Hour 3

8:00 a.m. - 9:00 a.m.

"He is a nice guy and won't do anything to it." Dr. Patterson was mocking Ashelin on here trust of Daxter.

"Will you just relax doc. I know him and he wouldn't do anything like this unless he absolutely needed to."

"Didn't anyone tell you that stealing evidence is a federal offense?" He continued to mock her for letting a vital part of the case get stolen.

"Stick it up yours Greg. Now, are you going to help me find out what is going on or are you going to continue to make a fool out of us?"

"Fine. I get off shift in fifteen minutes and then have two hours to spare with searching before I'm back here."

"Okay. I'll examine these clothes until you're off and we'll check the Naughty Ottsel Bar where he works."

"Sounds like a plan." After Patterson left, Ashelin was about to examine the ottsel's clothes again but didn't get the chance when her comm went off. She quickly answered it.

"Hello, this is Ashelin."

"Hey Ashlin." It was Tess. "Do you mind telling me what you needed to see Daxter about?"

"Is he back over there, because I really need to talk to him?"

"You mean he's not with you?" This worried Ashlin. "Where did he go?" Ashlin explained everything to Tess. The letter. The claw marks. Daxter running off with evidence. Everything. "That doesn't sound like him."

"That's what I said. Do you have any idea where he could have gone?"

"Why don't you talk to Jak. He and Daxter never keep anything from each other and are practically inseparable."

"That's a great idea." Ashlin felt silly for not thinking of it before. "Do you know where Jak might be at this time?"

"Where else would he be. I imagine he's with Keira." Duh, why didn't I think of that too?

"Okay. So, where is Keira?"

"Most likely at the garage fixing up cars."

"Great..... Where's the garage again?" This is getting embarrassing.

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"You mind telling me why we're going to the wasteland, Dax?" Jak was trying to figure out why he was taking Daxter to the wasteland in the carrier they always used to transport them there and back.

"Lets just say, I have an old acquaintance I need to ask some questions to." Daxter checked the time on the radio. It was 8:15. "How much longer until we get there?"

"About ten more minutes. Just be patient."

"I don't have time to be patient," joked Daxter. Nobody has time to do much of anything.

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After getting directions to the garage from Tess, Ashlin was prepared to get going. With almost perfect timing, Doctor Patterson stepped in, also ready to go.

"There has been a change in plans," Ashelin informed him. "I got a call and found out he isn't at the bar. We are going to check out the garage by the old stadium to see if we can get a lead."

"I just hope we don't have to walk there," he joked.

"Don't worry, I have a hellcat parked outside."

***********

"We're here Dax," Jak informed his furry friend.

"Good, because that flight sucked. They didn't even show a movie."

AN: Well, at least he still has his sarcasm.

They hopped out and waited for the massive, metal gate to open. After they finally moved, and Daxter stopped looking at his imaginary watch, they walked in and were greeted by a familiar face.

"Hey chillie peppers." Do I even need to say who it is?

"Hey Sig."

"What brings you two down here?"

"Well," Daxter tried to find the right words. "I need to talk to someone, and I'm not that thrilled about it."

"So," Sig asked, "who do you need to talk to?" Daxter sighed and looked down before answering.

"Veger."

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"Hello Ashelin," Keira greeted her friend after they finally arrived.

"Hi," Ashelin said to Keira.

"I don't believe we met," Keira said, referring to the guy that was walking right next to Ashelin.

"My name is Greg Petterson. Nice to meet you."

"It's a pleasure." Keira shacked his hand.

"We need to find out where Daxter is Keira. We think he might be with Jak. Do you know where they are?"

"Jak told me he was taking Daxter to Spargus. That was about half an hour ago so they should have just arrived. Why do you need to know?"

"We don't know why," Greg answered, "but he took some evidence that was vital to finding the person who killed that ottsel in the port today."

"OH yeah. I heard about that. What a tragedy."

"That's why we need to find Daxter soon Keira."

"I understand. Good luck."

"Thanks for the help. See you later."

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"Do you mind telling us why you need to see Veger?" Jak asked Daxter as they walked through Spargus.

"I can't tell you, and you guys wouldn't understand it anyway."

"There are lots of things I don't understand about you, Daxter," Sig joked.

"Yeah, yeah... are we almost there? It fells like we've been walking for hours."

"It's only been ten minutes, and you haven't even been walking. You were standing on my shoulder this entire time," Jak pointed out.

"Well, it still feels that way. So, are we almost there?"

"Just hang on, cherry. We're almost there."

"Good, because I just want to get this over with as quickly as possible."

***********

"Are you sure it's safe?" Ashelin just landed in front of the Spargus Gate, but Greg wouldn't get out of the hellcat for the reason of that he was scared as shit.

"Yes," Ashlin was trying to convince him. "For the last time, Greg, Spargus is perfectly safe."

"Not from what I heard about the Wastelands."

"Spargus isn't the Wastelands. And are you going to believe every rumor you hear?" he didn't answer that. "Fine. You stay in the scorching hot hellcat that is in the Wastelands with all the hungry predators and sandstorms instead of being behind four inches of virtually impenetrable steel and safety weapons." It didn't take long for him to come to his senses.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

AN: Wow, two chapters in two days. I'm on a role. If I need to fix anything or want to leave a comment, just review or pm me.