Blue-Green 21

Hector sat upright, drenched with sweat and heaving great gulps of air. He reached forward as if to grasp a hand. "Got to hold on…" he whispered. "I'll hold on, please, I'll wait for you…. Wait for you…" He turned his head, blindly looking for someone. "Is she here? Where is she?" The sailor's hand made contact with the wolf and he stopped. "Levi?" He shook his head. "No, you're Timber. Not Levi. Levi is coming. She's coming. I have to hold on. Have to stay awake." A huge yawn came from nowhere causing him to slump back down. His fingers were firmly entwined in the wolf's fur, the knuckles a bloodless white.

The silent man left the room at a run.

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At the base gate, a car pulled up with two occupants and a dog. The guard on duty walked to the window.

"Sir, I'll need to see your identification and papers for being on base."

"Right-o, mate." Bobby handed him his FBI ID and the emails.

The guard studied the papers and ID. "Sir, you do realize that this is for later today. I can't let you in now."

"We're here early. Call the general please."

"Let me run this by my CO."

The tall Aussie was losing patience. "All right but make it quick. I don't have a lot of time. We're in a hurry."

In the car, Sue groaned and started to wake up. "Hector? Bobby? Where is he? He's losing hope. I can't hold on much longer…"

Grabbing her hand and squeezing, he whispered. "Hold on to me, sheila. I'll get you there."