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Facts of Life	By : Daniella Category: +S through Z > SwatKats Views: 2057 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Eleven

“Talking”

‘Thoughts’

Weeks had gone by, much to everyone’s dismay, since the Dark SWAT Kats landed in their dimension. Though Steele thought it was nonsense he couldn’t deny that Ms. Briggs had witnessed what had happened after they had kidnapped her. So the enforcers were on high alert. They’d been briefed on the differences between the two sets of SWAT Kats and were as ready as they could be.

But as time passed and there had been no sign of the evil pair, tensions had risen. The SWAT Kats, Valkyrie and the enforcers searched daily without a scrap of evidence that the pair was even still around. The public wasn’t aware of the hidden danger and the enforcers intended to keep it that way so Steele kept them on alert around the clock. No one would relax until the evil pair were caught, killed or returned to their own dimension.

Meanwhile, the hunted pair were having some serious problems of their own. Hidden in one of the many caves that riddled the mountains north of the city, the dark Turbokat rested in the same spot Dark T-Bone had managed to land it during their escape.

For the first couple of days, they rested and recovered from their injuries. For the next few weeks they had attempted to repair their jet with the meager supplies they had on hand but it was to no avail. The jet was still grounded.

Frustration was added to their growing anger. They hadn’t left the cave except to find food and water. Failure to get the jet repaired fed on their growing irritation with each other. The only good luck they’d had was no one had come looking for them in this area. A small river ran nearby and there was game so basic needs were being met.

As yet another day dawned, Dark Razor was once more attempting to fix whatever was preventing the jet from getting off the ground. Trying to cobble together some fraying wire to a power outlet caused a short that made his repair explode in a small bang of sparks and smoke. Dark Razor had jerked his paws out and hissed his displeasure.

“Damn it all! At this rate I’ll never get the jet off the ground!” Dark Razor hissed throwing the tool he had been using in a fit of rage.

“Watch it! You nearly took my head off with that thing!” Dark T-Bone snarled back picking up the tool.

“Oh, yeah fur ball? Maybe having you headless around here would make things a whole lot easier!”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?!”

Dark Razor jumped down from the cockpit where he had been working. Now he was face to face with his equally surly partner.

“Ever since the whole run in with our counterparts and that she-kat, your head been anywhere but here!” Dark Razor snapped.

“So what? It not like we can go anywhere! The jet can’t fly, we’ve no parts to fix it and our faces are plastered everywhere!” Dark T-Bone grumbled, not really in the mood for one of their many arguments.

“I have enough parts to get it running and it would probably be in the air now if you would give me a paw instead of daydreaming!”

“How I spend my time is none of your business!”

“The hell it isn’t! We need to get out of here if you haven’t forgotten. What the heck could be more important that you would just ignore our problems?” Dark Razor asked demanding an answer.

“Like I said before it’s none of your business!” Dark T-Bone snapped and turned away.

“It’s that she-kat, isn’t it? You just can’t stop thinking about her!” Dark Razor hissed in annoyance then snorted in disgust when Dark T-Bone froze confirming his suspicion.

“And what if I am? What business is it of yours? Are you going to do anything about it?” Dark T-Bone’s voice went cold and threatening but he didn’t turn around.

“You stupid fool! Have you forgotten she’s the enemy? She was wearing an armored suit and fighting beside those goody two-shoes, wasn’t that clue enough for you? An what about what she did to me?” Dark Razor nearly spit at him.

“I don’t give a rat’s ass! And what I think about my counterpart and that she-kat has nothing to do with you!” Dark T-Bone said shouting, glancing over his shoulder at his partner.

“You’re only thinking about her cuz your damn twin has someone and you don’t!” Dark Razor said coldly, twisting the knife on an old wound.

Dark T-Bone’s paws clenched into fists and his body began to shake with uncontrollable rage. “Don’t you dare bring Sarah into this!” Dark T-Bone hissed darkly.

“And if I do? What are you going to about it? Cry?” Dark Razor sneered nastily.

Dark Razor watched as Dark T-Bone slowly turned. Every movement showed just how furious the dark tabby was. For just a moment, Dark Razor feared he might have pushed his partner’s buttons a bit too much this time. Losing Sarah and their kitten was a sore point for Dark T-Bone, one that was still raw after all this time. It didn’t help that after Sarah’s death his parents got a divorce causing a major rift in the family that was further widened when he was kicked out of the enforcers by Feral. After that, his family turned their backs on him.

Yeah, maybe he’d gone too far this time. He watched his partner warily. After turning to face him, Dark T-Bone halted and worked to control his anger. He was failing miserably at it. He knew he shouldn’t be so mad at his long time partner. Dark Razor’s life hadn’t been a bed of roses either.

Growing up in a home where your parents didn’t think you would amount to anything had to be hard on anyone. He had done everything he could to try and gain their love and acceptance but they only pushed him away and ignored him. More interested in their personal lives rather than their kitten. He was an inconvenience to them. Even after he had left home and tried to make something of himself, he had been shot down, first by aeronautical companies who had blacklisted his work for reasons he could never find out and then being kicked out of the enforcers with Chance. Finishing off his humiliation and lack of self worth was his parents showing up to loudly denounce him and calling him a failure. Yeah, he had every reason to be bitter and angry.

But still to bring up Sarah like that then to insult him...he couldn’t forgive Dark Razor so easily not without a liberal amount of pain first. So in a burst of speed, Dark T-Bone tackled Dark Razor to the ground and began biting, scratching and clawing at one another like a couple of alley kats.

While the two were busy fighting, a dark form lurked in the shadows watching the two tomkats fight. As he watched an evil smile spread across his face. ‘So, the rumors were true!’ He thought, his mind racing with possibilities. These two might be exactly what he needed to take down the city. Raising his paw he signaled his bat-like creatures to stop the Dark SWAT Kats struggle so he could talk to them.

Dark T-Bone and Dark Razor stopped their fighting when they heard the familiar chattering and odd screeching of creeplings. Before they could react, clawed fingers suddenly pulled them apart. Furious at the things interference and because they hated them on general principles, the Dark SWAT Kats turned on the creatures this in turn made the creeplings angry enough to resort to biting and clawing back. But before it could become a bloody melee, a voice roared out.

“Enough! There’s no need for us to fight.” A way too familiar voice spoke, one they’d heard far too many times over the years.

“Dark Kat!” They shouted at the same time. They quickly looked toward where the voice had come from. T-Bone tossed the creepling he had in a choke hold.

“I see that you know who I am. Good.” Dark Kat said stepping out of the shadows.

“That’s because your counterpart in our world is the same as you, Dark Crud.” Dark T-Bone said with disgust.

“Then you may know the reason as to why I’m here.” Dark Kat said signaling his creeplings to depart for now. The things flew up toward the ceiling out of sight.

Eyeing Dark Kat distrustfully, the evil pair moved closer together to present a united front, their prior argument forgotten in the face of a common enemy. They both noted that this world’s Dark Kat looked exactly like their own, right down to the evil pouring off him.

‘Great, leave our world and still end up with Dark Crud.’ Dark T-Bone thought bitterly.

“How did you find us?” Dark Razor demanded, coldly.

“It wasn’t that hard. From listening to enforcer broadcasts, I was able to learn of your existence and about your fight with my world’s SWAT Kats and that new nuisance, Valkyrie. The damage to your jet was described and since these are my favorite haunts, I made an educated guess they would be yours as well. I was correct!” Dark Kat said in amusement.

“Goodie for you! You’ve found us, now take yourself out! I’ve got enough problems to take care of than deal with you right now.” Dark Razor hissed in annoyance, preparing to chase him out if necessary.

“Ah yes! As to that, perhaps I can help you if you’re willing to listen to the deal I want to offer you.” Dark Kat said smoothly, ignoring Dark Razor’s implied threat.

“Not interested...” Dark Razor started to spit out but was cut off.

“We’re listening!” Dark T-Bone said flatly. They were in a bind and the only way out was with the creep but he sensed that quite possibly this Dark Kat might be worse than his own but what choice did they really have. Razor hissed in annoyance but didn’t offer any further objection.

Dark Kat studied them before speaking. He could see the likeness between them and the SWAT Kats but also the very big difference. These kats weren’t softies. They were willing to do anything without a qualm and perhaps be willing to fight to get back what they had lost on their world.

“Excellent! Then listen closely...” He began to lay out his plan.

On the other side of the city and some ways from where their enemies were hiding out, Ursula was laying down on the sofa in the living room of her home. She had taken her lunch break early as she was feeling more tired lately. As she rested, she thought about Chance. He was more tired than her. He was barely functioning as he did took care of the salvage for the day at the yard then returned to help James and Jake work on building new weapons to fight their deadly doubles. Though the yard and garage were closed, that didn’t stop Burke and Murray from dumping salvage so Chance had to go in, otherwise it would be hopelessly back up. Because Jake was completely focused on making new weapons, it was left to Chance to keep the yard up alone.

By the time he stopped for the day, he could barely stand. He had just enough energy to eat and take a hot shower before collapsing into bed and sleeping soundly then getting up and doing it all over again. Ursula was beginning to worry about Chance’s health.

Ursula herself couldn’t say much for as soon as she brought the subject up, Chance would change it saying he didn’t want her overworking now. He even went as far as getting James to take care of the repair work on the cars before she arrived in the morning leaving her with only the paperwork to do. At first she didn’t mind too much as her back was beginning to bother her a little. But it didn’t stop her from wishing Chance would take a breather more often.

‘But he won’t, not with Dark T-Bone and Dark Razor out there somewhere.’ She thought with a tired sigh, her paw caressed her slightly protruding stomach

That action made her think about how scared she had been when she’d learned she was pregnant. But thanks to Jenny, Mrs. Furlong, Felina and Callie who answered her questions on what to expect as the pregnancy progressed, she felt less afraid and more excited about the event now.

It was incredible to think that a new life was growing inside her. A life that was a piece of her and a piece of Chance. Her life had taken such a stunning turn in just a year from being male all her life, to becoming female, to being in love and now mated, and best of all pregnant. It sounded like something out of a science fiction novel except it was really her life.

‘Wonder if it’s male or female,’ She mused dreamily. ‘If it’s female...Winry would be a great name and if male...perhaps...’ Her thoughts were disturbed by the sound of the kitchen door opening suddenly then slamming shut.

Surprised, Ursula got off the sofa quickly then regretted it as a brief wave of dizziness swept over her. She stayed still until the world settled again.

Chance muttered under his breath feeling slightly annoyed and angry with Jake. His partner had come to the yard unexpectedly and found Chance passed out behind a newly arrived pile of salvage. It had taken him some minutes to revive his partner. Angry and worried he’d ordered his partner home and finished the job himself.

‘Just because I passed out for a moment, Jake is all upset and sending me home!’ He growled in his mind as he tossed his hat into a nearby chair in the living room. Only then did he notice Ursula standing there a bit unsteadily, staring at him in concern.

‘Crud, I hope Jake didn’t call and tell her!’ He thought in a panic. He didn’t need her worried about him when she had enough to be concerned about with being pregnant.

“Sorry, kitten. Did I startle you?” Chance asked moving to her side quickly.

“A bit. I was just laying down. Why are you home so early?” Ursula asked wrapping her arms around Chance tired body.

“Feeling a bit too tired so decided to just come home and rest.” Chance said, telling a little white lie as he felt himself relax in her arms.

“That’s good to hear! I was starting to worry about you. With everything you’ve been doing and not stopping to rest, you’ve had me concerned that you would pass out or something.” Ursula said sighing in relief.

“Ah, kitten you shouldn’t worry so …” Chance started to say but was interrupted by the phone’s ringing.

‘Crud, that must be Jake!’ Chance thought as he tried to keep Ursula by his side, but she slipped from his arms and walked to the kitchen to answer it. Gulping, he turned quickly and made for the hallway wanting to reach the bedroom before Ursula could chew him out. But his timing was poor.

“Chance Furlong, Freeze!” Ursula barked, the old snap of command in her voice. Chance did so unable to even set a toe into their room. Carefully and slowly he turned around to see Ursula staring at him with a look of fury in her eyes.

“Uhmm…Jake told you huh? Kitten, it was…” He tried to protest.

“Don’t you kitten me! You ended up passing out at the yard! Do you know how dangerous that was?! Especially if your doubles had appeared? Not just that but the harm that you could have come to just doing your work there with no one else being there to help you. You were just lucky Jake had decided to check on you!” Ursula said tautly as she marched up to him. She didn’t want to think what could have happened if Jake hadn’t been concerned enough to go to the yard and found Chance out cold.

“Look, Ursula see I’m alright! Nothing happened to me. Jake just overreacted a bit. I just passed out for a sec.” Chance said trying to defend himself.

“It wasn’t a second, Chance! It was several minutes!”

“It’s nothing to worry about!”

“Yes, it is! You need to rest…” Ursula began to argue but was cut off.

“No, I’m fine! You’re the one that needs to rest.” Chance said but gasped as Ursula slap her paws against his chest.

“Stop worrying about me and for once worry about yourself!” Ursula said looking down not wanting Chance to see the tears that were building up.

But Chance sensed her distress, “Kitten, what’s wrong?”

“You’re not resting that’s what’s wrong!”

Chance knew she was hiding something since she wouldn’t look up. So he gently took her chin his fingers and asked , “Kitten look at me.”

But she refused, keeping her head down. Sighing, Chance forced her chin up so that she had to look at him. Pain struck his heart as he saw she was crying. He felt ashamed. He could kick himself for upsetting her so much.

“Ursula, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to make you cry! I just didn’t want you to worry about me at all.” He pleaded with her.

“How can you expect me not to worry if you’re always working and worrying about those Dark SWAT Kats? Chance, when was the last time you had a good night sleep?” She demanded despite the tears still running down her face.

Chance took a deep breath, “Alright, I get it. I’ll take today and tomorrow off in order to get some much needed rest. Okay?”

“Not quite but it’s a start. You need to take breaks so this doesn’t happen again. Now, go ahead and take a shower then straight to bed, okay?” Ursula said firmly, wiping the tears from her eyes with a kleenex he grabbed for her. She was grateful Chance was listening to reason and getting some rest.

“Yes, mother.” Chance said with a small smirk then hurried away when Ursula shot him a look.

While Chance took his shower, Ursula went to the kitchen to fix him a light meal before going to bed. It was two roasted tuna sandwiches with a side of salad. She placed the food on a small tray and carried it to the master bedroom. She had just come in as Chance finished his shower and was walking into the room. He came over and nuzzled her check, Ursula returned the nuzzle, adding a purr to show he was forgiven.

“Thanks, kitten.” Chance said taking one of the sandwiches then taking a bite of it.

“You’re welcome love, Now get some rest.” Ursula said then left to return to work.

It was some hours later, when Ursula was closing up the shop, that Jake arrived. He look very tired and weary but not as bad as Chance. Ursula frowned, the two were really working themselves to the bone.

“How’s Chance?” Jake asked coming to her side.

“Oh, okay. I have him upstairs getting some sleep. You look like you could use a good nights shuteye too. If you want I can bring you some dinner down later.” Ursula offered knowing Jake would go to the hanger and begin working on the projects he had going forgetting about lunch and everything else.

“Thanks, Ursula. I’d really appreciate that. Chance get mad about me tattling on him?” He asked in tired humor.

“No in fact he tried to hide but wasn’t fast enough.” Ursula said with a smirk. Then said firmly, , “Get some rest, Jake. You won’t be much help to Megakat City if you and Chance are falling over unconscious.”

Jake laughed, “I will. I promise. Good night.” He went past her to the hidden elevator and vanished from view.

“Night.” Ursula said locking the outside door to the garage then heading up the stairs to her house. She locked the door and walked through to the living room and found Chance sitting on the sofa watching his Scaredy-cat cartoon.

“Did you sleep well?” Ursula asked warmly from the doorway.

“No, couldn’t sleep.” Chance said clicking off the TV.

Ursula sighed and walked over to Chance, “Come on let’s go to bed.”

Chance nodded, tossing the remote control on the coffee table. Taking his mate’s paw in his own, the two headed for bed. She changed quickly, putting on one of Chance’s work t-shirts then crawling onto the bed to lay next to his restless form. He lay awake unable to get comfortable or find sleep.

A warm paw began to stroke his chest tenderly. He sighed, enjoying his mate’s touch. Ursula allowed her other paw to slip between his legs and into his boxers so that she could fondle him.

Chance gasped and bucked his hips at that wonderful touch that caused a shiver of pleasure to run up his back. Ursula cupped her mate’s sack, massaging and kneading it gently. She heard him groan in pleasure and noted his member was pushing up his boxers like a tent. Smiling, she moved her paw from his chest to his upright member and began to stroke it steadily while it was still covered by his boxers adding to his pleasure by the friction

Chance moaned loudly bucking his hips to gain more friction. He tried to let Ursula know he wanted more but was unable to vocalize his wishes. He was panting heavily from the over load of pleasure.

Ursula glanced up and saw his green eyes cloud over with lust and pleasure. She didn’t stop her paws till a large wet spot formed on his boxers. Without a word she pulled her paws away eliciting a hiss of unhappiness from Chance.

She ignored it as she sat up and reached for the band to his boxers. With a firm grip, she pulled at them. Chance realized what she was doing and raised his hips enough so that she could slip them off easily. The cold air made him hiss. Ursula took a moment to admire her mate in his full glory before she leaned over and began to flick her tongue over the head taking a small taste of the pre-cum leaking out.

Chance whimpered from her teasing. Finally, he reached out to tug his mate’s hair to tell her he wanted more and now. Giving his tip a parting kiss, she raised up and took his member in her paw, rapidly jerking him off building his pleasure. A sudden throbbing in her palm warned her he was getting close. She stopped. His eyes nearly bugged out. ‘How could she stop now!?’ He thought blearily, his member so hard he couldn’t stand it.

His attention was snatched from his discomfort by what she did next. She grasped him again but this time only lightly as she ran her thumb over his tip and spread the pre-cum around a bit. Chance was going out of his mind, it was hard to keep his eyes open but he made the effort and was glad he had. Ursula had a playful smile on her lips and a twinkle in her eyes as she rubbed his member again briefly, getting pre-cum on her palm then bringing it up to her face and taking a deep sniff. Slowly she began to lick it off, her eyes watching him the whole time. She made sure to do it slow and sensually as her mate watched transfixed. When she was done, she started to lean down again but Chance stopped her.

“I want you now.” He said in a deep, husky voice, pulling her up urgently.

Ursula draw back, “Not yet. I’m not finished.”

“I don’t care. Your scents too much for me to wait!” Chance said, panting for her, inhaling her intoxicating odor.

“Is that so?” Ursula smiled wickedly as she reached down and slipped her panties off then pulled off her night shirt and tossed them. “How’s that?” She teased.

“Crud, Kitten!” Chance said getting drunk on her now heavy scent of arousal, his member twitching some.

Knowing she needed to hold off Chance a bit longer, she placed her paws between her legs and began a slow circling movement with her thumb. She moaned deeply as it began to feel good. Her movements picked up speed as she could feel her climax coming closer. Chance’s eyes had closed but snapped opened when he heard her give a small scream and watched her body shake with her climax.

That had made Chance even harder, if that was even possible as he watched his mate pull her paw from between her legs and lick the juices from them a bit then offered them to Chance to sniff and lick too. He groaned with pleasure as he let his tongue flick out and touch her palm then used it to pull each digit into his mouth to suck on. He cleaned each finger while Ursula watched him and felt herself tighten again and throb with renewed heat.

Once done, Chance let go, smiling at her as she smirked a little back at him. Chance thought by doing this she would finally let their bodies join together.

That wasn’t the goal in Ursula’s mind as she took Chance’s member into her paw then leaned and took the whole thing into her mouth. Chance gasped and bucked at the sudden hot wetness that surrounded his cock. Ursula sucked as her tongue move up and down his member letting it trace over his tip. Chance growled and whimpered in hot need. He reached out to intertwine his fingers into his mate’s hair.

Grinning around her mouthful, Ursula added a purr to her work. Chance nearly shrieked at that and began to thrust helplessly into her mouth wanting desperately to reach a climax this time. Ursula helped him along by grazing her teeth carefully along his shaft. That was it. She felt him throb hard. She had to hold his hips to keep from being choked as he thrust faster and roared as he came, pouring his seed into her greedy mouth. She quickly swallowed and sucked until he was drained and limp on the bed.

Smiling, she kissed his limp member then moved up to his mouth and kissed him deeply. He moaned softly. She released him so he could catch his breath. She lay contentedly by his side as he panted heavily.

“Tired?” Ursula asked

“Very, just need to a few minutes then…” Chance began to say but was stopped when Ursula kissed him.

“Go head a sleep, love. You’re more than welcome to continue this when you’ve rested.”

“Oh, I will. You can count on that!”

Sighing, Chance happily wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close so that he could nuzzle and lick her neck a bit before finally drifting to sleep. Sighing, pleased with her success, Ursula allowed herself to join him.

In the hangar below the now sleeping pair, Jake and James had just finished upgrading the SWAT Kats glovatrixs. With the new upgrades to their hand weapons and to the Turbokat, he hoped it gave them a much needed edge against their doubles.

There was another problem he didn’t quite know how to solve though. If they succeeded in capturing the Dark SWAT Kats, he didn’t know how to send them back. It was pure accident it had happened in the first place and they would have to cooperate to duplicate that method. Of course they would do no such thing.

He would have to put his head together with Professor Hackle and perhaps James to come up with a solution. Yawning he looked down at his watch and noted the time. It was late and Ursula hadn’t brought him the promised meal.

‘She must have been really worried about Chance to forget a promise.’ He thought. ‘Well, I can’t say I blame her. He’s been pushing himself to hard lately.’

He got up from his stool and stretched. He told James that he was going out and would be returning much later. James bid him a safe trip as Jake got into the elevator. Outside Jake took the keys of tow truck Chance had left parked in front of the garage.

Climbing in and buckling his seat, he started the engine and pulled away. He was soon cruising down the empty highway toward the city center. Even this late, there would be places still open. As he reached the city limits, he turned down a main thoroughfare making for a new place that had opened.

It was a tavern that offered alcohol and good food. He been there a couple of times and like it. The parking lot wasn’t too full when he pulled in and locked his truck and set armed its security system. He walked up to the door and pushed his way in. Stopping at the bar, he ordered a light beer. Drink in paw he made for his favorite spot which, luckily, was empty.

Sitting down with a sigh, he drank his beer slowly and watched the Kats around him. When he’d finished half his drink when he spotted Felina. He was mildly surprised to see her here at this time of night.

She was dressed casually in a white cambric shirt with somewhat faded blue jeans and cowboy boots. She walked up to the bar and ordered a drink. Jake had seen her plenty of times in her enforcer uniform but never in civies. She looked hot. He found himself staring at her. She had a very athletically and powerfully built, lean body and a head of beautiful ebony hair with that stripe of white to accent a handsome face.

Jake found himself breathing a bit heavily and his heart racing when she turned to face the room and gave him a better look of her.

Felina casually looked around the quiet tavern. It was a favorite place of hers and she needed somewhere to wind down before going to bed. She’d run home after getting off duty and changed her clothes to more comfortable attire.

She ruminated on how much things had changed for her family. She was still amazed that her former uncle now aunt was expecting a kitten. It just blew her away but after she’d gotten over the shock, she’d found herself excited at the prospect of a little cousin. She couldn’t wait to spoil it rotten. She chuckled mentally at that. She’d wished her aunt a warm good luck on the pregnancy. She remembered how scared Ursula had been until Chance’s mother and sisters spoke with her. Now she was more confident and excited about the birth. Felina intended to stop by over the weekend to leave some of her old kitten clothes and toys in case the kitten was a female.

Her mind then drifted to what had started as a fairly good day but had ended sourly. This was one of the changes in her life she wasn’t happy about. When her ‘uncle’ died and Steele was made Commander, things at Enforcer Headquarters had steadily gone down hill. She did her best to help her squad keep up their spirits and not let a lousy boss deter them from being the best they could be in defense of the city. It was hard doing that in the face of Steele’s stupid orders, cowardice, and lack of leadership skills.

A case in point was the conflicting orders the idiot gave on how to find those Dark SWAT Kats that were hiding somewhere. She ignored what he sent out and had her enforcers doing sweeps in every section of the city hoping to catch a glimpse of them. She was worried about the trouble those two could cause especially since they were an exact double of their guys but totally evil, if what Callie had told was true and she had no reason to believe otherwise.

Meanwhile for her, personally, she was forced to put up with that two-bit weasels constant bullying to remind her what her place was. She gave a very unshe-kat like snort as she took another healthy swallow of her beer. As if that mattered to everyone else. Even if Steele was in charge of the Enforcers on paper the enforcers themselves preferred to obey her orders than his, earning her the title ‘The Shadow Chief.’ She smiled grimly at that.

When she’d found out about her new nickname, she had laughed. But secretly, she felt a sense of pride knowing she had the support of nearly all the enforcers to help her deal with Steele.

Feeling more relaxed, she glanced around the tavern more closely. Instantly, she spotted a familiar face, the dim light having hidden him for a moment. Pleased that there was someone she knew here, she saunter over to Jake’s table.

“Hi, Jake.” Felina greeted the cinnamon tom kat warmly.

“Hey, Felina. Tough day at work?” Jake asked causally, smiling back at her.

“You could say that. What about you? Tough day or just enjoying the night?”

Jake took a quick sip of his drink, “A little of both, actually.”

Felina took the seat next him, “You okay? You seem like something’s bothering you.”

‘You have no idea.’ He though heavily. But aloud he said, “It’s my so called relationship with Callie. We’re at a dead end.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. Do you know why?”

“Razor.”

Felina nodded. She understood what Jake meant. There were plenty of she-kats she knew that often fantasized about the SWAT Kats. She wasn’t to surprised to learn Callie was one of them.

“Don’t be so hard on her, Jake. She’s not the only she-kat that has that fantasy about what it would be like to have either Razor or T-Bone in bed.” Felina said taking a sip of her own drink.

“I know, I wish she could pay as much attention as she does to Razor.” He said, a little of his true state of mind coming through in his voice.

Felina ran one of her claws around the rim of her beer bottle. “Hmm, maybe it’s time for you two to be seeing others?” She mused thoughtfully.

“Heh! You’re probably right. Uhm...who do you like...Razor or T-Bone?” He asked hesitantly.

“Neither! They’re not my type.” She said bluntly.

Jake blink once then twice, “Seriously?”

Felina nodded, “The type of kat I like…” she paused and finished her beer then stood up suddenly and leaned down toward him, breathing gently into his ear as she whispered, “...are the ones like you. Good night, Jake.” She stood back up, gave him a wink and before he could react to what she’d said, she leaned back down and kissed his nose then left the tavern.

Jake sat there in stunned disbelief. ‘She was interested in him!’ He thought in dazed amazement. He didn’t know what he felt about that or what he should do about it. Before he could get his mind back to some semblance of order a beeping noise snapped him out it.

Quickly Jake got up and went outside for a moment to take the call in private. The communicator blinked blue which meant it was Hackle calling him. This was the new comm unit he had built for both Callie and the Professor to use to reach the SWAT Kats if they needed them.

“Yes, Professor?” Jake answered dropping his voice to a deeper tone he used as Razor.

“Razor, could you and T-Bone drop by my place tomorrow? I have something that I wish to show you two.” Hackle said calmly.

“We’ll be there, sir.”

“Thank you. See you in the morning.”

Jake bid the professor a good night than clicked off. He wondered what the Professor had to show them. ‘Perhaps it’s something that can help us with the Dark SWAT Kats, I sure hope so.’ He thought, putting the communicator back into his pocket.
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