I slowly picked myself up off the floor. Where was I NOW?! All around me was nothing but solid metal. There weren't even any windows in the bloody place, just a blindingly bright light right at the top..some, oh five feet up! Great, perfect, and just WHAT was I supposed to do in here? I wrapped my arms around myself. My God, it was freezing in here! The only thing behind me was the huge metal door that Groomer had shut tight. I walked over and tried pushing the door. What a surprise, locked up tight. I pressed my ear to the door. I could catch snatches of conversation. I hard Groomer say, 'Note to write."

"Look at my machine, look at it!" Blight cried out. I could barely suppress a smile. My brave, sweet baby! Oh, PLEASE let her be all right!

"Ya better hurry up and fix it before Parvo comes back!"

" Could use some HELP, ya know." I sighed and leaned against the wall. I bright my knees up to my chest and put my arms around them,. I leaned my chin against my folded-up knees. To think how much everything I knew of changed in just a few short hours! Everything was so different now, nothing was the same, and ever will be again! I now knew an important secret about my favorite pet! My own beloved dog turns out to be a member of a elite crime-fighting team (which explains QUITE a lot of things!), she's been one for two years…and I am the only one of the owners of this team who knows! Lord, what would Bill think of this? I had to smile at that. What would Tony think?

At the mere mention of Tony, my smile faded away. Tony. I pictured my husband, probably pacing along the floor of our home, probably wondering where we are. After all we should have been back from our walk hours ago and more than likely some of the witnesses at the park had told one of the police. I hope that Colleen would return soon, hopefully with Tony, or with somebody. She could be just a dog, she could be her Wonder Woman self, I didn't care. I only wanted to get out of this! I longed to be safely home, in my bedroom, in y dressing gown, laying on my bed, reading out loud with my dog in my lap.

But would Colleen want to do that with m know that I knew her secret? But, she's been keeping this secret for two years and she's acted like she likes it. Unless this all really is an act. Maybe she doesn't like being a dog as much as she acted. After all, she an walk on her hind legs and actually talk. Who wants to get back to all fours and just barking after that? I'm not sure I would!

Just then my thoughts were interrupted by a HUGE slamming of a door and clanging on the floor. Without even blinking I knew exactly what had happened. He came back. I could tell by the huge booming voice that vibrated all throughout the room I was in. "WHAT ON EARTH HAPPENED TO THIS ROOM?!" Yep, Parvo had come back. I almost felt sorry for them. I backed slowly away from the door, not wanting to stick around for the inevitable fireworks as Groomer tried to explain herself. "HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN?! IT WAS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY…" the voice said again. Oh My Lord, they were in definite trouble. But it would definitely stall for time until Colleen came back with either the police, or Tony, or that team of hers…or anyone. The less I staid here, the better. I got up and paced over to the other side of the room. I ran y hand over the large metal walls, already feeling bored. I hoped Colleen got to her intended destination safely…oh God, please let her get there safely! I sank down on my knees quietly, not even thinking of myself anymore. Colleen was MORE now than just my sweet little dog. She was a hero…an international hero! My dog…a hero! SHE had stopped these terrorists many times! God, if she didn't get back safely not only MY heart would break, but the hearts of so many others. Heck, the WORLD would never be the same. Oh, God please say she'll be back here, let her come back safely! Let her reach her goal! Hmm….it was finally being quit on the other side of the door, maybe Parvo had finally calmed down enough and they were leaning up the room. I sure hoped so, I had had more than enough noise and fully deserved some peace and quiet myself. I leaned back, brought my knees again up to my chest and rested against the door. From the other side I again heard Groomer talking.

"So, General, how much do you think we can ask for the Prime Minister's wife? "

"Let's go for a nice big sum! he'll pay a whole bundle to get back his wife!"

I heard Groomer laugh. "You bet, Sir. So, we keep her in the room until then?"

"Yes, SHE is not all that important to us, all she's good for in my opinion is to get us some more money to help manufacture Gen-Par Industries. Ask for a whole lot, and keep her in that room. See no harm comes to her in the meantime."

"Yes, Sir." Well, at least I could take some comfort in the fact that no harm was going to come to me while I was staying in this metal prison! I looked up, wondering how tall exactly was this structure. I hoped there was an air vent or something, even though I had yet to see one. I drummed my fingers along the metal sides, taking a bit of amuzement in the echo they made around the circular room, until that blowhard's voice bellowed out.,

"STOP MAKING THAT NOISE!" It shocked me so I quickly took my fingers away from the wall. I sighed again.

Suddenly there was another huge noise…only this one seemed to come from the celeing of the building. At once what sounded like footsteps over my head was heard. She had done it! She had brought in the cavalry! Oh, I knew she'd come through! I raced over to the door, in hopes to hear conversations. But I couldn't mistake the voie that screamed, "No, ROAD ROVERS!!"

I cheered right out loud, causing Parvo to bang on the wall. But the familiar voice of my dog then am, "Where is y Master?!" she demanded.

"In here, on baby, I'm in here!" I tried to call through the wall, praying she could hear me.

"Stand aside, Parvo," she said.

"Ha, that's a laugh!"

Another voice I didn't recognize then came,. "Colleen, you free your Mistress, we'll deal with this!"

"Are you by the door, Mrs. Blair?"
"Yes," I answered.

"Quick, stand back, stand away from it."
"Oh no, you don't," Parvo said. Suddenly I heard several battle cries, almost like one would hear on The Avengers…but these were unusual. They sounded like 'Liz Taylor! George Clooney!" Before I could figure out what was going on, I heard "Julia Roberts!" and before I knew it, my door was kicked down, and my heroic Collie was staring back at me!