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Skye walked out the sliding doors of the Lookout, and looked around. Her light brown eyes searched their front yard for a specific pup. Rocky and Zuma were heading to the mix-breeds pups house, or rather, Zuma was leading his mate by the paw with love in their eyes. She let out a small giggle knowing what they would be doing for the next few minutes or so. Then her eyes locked with her mates amber ones and she smiled, and then laughed as Marshall accidentally pulled the bulldog over with the tug toy they were playing with.

"Skye" The cockapoo looked toward the direction her name was called and smiled as Everest approached.

"Just got a call from Ryder," Skye said. "He, Chase, and Dundee should be back in a second." Just as Everest nodded, Ryder's ATV could be seen pulling up the driveway followed by Chase's police truck and Dundee's jeep.

The husky ran over to him as the vehicle came to a stop. "Hey Dundee," Everest moved close and nuzzled her mate. "I take it the rescue went good?" But before he got the chance to answer, she pressed her lips against his.

After a few moments, she pulled away and walked toward a nearby tree. He followed as he spoke. "I'm just glad we found them before it got dark. . . I hate to think of anyone being trapped in forest alone all night." He lay down next to Everest. She leaned onto him, letting her head rest in the crook of his neck. He smiled, "but you already knew that."

She giggled, making him chuckle as well. He kissed the top of her head, "Did I ever tell you how much I love you?"

The husky cast her blue eyes up into his forest green ones. "Did I ever tell you how corny you are?"

"Just about every day," Dundee smiled. He leaned down to kiss her again, when something caught his ears. He focused his eyes green toward the forest and closed his eyes to focus on his hearing.

Everest felt her ears perk up as well. "Dundee, what is it?" She felt her heart race.

After a moment his pointed ears stood at attention, and his eyes shot open. "It's a call for help, come on!"

As they stood up, Dundee broke into a run with Everest behind him. The ginger pup followed the call into the forest for a few more moments, until ran came into a small clearing with an old beat up truck at one end. Before he could react, he felt three hands press hard on his back and pin him to the ground and a small pinch in his neck. He heard Everest run into the clearing behind him and gasp. "Ev, run!" before he could say more, a muzzle was placed over his nose and mouth. After a couple of short moments, his eyes slipped closed.

The husky ran into the clearing just in time to watch her mates form slowly go limp. She was snapped out of her trance by the sound of a man running towards her. Following her natural instinct, she turned and ran as fast as she could. A second later she felt a pinch of pain in her side, but she kept running.

Suddenly she started to feel tired. 'Keep going!' She told herself, 'you have to make it back to the Lookout for Dundee! You have to!' Her vision started to become blurry, and her limbs became heavy. But, she kept going. Finally, with her last bit of strength, she stumbled into a familiar clearing. Falling on her side, the husky was able to make a small, weak yelp for help.

Chase, Rocky, Zuma, and Rubble were playing tag in front of the Lookout. Rocky suddenly stopped causing Rubble, who was running behind him, to knock him over.

"Rubble-"

"I'm sorry Rocky, are you okay?" The bulldog asked as he got to his feet.

The mix breed gave a small smile, "I'm fine," the smile faded quickly. "Did you hear that?"

Before the bulldog could answer, Chase nodded and looked around. "It sounded like a pup yelp."

"That's what I thought." Rocky said as he looked around.

Suddenly, Zuma shouted. "Look," the chocolate lab started running in a definite direction. The others glanced at each other, and then followed. As they got closer, a familiar form came into view making them run faster.

"Everest!" the shepherd yelled as he stopped next to her. He put an ear to her chest as the others came to a stop.

"Is she ok?" Rocky asked.

"She's breathing. . . And her heartbeat sounds okay. . ."

"Look," Rubble pointed to something in the husky's side. "What is that?"

The mix-breed moved closer and examined it. "It's a tranquilizer dart."

The others stared at the mix-breed for a moment. Then Chase finally spoke. "Will she be okay?"

Rocky shook his head, "I don't know for sure, I'm not the medical pup." He turned on his tag. When the Dalmatians face appeared on the screen, he spoke. "Marshall, Everest is hurt."

Marshall's blue eyes filled with concern. "Where are you?"

"Outside the Lookout," Rocky said, "near the edge of the forest"

The Dalmatian nodded. "Be there in a second."

Once the mix-breed finished the call, he turned to the others, "Marshalls on the way."

There were a few moments of silence, and then Chase suddenly looked around and noticed something . . . Or someone . . . was missing. "Where's Dundee?"

The others looked around as well. "They were together under that tree a few minutes ago." Rocky said as Marshall ran towards them with Ryder and Skye behind him. Once the trio got close enough, the mix-breed spoke again."Have any of you seen Dundee?"

The three of them shook their heads. "Not since the last mission." Ryder said as the Dalmatian walked over to the unconscious husky, and checked her over just as Chase had done.

"Rubble noticed a tranquilizer dart in her side." Rocky said motioning to it with a paw.

Just like the mix-breed did before, Marshall studied the dart. After about a minute, he looked up at the others. "I think she'll be okay. Basically the dart put her in a very, very deep sleep. . . But we still need to get her to Katie to make sure."

The human nodded. "Marshall-"

"I'll go get my truck." He smiled as he ran off.

"Ryder sir," Chase spoke up. "Dundee is missing."

The human placed a hand on top of the shepherds head and gave it a pat. "Let's see if I can find his pup tag." He took out his Paw Pad and hit a few buttons. After a moment, he frowned. "I can't get a location."

"So he's really missing," Rocky said, worry evident in his voice.

"We'll find him Rocky," Ryder smiled and turned to the. "Okay pups, here's the plan. Rubble. . ." The bulldog barked. "When Marshall gets back with is truck, I want you to go with him to Katie's clinic. . . Keep us updated of on how Everest is doing. "

He nodded, "got it Ryder."

Next, the leader turned to the others. "Skye I want you to use your helicopter-" He was interrupted by the familiar sound of his Paw Pad ringing. After hitting a few buttons, the leader spoke "Ryder here."

"Ryder. . . It's Jake."

"Jake listen, Everest-" The teen was interrupted.

"I know she's safe with you. . ." Jake spoke in almost a monotone voice.

The teen narrowed his eyes. "Jake, are you okay?" He asked, even though Jake didn't sound okay.

"Ryder," Jake paused and cleared his throat. "Dundee's been pup-napped."

Duh Duh DUH!

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