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Meechum and Sarah stood waiting for the bus.

"Can we go out for hamburger and a milkshake tonight, daddy?" She asked out of the blue.

"Huh, what?" Meechum looked up from his phone startled.

"Tonight, can we go out for a burger and shake?" She repeated.

"Oh, I don't know, honey. I don't know when I'll be home." He said.

"Oh, okay. It's just that it's Valentine's Day and we don't do anything anymore…" Sarah looked down.

Meechum studied his daughter's crestfallen face. "Oh, what the heck, sure. Let's go out tonight. I'll tell Knight that I have to leave early."

"Yay!" Sarah cheered. Her face beaming, she threw herself into her father's arms in a fierce hug.

The bus pulled up. Meechum watched his daughter get on the school bus. She turned around and waved at him. "I love you, daddy!" He watched as she disappeared behind the closing school bus doors.

He was sure he could get off early today. After all he has been working overtime for a while.

0o0

"No." White said as he shuffled his papers on his desk.

Meechum stood stunned in front of the screen. "What do you mean no?" He sputtered.

White glared at him. "You're the one with the PhD. What do you think it means?"

"Listen White, my daughter expects me to take her out to dinner tonight and by god I will!" He said angrily. "I've been working my butt off for the last three months and…" Peter began ranting.

White held up his hand. "Look, doctor, your personal life holds no interest to me. We have a situation here that requires your expertise. If you can figure it out before the end of the day, then I don't care when you go." The screen blanked out.

Meechum gritted his teeth. Well, if that wasn't a challenge then nothing was. Quickly going to his lab, he turned on his computer. Staring at the email, he realized that there was a glitch in the program for the new batch of nanites they were working on. He set out to debug it. A few minutes into troubleshooting, there was an explosion in the lab next door.

"Caesar." He muttered angrily. Explosions were a natural occurrence next door. He had learned to ignore it. Suddenly his door slid open. Rylander in his tube rolled in.

"Meechum, we have need of your assistance." He said as smoke poured into his lab from the outside.

"I'm busy! I need to finish this so I can have dinner with Sarah tonight." Peter snapped not looking up from his computer.

"That's admirable of you but I'm afraid if you don't help, there might not be a tonight for any of us." Rylander said frankly.

Meechum's shoulder's slumped. He let out a long sigh. "What?" He asked exasperated.

A few minutes later he was gawking at the rampaging… thing in Caesar's lab. "The containment field can't hold him much longer. We need to find a way to sedate him before he totally wrecks the base." Caesar said calmly.

"What the sam hill is that thing!" Meechum exclaimed.

"Well, we were trying to reprogram the nanites to expel toxins from its body but it seemed to have the reverse affect.

"No kidding! What do you want me to do?" Meechum gawked.

"Well, you're the systems expert. Can you see if there was anything we missed and if we can reverse this?" Caesar said calmly.

Meechum ran to the computer and began typing all the while muttering about the unfairness of the universe.

"Here, there's the problem." Meechum pointed to some data on the screen.

Caesar looked at it. "Hmm, you're right. Thank you, doctor."

"You're welcome. Now if you'll excuse me…" Before Meechum could finish the monster broke from the containment field and broke through the door. They heard it running down the hallway. Both Meechum and Caesar looked at Rylander.

"It got out." Rylander said unhelpfully.

"Why didn't you stop it?" Meechum cried.

"With what? The most I can do is change colors. Look." Rylander's tube changed from green to blue to red. "If I can find the right frequency, I suppose I could have given it a seizure... or started a rave."

Meechum groaned.

0o0

Meechum armed with a tranquilizer dart roamed the hallways looking for the angry creature.

"This is so dumb. I'm wandering the hallways looking for a rampaging beast, when I should be home taking my daughter out to dinner for Valentine's Day." Meechum complained to no one in particular. He heard some metal fall. Freezing he held his dart gun up. Carefully approaching the area where the sound came from, he tried to get a good look through the dim light. From the shadows the creature jumped out. Startled Meechum fired several shots. Each missed. The creature hissed at him. Turning to face him, it charged. "Oh crap." Meechum barely got out of the way. He fired again. He missed again. The creature narrowed its eyes. He slowly approached Meechum like an animal stalking a prey. Meechum gulped as sweat rolled down his face. The creature leapt and Meechum dived underneath avoiding the monster. Turning around he glared at the creature.

"You are making me late for my dinner with MY DAUGHTER!" He began shooting at the creature's backside. The creature straightened up before slumping down. "That'll teach you to mess with me." Meechum said smugly as he twirled the gun in his hand. Then as he pointed the gun down he shot himself in the foot. "EEP!" He slumped to the ground.

0o0

"Meechum? Meechum?" Meechum felt someone slapping his face. It was Caesar. Meechum groaned as he pulled himself up into a sitting position.

"Ugh, I never shot a dart into my foot before." He grumbled.

"Me neither. How does it feel?" Caesar asked curiously.

"Like this." Meechum slapped his face the way Caesar was slapping his. Caesar sat back surprised. "What the blazes is the time?" He glanced at his watch. "Good grief! I'm going to be late! I've got to go! To heck to all of White's work! He can fire me! I have to meet Sarah for dinner!"

"I'm right here, Daddy." Sarah said. Rylander rolled in with her.

"Sarah? What are you doing here?" Meechum gasped as she ran to give him a hug.

"Dr. Salazar came to get me. He said that you were running late but you still wanted to have dinner with me." Sarah said cheerfully. "He said that you got me these chocolates but I should wait for after dinner."

"He did?" Meechum asked looking at Caesar in surprise.

Caesar nodded.

"Well, thank you… Honey, go wash up. I'll meet you in the cafeteria." Meechum told his daughter.

"Okay daddy." Sarah skipped away.

Meechum looked at Caesar. "I… I don't know what to say." He stammered.

Caesar shrugged. "The chocolates were Rylander's idea."

"Thank you for bringing Sarah here. And…and I'm sorry for being so…" Meechum paused.

"Crotchety, cantankerous, curmudgeonly, cranky…" Rylander suggested.

"I was going to say… upset." Meechum growled at Rylander. "It wasn't your fault that… you're you."

"Thank you… I think." Caesar said uncertainly.

"Look, I'm not use to apologizing, so just go with it." Meechum snapped.

"Sure." Caesar agreed.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to have dinner with my daughter." Meechum got up momentarily before collapsing.

"Oh, by the way… the tranquilizer paralyzes your lower extremities for 24 hours." Caesar told him. Then he immediately jumped out of the way when Meechum tried to grab him.

"Caesar, I'm going to kill you." Meechum said pulling himself along the floor toward him.

"I think we should allow him time to recuperate." Rylander said backing away.

"I agree." Caesar said hastily retreating. "Feel better." Both Rylander and Caesar quickly left the room.

"SALAZAR!" Meechum's yell was cut off by the door closing.