We had the nurses make an announcement over the speakers about the evacuation that was in progress. Unfortunately, we had met back up with Becker, checking to make sure the patients had all truly left. His men went off on their own to check the other wing of the hospital.
We walked through each room, Becker pointing his gun at everything ready to shoot at a moment's notice. "Anything?" Connor asked.
"No," Becker said.
"Do you plan on shooting patients or any helpless creature that crosses your path? Or even both?" I asked when Connor's mobile rang.
"I'm prepared for anything." He said looking to me with a sense of frustration.
"Cutter?" Connor's voice brought my attention back to where it needed to be. "We're on our way." Connor said turning to Becker and I. "Where are the operating theatres?" he asked.
We shook our heads. "No idea," Becker admitted.
"We need to find someone that works here," Connor said.
"Most of the personnel have evacuated," I said wondering how we could get our way around the hospital.
Becker scoffed and walked in front of me looking to Connor. "I'm a trained soldier, I can find my way around a hospital," he said.
"Really? That's the cocky attitude you're going to go with?" I said behind him, he slowly turned around. Ignoring his look I turned my attention to Connor. "Even if most of the personnel have gone, we should try to find one of the remaining nurses and ask where the theatres are at."
Becker scoffed again. "I've got this," Becker said with a smirk and walked out of the room. I looked over to Connor, rolling my eyes before we both took off after the soldier.
I felt like I was a cop running around with a bloodhound on the scent trail of a victim. Of course, the bloodhound being Becker. We had been running around for about 15 minutes, it felt longer and like we were running in circles. "How difficult can it be to find an operating theatre in a hospital?" Becker said getting frustrated.
Before I could open my mouth to say any smart remark going through my mind Connor spoke up. "What was that you were saying about being a trained soldier?" He mocked. Before anything else could be said sparks began to fall from the ceiling followed by a couple of thuds. "Catch it," Becker said pointing his gun to the ceiling.
"What do you mean 'catch it'?" Connor asked.
"We don't even know what it is!" I said.
"Catch it," Becker said nudging Connor toward the scuttling in the ceiling. I scoffed at Becker and walked behind Connor looking for something to catch the unknown creature with. I noticed the linen cart and moved it over to Connor. "Right. Just get under it." Connor said.
"Yeah," Becker said behind us, gun still pointed, as we followed the noise.
All of a sudden the creature fell through the ceiling and into the cart. Connor looked over to me with a smirk as Becker came closer. We looked into the cart to see the creature shakes its head and look up at us.
"Hello mate," Connor said chuckling. "My name's Connor. This is... " Connor said introducing himself and was about to introduce Becker then looked to me. "This is Skyla. How are you? If I'm not mistaken you're a diictodon, right?"
I peered in closer. "I'd say so. Permian Era. Herbivores and burrowers. Makes sense with the holes in the walls." I confirmed I glanced over to Becker, a small smile covered his face at the small creature. Once he looked over and noticed me watching he stood up clearing his throat.
"Come on Connor." He said seriously as he covered the cart with a sheet.
We continued to walk through the halls and into empty rooms looking for Abby and Cutter. When the diictodon began to squeal. "What is it mate?" Connor said looking under the linen. "Hey? What are you trying to tell me?"
"Oh, fantastic. Now he's Dr. Doolittle." Becker said.
Connor shh'ed him and stood up. The noise could be heard throughout the hospital. "He wasn't making that noise before," Connor said. "You hear that?" Becker nodded his head.
"Is it a distress call?" I asked aloud.
"Follow me," Connor said as he began pushing the cart. We followed the noise until we found a door at the end of the hall with a barricade in front of it. "Sorry, we-" Connor said as Becker burst into the room.
"Whoa, whoa," Becker said as I peaked in between them, seeing the pregnant woman from before, now with a babe in her arms. A nurse came to my side as I let her pass tapping Connor on the shoulder. She walked over to the woman as we stepped out. "So who locked you in?" Becker asked as him and Nick walked off. "I don't know."
Abby walked over with something in her arms, a sly smile on her face. She showed Connor and me, she had a diictodon in her arms. Connor and I gave each other a look before he reached and showed her what was in the linen cart. "Looks like they missed the last bus home," Connor said.
"They're so adorable together," I said looking at the two diictodons.
"What are we to do with them?" Abby said.
"We keep them," Connor replied.
"Yeah," Abby said.
"For now," I said as he covered the linen cart back up. "We can't let Nick or Lester know. I won't say a word as long as I can come to visit." We all laughed and walked out of the hospital with the diictodons.