You ... I..." stammered Pete before he remembered that he was in complete mental control of the big football player as well as fact that the muscle bo...nd cretin wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed. "What's who talking about?" Uhmm ... I don't know, I could have sworn someone just said something, but now I don't know who ... or what was said. That's weird." Sounds like one too many hits with a loose helmet." Yeah," laughed Chad, "that's probably it." Back to the subject of my protection, I'm. As I started forward into the street, I caught a glimpse of another man running into the parking lot with his hand in his jacket. His eyes seemed to fill my rear view mirror, cold and without emotion. Like a snake’s eyes. He peered into my soul, but not in the positive way Keven did. I promptly, and without any rational reasoning, decided he was even more dangerous than the gun-wielding manic beside me. ‘Turn right,’ the man with the gun said, ‘and make it snappy if you want to live.’ I was. Crossing quickly to her chamber, he raised his hand to knock, and stopped. What the hell had gotten into him? It was late, and she was likely asleep, especially if she were truly ill. Feeling like a cad, he turned away and strode to his chamber down the hall. He opened the door and closed it quietly, not wanting to wake up the Lady Rose down the hall. Stripping down, he crawled into bed and prepared himself for a night of restlessness. ~~~~~~~~~ I sat in a the chair I pulled to the window,. With a degree of mental effort he changed back to human form picturing what he had looked like before the change. Covered in sweat he looked at the woman to see if she was awake. She still seemed to be fast asleep on the couch. Retrieving her wallet from the pocket in his overcoat he put it back in her pant's pocket. As he tried to rise again he found he did not have the strength the pain and exhaustion weighing down his shoulders. His eyes closed a he passed out on the floor falling into a.