Alvin turned over on the pillow. "Overeacting? OVEREACTING? WHY SHOULDN'T I OVEREACT? BRITTANY IS IN THE HOSPITAL, AND THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO ABOUT IT!" He sighed as his eyes became teary once more. "She might not even make it..." Eleanor felt for Alvin. Brittany was her sister, but she felt that there was a special connection between Alvin and Brittany. She couldn't tell what it was, but she knew it must be important. Like her and Theo... Eleanor's eyes became sorrowful as well. She hung her head. "Today is the worst day of my life..."

Simon still lay in his bed, eyes closed, hands over his heart. He sighed. "Oh, Jeanette..." *Ding-dong!* "That must be her!" He squealed as he dashed downstairs to open the door. "Hey, Jeanette," he greeted warmly, "...and Theo? What's wrong?" Jeanette sighed. "He claims to have seen Alvin and Eleanor hugging." Simon cocked his head to the side in confusion. "So? Hugging doesn't mean anything serious." Theodore stammered, "B-but, they were crying, l-like they had just admitted their f-feelings or something." Simon sighed. "Oh, Theo, they're probably just upset about Brittany." "Oh..."

Jeanette spoke, "Smion?" "Yes, Jeanette?" "I believe all this back-and-forth business is foolish. Let's all go back to my house and stay there, so there are no more miscommunications." "Great idea, Jeanette," Simon agreed, as they all set off for Jeanette's house.

Once everything had been settled, they all sat on Brittany's bed. "So, you two..." "Yes, Theo, it was nothing serious." Theodore sighed in relief. "That's good." Then he hugged Eleanor, and Simon hugged Jeanette. Alvin's eyes became glassy, and he hung his head as he walked out of the room. When Jeanette noticed this, she broke Simon's hug. "Simon, do you realize what we just did?" Simon was confused. "We hugged, what's wrong with that?" Jeanette sighed. "What's wrong is that Alvin doesn't have anyone to hug! He must feel so lonely..." Simon was still confused. "Are you saying he'd feel better if you hugged him?" Jeanette facepalmed. "Simon, to put it bluntly, we just reminded him that Brittany is in the hospital, in critical condition. He probably misses her very much." Simon didn't quite understand. "But they're always fighting! Why would he care about Brittany so badly? If anything, I'd think he'd be glad she's injured!" Jeanette let out an exasperated sigh. "Simon, if you don't understand, I'm not going to bother explaining it to you." Simon stared off into space, as though thinking of something. Jeanette looked at him blankly. "Si? Are you listening to me?" Simon mumbled something. "Zee zapts..." Jeanette wrinkled her nose in confusion. "Come again, Si?" "I just remembered something! Brittany was electrocuted, right?" Jeanette raised an eyebrow. "I feel pretty sorry for you if you forgot, Si..." "No, no, that's not it! I have some long-lost cousins with electric powers! Maybe they could cure Brittany?" Jeanette wore a dumbfounded expression on her face. She spoke, voice gradually rising, "Do you mean to tell me, THAT ALL THIS TIME, YOU COULD'VE CURED HER?" Simon jumped back. Jeanette sighed deeply. "Well, I don't believe it would have done or will do much good." Simon blinked twice. "Why not?" Jeanette put her hands on her hips. "Simon, I don't know what it is with you today. You don't normally act so clueless..." Simon continued to stare into her eyes. Jeanette sighed. "I wish it was that easy, but while they may be able to zap the rest of the electricity out of her, they can't repair the damage done." Simon took Jeanette's hand. "I don't know, Jean. They work miracles with electricity." Jeanette withdrew her hand. "I don't think they can fix this, Simon. I wish they could, but we have to face facts. Chances are one in two that she'll make it..." Jeanette couldn't hold back her tears any longer. They started to roll down her face. Simon put an arm around Jeanette. "It's our only shot at this, Jean... We can't do anything else..." Jeanette silently nodded. Simon wiped a tear from her face. "Come on, Jeanette. Please don't cry." He held her tight. Jeanette rested her head against his chest. "Everything will be okay..." He stroked her fur. "I couldn't think straight earlier, because the only thing on my mind was...you." Jeanette gave a small smile and nuzzled Simon's cheek lovingly. He blushed and nuzzled her cheek as well.

"I don't know, Simon... Zat seems to surpass even my own ability..."

"Could you at least try? We're all worried sick about her! Pleeease?"

A sigh was heard from the other end of the phone. "I shall see vhat I can do... You are at ze Miller's residence, correct?" "Yes." "I'll be right over."