Chapter 5

                        Sarah was alone in the lab, tidying things up.  Billy was certainly a genius but neat and tidy were definitely not his specialties.  She knew James would be coming over, and she kind of figured Billy wouldnÕt last long on a romantic date.  She heard someone knock on the door, almost as if he were afraid of entering.  ÒItÕs okay James, you can come on in.  Billy isnÕt here at the moment.Ó

                        James walked in, looking around to make sure Bill was indeed absent.  ÒHow do you stand being in this lab at night?  ItÕs so creepy.Ó

                        ÒWell it helps that I know what everything does and where all the machines are.  DonÕt worry, everythingÕs going to be fine.  Just sit down and relax for a little while, he should be back soon.  I promise you wonÕt get hurt, he said this was the only time he was available.  And he said you could spend the night if you wanted.Ó

                        Johnny peeked out of his hiding place.  Nothing much had changed since he last came to the lab.  ÒSarah, can you and Anna tell him to actually put more lights down here?  James is right, all those shadows are creepy.  He can afford all those experiments but he canÕt afford a lamp?Ó

                        ÒOh, hi Johnny.  IÕll see what I can do.  Has to be something around here somewhere.  Maybe upstairs.Ó

                        BlakeÕ arm was starting to feel worse as the brace kept sparking.  Protector flew him as fast as he could up to BillyÕs place, which didnÕt sit too well with the mirus dragon.  All he ever heard was about how crazy the scientist in that building was.  If he didnÕt trust the metallic dragon so much Blake probably would have just tried to rip the thing off himself.  He was set down just in front of the lab door.  ÒGo in, tell them whatÕs wrong.  Your arm will work again soon.Ó

                        ÒWait, where are you going?  I thought you were going to take me in, make sure someone was awake to help.Ó

                        ÒI wonÕt be far.  Go, thereÕs nothing to fear.Ó

                        Protector took off and flew out of sight behind the building.  Blake had no clue he actually flew in one of the second story windows looking for Sarah.  He knocked, pushed the door open a bit, and stepped inside.  ÒHello?  Anyone there?Ó

                        Blake heard a sort of growl and cautiously stepped in a little further.  Protector said it was alright, he had to trust him.  ÒPLAYER!  NO!  DOWN BOY!Ó

                        It was actually a kind of soft voice, but it was clearly shouting.  Blake suddenly felt his head hit the floor as a very bulky, veryÉ odd common dragon tackled him and sat on his chest, growling and baring his teeth.  He completely forgot about the burning feeling on his arm and instantly focused instead on the crushing weight on his chest.  ÒOw.  Someone, get this guy off me.  Please.  CanÕtÉ breatheÉÓ

                        ÒBAD PLAYER!  NO!  OFF!  HEEL!Ó

                        Blake didnÕt know how hard he hit his head on the floor, but it must have been pretty bad.  He actually thought he saw a tiny anthro flying around the odd dragonÕs head, trying to tell him to get off.  That was impossible right?  Then again, he always heard stories that this lab was filled with crazy stuff.  He already had an anthro that thought it was an animal crushing his chest, why not a tiny one too?  Lucky for Blake Sarah heard the noise and rushed down.

                        ÒJames, get off him!  Come on you, back off.  Sorry sir, he uhÉ wellÉ thereÕs no real easy way to explain why he does that.  Come on James, sit on the couch.Ó

                        Blake finally managed to take a deep breath as theÉ what he could only assume to be insane common dragon named James got off him and sat on a nearby couch.  It was odd, he was making an almost whining sound.  Like he was some kind of pet.  Now that he could breathe Blake remembered the rather hot arm brace.  ÒMaybe you can help me.  See, this thing on my arm, itÕs kind of malfunctioning.  And itÕs getting pretty hot.  Actually, itÕs been burning me for a few minutes now.  Protector told me someone here could help fix it.Ó

                        ÒI can do that.  Go sit on the couch while I get some tools.  At least I can take it off you so youÕre not being burned.Ó

                        Blake blinked and stared up at the woman.  Was she crazy?  ÒYou meanÉ sit and wait over there.  With him.  With the one that just about crushed me?  When for all I know heÕll bite me the moment I get close?Ó

                        ÒOh donÕt worry.  He doesnÕt bite.  Well, unless you try to put a collar on him.  I need you sitting in the light, itÕs best over there.  YouÕre in a police outfit and you face thugs every day.  And now youÕre telling me youÕre afraid of James?Ó

                        When she put it that way Blake kind of figured he had to go sit on the couch.  Of course he didnÕt sit right beside the odd common dragon, he was on the opposite end just to stay out of reach.  Johnny was trying to stay out of sight for the moment.  The officer probably already saw him, he couldnÕt risk it again.  James must be feeling pretty bad though.

                        Blake looked over to Player.  He definitely looked sad, upset about something.  And he had a good idea why.  Blake moved a little closer.  ÒHey, itÕs okay.  No harm done.  Guess I should have knocked more and waited for someone to answer the door.  Anyway, IÕm Blake.Ó

                        Player turned to look at this stranger.  He leaned a little closer.  Suddenly Blake found himself being licked by a very friendly and suddenly happy James.  To him it was totally disturbing, being licked by some anthro he didnÕt know at all.  For James at the moment it was a perfectly normal way to say everything was okay and he liked this stranger.  Johnny couldnÕt help laughing at the sight.

                        ÒItÕs not funny.  Where are you anyway?  I only see the big guy here.Ó

                        Fortunately Johnny was saved as Sarah came back with her tools.  Another close one.  Twice the cop almost found out about him.  At least his attention was finally being distracted.  ÒSo Protector dropped you off here huh?  Well, Billy does good work.  IÕll get this thing off you, stop it from sparking, and heÕll be able to fix it up like new.  Of course depending on when he gets back you might want to stay the night.Ó

                        Stay the night?  With an anthro that thought he was an animal, and a voice he couldnÕt seem to find the owner of?  Not to mention possibly seeing an anthro smaller than anything heÕd seen before.  Maybe that voice belonged to the tiny anthro.  ÒThanks.  IÕll stay out of your way until I can go.  WouldnÕt want to bother anything or anyone.  Uh, why does he act like an animal?Ó

                        ÒItÕs a medical problem.  BillyÕs been trying to help him with it.  HeÕs actually here for a few tests to see if thereÕs any real improvement I think.  When he snaps out of it he normally wonÕt remember anything.  Hold still, IÕve almost got this thing fixed.  Must be pretty bad burns by now under it.Ó

                        Blake wasnÕt going to admit just how much his arm was hurting.  He wasnÕt even looking at what Sarah was doing to fix it.  All he wanted was the burning to stop, and maybe a few explanations around here.  There was a clicking sound, followed by metal clanging on the ground.  His brace was off, but Blake didnÕt want to see the burns.  ÒThanks.  Can you just wrap it or something?  IÕd rather not see how much damage was done.  IÕll let my doctor worry about that tomorrow morning.  AndÉ can you tell your friend here to stop licking me?Ó

                        Sarah called out to him as she went off to get something for his arm.  ÒJust throw a ball or something.  HeÕll play fetch.Ó

                        It sounded like a stupid idea, but then again this guy was acting like an animal.  It was worth a try.  The only thing he saw nearby was a weirdÉ he didnÕt know what it was actually but it looked like a helmet.  And his arm brace lying on the floor.  Well, it was already broken, why not?  Trying hard not to move his burned arm Blake leaned down and picked up the still rather hot brace.  ÒGo get it boy.Ó

                        Player just stared at him as he threw it across the room.  ÒWho are you?  Did IÉ did I go animal again?Ó Player saw the slobber on BlakeÕs face.  ÒGuess so, he he.  UmÉ should I go get that for you anyway?Ó

                        BlakeÕs turn to stare.  He just changed so suddenly from a drooling slobbering pet into a mostly normal anthro.  ÒIf you wouldnÕt mind.  IÉ I think IÕm gonna lay down for a bit.Ó

                        Blake couldnÕt take it any more.  This place was so strange.  Sarah was the only normal person around.  He just lay down on the couch when Player stood up and closed his eyes, passing out.  Player looked over to his shoulder where Johnny had come back down to rest.  ÒWas it something I said?Ó  Johnny just shrugged.