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Five, four, three... Nick clicked his teeth and, realizing they had become fangs, gave up on the countdown and just ground them. If the precinct hadn't been footing the bill I'd be in first class, not sitting next to an over enthusiasticaly singing, off key, Schanke... If it wasn't for the fact that it would probably scramble his brain, even worse than it already was, I'd tell him to go to sleep until we landed!

Finally having enough, Nick slid on his own headphones, silently thanking Natalie the whole time. Somehow, during the day, she had gotten him what she called a 'survival pack'. It consisted of a walkman and a few cassettes, ranging from nature sounds to heavy metal. Not wishing to desturb any sleeping passangers, he put in a softer cassette ans turned it up in hopes of drowning out his enstranged partner. I wonder how long until we land... At least I was able to 'convince' Cap to make it a Redeye. So much for being off limits... Before he even realized it, Nick's eyes were clossing and he was asleep.

"Have a good night Dr. Michaels." Michaels gave the night resceptionist a kind smile and waved goodnight before heading for the elevator.

Once safely inside he growled and layed his head against the cool metal above the panel, "Just a little longer..." Overly long nails raked the panel as he pressed the Lobby button. "I'm cutting it too close." He pulled the band that held his haid back, it fell into his face, and hoped it would cover any other signs of the transformation.

"Doctor? You feeling ok?"

"Fine," he all but growled at the security gaurd as he rushed toward the exit. In the time it took the gaurd to check the door, Morbius had exchanged his 'work' clothes for his 'hunting' ones and taken to the air. "Far too close," he whispered into the wind. The media is getting too close, I have to be more careful! Taking up a perch on the roof of a building, he sat and waited for his prey to call him.

The soft sounds of a gental rain was inturrupted by Schanke, "Nick? Wake up!" Nick's eyes flew open as he jolted awake, nearly head butting his partner. "Easy... The plane's landed. Come one."

"I hate aeroplanes..," Nick grumbled as he grabbed his carry on bag before following Schanke into the dwindling crowd of passangers.

"You got a fear of flying or something?" Nick smirked and shook his head as they finally exited the plane.

"Aren't we suppose to report to the precinct tomorrow night? Let's go see if they got the hotel reservations right." And if everything else is taken care of.

"I bet you wish you could've brought the Caddy," Nick grunted as a reply when he spotted the rental car.

"All that's missing is the rumble seat," Nick grumbled as they got the car openned up. It was a two door compact that had about as much leg room as it did trunk space, little to none. "Let's just find the hotel and get some sleep. The sun'll be up in a few hours."

"Yeah... The last thing you need is to show up looking like a lobster... Hm, I wonder how they'll take the news of your allergy. I almost forgot, I don't think Cap mentioned it either."

Think fast... "Well Schanke, you always wanted days, we can split the shift..."

"Yeah, I guess you're right..."

Please, just, let the thought go... He's been getting too close. thinking too much... I hope I can keep my cover through this. When I find the one responsible for this I' going to teach them a hell of a lesson! "Come on Schanke, let's get," I can't believe I'm saying this, "Some food and head for the hotel."

"You buyin'?" Nick couldn't help but smile as he nodded. "Alright, they say you can't pass up a chance at a dog in New York."

"Schanke, you couldn't pass up a chance at one back in Canada," Nick laughed as he got settled in the small car.

"What's your point?"

Thank you for going along with the subject change. "Nothing Schanke." Nick kept quiet as he navigated the compact through the, still busy, streets of the city.

Author's note

I didn't have much time to type all that needed to be typed in the last chapter's note so here it is... The reason for the summary, no slash, thing is because coming from a woman's point of veiw (the writer I mean) I may end up describing things in an odd way where as it is intended to be a man's point of view... That and the fact that in most FK fics Nick and Nat end up being together and (Even though if you ask me it should be destined) it ain't happening in this one... but that's mainly because she doesn't play a huge roll... So sorry slashers no pairing and NO YAOI ALLOWED!!!!!!!!

Please read and review... Oh and I know most of you might not know a lot about Morbie so any Q & A's I'l try to answer in the next chapters but you have to ASK first!!!!!!!