The next morning, the brothers were together like flies in a soup. Aviva and Laura praised their togetherness. Chris was just so happy, although he can't speak words, but his whines tells his friends if he was happy, depressed, or scared. Wait, did I say friends? Chris has grown out of fear of ALL humans all because of one girl: Aviva Corvando.

It was August 20th, just three more weeks before school began. Martin made sure his time was not just for Laura, but threw some time for Chris.

On the way back to school, Martin stopped in front of the second to last cross way. Once, Chris and the girls caught up to him, he pressed the button. Fury stood next to Chris and felt so happy... was the ground shaking?

"Chris! The ground is growling."

Chris realized his wolf friend was right. They were just too far from faults that cause earthquakes. Or it's just the cars.

"Come on, Chris!"

Chris saw Martin, Aviva, and Laura walking across the street. As Chris took a step, Fury took hold of his boot and tried to pull him back. "I know it's dangerous."

"Come on, bro!"

"CK!"

Chris picked up Fury in his mouth and got her in the road. He followed after the trembling wolf. As they neared closer to the sidewalk, the ground was getting shakier and shakier.

Chris realized his danger that the wolf was right. Martin was eyeing the walk post, "Hurry, bro!"

Chris pushed Fury ahead of him. Then, as soon as the cub got on the pavement, with her tail tucked between her legs, Chris stood out. He quickly walked knowing his time to walk was almost done.

Aviva noticed a strange noise. The cars were waiting to go. But this car was noisier, the driver was more impatient. "Come on, CK!"

Chris finally got off the street and into the parking lanes. He was safe. He smiled at Fury, like there was no danger.

SCREECHHH!

Chris turned his head, a parked vehicle had turned to gear and was driving straight towards him.

Martin tried to save his brother, but it happened so fast!

"CK!" Screech Aviva

Laura shut her eyes in scare, knowing this was a disaster

BANG! WHAM! BANG! DONG! BANG!

Martin opened his eyes, hoping to have Chris. But he was in the middle of the road, cars were parked in the driving lanes, signaling other cars to move. Martin got up and saw blood, he saw a scratch mark on both his arms. But he didn't see Chris.

"Martin!"

Martin turned and saw the crash. It was the same Honda from last night. "CHRIS!"

Chris was turnovered, just feet from the crashed car. He was still as a undisturbed pond. Martin got up and ran to his brother, "Chris!"

No answer.

Aviva was crying now. She was already by Chris' side when she called for Martin. Laura was calling the emergency vehicles, she was also scared.

Martin rubbed a piece of Chris' hair away, "What am i going to say to Mom!?"

Aviva noticed then that Chris was a special child. "Martin?"

Martin looked up in dismay and fell back to sorrow. "This is my fault!"

Aviva tried to comfort Martin, but it didn't work.

Laura knelt by Chris and said, "They're coming. He's alright?"

Aviva took Chris' hand and said, "CK, we are here. It's me Aviva. Squeeze my hand if you can hear me."

She shut her eyes and shed more tears. "CK?"

Her hand was being squeezed hard. "Chris, I'm here."

Chris opened his eyes. He couldn't move his head, because of pain. But he saw Martin, "Chris, bro. I'm here."

Chris took hold of Martin's hand.

Martin sighed, "Good. He's doing great!"

"No, he's not, Martin," Said Laura.

"I know, but just saying this wise. Of course he not feeling good, but if he's responding, I'm happy."

Laura tilted her head, "Here comes the police."

Martin tilted his head towards Aviva. She came over to where he was and took Chris' hand. "Chris, I'm here."

Chris squeezed her hand hard.

Martin took off to get to the police. Some were already directing traffic. A couple got ready for reports. Then, the firetruck stopped by and got their kit for safety. Martin saw them knelt by Chris' side and were talking to him. Chris seemed to respond by nothing except the squeeze of the hand.

"Sir?"

Martin turned to an officer.

"Are you his father?"

"No, I'm his brother."

"I need a report."

Martin could only tell what happened before the accident. He didn't see the crash because his eyes were closed.

Soon the ambulance came. Martin noticed his brother was badly hurt. Aviva tried to help him understand that he needed help.

As soon as Chris was in the ambulance, Aviva begged to go with him. The Ped heard her and allowed her. Martin followed in his car from college.

While driving, Martin dialed his father's number and put it on speaker.

"Hello?"

"Hey Dad."

"Hey Martin. What's up?"

"Bad news."

"What happened, son?"

*Gulp* "Chris got ran over."

"What?!"

"Jeff's Honda ran over him, Dad! It was not Chris' fault... I tried to save him."

Laura said, "According the doctor on the ambulance, the car rammed into him chest first."

"Oh, no! I... Linda... it's about Chris... He's hurt bad... car accident."

Martin took a deep breath. He worried about his mother taking this injury. "Don't worry, Mom. I believe he'll be back home... soon." Then he whispered, "I hope."

Aviva was at the hospital, Chris was responding more. He was able to move his whole arm to feel her face. "CK, I'm here."

Chris yawned painfully. He knew something was different about Aviva. He rubbed her face down to her neck.

"I know you can't - CK!"

He felt her breasts. "How did you know?" She whispered. In her family stood a strange gene of girls producing breast milk earlier in life with or without children. All throughout her family, the milk was saved and donated. Now Chris knew her long held secret and he wanted it.

"What am I supposed to do?"