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How long has he been gone? The auburn furred female chipmunk stares anxiously out into the growing storm her electric blue eyes reflecting back at her, he's been gone for nearly four hours now!

"Staring out the window isn't going to make him come back Brittany," she turns and shoots the dark chocolate furred chipette a glare which quickly shuts her up, the darker chipette's violet colored eyes take in her older sister's distraught form, calculating just what's bothering her.

Brittany doesn't get along with the munk lost out in the storm any one in their right mind can see that, but despite their consist arguments and head butting stubbornness the bespectacled chipette knows that they truly do care for each other, they're just to proud and stubborn to pay any notice to their feelings.

A exhausted yawn escapes the smart chipette's mouth causing a small sigh from her sister, " Go get some sleep Jeanette, it's not like he's going to be gone forever, I'll be there in a few," Brittany says turning to give her sister a warm smile.

Jeanette nods simply giving her pink clothed sister a small wave as she jumps down from the kitchen table easily landing on all fours, she glances over her shoulder one last time only seeing the top of her sister's auburn ponytail and the tips of her ears. Without another word she scurries off out of the dark streetlight lit kitchen heading for the bedroom that rooms all six furry rodents in six different bunks.

Brittany leans her chin into the palm of her paw resting her forehead against the cool glass of the window, the others have already gone to bed knowing that he'd show up soon anyways, but their human guardian doesn't seem to think so. She can still hear his soft urgent whispers coming from his room as he argued with the police about chipmunk's being people too.

A small smile makes itself known on her solemn face at the thought of the grown man arguing for a animal's rights, her and her sister's have grown to know Dave as their real father, he's just so loving and firm just like a real blood related dad would be. She's glad he's letting them stay here until they can get back on their feet, after what Ian did to them Brittany didn't think they'd ever be able to trust somebody but it seems that Dave and the Chipmunks proved her wrong.

Crrrreakkkkk, her ears shoot up as she whips her head around to face the living room, her heart hammers loudly in her chest as she waits quietly, trying to ignore the small voice in the back of her head that keeps telling her something bad is going to walk around the corner.

Lightening tears across the dark clouded sky shedding blue light on the once unlit rooms, Brittany's electric blue eyes widen twice their size as her small mouth gapes open in a horror-fueled scream.

The red clad chipmunk flinches at the high-pitched scream that vibrates painfully against his sensitive eardrums, "Brittany…. Brittany calm down," he ushers taking a few wobbly steps forward into the white tiled kitchen. Small heavy drops of crimson liquid trickle down his hind legs leaving a chipmunk sized trail of blood on the once unstained floor, of course if a chipmunk screams everyone's going to know.

"Brittany what's-!" the grown man jogs to a stop the phone in his hand hitting the floor with a loud crack! Four more rodents' scamper into the now illuminated room gasping in shock at the sight of the blood stained floors and the dripping wet munk standing hunched over in the kitchen.

"Alvin? What hell happened?" Dave rarely curses and that's only when someone on the road cuts him off or something terrible happens, this would be one of those times.

"Uh, um," his wide fear filled eyes dart to each of his family member's shock stricken faces searching for a explanation, if he tells them the truth, if they'll even believe him, there's a 50/50 chance that they won't live to see the sun rise, after all he made a deal, one that will ruin his life no matter which way he tries to go.

"A uh dog, it was that one that tried to eat Theodore last week ya know?" a nervous chuckle follows after his little explanation, Brittany swiftly jumps down from her post finally getting over the scare the injured chipmunk had given her.

"Where are you hurt?" she asks worriedly as Dave leans down to give his eldest 'son' a good look over, the man's face pales to the point where it almost begins to turn green, the long jagged wounds on his back throb red, spilling a good amount of his blood onto the remains of his hoody, fur, and the floor.

"We need to get you to the ve-,"

"NO!"

Everyone flinches at the hostile yell that exploded from Alvin's mouth, the russet chipmunk glares daggers up at Dave surprising him, "I. am. Not. Going. To. The. Vet," he emphasizes through his small teeth.

Dave's dark brown eyebrows knit together as he frowns deeply, but before he can retort Brittany decides to step forward.

"You're bleeding out everywhere! Do you want to die? You're going to the vet," the female chipmunk snaps furious as she attempts to tower over the slightly taller male, even though he is in fact in pain and bleeding profusely doesn't mean he won't back down from a argument.

"I'm not going! Just patch me up with the first aid kit, I'll be fine," he growls crossly his ears flattening back as his drenched fur bristles, " It looks like you'll need stitches," his younger brother peers closely at his wounds his sharp dark blue eyes taking in every little detail in the marks.

Alvin whirls around growling, " I'm fine Simon!" he spits fiercely, the whole room falls quiet as the two brother's glare intently into each other's eyes, gold against blue.

"Alvin," the warning tone of their guardians voice interrupts their stare down, Dave gently picks him up holding him in both of his large hands, "I'm going to try and fix up his back, Simon, Jeanette I could use your knowledge of medicine," the man looks down at the two almost identically furred chipmunks a slight pleading look in the depths of his dark eyes.

"Ok," they agree automatically, all four of them go into the bathroom to try and get Alvin's wounds clean and to try and stop the bleeding.

Brittany snorts making the youngest jump in surprise, "He's so full of himself! For once you'd think he'd give up his tough boy attitude and show some pain or something! It's like he thinks he's Superman!" two pairs of green colored eyes stay firmly locked on the now pacing chipette both struggling to hold back their emotions.

"Um Britt?" the enraged chipette stops and turns to face her light blonde furred sister who fiddles with her paws nervously before meeting her sister's blazing blue eyes, "I think he's just in shock, I remember Jeanette telling me about attack victims not feeling any pain because of the situation, maybe that's what's going on with Alvin," letting her words sink in Brittany nods softly and gathers her innocent spring green eyed sibling into a tight embrace.

He sniffles behind them unable to hold back the immense fear and concern for his eldest brother, the two girls notice his dark teary eyed green eyes and immediately gather him into their arms assuring him that it wasn't as bad as it looks and that Alvin will be his old self in the morning.

If only they knew what happened to him tonight.

Wow did I really type all that? It may seem early for an update but while it was in my head I knew I had to get it down or I'd completely forget it. Once again I want to thank you guys for checking out my story and taking the time to review. You reviews mean a lot to me!