Hey everyone! I am enjoyed the responses I got to the last chapter. This story is really turning into more of a drama then I had wanted it to isn't it? I hope that you all don't mind. Anyway, I give to you this new chapter and hope that you like it.

The sound of the bell ringing was like a gun shot for Chance. He had thought that the school day would never end, but finally he was free. He was the first one out of the class room and he made quick work of shoving everyone else out of his way so he could get to the exit. Since it was Monday most of the other students where mulling around pulling the books and what not from there lockers so that they could do there homework. Others where just standing around talking about what they had done over the weekend. Chance didn't even bother trying to avoid them, he just shoved past them sending more then one tom to the floor or into a locker.

He was finally able to see Jake and nothing was going to slow him down. He heard his name being shouted a few times but never even slowed down. It wasn't until several figures blocked his path that he was forced to stop, he didn't hold back his growl of anger as he saw half the football team standing in front of him. His eyes narrowed as he looked over each of them, they had there arms crossed and there faces where set in frowns.

"Chance where are you going?" One asked. "We got practice."

"I have somewhere I have to be." He said. "Move."

They didn't.

"Where could you need to go that is more important then getting ready for the game next week?" The tom asked again.

"None of you're damn business." He growled. "Now move... or I'll move you."

To the others credit he didn't show just how afraid he was at the moment. Slowly him and the others moved to the side and Chance moved past them without a second glance. He made it to the exit and pretty much ran to his truck. As he opened the door he noticed that there wasn't the normal sound of a motorcycle revving or the sound of people screaming as it took off.

'The police must have got him.' He thought happily. 'Good.'

Jumping into the truck he started it up and left the parking lot as fast as he could. His tires screeched a little as he pulled onto the main road and he pressed just a little harder on the gas. It didn't take him long after that to get to the hospital. But for some reason the lot was full of cars so he had to park at the very back of the lot. Shutting off his truck he got out and just remembered to lock it before he ran for the main door. It opened when he stepped in front of it and he hurried inside. He took a small moment to enjoy how cool it was inside the hospital, it was well over 80 degrees out side.

He made a 'B' line for the front desk where a slightly over weight she kat was sitting. She was wearing a pair of half moon glasses halfway down her nose and she was lazily flipping through a magazine. Chance stood there for a minute or so before getting annoyed and clearing his throat loudly.

"Excuse me!" He said. "I know you're very busy right now, but I am here to see my friend Jake Clawson."

He made no effort to hide his sarcasm.

"Visiting hours are from four to ten sir." She said not looking up at him.

Chance growled. Was she trying to piss him off?

"Its 3:50!" He said. "Are you telling me that you are going to make me wait ten minutes?"

She let out a huff and finally looked up at him. She paused for a moment when she saw how big he was but that didn't stop her from being a bitch.

"Sir the rules are clear, no visitors until four." She said. "You are welcome to have a seat until then."

Chance clenched his fist feeling his claws starting to push out and press into his paw pads. "Look..." He said heavily. "My friend was really hurt and I have been waiting for three days to see him. So I would really appreciate it if you would open the doors and let me go see him."

"Sir I told you..." She started but was cut off by another female voice.

"Stella is everything alright here?"

Chance turned around and saw a skinny female kat with bright golden fur and a long bushy tail. She held a clip board against her chest and had a no nonsenses air about her.

"Everything is fine Janet." Stella said. "I was just informing this young tom that it is not visiting hours yet."

Janet nodded and smiled up at Chance. "Well there is only ten minutes left, I don't think that it will hurt to let him in a little early." She said.

Chance smiled at her. "Thank you. You have no idea what this means to me."

Janet began to lead him over to the double doors which opened after a moment. Chance took one last look back at the other nurse and was happy to see that she had an upset look on her face.

"I am sorry for Stella." Janet said. "She likes to think that she is in charge around here."

"I guessed that." Chance said. "I take it that you out rank her?"

A small laugh came from Janet and she shook her head. "Not really, but my father is the chief of medicine here."

"Oh really?" Chance said. "Well that must mean that you get you're way a lot."

"I don't use him as a crutch, I like to earn my way on my own." She said. "But I can't stop others from being afraid that I will put in a bad word for them if they upset me." She laughed a little. "Anyway, who are you here to see?"

"Jake Clawson." Chance told her.

She smiled and laughed. "Oh he is such a nice young tom." She said. "All the nurses have become very attached to him since he has been here."

"Really?" Chance asked surprised. "How has he been?"

"Well the first day he wouldn't talk to anyone and he hardly let anyone into his room." She said. "But after his parents had been to see him his attitude changed. He started talking up a storm to anyone who would listen. Apparently he has big plans for when he gets out of here."

Chance was shocked by this news. He had expected Jake to be a wreak he wasn't sure what to make of this. He hardly noticed when Janet stopped in front of a room and he almost ran into her.

"Here we go, stay as long as you like." She said before walking off.

Chance shouted a quick thank you before turning to face the closed door. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes trying to calm his heart.

'Come on Furlong.' He said to himself. 'Don't be a sissy kat!'

Opening his eyes he pushed the door open and walked in. The room seemed brighter then the hall out side and he blinked a few times to adjust his vision. He looked over at the bed sitting in the corner of the room and he smiled a little at seeing Jake laying in it. His eyes where closed and he looked like he was sleeping. Chance didn't want to wake him so he just sat down in the chair next to the bed and waited for him to wake up.

While Chance waited for Jake to wake up in the hospital, in another section of the city Tank sat in a small room with no windows, a section of mirror on the wall and one door. He growled to himself as he sat there. He had been woken up early that morning by a loud banging on his door and before he could even climb out of bed the door had been busted in and he had been put in handcuffs and dragged out. No one said anything to him other then the normal Myranda rights. From there it was a short drive from his apartment to the police station where he was tossed in the room and apparently forgotten about.

"Hey!" He yelled. "Where the hell is my phone call?"

It wasn't the first time he had asked the question, and like the other times he didn't get an answer. He was sure that they didn't have anything on him. He hadn't even done anything since Friday and he knew that the fagot Jack wouldn't tell anyone what had happened, not unless he had a death wish. Finally the door opened and in stepped a tan tom with a long thin tail wearing a dark suit, the top button was undone and his tie was lose. He walked to the table Tank sat at and dropped a folder onto the table top.

"Well... Mr. Tank?" He asked. "Why no last name?"

Tank grunted and glared at the older kat. "Because my father was a dick and I don't want anything to do with him."

He hummed as he looked over his reflection in the mirror. He didn't say anything else for a while and Tank began to get angry.

"Mind telling me just what the hell I am doing here?" He asked.

"Well, there are a number of reasons that you are here." The detective said. "Personally I blame a bad up bringing but that is just my opinion."

"Cut the wise cracks ass hole!" Tank growled. "I know how this works, either try and charge me with something or I am leaving. You can't keep me here."

"Alright, how about rape for starters." He said. "Assault, would be a good direction next. Then there is always the death threat you made. Anyone of these guarantees a lengthy stay in jail... you are 18 that means you can be tried as an adult."

Tank chuckled. "You can't prove any of that."

"Oh really?" He said finally turning around. "Well lets see, we got a video that places you at the scene of a rape. A Kat in the hospital with an almost broken arm and several bruises... Oh! And a voice recording of you making a threat on someone's life. Still think we can't prove anything?"

Tank tried to hide how nervous he was but it was hard to do. He didn't know how this guy knew all this stuff but if he could actually prove what he was talking about then he was in deep trouble.

"I want a lawyer." He said.

The Tom chuckled and stood up leaving the folder on the table. "Yeah... thought you would." He opened the door and stepped out. "Look forward to seeing you in court."

There you go, I hope that you all liked it. I wasn't sure if I should have stopped it back at Chance being with Jake or not but in the end I decided to ease everyone's minds a little by showing Tank getting the start of what he has coming to him. This could almost pass for an episode of Law and Order SVU couldn't it? Maybe I should write a fic for that... no that would just be weird.

Anyway, Review if you liked it... or if you didn't... Until next time.