What had just happened?
I awoke, looking around the bunker once again. I rubbed my head, sitting up on my bed. I replayed everything that had happened in that...dream.
Was it even a dream? Was it just a terrible nightmare? Why did dad have a CIA badge in his wallet?
No. No. No.
That couldn't be it, my own father couldn't be a CIA officer. Never, he just couldn't. If he was, he would of told us for sure! Dad never kept secrets from his family, he would never keep a secret from me, would he?
A thousand questions shot into my mind. Does this explain where mom is? Wait..."A slow and horrible death"...
I screamed in horror. That man, that coyote, killed my mother. Or kidnapped her.
I got up swiftly, got dressed, and ran to the store, I had to tell Sam what had happened. "Hey kiddo! How's it going? Greer, why do you look, angry?" Sam said starting to frown. "I, I think I know who killed my father." I replied looking at his horrified face. "Who?" he replied.
I explained it all to him. The dream, the sounds, the memories. Sam had always been a good listener. He knew when and when not to talk. He nodded and had a shocked expression all along his face as I spoke. "Greer...I-I had no clue." Sam said leaning over to hold my shoulder, in attempt to show me support. "I...I know. I know you didnt know. I just-" I lost my train of thought and started to tear up. I sniffled and wiped away my tears. Greer Wolff does not cry. What was I supposed to do? Base all of this off just a dream? How did I know it was actually a coyote, it was only a dream. People would think I am crazy, I know Sam does. I know he tries his best to support me, but I can't help but read his body language, and I know, he think I'm insane. "Look," I started, pulling away from Sam. " I know I'm insane. But I have a strong feeling about this, I just-I gut tells me this coyote killed my father. And I know-" I said, as Sam said, "I believe you Greer." "- And I know you don't believe me, and you don't have too-" Wait. Did he just say what I think he said? I stopped talking. "I support you Greer. You do whatever you have to do to find this killer, and make sure he doesn't hurt anyone else." Sam said with a smile. I had to hug him, I just flat out HAD to. I hugged him tight, closing my eyes. That when Cody walked in, staring at us, hugging each other...
"Oh, s-sorry. Am I interrupting anything important..?"
Crap
We let go of each other as I looked at the ceiling and Sam whistled tapping his rabbit-foot.
"Huh? Oh! Hiya Cody, didn't see you there. What can I be a service to you?" I said trying to act natural. "Oh, nothing much. I was just wondering if uh, I-uh, I mean, if you wanted to uh-" Cody said dragging on rubbing his head. Byran brushed past him making Cody lose balance. "Hey there sweets! Greer, right? Yeah, anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to go out to dinner with me?" Byran said holding a decaying flowing in his hand. Cody, behind him, wrinkling up his snout and folding his ears back flat against his head, with a hint of low growling. I stood there, shocked, with my jaw hanging open, ears back, staring at him. Sam stepping in, saying, "Look, rabbit to rabbit, right? Why would you date a wolf, I mean, she could eat you if you don't feed her regularly!" Thats when I smacked his on the head real hard, making him flinch. " I just love the help Sam!" I yelled through my teeth. "What he was trying to say was that I'm not into, uh, rabbits. Yeah, uh, but we could always go to dinner! Not just a date, uh, yeah." I said sighing, my eyes darting everywhere. Byran sighed, looking down, trying to look sad, " Yeah, uh, okay. I guess, but, now, I'm just-uh, well, embarrassed." He nodded towards Cody who was smirking. "Cody, heh, hey, so, what were you gonna ask me?" I said, smiling at him, waiting for an answer. "Oh! Yeah, yeah, sorry. Look at the time! Must be going, uh, nice seeing you, maybe we could play some PS sometime? I dunno, yeah! Yeah, uh." He said talking quickly. " Its all good, uh, sure! I'll play some PS with you if ya want." He smiled, his face lighting up. We stared into each others eyes longingly, both of us smiling. We inched closer to each other, a little closer our noses would touch. That magical few moments we're ruined by Byran practicly yelling, "SO GREER, WHEN'S THAT DINNER?"
I sighed, forcing myself to look at Byran, disappointed.
The entrance bell rang again
There was a coyote with with a long scar along his eye
With a badge on his chest
"Is there someone named Greer here?"
Authors Notes
Hey guys! I'm eating pizza while writing this! I dropped sauce on my computer! HURRAY!
Ahem, anyway. Real short, I know, I know, and I squeezed in some cheesy romance. YE!
Yeah, that's all I gotta say for now. Hope you guys got a wonderful day ahead of ya ;)
(Thanks to you all who read this before it came out!: Hannah, Hailey, Josh, (The rest do not wished to be named))