A hapless week passed by between Ursula and Peter. Ursula continued to fail at what Peter knew best.
The bell rang for dismissal in Doctor Connors' class. Everyone else neatly filed out the door while Ursula was left picking up a mess of notes and pencils.
"Hey Ursula..." The masculine voice said over her.
She froze with a pencil in her mouth and looked into the blue eyes of Peter. He bent over to help her collect her things.
"Oh..." The pencil dropped. "Hi Peter." She continued to mindlessly pick-up her things.
"There. I think you're all back together." He handed her a thick stack of notebook paper. He smiled, stood and left.
She got up to leave the room.
"Uhh...Ursula." Doctor Connors stopped her in the doorway.
"I know Doctor Connors, my report-" She started.
"No, not that. I have an.... alternative option for you. I know you try so hard in my class, but you don't seem to get anywhere."
She nodded sullenly.
"Well, I think I have a solution for you. I need you to participate in an experiment. An experiment that I am conducting." Doctor Connors said.
Ursula was a little shocked. She didn't know if this was one of those forbidden student-teacher relationships that he was implying or something else.
Doctor Connors read the look on her face and smiled. "No need to be worried. Just a simple experiment. I've been working on a serum that I need to test. I need someone young."
"What is this serum for, Doctor Connors?" Ursula asked finally. She was still uneasy about it but she really needed the passing grade.
"It will revitalize human health technology, Ursula. But, I have said too much already. Please, if you truly want me to boost your grade, show up outside my room at 9 o'clock tonight."
Ursula sighed and nodded. She clutched her books tightly and then left the room.
Doctor Connors smiled sweetly. He finally got the human specimen he needed to test the regeneration serum he had focused his whole life upon. Tonight was the final few stages of testing it. Funded secretly by military, Doctor Connors was able to complete the serum. The military, in agreement with Connors, said they would test the serum when they got the chance. It would take too long then for Connors to get the answer he had been waiting for. He had to test it now. Tonight.
Mice had been successfully tested and treated with the serum. They showed no difference besides gaining back what they lost.
That's what this was about. The serum contained the genes from lizards. Lizards could regrow tails and limbs that had been cut off. Humans desired this trait for their own. Doctor Connors desired this. No matter what the cost was. He wanted to pick up his son with two hands. He wanted to play baseball with his family. Things that a crippled scientist with one arm couldn't do. He saw the disappointment in his son's eyes every now and then.
He pounded the desk in is growing frustration and anger. No more. He won't be subject to the awkward stares from freshman students and his son won't be a laughing stock in his class anymore. No more. He smiled wickedly at anticipating his success with the girl. He grabbed his briefcase and walked out his classroom door at a brisk pace.
He went directly to the science lab. He threw off his trench coat off and put on a white lab coat. Connors went to check all of his procedures for tonight and to test one more lab rat with the serum.
DC57: That's right one more chappie. More to come. PLZ read and review.