Soon they got to the vehicle, which was just your typical run-of-the-mill car.
"Sit in the passenger's seat, Sam. We need to discuss a plan." The alien said. "Or you could drive. Your choice. I'm not very good at controlling this strange vehicle."
Max reached up and opened the back seat door, getting into the car meekly.
"I'll drive." Sam said as he got into the driver's seat.
The alien got into the passenger seat and started telling Sam where to drive.
Meanwhile, Max stayed quiet. It seemed like the thought of losing Sam was the only thing that could make him stop acting like a lunatic, as he usually did.
Sam followed the alien's directions and drove to the location.
It was a military base, as Max had suggested. As they got closer to it, Max raised his foot and gently nudged open the door to his right - he wasn't wearing a seatbelt, and he'd intentionally closed the door improperly.
Sam didn't notice as he kept driving.
Max let himself fall out of the car, quickly pulling his legs back so they wouldn't get run over by the back tires.
Sam saw him just as he fell out. "Max?!" he yelled out as he slammed down on the brakes.
Max jumped up onto his large paws/feet and started running away with just a bit of a limp, as he'd hurt his knee whilst rolling out of the car.
Sam jumped out of the car and went after him. "Come back, Max!"
Max tried to keep running, but his knee soon gave out, and he was reduced to crawling.
Sam finally caught up with him and gently picked him up. "Max, why did you do that?"
Max looked miserable, but he refused to speak, and he didn't struggle. He just looked at Sam and blinked.
"Max, come on. Please talk to me."
He shrugged in response to the question he'd been asked.
The dog sighed as he carried the rabbit back to the car and carefully laid him on the backseat. "Just rest in here, okay?"
Max turned onto his side and nodded a little.
"We have to hurry." The alien said. "We might not have much time to save my crew."
Sam nodded. "Alright, now which building on the base is where they have your crew?"
The alien pointed to one of them. "That one. Unfortunately, we'll need to drive by that guard post to get in. Maybe if you make it seem like you've captured me, they'll let you in, though."
"That plan just might work. Let's do it."
When they drove by with the alien handcuffed, the guards seemed to fall for it and let them through, though they hardly seemed to give the alien a second glance.
Sam didn't show it, but he was starting to think what Max said about the alien was true and this was a trap. But he wanted to know who was behind it and drove into the building.
A soldier gestured for him to stop driving and told him to get out of the car as another one pulled the alien out.
He nodded and slowly got out, making sure his gun was where he could quickly grab it. "Now!" he yelled as he knocked out the guard next to him.
He was easily overpowered, as the alien didn't do anything.
Two soldiers reached into the car and grabbed Max, restraining him despite the fact that he didn't resist, and started carrying him away.
"Sam, thank you for not refraining from being a good citizen just because you've been forbidden to do any police work." One of the other soldiers said and held out a hand. "Now, as our decoy offered, we'll give you anything you want, so long as it's practical."
"The only thing I want is my best buddy Max back, you bastards!" Sam yelled at him; growling a bit.
Hearing that, Max's ears perked up a little. He bit the hand of one of the soldiers that held him, making them scream and let him go while he kicked at the other soldier. Nearly all of the other soldiers ran to capture Max.
"Now, Sam, that's not practical. Just ask the Commissioner - he's the one who told us to catch him." The one soldier responded to Sam, seemingly prepared to fight.
"I don't give a shit what he wants! Max is staying with me!" he yelled again and fired his gun at the soldier.
The bullet missed, but the soldier was knocked off balance from surprise.
Max continued to fight with the crowd of soldiers that was after him, and he managed to find a knife on one of them that he stabbed into their leg, latching his teeth to another and appearing to be having the time of his life and maybe just a bit too much fun.
Sam took advantage of the soldier being off-balance and punched him in the face before slamming his face into the ground.
Luckily, Max was serving as a great distraction for the rest of the soldiers, leaving Sam in power over the one guy he was fighting.
The soldier that Max had attached himself to slammed the rabbit into the wall, effectively setting him off and making him become frighteningly feral as he bit harder and kicked. He was doing alright, but it was clear that the soldiers were beginning to find a way to exhaust him.
"I'm coming, little buddy!" Sam yelled as he started his assault on the other soldiers to try to get to him.
The soldiers turned against Sam while one started trying to choke the lagomorph out. Another smacked Max over the head with the butt of his gun a couple times until Max fell limp in their grasps.
"MAX!" The dog growled and started to pummel the soldiers.
The two soldiers with Max made a break for it, trying to get away. If Max were to wake up, one of the soldiers would receive a bite to the neck due to the way that the rabbity thing was being carried - with his teeth inches from the soldier's throat.
Sam knew one way to wake him up. "Max, they're stealing your psychic toys!"
The rabbit's eyes snapped open with a disturbed expression on his face, and he screamed briefly in protest before sinking his teeth into the soldier's exposed neck. The other soldier fell back from shock when Max closed his jaw so tightly that blood spurted from the torn flesh he was chewing and splattered against Max's white-furred face.
Sam continued to fight his way to get over to Max.
The rest of the soldiers ran for it, leaving only the two soldiers that had tried to take Max away, one of which Max was still crazily chewing the neck of.
Sam gave the other soldier a well placed punch to the jaw; knocking him out.
The soldier Max was attacking fell over, weakly trying to free himself from the lagomorph's relentless, shark-like teeth.
"You can let him go now, Max."
Max pulled away and spat out the blood that had got into his mouth, more of said blood beginning to spill onto the floor rapidly as the soldier twitched. Max watched the puddle grow quietly, but didn't really seem to think much of it.
"You okay, Max?" he asked as he gently picked up his friend.
"I think so." Max replied, grinning now while he watched the soldier stop twitching. "Hey, Sam, I think I killed him!" He announced this proudly.
"Good. The bastard deserved it."
Max smiled at him, not noticing that blood was beginning to dribble out of his nose.
"Max, your nose is bleeding!"
"I just got beat over the head with the butt of a gun, Sam. Cut me some slack."
"Yeah, alright. I just worry about you, little buddy."
"That's why I love you, Sam. By the way, did you really mean what you said? That we're through?" Max frowned as he asked this.
"I didn't mean it, Max. All the stress I've been through got to me."
Max grinned again and hugged Sam. "Let's get out of here, Sam, before someone finds the body."
"Yeah. Now they'll be looking for the both of us since I turned on them." Sam said as he started walking with Max in his arms.
"I still can't believe the Commissioner would turn on us like this. After all we did for the guy. I oughta sink my teeth into his throat." Max grumbled. "By the way, that was fun, but who would've thought that blood tastes like copper? I'd always figured it'd taste like chicken or something!"
"You tasted the iron that's in blood, Max."
"Blech. There's iron in blood? Damn shame - looks like being a vampire isn't for me, then."
"Vampires can't stand silver, little buddy."
"Really? So then those wolf-things aren't fond of garlic. I kept thinking I was right having it the other way around, but I guess I was mistaken."
"Vampires can't stand garlic and werewolves can't be around silver."
"Oh. You're making my head hurt, Sam. Stop confusing me."
"Okay, buddy." he said, wincing a bit and now feeling all the bruises and wounds he got while fighting the soldiers.
"Sam? You alright?"
"I'll be fine, Max. I'm more worried about you."
"You sure? You look a little faint." Max grabbed Sam by the tie and pulled their faces close together. "DON'T FAINT ON ME, SAM!" He joked. "DON'T GO TOWARDS THE LIGHT!"
"I'm not that badly hurt, Max."
"I know, but I like it when things are dramatic." Max continued to grin his typical grin with his now partially-bloodstained teeth.
Sam smiled back as he continued to walk.