Okay, so has anyone had a story that wouldn't leave them alone no matter how hard they tried? Well apparently this one is mine. . .

Enjoy!

To anyone staying at Jake's Lodge it was an ordinary day, except for the fact that Sandy, Jake and Drake seemed to be a little distracted by something. And, where was Everest? For that matter, where was Dundee? If a guest asked, they all gave the same answer. Everest was sick and Dundee was in Adventure Bay with the rest of the Paw Patrol taking care of her.

But it was a lie.

The husky was at the cabin with Marshall. The Dalmatian was giving her all the support he could, but he knew it wasn't nearly enough. It had been almost a day since last saw her mate. For two pups that were never apart for more than a few hours at the most, it was taking a toll on her. She wasn't eating or sleeping, and she was starting to snap at the Dalmatian.

"Rissy, you need to either eat something or get some sleep. . ." Marshall tried to say as calmly as he possibly could. "Those are your options." She glared at him, and he glared back. "Don't give me that look." He said, his voice becoming sterner. "You've been worrying and crying and pacing the floor for hours."

"What am I supposed to do?" she yelled. "My mate's been kidnapped and no one's called about a ransom or let us talk to him or anything!"

He walked closer and spoke to her in the calmest voice he could use. "Everest. . . Calm. . . Down."

Fire burned in her eyes. "Don't tell me to calm down! How would you feel if Chase was kidnapped and you had no idea where he was!" When he didn't answer right away, she walked closer to where she was almost nose to nose with the Dalmatian "Well!"

Marshall took a deep breath to calm himself down so he wouldn't yell at her, then let it out. "About a year and a half ago, before you came along, Chase went on a rescue in the forest with Ryder and Rubble. Ryder and Rubble stayed together, but Chase went out on his own and ended breaking his pup-tag and up getting lost." Tears sprang to his eyes at the memory. "For five days, we search for him with no luck. . . For a while, I never thought I would see him again." Even though he felt a tear run down his cheek, he never took his blue eyes on hers. "We finally found him almost starved to death, and very, very weak. . . But he was alive and I knew he was okay. . . So, yes I do know how it feels not knowing where your mate is or if he's okay. . . So calm down Rissy, everything is going to be okay."

Tears started to well up in her eyes again, and she turned away from him. "I'm sorry. . ."

Marshall placed his par under her chin and brought her face back to meet his own. Then, he gave her a small kiss on the cheek. "It's okay . . . but you are never alone." As he took his paw away, she tilted her head in confusion. He walked toward the fireplace and looked into the flames for a long moment. "We've all been in some kind of emotional pain, Everest." He focused his eyes on hers. "So if you ever need to talk to someone, just remember you can talk to anyone in the Paw Patrol." Suddenly he looked away from her and cast his back into the fireplace. "We all have things in our past we'd like to forget."

After a long moment of silence, the husky spoke. "How do you deal with it?"

Marshall smiled, "well, some bottle it up inside." He said as he walked to the sofa. "But we've all told our deepest pain to at least one person in the Paw Patrol. I know Chase and I shared our pain with each other. . . Maybe when Dundee gets back you need to share your pain with him." He hopped on the sofa and lay down on his stomach with his head up. "Come on up. . ." He gave her a small smile. "Like I said earlier, you need to rest."

Once she snuggled in close to him, she sighed and closed her eyes. And after a moment, he began to sing. . .

I have a dream, a song to sing.

To help me cope with anything.

If you see the wonder,

Of a fairy tale,

You can take the future.

Even if you fail.

As he sang, she sighed again. From the beginning, being next to Marshall and feeling his warmth, always made her feel comfortable.

I believe in angels,

Something good in everything I see.

I believe in angels,

When I know the time is right for me.

I'll cross the stream.

I have a dream.

As he sang, he started to hear soft snores coming from her nose. Knowing this was her best chance to get her to sleep, he continued to sing. . .

I have a dream, a fantasy.

To help me through, reality.

And my destination makes it worth the while.

Pushing through the darkness,

Still another mile.

Marshall smiled as the husky finally fell asleep as he sang the chorus again. . .

I believe in angels,

Something good in everything I see.

I believe in angels.

When I know the time is right for me.

I'll cross the stream.

I have a dream.

As he finished singing, he kissed her on the top of her head. "Goodnight Rissy."

Drake cast his silver-grey eyes down the small hallway at Jake's Lodge. He noticed the light was on in Jake's office. But instead of walking toward it, something he heard stopped him. He froze as he heard an unfamiliar voice mention a familiar name.

"Is Dundee okay?" Jake was asking.

"He hasn't been harmed yet." The next voice spoke with a raspy tone. "And he won't, as long as my client gets what he wants."

"Who is your client anyway?"

"He prefers to remain anonymous."

There were a couple seconds of silence, and then Jake sighed. "Okay, I need to get some paperwork straightened out first. Then we'll talk. . . But I want to speak to Dundee first. Or, I won't do anything."

The wolf silently praised Jake for not backing down. A moment later he could hear the sound of a number being dialed into a cell phone. "Yea, it's me. . . Put the mutt on the phone. . ." He pressed another button on the phone, Drake guessed putting it on speaker, and Dundee's voice came into the room.

"Jake, is that you?"

"Dundee!" Jake said letting out a breath of relief. "Are you doing okay?"

The dingo ignored the question. "Are these the guys that want to buy your land?"

"He's smart, I'll give him that." The raspy voice said.

"They are. . ." Before Jake could say anything else, Dundee interrupted him.

"Don't sell for anything! Jakes Mountain is your legacy! My life isn't worth you giving up the dream you and your grandfather built together!" There was the sound of a slap, and dingo yelped as the phone call ended.

"That's enough of that." The raspy voice spoke again. "I'll be back in three hours with a contract for you to sign."

Determination grew in Jakes voice. "I won't sign it. . . Not when Dundee doesn't want me to."

The raspy voice on the other hand grew angrier. But instead of threating Dundee, he said something different. "I won't make you sign." Drake could hear footsteps coming closer to the door, and then stop just short of the door way. "You might want to keep an eye on your other pups. . . You never know what could happen."

As Everest gently opened her eyes and tried to move.

But, she couldn't.

Marshall had draped a protective paw over her midsection while they were sleeping. "Marshall. . ." She spoke softly and he twitched, but didn't move. "Marshall" she said with a more stern voice.

This time he opened his own blue eyes, and smiled. "Hey Rissy, what's up?"

"Could you move your paw off me please? I need a drink of water."

She cast her eyes on his paw, and he blushed, "he, sorry."

The Dalmatian moved and let her jump down from the sofa, and watched her walk into the kitchen. As he started to lie back down, he heard a car pull up to the cabin. Suddenly, he heard something get slammed into the front door. Before he could jump down Everest appeared in the doorway.

"What was that!" she said running for the door.

Marshall shook his head, "I don't know."

She pulled the handle on the door and, as it swung toward them, a familiar figure slumped into the room.

"Drake!" they said at the same time.

Well, what do you think?

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