by Kurayami.” The woman replied.
 
 
Tonya shrunk back as her face filled with terror.
 
 
“No! Please don’t take us!!” Tonya exclaimed
 
 
The woman sighed, “Look, if I had intended to take you in it would have already happened.”
 
 
“But.. but he’ll kill you too if you don’t bring us in, so why?” Tonya asked warily.
 
 
The woman pulled her hand back and leaned against the old kitchen table with a sigh.
 
 
“Look, I am a free agent, so I take jobs as I want them. I do not bring you in I do not get the rest of my money is all. Besides, Kurayami has money to burn, so he will not be upset about losing my down payment. It is not the first time I have refused a job after I have found out its nature or had someone else collect it before me, though it does not happen often.” The woman said.
 
 
“Why would you risk your money for us?” Tonya asked.
 
 
The woman sighed, “Listen, I do not do what I do because I like it. Kurayami like the rest of the syndicate is evil, though more so than most. Often the work is just hunting down some other evil bastard that tried to screw him or others like him and deserves death. I just capitalize on it. Being a free agent lets me pick and choose jobs, though. The contract on you two peeked my interest, so I took it to find out why he wanted you so badly. He will not say why and did not even want me getting close to you two… I take it those cybernetics are experimental?”
 
 
Tonya nodded, but still wore the unmistakable look of fear.
 
 
“Listen, I am not here to hurt you. I do want to help… So, what did they do to you two?” She asked as she held out her hand again.
 
 
Tonya took it reluctantly and stood up, “Thanks…”
 
 
Tonya moved back away from her and leaned against the counter.
 
 
“It’s.. its hard to talk about but… they’ve been using us for a few years to test cybernetics and fast healing medicines for the military. Makes us sick a lot, plus they didn’t feed us much either as they wanted us too weak to fight back.” Tonya said softly.
 
 
“How did they get you?” She asked.
 
 
Tonya sighed, “Zoey, that’s the little girl with me, her parents were missionaries here and something happened with their church that made the syndicate mad at them. I’m not sure what happened exactly, but they were told to leave or face consequences. They didn’t leave and were murdered for staying and Zoey was taken… My.. my dad and her dad were friends from college and stayed good friends. Her dad told my dad they were in trouble and then when he didn’t hear anything from them for a while we came here on family vacation to try to find them… Dad had no idea what he was getting into. We were threatened for asking questions and told to leave. Dad refused to until he got answers. They.. they ran our car off the road a few days later. I was hurt the worst, but would have healed alright. My parents were executed in the road ditch, though… I.. I was too afraid to do anything so I just laid beside the car and watched helplessly. One of the men knocked me out and I woke up in Kurayami lab, drugged up and strapped to a gurney. Kurayami was there and the American ambassador, who signed off on my death certificate before being handed a big pile of money.”
 
 
“Were you crippled?” She asked
 
 
Tonya looked at the floor and shook her head.
 
 
“No. My leg and arm were broken but would have been fine. My other leg wasn’t hurt at all neither was my eye. One of my ears was gashed pretty badly and would have scarred but that would have not been bad. .. The.. the doctor said they needed to test for double leg amputation cybernetics, eye, and ear replacements so they.. they took my body parts, even though they didn’t need to as that’s all we were to them, someone to test out parts. Zoey was pretty much the same, though I heard she did lose that one leg and eye in an explosion that killed her parents and destroyed their church, but I’m not sure exactly.” Tonya replied sadly.
 
 
“If you went back, what would they do to you?” The woman asked.
 
 
“We can’t go back!” Tonya exclaimed
 
 
The woman sighed, “I know, but do you know what they planned to do to you?”
 
 
Tonya closed her eyes and nodded slowly.
 
 
“Yes. That’s why we had to leave. They.. they were planning things.. unspeakable things. I’d rather Zoey and I die than to et her go through those things.” Tonya said softly as tears started to fall from her good eye at the very thought.
 
 
The woman frowned and moved forward to try to comfort the girl but Tonya moved away from her suddenly with a renewed look of fear on her face.
 
 
“I’m not going to hurt you.” The woman said.
 
 
“Sorry, but… I .. I don’t like to be touched… by women.” Tonya stammered.
 
 
“Kurayami has women doctors?” The woman asked.
 
 
Tonya shook her head, “No just nurses and lab staff… They were afraid males staff would get us pregnant and ruin future testing plans… Getting raped by women doesn’t make babies, though, so they allowed it.”
 
 
The woman closed here eyes and sighed, “ *Sigh* Damn those animals! … I’m sorry. I don’t know what I can do, but I want to help… what is your name, girl?”
 
 
Tonya looked at her, unsure of what to think about the woman.
 
 
“Tonya.” She replied hesitantly.
 
 
The woman nodded, “Well, Tonya, I’m Akumu… I brought some electrical supplies so we can try to fix those wires right.”
 
 
Tonya shook her head, “You don’t have to. I got them fixed already.”
 
 
She took her cape off and showed the woman the box on her back with the repaired connections, tie wraps, new straps, and replaced charge port. The woman looked them over appraisingly.
 
 
“This is good work. Don’t tell me your little friend did this.” Akumu said.
 
 
Tonya shook her head, “No. I.. I was out looking for food last night and got caught. The man who caught me fixed me up.”
 
 
Akumu gave her a worried look, “You let someone help you then came back here?? This place may be compromised then.”
 
 
Tonya shook her head, “No, Hondo wouldn’t sell us out! He was nice! His wife was too!”
 
 
“Hondo? Who is this Hondo?” Akumu asked, thinking she might have to go eliminate someone to keep them safe.
 
 
“I.. I know you said not to trust him, but I didn’t know he and his friends were there and he was so nice!” Tonya said quickly.
 
 
Akumu looked confused at first then gave Tonya a wide-eyed look as it dawned on her what she meant.
 
 
“You are talking about the cowboy, aren’t you?” Akumu asked warily.
 
 
Tonya looked back down and nodded, “Yeah.”
 
 
“I told you not to trust him!” Akumu exclaimed.
 
 
 “I didn’t know he was there, honest! I thought it was some frat house or something! I got some good food there once and it was close so I chanced it again and he caught me. My wires came apart again and I couldn’t walk or anything. He carried me inside and he and his wife got me clean clothes, a nice bed, a shower, and food, as well as fixed my electronics! They were so kind and even asked me to consider staying and letting them take care of me!” Tonya blurted out defensively.
 
 
Akumu was a bit taken back at the fire and defensiveness she saw in the girl about this cowboy. Was he conning her or was he truly trying to help her? The girl sure felt strongly about it, as it was the first thing she had talked about in anything other than a sad, depressed, or defeated tone.
 
 
“Why did you not stay?” Akumu asked.
 
 
Tonya frowned against and sighed, “*sigh* … because… because they would have found us and killed them like they killed our parents…  As much as I wanted to stay I.. I couldn’t bare to see them hurt because of us.”
 
 
Akumu frowned. She still had a lot of misgivings about Agent Fernando G., and those with him, but this girl seemed sure this cowboy was a good man and that intrigued her.  
 
 
“I would tell you to go back, if I trusted them myself, but I still do not, though I am glad he helped you. I would have been here sooner but ran into… a situation. Probably best I was late as they did a much better repair on your equipment than I could have.” Akumu said.
 
 
“You.. you said you’d help us… How?” Tonya asked.
 
 
Akumu frowned, “No, I said I want to help. Beyond patching your wires, I honestly had no other plans. I can try to keep the others off your tail for a while longer, but I figure you have a week tops before you need to find a new place. That is all I can do. I have my own goals that I cannot compromise by crossing Kurayami. What I have done so far, and even distracting his goons, could be forgiven if he found out, but if I try to go against him anymore by helping you escape they would kill me. I am sorry, but I have things I must do that are more important than your life or my conscience.”
 
 
Tonya nodded solemnly, "I.. I understand.”
 
 
A soft thumping was heard at the stairs and they both turned to see Zoey struggling up the last couple stairs as she hobbled up them on her crutch.
 
 
She looked between Akumu and Tonya with a look of fear and worry.
 
 
“Tonya? ... Are you okay?” Her slightly mechanical voice asked hesitently
 
 
“It’s alright… She’s a friend.” Tonya replied reassuringly, though she felt like it was really a lie.
 
 
Akumu’s heart threatened to break as she saw the little girl completely for the first time and saw the fear in her one good eye. She swallowed the feeling, though, as she told herself that she could not let emotions pull her from her self-assigned path. She forced a smile, though as she looked at the girl, hoping that would put her at ease.
 
 
“Hello. You must be Zoey. Tonya has told me some good things about you and seems to care about you a lot.” Akumu said.
 
 
“What.. what do you want from us?” Zoey asked timidly.
 
 
“She came to repair my wiring harness. She’s the one who helped me yesterday while the cowboy fought off those who attacked me.” Tonya explained.
 
 
“Someone else fixed Tonya… please just go away and leave us alone.” Zoey replied softly, as there was something about the woman she did not trust.  
 
 
 “I was just getting ready to leave…” Akumu replied before turning back to Tonya,  “I can try to get some supplies for you, if you would like.”
 
 
“No.” Zoey answered quickly
 
 
They both looked at Zoey for a moment before turning back to each other.
 
 
Tonya shook her head, “Thank you, but probably would be best if you didn’t. If you come around too much they might try to follow you here. Besides, it sounds like you have much more important business.”
 
 
Akumu did not miss the cold tone in Tonya’s voice, but she could not blame her for feeling that way and understood the feeling. She wished she could do more but how was not certain.  
 
 
Akumu nodded, “I understand. I will be going now.”
 
 
She started to head upstairs but Tonya called out to her.
 
 
“Wait…” Tonya said
 
 
Akumu turned back to her, thinking she changed her mind.
 
 
“Yes?” Akumu asked.
 
 
Tonya nodded towards the basement, “There is a passage to some doors in the bushes through the basement. Less chance of being seen that way.”
 
 
Akumu sighed and nodded, “Alright.”
 
 
She headed for the door to the basement’s stairs, pausing at the stairs but not turning back to the girls.
 
 
“I am sorry I cannot help further. Be careful out there and trust no one. If you have to trust someone find the cowboy, but be careful. Even those who seem good are not always.” She said.
 
 
“Like you?” Zoey asked almost snidely.
 
 
Akumu paused but did not reply to Zoey’s comment.
 
 
“Take care of yourselves. I hope you both get out.” She said before continuing down to the basement and out the passage.  
 
 
After they heard the metal door open and then shut again, the girls both sighed with relief before turning to each other.
 
 
“You okay?” Zoey asked.
 
 
Tonya nodded, “I’m fine, really. She did help me and she told me she’d come help me as she knew where we were yesterday. I.. I guess I didn’t really believe her. Thought she just said that so I’d go or not give up hope or something.”
 
 
“I don’t trust her.” Zoey said.
 
 
“I know… I’m not sure what to think of her, honestly. Doubt we’ll see her again anyway.” Tonya replied.
 
 
“Do we have to move soon, now?” Zoey asked.
 
 
Tonya nodded, “Yeah. Really soon. Maybe even tonight!”
 
 
(To be Continued…)

They arrived to the Mayor Mansion. As they show there pass from the Emporia and they let them in.  
 
Charles: Ok We are in Team 2.  
 
*In a Black Van Burbon and Rex in the Van looking at the mansion*  
 
Burbon: We are near the mansion boss and ready.  
 
*
Charles; Ok Team 3 You ready.  
 
*
JPN Cars were on the other side of the mansion too.
 
Sargent Kent: We are ready sir.  
 
*
Charles: Ok once the Lights are off. Use your camo Suits to stun the guards and the mafia. We will Stun then inside and stun the mayor too. Then take the mayor with us. Rex You disable the Cars so they don’t chase us.  
 
Rex: Right boss.  
 
Charles: Mike once we got the mayor get near the door so we can get in and get out of there.
 
Mike: Right sir.  
 
Charles: Ok Let do it.  
 
*
Then they arrived to the Mansion as the Mayor great them.  
 
Mayor: Hello there Mr. Williams and these are your guards?  
 
Charles (Mr. Williams): Yes they are. They protect me with my life.  
 
Mayor: Ok come in  
 
Then they enter into the mansion. As it was a party and they were shock too. Seeing some Teenagers were dancing while the Mafia goons were enjoying it. 2 Male mouse wearing Maid outift were serving drinks. While 2 Females Ferrets were leading into two rooms by two Mafia guards.  
 
Dale seeing one as his spy glasses took a picture of the female maid ferret and sent it back to Burbon.  
 
*
Burbon shock seeing this.  
 
Rex: Hay is that the Ferrets daughter?  
 
*
Maggie see her too and wisper <You are right.>  
 
Charles looking back to her and thinking. <Yea that is her. We need take her too.>  
 
Dale <Right.>  
 
Mayor: So How is Africa?  
 
Charles; Oh it doing fine *looking back to Maggie and nodding*  
 
Maggie nods as she activate the EMP on her glove. Then the power went out at the mansion.  
 
Rex, Burbon got out, turn on their camo suit and they disappeared as they heading to the mansion with their tranquiller guns. Then JPN got on there camo suits, as they dissaperd to assist Charles and his group.  
 
*
Mayor; What the?  
 
Mafia thug: The power went out. Go and Check it out.  
 
Mafia Thug 2: Right
 
Then Charles, Maggie and Dale turn on their camo suits and they disappeared. Then took out their Tranquiller guns. “Surprise Idoits.” Then they fire on them, AS Charles hit the Mayor as he went to sleep, Maggie hit the Ferret girl she went to sleep, Dale hit one Male mouse Maid as he went down to sleep and they got every Mafia thug as they went to sleep.  
 
*
Outside Mafia Thugs fire at a ghost as the ghost fire back taking them out and also Rex Disabling their Cars as he fire on them too. Mike came in fast as he was near the door. Then Charles grabs the Sleeping mayor, Dale grab the Ferret girl and Maggie grab the Male Mouse maid. Then they put them in the car as they got in.  
 
Charles: GO GO!  
 
Then Mike speed off fast as they went out of the mansion. Rex and Burbon got back to there Vans as they got in and drove off too. Island police came. But JPN Stop them and show them there badge.  
 
Sargent Mike: This is a raid on the mayor house. By JPN. He is under invegetation. So don’t you interfere with the JPN work.  
 
Sargent Zen: Ok.  
 
Then they left.  
 
 *
They got back to the Emporia Summer Home.  
 
They put the Female Ferret was wearing a green Komodo and Slippers in a room, then Tie her up on the chair making sure she don’t attack them. Then Rex put the Male Maid Mouse wearing a Maid outift with matching Flat heel shoes. In another room. As they tie him up on the chair too.  
 
Charles: Ok take blood samples form them and see if you can make a cure for that drug.  
 
Maggie: Right dad.  
 
Charles; But if you run into a jam. Then we can ask Fernado see if Gadget can help you with the cure.  
 
Maggie: Ok dad.  
 
Charles: Rex and Burbon guard them too. We don’t know how aggressive they will be. They might go crazy stage too.  
 
Rex: Right we be on guard.  
 
Charles: Well Dale. Let wake up the Mayor so the Emporia can have a chat with him.
 
*Then they went into the room as the Mayor was tied up. Then Charles turn on the screan as Emporia was on the screan.*  
 
Emporia: Is he asleep?
 
Charles: Yea. Let wake him up.
 
Dale Then grab a glass of Water and then throw the water in the Mayor Face as he spitting and waking up.  
 
Emporia: WAKE UP MAYOR. WE GOT TO TALK NOW!  
 
Mayor See the Emporia and was not happy.  
 
Mayor: OH no Emporia *Glups* I can explane.  
 
Emporia: YOU BETTER. DRUGS WERE COMING FORM YOUR ISLAND. WHY YOU NOT STOPING THE RUSSIA MAFIA FROM DOING IT. THE VILLAGERS COMPALING TO ME. SAYING THAT YOU ARE NOT DOING YOUR JOB! YOU BETTER GIVE ME A GOOD EXPLANTION!
 
Mayor: OK. Ok. I will tell you. The Russia Mafia Leader Demetrice have my Daughter and he already pregent her. That why I can’t do my job. If I interfered then he will kill my daughter.  
 
Charles; Man that mess up there.  
 
Emporia: I See now. Well I was going for the death scenes. But I will give you a autamainae. IF you let Charles, JPN Capture Demetrice and arrested him. Then they will rescue your daughter. Also you need to resigned from your position as mayor. Then you and your daughter will be on Japan Witness Protection agency. Any Place you go and live out as a new fresh start.  
 
Mayor: Well me and my daughter always want to live in Australia since it safe there.  
 
Emporia: Ok I will work out with the Australia gov. With the paper work and passports for you and your daughter. Also we need fake your death too and make it the Russia Mafia believe it too.  
 
Charles: Good idea Emporia. We can use a dummy with the Mayor clothing and push the car off of the mountain and crash in a fire burn. Then the Russia Mafia will to busy be forcus on the New Election for the next mayor of the island.  
 
Dale: Then we will strike and get Demetrice.
 
Charles: Right dale.  
 
Emporia: Then it settles fake death for the mayor tomorrow.  
 
Charles: Ok Emporia and we will do that in the morning.  
 
Emporia: Good luck.  
 
*Then the screen went off*  
 
Charles: Ok everyone gets to sleep we got a big day tomorrow. Operation Fake Mayor Death begins tomorrow.  
 
All: Right boss.  
 
Then they went to sleep.
 
*
Female Teen Ferret waking up as she trying get out of the ropes. Then looking for anything to cut the ropes with. Then she sees the ropes were tie around the chair and getting her hand free. Then get her other hand free as she gets the ropes off. But hearing foot steps as she back to sleep and have the ropes around her.  
 
Two guards check on her. Then went back to their post. As Female Teen Ferret open one of her eye and smiles. <Boy I am going to have fun with those two. I need get my friend out of the ropes too.>  
 
To be continue.  

[Thirty-second Floor Pent House, Tokyo Hilton, a few minutes after 6PM]
 
The elevators open on the Pent House floor and the girls step out onto the floor, getting in awe at the grand sight that was bestowed to them. Fernando steps outs out and walks over to the living room bar with Gadget behind him.
 
Chieko is the first to respond, “Wow... All this is yours? Would you marry me, mister?”
 
“That depends a lot on the future and what it holds. But I am honored that you asked.” Fernando tells her.
 
Naomi whispers towards Chieko, “What’s wrong with you? He’s a married man and that is his girl friend!”
 
“It’s OK.” Fernando tells them, adding, “Yes, I heard you.” They all look at him before he continues, “The future is uncertain, so anything is possible. Who knows, maybe we will all wake up in the same bed tomorrow morning after an all night sex-a-thon between me and you girls. But I doubt it, as things are certain in that happening so soon in our relationship. Things are not aligning in that direction for all of us for nay time in the near future.”
 
“Then, if I can ask,” Hiromi chimes in, “In all seriousness, if the opportunity was there to do it with any or all of us, would you take that opportunity?”
 
“Let me explain this much about myself – I am not the kind of man that would want to go out on the prowl and take home a fine young damsel like yourselves just to have my way with her on a lust driven sexual adventure. I prefer to share the time we have together on an emotional level as well as a physical and sexual level. Understand that men have emotions too, even though ours tend to be toned down and swing to extremes at times, but it is there. So for me, I have to love a girl such as like any of you on a physical, sexual and emotional level. I find it being more rewarding that way for those involved.” Fernando explains.
 
“But tying emotions, makes it cheating.” Naru throws at him.
 
“Would it be cheating if all of us get involved in a relationship that involved sex and emotions if we all allow it and share in it as equally as possible?” Fernando asks.
 
Most of them say “No...” but with Naru throwing in after a brief moment of silence, “What about your friend? Gadget’s her name, right?”
 
Gadget speaks up, “Under the circumstances that both our spouses left us, what I have with him I never got from my former husband. And from what I can tell, I’m giving him what his wife failed to give him. I am not an easy person to get along with and on this mission we are on, I have gotten on his nerves plenty of times, but I try my best to make him happy as a man, as a person, as a friend, and as my boss.”
 
“That includes sex with him?” Chieko asks.
 
“What do you think making him happy as a man involves?” Gadget throws in.
 
“Let’s not get into a tizzy from this.” Fernando begins. “A man needs a lot more than a woman giving him sex all the time.”
 
“Like what?” Naomi asks.
 
“He needs a woman he can trust, a woman that won’t turn on him because she wants drama, a woman that can make dinner for him, keep his house, family and business in order, and one that is capable of doing what needs to be done by herself instead of asking him to do it for her all the time. Just like a woman needs a man that is willing to support her through the things she needs support in, to agree with her on things that are for them but not for her. To give her what she needs and when he can afford it – give her what she wants. In everything that I have, I cannot afford to give her the world, but I can give her my part of it.” He explains.
 
“You sure you do not want to marry me?” Chieko throws at him again, adding, “I’ll do anything to have a man like you as my husband.”
 
“Chieko!” Naomi throws at her.
 
“I can’t be your husband, but I’ll be your friend.” He tells her. After a brief pause to take a breath, he continues, “I’ll be a friend to you all. I just demand the same respect and trust as friends to be returned. Besides, didn’t you guys said yesterday that you would prefer to marry within your species?”
 
Kitsume steps in with her answer, “Yes, we did but we talked about it during the day.”
 
Sakura throws in, “What good is a guy if he is only going to the minimum to achieve so little in life? These high school boys only care about themselves, video games, manga, anime and getting into some girl’s panties – though it is easy to do here but only if he is worth it.”
 
Chieko throws out, “You’re more than worth it!”
 
“Chieko!” Naomi lets out trying to shut her up.
 
Hiromi explains, “No, it’s true. Having a boyfriend is nice but is it worth it when all he thinks is of himself and not of the one he is with? But you, you already had worked hard to get what you want in life and continue to work hard. A girl would be a fool not to fall in love with a guy like you. I do not understand why your wife would leave you for a terrorist as she had everything a woman could want from you.”
 
Gadget steps in to reply, “She wanted drama in order to put some excitement in her dull life. And my husband offered it to her in terms of drugs, sex, and criminal activities such as prostituting herself to his friends and clientele.”
 
“Gadget...” Fernando tells her, “Let’s not get personal.”
 
“He’s already given me enough excitement to last a lifetime.” Chieko throws out, adding, “If it were not for him we would be home watching anime, doing homework and wishing we have a boyfriend while we touch ourselves in the privacy of our closed rooms.”
 
“Chieko!” Naomi lets out.
 
“It is true. Where would we be if it were not for him.” Hiromi throws in, as Chieko begins to unbutton her school uniform polo.
 
“Chieko, what are you doing?” Naomi throws out to get her attention.
 
“I’m going to see how one of the dresses fit.” Chieko answers back.
 
“But... in front of him?” Naomi asks urgently.
 
“We changed in front of him at the store while the store staff took our measurements. I can trust him.” Chieko tells her, throwing in as she pulls out one of the dresses - the little black one, “Kitsume, help me with this.”
 
“Why should I help you?” Kitsume complains.
 
“Because you are taller than me, and you can help me adjust it to make it look good on me.” Chieko tells her as she takes her top off and drapes it across the couch’s arm.
 
“Ladies, you can use one of the bedrooms to change, if you like.” Fernando tells them.
 
“It’s OK, Mister Fernando. We can trust you, or at least I can.” Chieko tells him.
 
“What if things turned around and I wanted to take advantage of you and the others?” Fernando asks.
 
“I don’t know about the others, but you would be making my dreams come true.” Chieko answers as she hands the little black dress to Kitsume.
 
Everyone turns to Naomi to see how she would respond. She just puts her face into her hand and shakes her head. Chieko pops the button off the hem off the skirt and pull the zipper down, letting the skirt down. She beds over to pick it up off the floor, almost seductively to see Fernando’s reaction, which was none. She was cute however, bustier and curvier than her friends, she would be equal in size and shape to them if she was taller. Her short hair gave her face a more boyish in appearance despite the body she had. It is not that Fernando was not interested, he was but he was also in control of himself when many would find an excuse not to “a girl stripping her clothes off in front of him and saying that she would accept any move he puts on her.”
 
Gadget nudges Fernando with her elbow to get his attention, “Hey... It’s not polite to stare.”
 
Fernando turns to her, “I’m not staring. Just got a lot on my mind.
 
“Like what?” Gadget asks.
 
“Hondo as a place for us to go to out by the mountain, a ranch of some sort. But I do not want us to go there in case we get followed. Your husband escaping from jail and he’s out there somewhere looking for us, mostly you and I but he would target everyone else if he could.” He tells her.
 
As Kitsume helps zip up the dress Chieko had put on, Hiromi starts taking off her school uniform after taking out her little black dress to put on. Fernando decides to step into his room but Cheiko and Kitsume go after him and latch onto his arm.
 
“It’s OK Mister. You seen us in our underwear while the store staff measured us for our dresses, we can trust you here while we change into the new dresses.” Chieko tells him.
 
“Yeah, Mister. We can trust you.” Kitsume tells him.
 
“You going to strip and change into your dress?” Fernando asks. He then throws in, “Look, even though I am the adult here, if we are going to be friends and maybe more, it’s ‘Fernando’ in private, but ‘Mister G.’ (Gee) in public.”
 
They both sigh as they look at him before Chieko throws in, “OK, Fernando.” Kitsume nods at him.
 
“Then let me go.” Fernando tells them. They do as they are told and all walk back to the living room where Hiromi is standing there in just her panties and bra, and a slight smile on her face.
 
Fernando looks at Hiromi and then the others and lastly at Gadget. Then he shakes his head for the moment.
 
“What’s wrong?” Hiromi asks.
 
“I know it’s been a long day but you ladies are slouching, and letting your breasts hang and sag.” He slowly walks up to Hiromi “You ladies are young adults, you should be standing up straight, and have those breasts of yours stand up firm and proud.” He tells them.
 
“How so?” Kitsume asks.
 
“I’ll show you...” He says before whispering in Hiromi’s ear, “I don’t mean anything sexual by putting my hands on you, but I will have to place my hands on you in certain ways.”
 
Hiromi nods and turns to him, “You can touch me how ever you want. I don’t mind.”
 
Fernando mentally nods to himself before stepping up behind her. He reaches over and takes her dress she has in her hand and places it on the couch’s arm before standing behind her again. He puts his hands on to her waist and pulls her softly against him. He then whispers in her ear, I need loosen your bra to make those adjustments.”
 
Hiromi nods at him.
 
He looks at the others from above her shoulders, “Now watch and learn.” He then tells Hiromi, “Girl, relax. And then do as I tell you.”
 
Hiromi nods again as he puts his hands on her shoulders.
 
“Take a small step sideways, putting your feet apart as wide as your shoulders.” He tells her. She complies. He then puts his hands under her arm pits and lifts her up slightly, telling her “Stand up straight and balance yourself on the heels of your feet.”
 
She does the best as she can, unsure what to do at first but figures out what to do. He steps away from her and looks her over from front to back, head to toe. He then steps behind her, unhooking her bra and puts it to a looser setting. He the reaches from under her arms and cups her breasts into his hands, feeling them for the shape, size and firmness.
 
“You have a lovely bare of breasts. We’ll talk with the rest of the girls about staying firm into your later adult years.” He tells her softly in her ear. She lets out a small Mona Lisa smile and a slight nod. He then tells her, “Put your hands on mine, so I can take my hand out and your support yourself.” She nods and then complies, allowing him to take his hands out from under her breasts. He walks away and goes into his room, looking for something. He comes back with a package wrapped lingerie with a special bra that has adjustable padding.”
 
He steps up the middle of the livingroom, needing to explain, “What I have to give out is new, never used by anyone and provided by both the Japanese and American governments as ‘needed items’ for my agents to use and wear during a mission and they can keep after the mission is over. Since no one is using them at this time, I’m handing what is needed to you ladies. We have more than enough for everyone and in assorted sizes to fit everyone.”  He then goes back behind Hiromi. “Take off your bra and we’ll see about fitting this one on.”
 
“What it is?” Hiromi asks.
 
He explains loud enough for the others to hear, “In America it is called ‘Wunder Bra,’ and it has these pads called ‘cookies’ where you put a pad into whatever sections to push and shape you accordingly.” The girls all seem to nod at him as he opens the package and shows Hiromi the ‘cookie pads’ and the sections inside the bra’s cup. He tells her as he shows a ‘cookie pad’ and inserts it into the bottom section, “Though you are already firm, this cookie pad at the bottom of the up will give you a bit more support and a tiny amount of lift. See how I put it in? You try it with the other cup before putting it on.”
 
Hiromi nods as she takes the bra and the pouch with the ‘cookie pads’ from his hands and looks it over before deciding which one to use and insert it into the bra cup’s sectional pouch. She starts to put on the bra, Fernando takes the ends and holds them but not connects the hooks while Hiromi makes a few adjustments to make the straps fit. He then hooks them loosely before reaching to the front and cups her breasts in his hands and shifts the bra until her breasts are sitting naturally in the bra cups. He then reaches to the back and tightens the bra band from the hooks in the back. He then slides his hands through the sides and front, making a couple of adjustments to the bra. He then steps back and to her side and then her front, looking at her. She was definitely enjoying the attention he was giving her body.
 
“How does it feel?” He asks.
 
“Wow, she looks... bigger!” Kitsume says.
 
“Actually she is not bigger, the bra is giving her a slight push up and forward to make her look bigger. Thing is, how does it feel? Can you wear that all day?” Fernando says to them and then at Hiromi.
 
“It feels good. It’s not my favorite bra and it does feel different but I’m comfortable with it!” Hiromi answers.
 
“Good. Now put on the dress. Let’s see how you look.” He tells her. Hiromi nods before reaching over, taking the dress from the couch’s arm and puts it on. Chieko steps beside Hiromi to be next.
 
Gadget leans over to Fernando and whispers in his ear, “Hope you enjoyed that quickie feel.”
 
“How about you ask her, as when I am done with them and we all go out on a date, we will return here and we can all practice making babies...*!” Fernando tells her, only to be slapped when he barely finished his sentence.
 
“You’re a pervert!” Gadget yells out loud, adding “How dare you feel up a teenage girl!”
 
“I don’t mind. In fact I sorta liked it... a lot!” Hiromi chimes in.
 
“I would love for a guy to feel me up like he did Hiromi...” Chieko lets out.
 
“The both of you are thirsty beyond belief!” Naomi lets out.
 
“We’re all thirsty, even you Naomi.” Kitsume tells her.
 
“If I dare ask, can I ask why?” Fernando asks.
 
Sakura starts to explain, “Well, it’s given that we Japanese girls start earlier than most girls around the world and we are freer in those things. So one can say that some of us can get it anytime we want, and some of us can get some of the times we want, and some of us do not get it at all...”
 
“And because of Aratani and her friends getting all the boys to date them and make them stay away from other girls not down with them, we cannot have boyfriends.” Cheilko throws in.
 
“Is this true for all of you?” Fernando asks.
 
Gadget just stands there listening to all that is being said in disbelief in what she is hearing. Most nod or say yes, though by experience some had a boyfriend before going to high school, except for Kitsume and Naomi who both have a male cousin who has an interest in them but they are no longer interested in gaining such attention from a family relative, especially when that male relative does not have girls interested in them. It is a vicious statement to say but it is true, unless it is an intimate familiar relationship that is allowed (as it is in many Asian cultures), if others are not interested in the familiar suitor then there is something wrong with him that no one wants. Sakura points this out to see their reaction.
 
“Well, Naomi and Kitsume were dating their male cousins until last year.” Sakura throw out.
 
“I was fulfilling a family favor!” Naomi lets out as it trying to defend herself.
 
Everyone turned to Kitsume when Naomi finished.
 
“It was a summer fling done as a favor that went nowhere because he was my cousin! Eww...” Kitsume points out.
 
Fernando throws out, “Nothing wrong with dating a cousin as long as no one forces the other into situations they do not want to be in, which includes sexual one that can lead to rape. “No’ means ‘NO!’” The girls turn to look at him, making him confess, “I dated my cousin Maria when I was a teenager some 15 years go or so when we were young teens. But we were dating when we were friends before we found out we were cousins. And we dated as friends, not for a romantic interlude or sexual favors to be done. Mostly going to the movies, museums or the library, I also had to tutor her a lot because she did not like to study. Not that she was dumb or anything, she was quite intelligent, she rather want to watch anime on TV or play video games than do her homework.”
 
Trying to save her own skin Kitsume throws out, “If given the opportunity, if she offered herself to you, you know – sexually, you would have taken her, right?”
 
“I will admit that if the opportunity was there, yes. But I am saying this is a guy thing – if a girl offers herself to a guy sexually, he’s going to take it. Just like a dog would take a bone you throw it at. But there were no opportunity there for that to happen – we respected each other as friends and later as family. There was a likeness and some attraction but nothing that would allow for certain relationship lines to be crossed.” He explains.
 
“What you mean, ‘...if a girl offers herself to a guy sexually, he’s going to take it like a dog would take a bone you throw it at’?” Naomi asks.
 
“Just that. Guys are constantly on the prowl for that girl who is willing to give him sex. If a girl were to walk up to some random guy and offered him sex, he would accept that offer. There are various social constraints and expectations of behavior and respect to be exchanged in order to allow this to happen or not, but for the most part, guys will take what sex that is offered to him from any girl throwing it at him.” Fernando explains.
 
“So if we offered you sex, you would take it?” Naru asks.
 
“Personally I would not. One: I’m married. Two: I am already having an affair with a friend. Three: In my country and its laws, you girls are minors and I cannot have sex with a minor, even though your nation and culture says that you are of age, in my nation and culture it is not. Take away those three stipulations, and it is a possibility that I would.” He explains. He then looks at Chieko, “Come, you’re next.”
 
Chieko literally trots over to him, smiling to herself. She then stands up to him, reaching behind with some difficulty but manages to pull down the zipper on her dress. She shimmies out of the top half of the dress, letting it hang from her waist as she puts her hands under her bra covered breasts and thrusts them up at him. “It’s not much I know, but I think you can help...” She lets out.
 
Fernando takes her by her shoulders and turns her around, pulling her against him. He then pulls her bra strap to get look at the size information tag before reaching into the bag to get a Wunder Bra in her size. He then reaches around her to put the bra and its “cookie” paddings in her hand before cupping her breasts in his large hands and hefting them up slightly and pushing them in just a bit.
 
He whispers in her ear, “You comfortable with that? Tell the truth, we can work this one way or another.”
 
Chieko nods after letting out a sigh and a smile.
 
He tells her, “Put your hands on mine and hold yourself like I am as I take off your bra and set up the Wunder Bra to accentuate your breasts.”
 
She nods again while smiling.
 
Once her hands were on his, she flexes her fingers making his hands lightly grope her breasts.  She whispers to herself, “If we were alone, I would want you to do me lovely.”
 
He heard it and whispers in her ear, “Maybe one day your wish might come true. But let’s get this done first.”
 
She turns her head and nods, easing up on her hands to allow his hands to slip out and take the Wunder bra to adjust it to fit her. He takes the cookie pads and puts them into the cups to shape her into a slightly pushed up and in position. Unlike with Hiromi, which he showed her how to adjust the bra according to her size and fit and let her do half of the adjustments, he does the entire bra’s adjustments for Chieko.
 
Fernando reaches around her and helps Chieko with putting on the Wunder Bra. He then adjusts and shifts the bra accordingly on her before helping her with her dress. Helping her zipper up the dress, he then steps away from her and then to the side of her to look at her. She stands there looking more assure and confident of herself with the breasts held up and high like Hiromi is. The others look at her in awe.
 
“Wow... you look like some office manager of a big company!” Kitsume says.
 
“You look so adult-like...” Sakura says.
 
Hiromi leans over to Chieko, taking a side hug, “Look at that, we work for some big office company!”
 
“Yeah!” Chieko says, almost holding back a tear for some hidden reason why it wants to come out though it all the years of Aratani Fujita and her friends bullying her and her friends.
 
“Well, let’s try this – Kitsume, don’t try on the dress – yet. Let’s see how this looks under a school uniform.” Fernando tells her.
 
“Are you going to grab my boobs and feel them up like you did Hiromi and Chieko?” Kitsume asks.
 
“I am going to see where it would be best for you to be at which means that I will have to feel and have a sense of your breasts.” He tells her.
 
Kitsume lets out a sigh as she steps up to him before leaning over him and whispers in his ear, “No nipple play or you might end up with me as your girlfriend.”
 
He whispers in hers, “Maybe I want all of you to be my girlfriend. As you said, in Japan as long as there are no emotions, we all can have a sexual relationship and it is not considered cheating.”
 
She steps back and takes off her school polo shirt showing him her breasts in a light lace silk bra. He looks at it, as the light construction and sheer material of the bra is not enough of supporting her goods as they were supporting themselves.
 
“My... that must be an expensive bra... but it’s so light, how can it support you?” Fernando says and asks.
 
“I support myself, though my mother got me my bras when I was young and she said to always get the smoothest silk bras so they do not chafe against your skin. And the panties came from a matching set with the bra.” Kitsume says with a smile.
 
“I see. Well, there are Wunder Bras in silk, but I will have to you one later on as I have these in I think Spandex.” He says to her.
 
“Let see how it works for me then... we’ll discuss getting a silk one later.” Kitsume tells him before unclasping the front clip of her bra and pulls the cups from her breasts.
 
He can only look down at them for a moment before putting his hands on her waists and quickly turns her around. Kitsume gave a confused then frustrated look as she is turned around. He then reaches under her arms and slowly takes the front-open bra off her shoulders and out her arms. He momentarily looks at the bra for its size and hand her one of the Wunder Bars and a couple of cookie pads to hold onto. He then carefully places her bar on the bar table next to them before turning to her and putting his hands on the side of her chest.
 
Kitsume tells him, “Remember what I told you...”
 
“What did you tell him?” Naomi asks.
 
“Oh nothing. Just that if he plays with my nipples that he is going to have me as a girlfriend.” Kitsume says a bit too proudly.
 
“Kitsume! You should not be saying those things!” Naomi says too loud, throwing in and shyly pointing towards Gadget, “He already has a girlfriend!”
 
“As long as there are no emotional attachments, there should be no problems with him having me and who ever as his girlfriend. It is only cheating when emotions are involved.” Kitsume explains.
 
“I do not think there should be a problem.” Fernando says out loud. He then says, “Take a deep breath and relax. I just need to get a sense of your size and shape before adjusting the Wunder Bra and having you trying it on.”
 
Kitsume seductively leans back against him, turning to hear to face him, “Remember what I told you...”
 
Fernando whispers to her, “You want to be my girlfriend now? We can have some privacy in one of the bedrooms...” as slides his hands against her skin from the side of her chest to cup her firm breasts in his hands, giving them a very slight squeeze no one would notice but her.
 
“Oh my... Your hands... They are so big, and strong... And gentle...” Kitsume almost swoons.
 
“Relax girl. It’s not like I’m taking your lady-hood from you.” He says to her as he took in her shape and size into consideration, seeing that she did not need much in what the Wunder Bra could offer in augmentation, but he thinks a tiny amount of lift would enhance her appearance. “There. Looks like I was right in my guess in the adjustments I gave for what you need, put on the bra and try it out.”
 
With a bit of assistance, she puts on the Wunder Bra and feels that she was lifted a bit like when Fernando had his hands on her breasts. She then put on her school uniform Polo Shirt. Though to Fernando thought that such a lift was minimal at best, the girls were awed by a ‘large difference’ Kitsume seems to have.
 
“You would fit in with the mature girls in college!” Hiromi lets out.
 
“You think so?” Kitsume asks, adding, “I can feel a slight lift but that is it.”
 
“That slight lift is putting you higher up than before, it might not feel like much but there is a large visual difference!” Sakura points out.
 
“Ladies, the best look you can have concerning your breasts depending on your size is having them slope down at a 45-degree angle from your shoulders to where they round about back to the body. If you were all smaller, then it would be more like a 30 to 40 degree angle, again, depending on your size and the smaller the size, the smaller then angle.” Fernando explains.
 
 
 
A few thousand feet away in Downtown Tokyo around the shopping mall district, the infamous Dirty Pair walk about in their civilian attire as they work undercover role to gather information.
 
Kei is miffed at their situation, “I’m going to complain to the chief about our pay! Uncover gets the most money for the least amount of work!”
 
“Kei, as Trouble Consultant Officers, we get paid double what Undercover gets!” Yuri throws at her.
 
“At what price? We have to dodge bullets, avoid explosions, and hope we kill the bad guys before they kill us in a fire fight! Not once in this undercover job Fernando gave us did we have to had to fight to survive like we do as Trouble Consultants!” Kei complains.
 
“I’m sure Fernando is making sure we are getting our Trouble Consultant Pay instead of the Traffic Agent pay we were getting before Fernando called us into our former Trouble Consultant position.” Yuri replies.
 
“Hmph...” Kei throws out.
 
“At least we can wear normal clothes and not the mini vests and short shorts we had to put on as Trouble Consultants.” Yuri points out.
 
They stop in mid step with Kei just scowling with a twisted lip at Yuri.  
 
Yuri pokes at Kei’s breasts with her index finger, “I doubt you would be able to fit into your Trouble Consultant uniform, with all that cheese cake you have been eating lately, you have put on a few pounds!”
 
“One does not get much exercise handling traffic and handing out parking tickets.” Kei throws back.
 
As they walk about, they notice two very out-of place couple – a male chipmunk and an all too familiar blonde haired female mouse; neither were Japanese nor spoke Japanese. Kei and Yuri decide to follow them and listen to what they were saying.
 
“Come on Gadget, we got a lot of work to do!” The male chipmunk shouts at the female blonde mouse.
 
“I’m not Gadget! I’m Lawhine-*!” the female blonde mouse begins to say but was immediately slapped on the back of the head.
 
“I Don’t Care! You’re Gadget, Damn It! Now, We Need To Get Certain Things The Boss Told Us To Get To Make A Bomb For Fernando And His People!” The male chipmunk tells her. There was a silence between the two of them for a moment, before he slaps her again, “Hurry Up, So I #$@! That Ass Of Yours When We Get Back!”
 
The female blonde mouse says to herself, “I would not mind getting #$@!ed in the ass but your dick is so small and you come so fast it is not even worth it...”
 
“What was that you said?!!” The male chipmunk yells at her as he raises his hand to her.
 
“Nothing, Chip! Nothing at all!” The female blonde mouse says.
 
“Let’s go! We Need To Get Charcoal, Lighter Fluid, Green Dish Soap AND Other Things For The Bomb!” The male chipmunk tells her before putting his hand on the back of her neck and pushes her ahead of him.
 
Kei and Yuri duck behind the corner of a building and discuss what they had just seen. Knowing that Chip is a wanted man, but why is Gadget with him? After comparing notes, they decide to call Fernando.
 
 
At the Thirty-second Floor Pent House of the Tokyo Hilton, a smart phone rings on the counter. A hand reaches for it and answers the call. Looking at the screen, they know who the caller is as they put the call on speaker mode.
 
“What’s going on Yuri?” the voice says.
 
“Fernando! Where are you? Even better – where is Gadget?!!” Yuri says.
 
“I cannot say where I am but I am in Tokyo, Gadget and a few friends are with me. Why?” Fernando says and asks.
 
“We think we just saw Chip and blonde mouse woman that looks exactly like Gadget! Even sounded like her but her accent is different.”
 
Gadget moves into the call, “Somebody, who looks like me? You got her name?”
 
Kei steps into the call, “I heard her say that she was Law-Hinie or something like that, but Chip kept slapping her and calling her Gadget! They also spoke about getting things for making a bomb!”
 
“I see.” Fernando throws in, and then adds, “You still following them?”
 
“No. We had to lose them as Chip began to notice somebody was following him.” Yuri steps into the call.
 
“OK then. Call Hondo and notify him of the situation and tell him that Gadget is with me and Chip might be with an imposter.” Fernando tells them.
 
“Will do!” Yuri says before the call gets cut off.
 
 
Back in Downtown Tokyo, Kei and Yuri look at each other before they call Hondo and inform him of the situation.
 
 
In Thirty-Second Floor Pent House of the Tokyo Hilton Gadget was getting highly agitated a in hearing the news.
 
“Chip is out there looking for us! What are we going to do?!!” Gadget says in a panic.
 
“Don’t worry about it. That is why I have certain people with us to do the work of hunting down situations like Chip being out there. And you have me, so you will be safe with me.” Fernando tells her.
 
“What about us?” Naomi asks.
 
“Well, Chip does not know who you are, so you are safe by that fact alone.” He tells them. They all look at him so he tries to ensure them of their safety, “OK Ladies, you have a choice. Go home – I’ll pay for a cab for you to go home with. Or have an all night date with me and Gadget, nothing fancy, a dinner and maybe a movie, or order take out and watch a movie here. Whatever you may choose.”
 
“If we choose to go out, what do we got to wear?” Naomi points out.
 
The girls sigh in disbelieve with Naru smacking the back of Naomi’s head with her shopping bag.
 
[Around 6:45PM]
 
- To be continued.