Blue snorted softly. "They would have begged our doc to come back, if they had any brains at all." It was still a mystery, why Dr. Gwen had so suddenly just left the park the way she did. Blue knew better than to ask, but speculation still abounded between the sisters.
Then the walkie-talkie pinged, Charlie's excited voice coming over the radio. Blue picked it up and answered her, and conversation skewed to the sisters for a while, until the inevitable squabbling began and Blue heard Gwen's firm voice instructing Echo--who now had the walkie, apparently--to turn it off and put it back on the charger, please.
The drive down the mountain took the better part of an hour, and Blue absorbed all the visual imagery she could, replacing former memories with these, much more comfortable and safe. They made a brief stop at a gas station before getting on the interstate, and while Owen made sure both vehicles were topped off, Delta escorted Charlie and Chi inside, to make sure nothing unpaid for ended up in either's pockets, and Echo bounced over to the truck's front passenger window.
"Nice ride, B," Echo grinned, sticking her head through the open window and looking around approvingly.
Blue gave her a little shove, not really wanting her sister's head right in her face. "Yeah, it's loaded, too. Doc went a little overboard, I think." But her smirk belied her criticism.
Echo giggled. "Hey, she can afford it. And Owen woulda tried to shove all of us in the back of the Jeep, come on." She gave a theatrical roll of her eyes as they both snickered softly.
"It's his baby, he can't help it." Blue shrugged, knowing that the only way their Alpha would ever part with that automobile was if it spontaneously caught fire and rolled right down the mountain. "And then you know he'll find some way to haul it back up and rebuild it again," she added after imparting the former thought.
"Hey, speaking of vehicles, are you ever gonna finish the car?"
Blue immediately froze, and Echo stared at her, realizing what she'd said. "Hey, B, it's okay--I'm sorry--never mind..."
Breathing deeply kept her from screaming and swiping at her sister's stricken face, but only briefly. Suddenly beginning to hyperventilate, Blue jerked out of the seat belt, flung open the truck door--nearly bowling Echo in the process--and tumbled from the pickup, unable to outrun the clink-clink of chain coming after her in the depths of her mind.
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Then the walkie-talkie pinged, Charlie's excited voice coming over the radio. Blue picked it up and answered her, and conversation skewed to the sisters for a while, until the inevitable squabbling began and Blue heard Gwen's firm voice instructing Echo--who now had the walkie, apparently--to turn it off and put it back on the charger, please.
The drive down the mountain took the better part of an hour, and Blue absorbed all the visual imagery she could, replacing former memories with these, much more comfortable and safe. They made a brief stop at a gas station before getting on the interstate, and while Owen made sure both vehicles were topped off, Delta escorted Charlie and Chi inside, to make sure nothing unpaid for ended up in either's pockets, and Echo bounced over to the truck's front passenger window.
"Nice ride, B," Echo grinned, sticking her head through the open window and looking around approvingly.
Blue gave her a little shove, not really wanting her sister's head right in her face. "Yeah, it's loaded, too. Doc went a little overboard, I think." But her smirk belied her criticism.
Echo giggled. "Hey, she can afford it. And Owen woulda tried to shove all of us in the back of the Jeep, come on." She gave a theatrical roll of her eyes as they both snickered softly.
"It's his baby, he can't help it." Blue shrugged, knowing that the only way their Alpha would ever part with that automobile was if it spontaneously caught fire and rolled right down the mountain. "And then you know he'll find some way to haul it back up and rebuild it again," she added after imparting the former thought.
"Hey, speaking of vehicles, are you ever gonna finish the car?"
Blue immediately froze, and Echo stared at her, realizing what she'd said. "Hey, B, it's okay--I'm sorry--never mind..."
Breathing deeply kept her from screaming and swiping at her sister's stricken face, but only briefly. Suddenly beginning to hyperventilate, Blue jerked out of the seat belt, flung open the truck door--nearly bowling Echo in the process--and tumbled from the pickup, unable to outrun the clink-clink of chain coming after her in the depths of her mind.