Operation Save Us All- Chapter Six:

Stephanie's POV

Ever have that feeling of impending doom? You know that feeling where you're just waiting for someone to pop out of bush, throw you over their shoulder, and toss you into the back of a van?

I didn't. And that might explain why I am currently in such a situation.

I really can't understand how these things happen to me. My day started out normal enough. I woke up, took care of mother nature. Then when I was done with that I gave Rex a few grapes and started to leave for the office. But, just as my luck would have it, once I was a few feet from my car, a find my head covered in a bag and my ass now sore from sitting on some odd shaped object.

I hate my life.

"Oh God, Ranger is going to kill us when he finds out about this."

Wait I minute, I know that voice.

"Zero?"

Yeah Steph?"

What the hell is going on here?

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?"

"Relax Steph, we won't hurt you, Cal stop hyperventilating, and Gene...are you drunk?"

"N...hic...no?"

"My God, Gene why the hell did you decide to get wasted now?"

"There was...hic...no damn way...hic...I could... hic...do this...hic...sober."

Thunk.

What was that?

"Uh Lester. I think Gene just passed out."

"Are you serious? That pansy only had three beers? This is just great. First we couldn't do this with him sober, and now we can't even do this with him drunk!"

"Hello! Anyone gunna tell me what is going on? And you know you can take this bag off of my head I know who you are?"

"Okay, Steph we'll tell you what's going on, and we'll take off the bag, but only under one condition."

"What's that?"

"You have to promise you won't bite me again."

"Hey, that was under excruciating circumstances and you were being a pain in the ass"

"She's got a point there Lester."

"Shut up. How was I supposed to know that it was her donut?"

"Uh, the fact that she wrote a note saying it belonged to her."

"Dude, I'm gorgeous. Why would I need to read?"

"Will someone take this damn bag off?!"

"Fine, geez. No wonder your skips run away from you. You scream like a banshee."

The bag was removed from my head, and I took a moment to look around.

Tank was driving the van with Zero next to him in the passenger seat. Gene was across from me passed out on Cal's lap and sucking his thumb. Lester was sitting next to me and he looked amused...so I leaned over and bit him, hard.

"YEOW!!! Damn it Stephanie, I swear you were a rabid poodle in a previous life!"

I bit him again.

"OW! See Cal, that is exactly why we should have brought the muzzle."

I glared at him...then I bit him again

"Steph stop that or I am putting the bag back on."

I contemplated this for a moment.

"Fine, I'll stop if you tell me what is going on."

He looked at me for a moment to see if I was telling the truth. Seeing that I was serious he started talking.

"Okay. Steph you being with the cop is starting to become a major pain in our asses."

"I don't see how my relationship has anything to do with you."

"Will you let me finish woman! Anyway, we all know that Ranger likes you-" I opened my mouth to object. "Don't deny it Steph you know it's true. What you don't know is that Ranger takes his frustration and rejection out on us."

Huh?

"And what we would all like is for it to stop. In order to do that though, you need to stop your little tango of two loves. Well we're actually not so sure about the whole love concept. That is actually one of the main problems."

"Lester, I don't understand what--"

"Don't worry your curly head Beautiful, you'll understand soon enough."

"But-"

"Shh."

"I--"

"Shh."

"Wha--"

"Zip it."

....

I bit him again.