the week passed by slowly but never-the-less eventful.
Abby had found out a few things about the new member Atticus,
like how he would cling to one of the adults for a day whether it was Kowalski, Private, Skipper, or even Rico but no matter what he would always come running back to her by the end of the day.
another thing she found out was that Atticus had a thing for Tracking.
when ever they would play hide-and-go seek, no more then five minutes after they had hid Atticus would have found them and would giggle happily.
Kowalski put it as his natural instinct to be with others but it was put into hyperdrive almost. his sense of smell, and hearing were many times stronger then theirs, most likely from his condition of being Albino. either way, Abby loved spending time with the little red eyed boy and couldn't think of a time he wasn't there with them.

this morning Abby had woke up with this weird feeling in the pit of her stomach by shrugged it off as nothing. sitting down at the table, Abby saw that Rico was playing with Atticus or Rico was being played with by Atticus. Rico was being jumpped up and down on by the small penguin and every time Atticus landed on his gut some type of weapon or object would come up his gullet. smilling happily, Abbby turned back to bad feeling in her stomach. it had come back again and it felt like she had swallowed a rock and it was making an effort to fight its way out. placing a flipper on her head,
Abby let her flipper hold her up. "Abigal, you okay?" Abby turned around to see Skipper looking like the peanut winkie factory had shut down. "yeah, just a little bug has gotten to me. nothing to worry about Skippy." now Abby's head started to pound and it only made her face turn a painfull looking exspresion. "do you want to skip out on the recon tonight?" Abby didn't even want to speak, it only made it worse. nodding her head, Abby smiled a little to show that it wasn't as bad as it looked, which it was a lie. it did feel as bad as she looked. "okay, do you want Private to stay to watch Atticus?"
"no, At wont be a problem. just go, i think the both of us could use a nap." looking over at Atticus, Skipper let out a gasp of surprise, Atticus was now puling Rico by the flipper trying to see if he could pull him away. "Whoa there little soldier. i dont think Rico can be pulled apart like a lego." lifting Atticus up, Skipper left the now groaning Rico behind him. Skipper looked over at Abigal and saw that she didn't look to well but he just let her answer of it being a little bug go as the answer. once he reached Abigal, Skipper lifted Atticus up so that they were looking each other eye to eye. "now look here little soldeir, Abba isn't feeling her best so you take it easy on her you understand?"
Abba was the name Atticus would call Abby. he had a series of names for each of the adults, Skipper was called tippsy, Private was Priv(just like Abby), Rico was Coco or Loco(he picked up that last one by hearing Kowalski and Abby making a joke about his first name for Rico) and Kowalski was call Walski. Nodding his head, Atticus looked over to Abby and held out his flippers. even at a young age, Atticus could understand alot of things.
he knew what everyone was telling him, well most of the stuff Kowalski would say to him would go in one ear-hole and out the other, but most of the time he knew what everyone was saying. Abby smiled and took the chick in her flippers and rubbed his head. "okay, well we'll be out for most of the night so don't worry about us okay. see you in the morning Abigal." Nodding her head Abby watched as the four males made their way out. looking down at Atticus Abby could have sworn he was reading her mind by the next thing he did. jumping out of her flippers , Atticus hugged her gently around the middle. "thanks At". placing her flipper around him she joined in on the hugging.

two hours later:
Abby felt weird, she felt something in her gut that made her feel like she was running out of air.
looking over at Atticus, Abby saw that he was coloring and didn't see what happened next. Abby's vision truned a quick black and she fell to the ground with a thud. turning around Atticus saw that Abby was laying on the ground with her eyes closed. "Abba! Abba!" rushing over to his foster mother, Atticus started to shake her to wake her up. opening her eyes Abby saw that Atticus was crying and was right next to her.
"At, what hap-" she was cut off by a sharp pain in her gut, she let out a shriek of pain as it ripped through her body. Atticus covered his head to block out the noise only to have it not help. as Abby stopped her screaming, she could only think about one thing. she needed Skipper. "At, baby.
i need you to go get Tippsy and bring him here. Abba needs help, okay?" she tried her best to sound calm but it wasn't fooling Atticus. Atticus looked at Abby and understood. rushing out the door, Atticus was gone in a flash. Abby sighed as she hoped that he would be able to find Skipper soon.
as another pain shot through her, Abby placed a flipper on her stomach and felt a large hard objest inside her. 'they must have infected me with some type of dissease back home.' she thought. as another pain sent her on another scream ride.

outside the habbitat, Skipper and the guys were looking out over the bell tower making sure that no one tried to come in. taking a big breth of air , Skipper thought about how he left Abigal and hoped she was feeling better. "alright boys lets head back down for one more ground look over before we head in. i think we've been out long enough for tonight." as everyone jumped down there was a shift in the air that made veryone's hair and feathers stand on end. "somethings wrong." Skipper said but not a moment after that, a small fuzzy object was smacked into his chest and he fell over. "Atticus?" Private said as he looked down at the two. Skipper opened his eyes to see that Atticus was clinging to him like Mort to julien's feet. "Atticus, what are you doing here?" as Atticus raised his head, skipper saw the scared worried look on his face that was littered with tears. "Atticus?" before he could think, Atticus was pulling his flipper. "Home Tippsy, Home!" everyone looked at Atticus and wondered what was going on. "what?! what's going on at home?!" Atticus didn't even turn to face them he just kept on pulling Skipper's flipper "Abba!" Skipper didn't even waste time when he heard this, and neither did the others.
as they made their way home, Skipper thought to himself at how he shouldn't have left her there alone. once back home, everyone felt the air thicken with worry.
walking inside, everyone saw that the power was cut off and the only light was the flickering of the ceiling light. even with this little light, they all saw how the house was a reck. papers were littered on the ground, broken stuff was everywhere and a knife lay down on the table. "Private hold onto Atticus." handing over Atticus to Private, Skipper looked down at the knife, it was covered in blood and it was fresh. looking down at the floor skipper saw that there were spots of blood everywhere. "Skippah, what's that on the walls?" Turning to see what Private asked, Skipper was horrified.
the wall had more blood then the floor. it was spread out in great distances in spots and blobs. "don't let Atticus see this Private." Private listened and turned the baby's head away from the scene. "Abigal? Abigal are you here?" Skipper recieved no answer but saw that the blood on the floor lead away in a trail towards the corner of the room. walking by the blood Skipper followed it and saw that it lead to a small lump on the ground.
the lump was covered in a blanket and wasn't moving. Skipper lifted the blanket but feared the worst. Once the blanket was off the figure, Skipper's fears became a reality. Under the blanket was a motionless Abigal,
with cuts all over her body.