Nasty Jack
Chapter 7
"I don't understand" said Abby. "You were able to use one of those things last time, why can't you do it this time?"
"Last time we had the numbers given to us by the artifact" said Connor. 'But that was only for the Cretaceous period. We don't know what the other numbers for the other time periods are, otherwise we would have gone straight to the Pliocene. And from the looks of things, Helen wasn't one for sharing her numbers."
"So all you need to do is unlock the code, and we'll be able to get Danny back" said Abby.
"Yeah, basically" said Connor.
They were walking along a riverbank. Connor was trying his best to walk on his own, but Abby was worried about him. She knew that out here, being injured and unable to walk properly could be fatal, but what choice did Connor have? Connor winced in agony again and collapsed on to Abby's shoulder.
"This is hopeless" said Abby, "You can't walk around in the Cretaceous like that Connor. We need to find some means of transport."
Connor was just about to ask how when suddenly there came a great screech from above his head. Two male pteranodons, an adult and a juvenile, were battling it out over territory. The juvenile was smaller, and able to dodge the adults attacks, but then suddenly, the adult made a twist of his head and grabbed the juvenile's foot in his beak. The juvenile squawked with pain for a while before the adult released him with a warning honk. The juvenile soared down to the riverbank for a drink while the adult flew off in the opposite direction.
"Stay here" whispered Abby to Connor as she tiptoed in the direction of the drinking pteranodon. Connor never once took his eyes off her as she approached the pterosaur. He saw her and squawked with alarm, flapping his wings wildly as it did so.
"Abby!" whispered Connor, but Abby put her hand up to signal him to be quiet. Gently, slowly, she reached up to the pteranodon's long beak and stroked the end of it. The pteranodon made no response and allowed Abby to stroke him. After a while, he eventually turned around and spread his wings out wide, as if beckoning for her to ride him. Abby headed back to Connor and they both hobbled towards the pteranodon.
"You're a regular horse whisperer Abby" said Connor. "I'm impressed."
"Thanks Con" said Abby as they both mounted the pteranodon.
