AN: Oh my, oh my, danger for Nancy.
The readings on Scott's computer were going wild, indicating a big storm brewing. "This time for sure," he murmured.
He strode into the other room. "Frosty, Nancy, time to go," he called loudly. "Debbie, you're in charge here. I'm going too to make sure it goes right this time."
Debbie nodded. "Alright, but Nancy's not here."
Scott frowned. "Then where is she?"
"I sent her to the Antenna to do some repairs."
"You what?" he shouted.
Debbie glared. "Don't yell at me."
"That's where the storm is!"
She paled. "Are you sure?"
Ignoring her he looked at the window. Nancy…