Later, Adam was at his station going over the footage he got from the Whales.

"Cuts and bruises are now visible each time the whales surface." Adam reported. "But for these 6, there is no choice. Cut and bruised are now visible each time the whales surface. But for..."

Adam them pauses the footage, and then picks up his phone.


Meanwhile, a man handed some sheets to Don, and his phone rang. And soon picked it up.

"Don Davis." He called.

"Hey, Don. Adam Carlson."

"Oh, Adam, how are things up in the icebox?" Don asked.


"Going pretty well. Just preparing for my move to Chickaloon." Adam said glancing at the footage.

"Yeah."


"That's good, because it seems like your material up there is running pretty thin." Said Don.


Adam chuckled a bit. "Well, you know what? I think Barrow might have one more story left in her."

"Oh, really? What?"


"Uh, 10 more great uses for Seal blubber?" Don guested and laughed.

"No, whales, actually. I got 3-"


"-California Grays trapped in the ice." Adam explained. "Along with a Sperm Whale calf, Killer Whale, Blue Whale and Narwhal as well. I got a great report and a ton of footage."

"Yeah."


"Whales, huh?" Don said.


"Everybody loves whales." Said Adam.


"Yeah, I guess. Uh... Well, shoot it on down to me on the satellite." Don said.


"I'll take a look at it."

"Fantastic! All right, I'm sending it up right now." Adam said. "You're gonna love it. I promise."

"Take it easy."

"Okay."

He then hangs up.


Meanwhile, thousands of miles to the south. Rachel was watching the news of the event.

"The Trump administration is just keeps selling off our natural resources to their buddies in the oil company, like McGraw." She said on the TV. And then the scene changes as she was dragged out of the room.

"After Miss Kramer was ejected from the hall, the oil lease auction proceed without incident." Rachel then got up, and removes her vest. "And now from one environmental story to another. A family of 3 Gray Whales have found themselves trapped in the icy waters off Point Barrow." That got Rachel's attention as she turns to the screen. "Along with a lone Sperm Whale calf, Killer Whale, Blue Whale and Narwhal calf as well. Adam Carlson reports." Then the scene changes to with Adam standing behind the Whales.

"I'm standing out on this frozen landscape where we've recently discovered a tragedy unfolding here in Barrow." Adam reported.


Back in Barrow, Adam, Nathan and Chris and Martin were in the station watching the footage. While Aviva, Koki and Jimmy turned in for the night.

"It's either continue fighting to keep the hole open, or drown." Adam reported. "Both experts here give the whales a slim chance of survival. I'm Adam Carlson, reporting from Barrow, Alaska."

"Come on." Adam turned to Nathan.

"Okay, even I know that was way better than Arnold's wheelies." Nathan admitted.

"Right?"

"Yeah."

"And, see, something like this would be very good for my reel."

"It's a good thing you guys were out there." Chris said.

"Yeah, another day or 2, they would died without us knowing about it." Said Martin.

Then there a knock, and Adam turned and there was a man.

"Adam, phone." He said.

Adam rolls over to his phone.

"Bet you that's a groupie." Said Nathan.

"All right, let's not get carried away." Adam said. "Do you think it could be?"

"Yeah."

He then picks up the phone. "This is Adam Carlson."


"You have whales in trouble up there and you didn't call me?" Rachel laugh in disbelief.


"I didn't call you because there' nothing you can do." Said Adam.

Nathan mouthed, who is it?

"Well, there's always something you can do."


"You didn't call me because I'm me." Said Rachel.


"Yes, that's also true." Adam said. "Because when we broke up, you said not to call you or speak to you ever again."


"But this is different. There are whales in trouble."

"Rachel. If I called you every time-"


"-a dung beetle or a fungus was in trouble. We'd never get off the phone."

Nathan laughed, and the two high five. And Chris and Martin snickered.

"Adam."


Rachel sat down. "Okay, how long can they last?" Getting back to the subject.


Back out on the ice, the 3 Grays and Bumper, Swirly, Blue Jr and Two Tusker remained at their only life line.

The water below them is only 15 feet deep. Making difficult maneuvering for them, and the ice is 6 inches thick. That's enough to hold even a Black Rhino. And Aviva was right, at 5 miles from the open water. It would be a suicide swim if the whales left their only breathing hole.

"I don't know. Pat says a couple days. The ice is getting thicker. That's not your only problem, though. The Inupiats want to harvest them."


Rachel was confused.

"But they don't eat Grays, Sperms, Blues or Killers, they eat Bowhead." She said.

"I know, but-"


"-they haven't filled their quota this year." Adam said. "So, on Sunday night the whaling captains are meeting to get their permit."


Rachel then have a mad look. "Not if I can help it."


The next day, Rachel went to meet Governor Haskell.

She waited outside, and after the meeting. He soon came out with 2 other men.

"Governor Haskell." Rachel approached him.

"Miss Kramer, nice to see you again." Said Haskell. "How's everything in nature?"

"Fine. Listen, I don't mean to disrupt you..."

"I don't think you know any other way."

"Governor, 3 Gray Whales, a Sperm Whale, Blue Whale, Killer Whale and Narwhal calf are trapped off the coast of Barrow and we were wondering if you can help us."

"What kind of help?"

"Mobilize the National Guard up to Barrow with a ship that can break through the ice."

Haskell laughed thinking it was a joke, but saw the look on Rachel's face. "Are you serious? You want me to mobilize the National Guard to save a few whales?"

Rachel nodded.

"Excuse me." Haskell walked away.

But then Rachel caught up to him. "Because whales can't vote, right? And they can't give big campaign contributions, so, who cares about a bunch of stupid whales, right?

"Please. In Alaska, there are no simple rescues." Haskell said. "If I get the National Guard involved, I'm putting their lives at risk, and when a whale dies, Miss Kramer, you don't have to tell it's wife and children." He then walks away.


NBC Studios, New York

Meanwhile, in New York at a News studio. A group was discussing about a next news story.

"All right, people, let's go over this one more time." Said a man. "We do the Bush-Dukakis debates, followed by voter reaction. Do the budget deficit piece, the S&L indictments and what? The Anti-Drug bill, right?"

"That leaves us a minute and 40 seconds to fill." Said an African American man.

The man sighed. "Well, did anything new come in on the feed?" He was open for any ideas at this point.

"Yeah, you got Chrysler laying of 5,000." A woman looking at a list. "A train off the tracks in India, 60 dead. And a bunch of whales stuck in the ice in the North Pole."

"Whales." he said a bit interested. "Brokaw's a sucker for those stories."


3,416 miles away back in Barrow.

Adam was going over with Nathan on his homework.

"Wait, wait, wait, but show me how you got that." Said Adam.

"It's easy." Said Nathan. "If 26 is less or equal to three-x plus one, I just use the additive..." But then he noticed Adam distracted on something else. "Adam, listening?"

"Yep." He replied.

Nathan then turns to one of the TVs behind him, and and saw a young woman with blond hair and blue eyes named Jill Gerald. And at the moment, she was doing a report on some hot dogs.

"You like her." Nathan smiled.

"What, no I don't." Adam said.

"Well, I like her." Said Nathan. "She's hot."

"Okay, don't you have to go?" Adam changing the subject.

"No."

"Yes, I think you do. I think you're supposed to be at a dance thing."

"It's so boring."

"It's also tradition and your grandfather's going to kill me if you miss it, so..."

"So? It's not like I'm gonna be here when I grow up. I don't want to be here. I want to be out there, like you."

They continued watching the news feed of Jill.

"Can you believe that she was in a tiny news station in Lawrence, Kansas, like, 4 years ago?" Adam said.

"Yeah, you like her." Nathan said and then saw something. "Holy crap!"

"Whoa! What did I say about the language?" Adam then turned. "Holy crap!"

There was a TV monitor showing the news of the trapped whales as a elderly man reports.

"In Northern Alaska, winter comes very early, and for 3 California Gray Whales, a Sperm Whale, Killer Whale, Blue Whale and Narwhal, it may have come too early this year."


Thousands of miles to the south, an elderly woman was going over some papers as it went on.

"Adam Carlson reports from the most northern point of the United States."

"I'm standing out on this frozen landscape where we recently discovered a tragedy unfolding here in Barrow." Adam reported. And then the scene shows a section of Northern Alaska near Barrow. "Ice is freezing the Beaufort Sea, more quickly than usual for this time of year." The woman soon watches. And 3 Gray Whales, 2 adults and their baby, are now trapped within a wall of ice,-"


"-6 inches think. And are accompanied with a Sperm Whale, Killer Whale, Blue Whale and Narwhal as well. All 4 of those are calves."

Else where in the world, the news got the attention of a young woman with brown hair and blue eyes named Kelly Meyers.

"According to Pat Lafayette of Alaska Wildlife Management, these Gray Whales were to have already begun their annual migration south. And the Sperm Whale calf is a long way from his usual home range. As well as the Blue Whale calf."

Then the scene changes as Pat explains. "It's a 5,000 mile journey that takes them down the coast of North America to a lagoon in Baja, California, where they breed. And the Sperm Whale calf is almost 1,500 miles from where he should be. And the same for the Blue Whale calf. And at this time of year, Killer Whales and Narwhals make their way to the open sea. And the 4 calves somehow gotten separated from their families, most likely the 3 of them were spoke by a pod of Killer Whales, and the Orca calf wandered away from her pod. These 6 whales were certainly not expecting to be imprisoned in an Arctic dungeon."


In a family house in California, a mother and her son and daughter were watching as well.

"A Gray Whale's head, unlike the Stout Bowhead Whale, is too soft to break through the ice and it's beginning to take it's toll. Sperm Whales have thick blubber, but it's really meant to keep warm in the cold dark depths as they take their famously incredible deep dives. Blue Whales are sometimes seen in the Arctic, but mainly visit there during the summer."


Back in the High Arctic, in the Tortuga the Wild Kratts Team were watching as well.

"Cuts and bruises are now visible each time the whales surface. But for these 7, there is no choice. It's either continue fighting to keep the hole open, or drown.


Somewhere in the Southeastern part of the United States, Wild Kratts Kids Gavin, Ronan, Nolan, Ellie, Katie, Sani, Jenny and Aidan were watching the news of the trapped whales as well.

"Both experts here give the whales a slim chance of survival."


Back over with Kelly, she begins to type a report on a type writer saying.

Memo to the President re: Alaska Whales


Meanwhile, in Rachel's workplace, a woman picks up a phone.

"Good morning, Greenpeace." She said.

"Look, Dave, those whales are dead if I don't get some help." Rachel on a phone. "Okay?"

Greenpeace Headquarters,

Anchorage

"There's the quote for your paper." Rachel continued. "I gotta go."

Rachel then moves over to another phone as it rang, and picks it up.

"Hello?" Rachel called.

"I know how you can free those whales." Said a woman's voice.

"Who is this?" Rachel asked.

The other workers soon turned to her.

"I'm a friend of the whales." The woman continued. "In Prudhoe Bay, there's a giant hover barge that belongs to Alaska Northern Oil. It was built to break through the ice, and trust me, it's exactly what you need. You just have to get the National Guard to supply a helicopter to tow it from Prudhoe to Barrow."

Rachel seem a little interested. "How do you know all of this?"


Elsewhere in the world, the woman is actually revealed as Ruth McGraw. J.W's wife.

"I have very good connections." She admitted.

Close by and outside, J.W. was talking to someone.