Chapter 4: The Night

Once Zuba calmed down and left his son, Alex let out a groan from pain he was hiding while he and his father were talking.

"Ok, note-to-self talking for extended periods of time equals," Alex cringed in the middle of his sentence, "Pain."

As the night wore on Alex had moments of no pain to unbearable pain and every type of pain in-between.

While he was inside however his father was lying on the log just outside of the tent, and every few minutes would stand up and pace from the log to the tent and back a few times then would lie back down, just to repeat it again in a few minutes.

After a few hours later Florrie walked over carrying a small folded piece of fabric," I brought Foo fie" She said but her husband just ignored her, she sighed and passed her husband.

When she entered into the teat Alex was having one of his no pain moments. "Hey, Alakay." She said in a soft voice. "Hey mom." He relied trying to sit up only to be stopped by both his mother and pain.

"I brought you Foo fie." She said holding out the small piece of fabric that, once belonged to a child but was dropped during a tour through the reserve. "Gee, thanks mom." Alex said taking it from her. She then leaned down and kissed her son on the forehead and left.

Zuba was pacing when she came back out "Zuba, how about you get some sleep; Alakay will be fine you heard the penguins." She said hugging her husband. Zuba nodded "Your right Florrie." He said, as he sat back on the log "I'll get some sleep, you go ahead to the den." Florrie looked down and kissed him on the cheek and left.

It was the middle of the night when Alex woke up to the worst pain in his life, it felt like he was being ripped in half, being burned by lava. He let out a yell and soon his father, his friend and the penguins came running in.

"What's wrong son?" Zuba asked in a worried tone.

Alex just cringed in pain because he couldn't talk.

Skipper looked to Kowalski "Report!"

Kowalski, "Looked at Alex carefully trying not to touch him and cause him more pain then what he needed.

"It seems, the bullet in still inside of him sir and it is…." Everyone stared at the tall penguin, he sighed, "It is killing him."

Every animal in the tent let out a gasp and some even cried (Gloria, Melman, and of course Zuba).

"Well is there anything you can do?" Marty asked worried about his best friend. The penguin shrugged "Possibly but it could be risky." The animals urged him to go on. He sighed "We would have to find, one of the tour guides or a staff of the reserve."

"How is that risky?" Gloria asked

"Because who knows when there will be staff around and once we do find one we'll have to move him."

The crowd of animals looked at each other, the penguin was right moving him could risk his life even more.

A/N: dun dun dun! Hope you liked it. Sorry 'bout not updating for a while. R&R please. The more there are the faster the next chapter will be up.