Off in another part of the city, Bryan's unit pulled to a complete stop under an overpass for the highway. It wasn't a major route, so it was actually quiet compared to the other ways. There was a guard rail off to the side that blocked anyone from just driving into the river that flowed beneath the overpass.

The sun was close to getting ready to set and the weather had warmed up compared to the rest of the day. He turned everything off, getting out he opened the back and sat on the tailgate. He glared at both of his hands for a minute before standing up, reaching into the back of his unit and pulling out some weapons. He began checking ammo supply and readying his weapons for combat.

"You know, you look like you're going into a war without a team. Kind of dangerous, wouldn't you say?"

One of the things Bryan had learned over the years, meet as many different people as you can; you never know what connections they might bring along. And since they had been living on Corneria, he had met a lot of interesting furs. A few of which hadn't been originally from Corneria, this was made obvious by certain abilities… say like Krystal had.

"Not now, Silver. I'm busy." Bryan huffed, not turning to look over his shoulder at the wolf. Silver was well built, and had been named for the color of his fur which was mostly pure silver. The occasional black and brown streak would add highlights to certain features on the wolf's body, while still making him look intimidating. The two had crossed paths when Silver's mate had been killed in a car accident.

"I heard the news today." Silver said suddenly, nearly causing Bryan to drop his rifle.

"News travels fast I take it?"

"You have no idea." The wolf walked up and leaned on Bryan's unit, watching the man work.

"You humans are so self-destructive, you know that?"

"We're a crazy bunch."

"No, I mean it. The minute one of you get dealt a bad hand you take off on some crusade or suicide mission."

"I see you've been talking to Brea." Bryan said, not having to look up to see the wolf's grin.

"Yah, she called looking for you. They're all worried, Bryan."

Without warning, Bryan slammed his rifle down, turning around and crossing his arms, sitting on the tailgate again. "What the hell do you want me to say?" He asked, looking at the ground. "I was told I was going to die. Alright fine, but who says I can't take a big chunk of the enemy with me." He sighed, looking over at Silver who just grinned at him.

"Know what my mom always told me growing up? Don't rush ahead. You miss opportunities that way. Who says that the Military won't figure something out, or even the hospital lab techs?"

"Because, they've never had the chance to. Stuff like this takes time, that's time I don't have."

The wolf snapped his finger, twirling it around so that a small circle of fire formed in the air. "Fine," he said, grinning. "but all I'm saying is to just be careful. I did the same thing when Hitomi died, spent days in a coma-like state just staring at the wall. Didn't answer any calls from my family or anything. Then I went after the guy in the other car, nearly killed him too."

"There a moral to this story, Silver? Or are you just buying time?"

"What I'm trying to say is I stuck it out, I got better and I moved on. I got a better job, I found new friends, I got myself into a program once I realized I was a drunk. Why can't you do the same?"

"Because, I'm the one dieing, not a loved one. I don't know how to do anything else except take out terrorists, and I'm no drunk. That's why I can't do the same!" He finished, yelling the last words out. "Now piss off!" He turned, going back to his work, only to have Silver grab the pistol from his hand.

"Give me that."

"No."

"I said give me that."

"I heard you." Silver responded, hiding the pistol behind his back.

Bryan snapped, grabbing the slightly taller wolf's arm he pinned it behind his back and then pinned him to the truck, taking the weapon out of his hand. What he hadn't counted on was what happened next.

Silver snapped his fingers, causing a small blast to throw Bryan back a foot or two. Bryan shook his head, staring at the ground as the wolf's feet came into view. He looked up to see the paw extended to him. Silver was helping him up.

"Just get out of here. I don't want your help. In two weeks I'll be nothing more than a body and a memory."

The wolf pulled him to his feet, still keeping the pistol away from the officer.

"Understand this, you'll never be that. You're impact here is too great. You've reached the ranks of Star Fox in the eyes of the public. And yes, that is big. You've eared the respect of just about every General in the military, and even the higher-ups. You've trained troops in life saving procedures and even protected many, many important people. Trust me, you'll never be a body and a memory to these people. Now stop your guilt trip, get in that car, and go home!"

Bryan was about to respond when a shot rang out and he felt a pain in his back. He turned around to see Brea crouching behind him, pistol drawn. Silver took a step back, grinning wildly as she picked the leader up off the ground and sat him on the truck, his hands handcuffed behind his back.

"Son of a bitch… you knew!" He yelled at Silver, silently picking the cuffs from behind his back.

"Sorry pal, but you're the closest thing I got to a big bro, and I really don't need you getting yourself killed." Silver admitted shrugging. He turned to see Brea glaring at him. It wasn't a hate filled glare, but more of a 'what the hell do you think you're doing' glare.

"I really didn't want to shoot you… but, it's the only way I could stun you long enough to get you cuffed. And don't blame Silver, it isn't his fault, I dragged him into this."

Bryan groaned, feeling the bruise starting to form. Those rubber bullets hurt like hell!

"Look at me." Brea said silently, using her finger to turn his chin to her. Silver walked around to the front of the car, giving the two a moment alone.

"I'm not going to fight you anymore Bryan, if you want to go out and get yourself killed, then go. But… at the same time… I would like nothing more than to drag you back to the house and keep you under lock and key until Dracous finds something to beat this thing with. I mean… damn it, Bryan!"

Bryan chuckled slightly.

"Great, no you're laughing at me. You know that is really bad for my mental health?"

"Brea, there is something I need to tell you." He said, just as Silver came around the side of the truck. "But in order to tell you, I there is something else you need to know first."

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-Bryan's Voice Text- It was a few weeks back, right about the time we got the name of our terrorist, Aramov. It was a late night and you were fast asleep, while I couldn't catch a wink if it was handed to me. So I headed out into the night for a walk, left at about half part two. I jogged a little over a mile until I reached a park. I figured what the hell, and walked in…

I made in past the lake and into the back woods area. I was about to turn around and head back for the house when I heard voices.

-3rd Person Story Text-

"What is it that you wanted to meet here at such a late hour?" One of the voices asked. Bryan, being beyond suspicious, hid himself behind a tree, listening in.

"We need to move up our time tables, it seems that DCTU has come very close to our base of operations, they know where we are, and what we have." A new voice responded.

"So, now what? There is only so much we control within the Military. And without General Pepper on our side, there is very little we can do. Besides, my informant from inside the house has yet to come up with anything useful." Another voice, making three total so far.

"Then sway him. He is needed for our plan to succeed."

Bryan jogged back off into the night.

I contacted General Pepper immediately tell him what I had found out. At first we didn't know what to do, but then he told me about how I was going to be pulled over and arrested or killed. Everything from there became a play. None of the cops in on what I knew about that attack, all they know is that a rouge agent escaped their grasp. General Pepper told me what they were going to dose me with, so when I put the fake cop down, I stole it from him, squirted a certain amount into the street gutter while he was out and put it back before he woke up.

After I sped off I parked in a lot, still acting for any watching eyes. But during that time I placed fake blood on my back to make it look like a wound. As for the high fever? I had been wearing my jacket inside the house, of course I was hot. Mei rode with me to the hospital, and on the way there she was clued in on what's going on. The doctor was in on it too. For now, we need to play it as we did before, you never know when they are watching…

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"But what about now? You just spilled your entire story to me, how do you know they aren't watching now? And better yet, how do you know I'm not your traitor."

"Well for one thing," Silver began. "I'd know if anyone was watching us. Why do you think he keeps me around?" He said, jabbing a thumb at Bryan.

"And for another," Bryan added, trying to keep the chuckle from his voice. "I know you well enough to know you would never think of betraying the team. Besides, I'm positive that it isn't anyone on our team anyway. Krystal came up to me the other day and said something about two of the band members blocking their minds from her. I'm positive its one of them."

"So what about that thing between you and Silver a few moments ago?" Brea asked.

"Pure luck. I already knew about Bryan's plan, but when you called me, I saw an opening. Bryan apparently saw it too, that's how we lead you here."

"By the way, thanks for that rubber bullet to the back." Bryan said, sliding his cuffs off his hands, rubbing his shoulder blade. Brea became flustered. "Eh, sorry bought that… but if you had told me what you were up to…" She scolded, taking her cuffs from him.

She dropped them, a thought coming into her head. "So… you aren't dieing?"

Bryan shook his head, only to be tackled into the back of the unit by the flying fur ball.

He landed hard with an 'oomph!' while Silver just whistled and looked in the other directing, giving the two a moment. When Bryan regained his senses he realized that Brea was nuzzling against his chest, he also realized that she was crying.

"I was so worried." She cried. "I was worried that I'd never see you again. I was worried that you were going to leave me." Silver stuck his head in, grinning at Bryan who could see him clearly. Bryan just stuck his leg out, kicking the wolf in the hip.

"I'm not going anywhere." Bryan said, holding onto the cat anthro tightly. She continued to cry into his shirt for a few moments before leaning up to look him in the eye.

"Your note… at the end… did you mean it?" She asked, a hopeful look in her eye.

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A/N: Alright guys, no new chapters until I get more than just one review for this chapter. I'm happy to get as many hits as I am, but one review to forty-seven hits tells me that people are reading, without reviewing. So, no new chapters until I get at least six, that's right -count'em, SIX, reviews for this chapter. Which means you won't know Bryan's answer until I get reviews.

P.S. Though is the person that ALWAYS reviews this stories asks, I'll tell him only because it isn't fair to punish him, he reviews.