Dean looked at each of his counselors, a serious expression on his face. "Okay you guys. We've got a serious problem, and I'd like your input as to how to deal with it. Alexx, Mimi's 'other half', has gone home very sick. She wasn't feeling well, and we obviously could not allow her near the children, or any of you. The problem is, now we're a counselor short. Either we split her girls up and give them to you ladies or…we have to send them home." "Hey, say no more Deano." Jason said, stopping him. "I've got someone who can come up ASAP to help. They owe me a favor. I'm sure they'd be willing to do it. They can probably be up here in less then an hour. I can call them right now." Dean nodded, letting out a sigh of relief. "Awesome."
Jason got up and ran over to the telephone in the kitchen. He sat down on one of the small wooden chairs and dialed the familiar number. The phone rang three times before someone answered. "H'lo?" A voice asked groggily. "Hey, I was wondering if you could help me out. You owe me…" He began. "…Hey, I knew you'd come. 'K. Y'know how I'm a counselor here at Camp White Branch? Well, we're a counselor short and I'd really appreciate it if you'd come and help me out." "'K, whatever." They said calmly. "Can you be here in like, an hour and a half. That'll give you plenty of time to pack some stuff. It'll only be for a couple days." He said. After giving her directions, he hung up. Everyone watched him closely. "Alright guys. You've got yourself a new camp counselor!"