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Chapter Six

“Talking”

‘Thoughts’

I want to thank Ulyferal for being my beta-reader and giving me Feral’s female name. Also I will be adding a few characters of my own so if you want to borrow them you will have to ask first! Disclaimer: I don’t own the SWAT Kats they belong to Hanna-Barbera!

Salvage Yard...midday...

Chance Furlong sat on the sofa eating a sandwich when a Kats Eye News report came on. "Not again!" Chance snarled turning off the TV sharply and tossing the remote.

"What is it, Chance?" Jake asked coming into the room.

"It’s her! She’s still on the news. You’d think they’d find something better to talk about." Chance growled, clearly upset.

"Ah, come on, Chance, it’s not that bad. I think it’s great to have some help even if she says she doesn’t want to help us." Jake said trying to soothe his partner’s ruffled temper.

“How can you be so calm? What if what she said was true? What if she really is working for one of our enemies?" Chance asked.

"But why tell us? That doesn’t make sense, if you ask me." Jake said picking up the remote.

"Who cares? I just don’t trust her." Chance huffed.

"Sounds to me like you’re getting jealous." Jake said smirking.

"Me? Jealous? Why would I be jealous?" Chance said defensively looking at Jake.

"Because the SWAT Kats got a little outside help? Or that the spotlight isn’t on us as much as it use to be?" Jake said innocently.

Chance only grunted at that observation. They were interrupted by a voice calling them from the garage. The voice belonged to their favorite Deputy Mayor. Chance was off the sofa like a rocket and running to the garage. Jake just shook his head and followed at a more sedate pace.

"Car trouble again, Callie?" Chance asked smoothly strutting toward her.

"A bit. Could you have a look at it?" Callie asked smiling at him.

"Sure thing. Ah, Jake give me a hand will ya?" Chance called to his partner.

Jake only sighed, "Be right there!"

Chance turn back to Callie and asked hesitantly, "Ah, Callie there’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you...?"

"Oh? What is it?" Callie asked smiling at his uncharacteristic shyness.

"Well, there’s this new club in town. I was wondering if you’d like to go check it out with me Saturday night?" He asked her hopefully.

"I heard about it, sounds like fun. This Saturday night...?" She asked thoughtfully.

"Yeah," Chance said eagerly, pleased that she was willing.

"What about Saturday night?" Jake asked catching the tail end of the conversation as he joined them.

"Chance asked me to join him this Saturday night at that new club." Callie explained.

"Oh yeah! I heard it’s a real popular place to go!" Jake said grinning.

"Why don’t you join us, Jake?" Callie asked the smaller tom.

"He can’t! Jake doesn’t really like to be a third wheel...you know the adage ‘two’s company, three’s a crowd’ thing?” Chance said quickly before Jake could answer.

"Well I certainly can understand that but I was planning on asking Ursula to join me this Saturday night for a kinda girl’s night out. However, this would be a lot better. Jake can be Ursula’s date.” Callie said pleased with her solution.

"Hey that’s a great idea, Callie! Isn’t it Jake?" Chance said with a look to urge Jake to go for it.

"Well... yeah... if she’ll agree to it. But wouldn’t she feel a little uncomfortable?" Jake asked in concern.

"I think Ursula will agree to it. Hackle says she hasn’t been out much at all since she’s been with him and she’s already met you two so it should be fine." Callie said with certainty.

"Alright then it’s settle. How about we pick you and Ursula up around seven?" Chance asked.

"That’ll be perfect Chance, I’ll see you then. Well, I better go. The Mayor wants me to work on a speech about that the new hero. It’s a shame I haven’t had a chance to meet her yet." Callie said.

"Yeah, a shame. How about I give you a ride?" Chance asked quickly changing the subject.

"No need. The Mayor’s waiting right outside. Bye, Chance... Jake." Callie said smiling handing Jake the keys to her car then walking toward the limousine waiting outside the yard gate.

Once Callie had gone, Jake turned and glared at his friend clutching the keys tightly in his paw. He absolutely hated being set up on what was essentially, a blind date. Chance just grinned at him innocently, he knew Jake was upset so he set about soothing his friend.

"Come on, buddy. Ya know I’ve been wanting to ask Callie out for a while." Chance said pleading with Jake to accept it.

"I know but you know how shy I am around an unfamiliar she-kat." Jake growled.

"Aw come on, Jake. You have met her.” Chance said reasonably.

"Yeah, once." Jake said still not happy.

"It won’t be that bad and the club is supposed to be fun. I’ll be there too you know, come on, whatta ya say?” Chance cajoled his reluctant partner.

"Crud, alright.” Jake sighed in defeat and still uneasy about the whole thing.

Hackle’s Lab outside the city...earlier that morning...

Feral had just finished her morning work out on the lawn at the rear of the Professor’s home. Just because she wasn’t an active enforcer right now didn’t mean she should allow herself to get out of shape. The basic aerobics were easy for her, sit-ups, push ups, etc., but she really needed an obstacle course or gym for a more intense work out. She would have already joined a gym if she could only control her blushing at all the looks she received from males. It was something she just couldn’t get used to yet. ‘Hmm...perhaps Professor Hackle could let me set up some kind of training center here.’ She mused. Her thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of the professor.

"Commander, good morning! Ah, I see you have been working out." Hackle said warmly.

"A bit. Is there something you need?" Feral asked rubbing the sweat from her fur with a towel.

"Yes I do. It’s about the armor and jet..." Hackle began.

"Right, something wrong with them?" Feral interrupted.

"No, but I would like to make a few upgrades and install some missiles I’ve just finished." Hackle explained.

"I didn’t think anything was wrong with them or that they needed any upgrades, but okay. I’ll help install them." Feral said following him.

The next few hours were spent working on the armor and jet. Feral installed the missiles in the jet and did minor maintenance while the Professor did the upgrades. They looked the armor over and found it had not sustained any damages from the fight with the tank. When they were finished, Feral was covered in grease and oil. ‘I need a shower.’ She thought in disgust then asked the Professor, "Is that it, Professor?"

"Yes, that should be it. Thank you for all your help!" He said pleased at the completed work.

"Good.!" She grunted then headed for the guest room bathroom to get cleaned up. Once she was showered, Feral put on a large green tank top and female boxers and thought now would be a good time to take a quick nap. It was around four-thirty when she woke up refreshed and ready to get something to eat. Putting on some pants she was headed for the kitchen when the door bell rang. Yawning, she went to answer it.

"Coming!" Feral called as she opened the door. “Ms. Briggs what are you doing here? Do you need the Professor?"

"Oh, no. Actually, I came to see you. How have you been?" Callie asked smiling.

"Good, memory’s still a bit foggy but it’s getting better, bit by bit. Eh, would you like to come in?" Feral asked stepping aside.

"Thank you!” She said as she stepped into the living area. “I wanted to ask you something." Callie began, hesitating a bit.

"Go ahead." Feral encouraged her.

"Well, you remember Chance and Jake, the mechanics that helped us when my car broke down?"

"Yes I do." Feral said rather cooly. ‘How could I forget with Furlong staring at me half the time!’ She thought.

"Well, Chance asked me out and I said yes." Callie rushed on. ‘Oh, no. This isn’t going to be one of those she-kat talks or some love trouble between her and Furlong, I hope.’ She thought, beginning to panic.

"But Jake doesn’t have a date and won’t go unless he does.” Callie continued. ‘Oh no, it’s worse! A blind date! Ahhh! How do I get out of this!’ Feral thought frantically.

“Uhm, so how does this affect me?” She asked hoping she was mistaken.

"I was hoping you would be willing to go as Jake’s date." Callie said.

“Please, I would really like you to go with us! It’s a new club that everyone’s been talking about lately.” She begged Feral shamelessly.

"Well...I..." Feral stuttered flustered and at a loss as to what to say. If she said no, Callie would just keep pushing but if she said yes, well there was no telling what would happen between her and her two ex-enforcers. She felt trapped.

"It’ll be fun! I’m sure we’ll have a great time at the club." Callie continued to urge her.

"But I have nothing to wear." Feral said hoping that excuse would work.

"Silly, of course you do. I’ll help you pick out something to wear." Callie said with a snort.

"But I don’t know either of them very well." Feral tried again.

"Don’t worry, Chance and Jake are perfect the gentlekats." Callie said coaxingly.

"If you say so." Feral sighed giving in.

"Great! The guys will pick us up at seven this Saturday night so I’ll be here at five to help you dress." Callie said smiling happily as she headed for the door.

"Uh...Help me dress?” Feral said in shock.

"Yes, bye Ursula! See you then!" Callie said brightly going out the door leaving a bewildered she-kat behind.

"What just happen here?" Feral asked the room at large but got no answer.

Saturday arrived and at exactly five Callie appeared at the Professor’s door. Hackle answered it and was surprised to see the Deputy Mayor standing there. Feral had not told him about going out with Ms. Briggs.

"Hi, Professor. Is Ursula in her room?" Callie asked.

"Yes, she is. Please, come on in, Ms. Briggs." Hackle said politely, stepping aside.

"Thanks." Callie said with a smile. “You don’t need to take me, I’ll just go see her.” She told him heading for the guest room and leaving a curious Professor behind. When she opened the door to the guest room, there was a large lump under the covers of the bed. ‘You’re not getting out of this, Ursula.’ Callie thought, not very surprised by this behavior.

"Ursula? Are you feeling okay?" She asked in fake concern.

"I’m sorry, Ms. Briggs but I seemed to have come down with a bit of a cold. I think you’ll just have to go by yourself." Feral said faking a cough from under the blankets.

“Ah, I’m sorry to hear that! Well maybe next time. You get some rest.” Callie said pretending to believe her. Feral waited till she couldn’t hear Callie anymore then pushed off the covers. ‘That was close!’ She thought with relief. She was putting her shoes on when James walked in.

"James? What is it?" Feral asked.

"Ms. Briggs has informed me that you are not feeling well but my scanners show that you are in perfect health." James stated, it’s voice indicating confusion.

"It’s called faking sickness..." Feral started to say in annoyance.

"I knew it!" Callie crowed triumphantly. She had been hiding behind James the entire time.

"Ms. Briggs...Crud!...I’m sorry..." Feral stuttered embarrassed at getting caught.

"Thanks for the help. I’ll take if from here." Callie told James.

"Very well." James said still confused, nodded, and left the two she-kats alone.

Callie turned back to Feral who look ready to bolt. "Relax, Ursula. I’ll take care of everything." Callie said soothingly, moving to the closet.

Feral watched as Callie looked through the clothes, picking out a few things. Once she was done she held them up showing Feral what she would be wearing. A strapless black tank top with low hip-jeans and matching shoes.

"This well do. Get dressed now, hurry up." Callie ordered. For once in her life, Feral was truly afraid of Briggs at that moment.

Around seven, Chance and Jake were at the Professor’s home. Callie had told them to pick them up there. As the door opened, Callie stepped out looking stunning in a leaf green embroidered sheath dress with a low cut neckline and spaghetti straps and matching high heeled shoes.

"Wow!" Chance said then whistled admiringly.

"I’ll say." Jake breathed but he noticed Callie was holding onto something. It was only when she gave a powerful pull did the other she-kat appear.

"That’s my date?!" Jake blurted disbelievingly at Feral’s equally stunning attire. Chance didn’t answer, his mouth was gaping open. Callie gave them a coy look and headed for the waiting car. Feral blushed furiously as she stuck close to the Deputy Mayor.

Callie gracefully slid into the front seat and smiled as Chance closed her door. Feral not so gracefully flopped down onto the back seat and wouldn’t look at Jake who closed her door then came around to sit next to her. Chance climbed in the driver’s seat.

"Are we ready?” Chance asked as he put the car in gear.

“Yes! Let’s go!” Callie said eagerly.

At first Callie was the one getting the conversational ball rolling and Feral was afraid to say anything. She was tense and nervous. She’d never been on a date or even gone out when she’d been male. Her career was the center of her life and except for the requirements of her position as Chief Enforcer, she avoided much social interaction. But after a while and some gentle prodding from Jake who she realized was shy as well, the conversation amongst the four of them became relaxed and comfortable.

When they arrived at the club Chance and Jake paid the cover charge for the she-kats. Inside the club the music was blasting loudly and the lights were flashing in different colors. Feral once again felt a bit uncomfortable and move a little closer to Jake.

Jake took Feral’s paw and gave it a comforting squeeze. Feral looked at the smaller tom in surprise. He just smiled at her gently. ‘Relax! Nothings going to happen just...enjoy yourself for once!’ Feral admonished herself.

"Want to dance?" Jake shouted, leaning close to make himself heard over the noise.

"Uh...sure!" She shouted back uncertainly.

Jake pulled her paw and lead her to the dance floor. He slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her close. ‘Okay now this feels real strange’ She thought uneasily as Jake began to guide her and she tried to follow. ‘I still feel like a male and this is weird to be this close to another male.’

"Uh, Jake...maybe we should head back." Feral said carefully, she felt she should just sit this out

. "Why? Something wrong?" Jake asked in concern, thinking he had done something she didn’t like.

"No, its just..." Feral said dithering, trying to come up with a reason to get away from him without being rude.

"Just?" Jake urged becoming worried now.

"I don’t really know how to dance!” Feral blurted, her face blushing, ‘There maybe that will get me out of this.’ She thought desperately. She may not have dated or socialized much but dancing was required for those times she had to go to those irritating fund raisers and society balls.

"Oh...Don’t worry! I’ll teach you." Jake said smiling warmly, relieved it was something so easy as he pulled her closer and began to show her some basic steps.

“Okay.” She said, now completely mortified and resigned that she wasn’t going to get away that easy so she let Jake ‘teach’ her.

Chance watched the two over Callie’s shoulder as they moved across the dance floor. Both of them were dancing fairly close. At first Ursula looked a little uneasy but whatever Jake had said had calmed her down. He shook himself mentally, he couldn’t understand this fascination he had with Ursula but he needed to get his head back to his own date. He’d been wanting to take Callie out for a long time and now that he’d succeeded he needed to keep his mind on her. Callie moved gracefully with him and he looked down at her and smiled. She smiled back and they enjoyed the feeling of being close and moving with the music.

It was some time later that he and Callie stopped to hit the bar for something to drink. They both saw Jake and Feral there as well, both with bottles of water.

"Ah, Jake. We’re here to have fun! Have a drink on me." Chance told his friend trying to hand him a beer.

"No thanks. Someone has to drive us back home." Jake said shaking his head, reminding his friend.

Chance shrugged putting the beer on the bar. He turned to Feral who was taking a sip of water. "Having fun?" He asked casually.

"Yes, thank you." Feral said politely. Jake had been a good dancer and if she didn’t think to much about him being male, she had been able to enjoy his company and the dancing.

"See, and you said you wouldn’t." Callie smirked at her.

"I guess I was wrong." Feral said blushing again.

"Chance, I think I’ll rest a bit before I head back to the dance floor." Callie said sitting down on a bar stool.

"Okay! Jake...Ursula you heading back out?" Chance asked the other couple.

"Nah, I want to rest a bit too." Jake said with a sigh, taking another sip of his water and sitting down next to Callie.

"I still want to dance a bit Jake, but since you’re tired..." Feral began, surprised that she really did want to go back out again. It had been fun.

"Then you and I can dance while they rest." Chance said grinning, taking Feral’s paw and leading her away.

"But..." She objected, not sure she really wanted to dance with Furlong.

"It’s cool. Jake won’ t mind." Chance said, thinking Ursula was concerned about being rude to her date.

Feral didn’t argue as Chance put an arm around her waist and pulled her close as they began to dance to the music. A new song had began that was fast and heavy. Chance moved his paws to her hips and began to move swiftly to the beat. Feral kept up easily since she was familiar with this type of dance. Chance’s breath hitched as her body rubbed against his. Her natural scent filled his nose and it sent a shiver of pleasure rushing through his body. Groaning softly, he tightened his hold. Feral gasped as her nose picked up the scent of an aroused male. She felt confused. Her body was reacting to the feel of his powerful frame against hers even though her mind still rebelled.

His scent of arousal was undermining her ability to resist his mild advance toward her. She looked into his eyes and saw a look of desire that made her feel hot and strange. Without realizing why she did it, she leaned closer to him and licked his face, mewing softly. Chance growled with heat as he moved one paw down her back to the more sensitive area above her tail making her shiver. He leaned up and rubbed his face against her cheek then turned and licked her face purring roughly.

That rumbling purr vibrated through her chest sending more heat through her body. Chance pressed tighter against her and she could feel his need hard against her center. Her head was beginning to spin and was losing the ability to think. Chance had dipped his head so he could nuzzle and kiss her neck. She moaned at his sensual touch as her arms slid over his shoulders and down his back caressing his rear.

Chance happily accepted this invitation by leaning up again, this time to press a light kiss on her lips. She gasped at the sensation and suddenly some part of her mind still clear thinking, realized hurriedly that what they were doing was wrong. Several things screamed through her mind...they were in a public place, this was an ex-enforcer, this was a male she was making out with, and last, she was supposed to be on a date with Jake. All this raced through her mind and hit her like a cold shower. Frantically, she pushed Chance away. Chance looked at her in surprise wondering why her mood had changed so suddenly.

"What’s wrong?" Chance asked his voice still husky with desire.

"I...we shouldn’t be doing this...I’m supposed to be with Jake...and what about Callie?...” She said breathlessly feeling her face burn with embarrassment and other things she didn’t want to think about too closely.

"Oh yeah...Jake...uh...you’re right...um...let’s head back before anything else happens." Chance said feeling uncomfortable with what had nearly happened.

"Yes, lets." Feral said quickly leaving Chance behind to return to Jake’s side.

They stayed only a little longer before finally leaving for the Professor’s house. As they left, Jake and Callie noticed some discomfort between Chance and Feral but made no comment on it. When they got to the Professor’s, Chance got out and opened Callie’s door then escorted her to her car.

“I had a wonderful time, Chance. Thanks for asking me out.” Callie said warmly kissing him on the cheek before getting into her car.

“You’re welcome. Glad you had fun. Maybe we can do this again sometime.” Chance said politely his mind still on Ursula.

“Sure!” She said then waved as she drove off. While Chance was seeing Callie off, Jake had gotten out but wasn’t fast enough before Feral had swiftly opened her door and practically ran to the front door of the house.

“Wait, Ursula!” Jake called in surprise. Feral stopped and waited her body tense.

“Yes?”

“Are you okay? I hope you had a good time?” Jake asked hesitantly.

“Oh yes, I had a great time, thank you Jake! But I’m really tired now. Good night!” She opened the door and looked at him.

“Oh okay. Glad you enjoyed yourself. Good night!” Jake said and smiled shyly at her. She nodded, smiled briefly at him then disappeared inside closing the door quietly behind her. He walked back to the car where Chance was already sitting behind the wheel. As soon as he got in Chance began to drive them home. His friend was strangely tense and silent.

"Chance, what’s wrong?" Jake asked in concern.

"Huh? Oh, nothing. Why do you asked?" Chance asked keeping his eyes on the road.

"You haven’t said anything since we left the club. Did something happen between you and Ursula?" Jake asked curiously.

"No...yes...crud... I don’t know! One minute we were dancing the next we were making out. Sorry, buddy I knew she was your date but I couldn’t seem to stop myself." Chance said shamefaced.

“We felt a little uncomfortable after that.” He admitted.

"It’s okay, really Chance! Ursula and I are more like friends. There was no spark between us. I had a great time with Callie instead." Jake reassured his friend.

"Glad to see you had fun. Oddly, I don’t mind you and Callie having a great time." Chance said, actually surprised by that admission.

"Thanks, Chance." Jake said warmly.

"Hey, no problem." Chance sighed.

Professor Hackle’s home...after Feral was dropped off...

She leaned her back against the door shaking with reaction from what went on between her and Chance. The feelings he had stirred up in her had been so strong and disturbing. She pushed off the door and ran quickly to her room. She showered to remove any trace of the tabby from her fur. Very tired she climbed into bed and was soon asleep. Her dreams were torrid affairs with lots of groping, kissing, the tension became so high she woke up abruptly, embarrassed by how hot she was.

She gave up sleep for an early morning workout. James had observed her arrival that night and her distressed behavior. He reported his observations the next morning to Professor Hackle. Concerned Hackle sought her out. He found her where he expected to, the back yard just finishing her routine.

"Ahh, Commander. May I speak with you?" Hackle asked hesitantly.

"Sure Professor, what do you need?" Feral asked.

"James saw you come in last night and he said you were quite distressed. Do you want to tell me what happened?" He asked gently.

"I...no I don't really want to." She said her face flushed with heat.

"You are still learning to adjust to being female, Commander. Some things that happen to your body may still confuse you as you still think of yourself as male. I may be able to give you some insight if you will just let me know what you're feeling instead of bottling it up." Hackle coaxed, concerned Feral was going to run into more serious problems if she didn't address them now.

"It's just too embarrassing." Feral said tightly

"I'm certain it probably is but still..." Hackle continued to coax.

Sighing in frustration, Feral said haltingly, "Ms. Briggs sort of pushed me to go on a date with one of my ex-enforcers while she went with the other. What made it difficult in the first place was these were the two I personally booted out of the active enforcers for damaging the Enforcer Headquarter’ new flight line. They work at the salvage yard paying for the damage."

Hackle's eyes widened, "You mean Chance and Jake?? They were enforcers? I never knew that."

Feral grimaced, "Yeah the very same. Anyway, they took us to a new club in town. I was actually surprised that I had fun dancing with Jake, despite it being another male that was holding me. When he and Ms. Briggs stopped to rest, Chance took me out to the floor and that's when the trouble began. He was reacting to me and I could smell his arousal but what shocked me was I was responding to it. Before I knew what was happening we were making out heavily. I finally came to my senses and pushed him away. He was shocked too because he had taken his friend’s date. We both were uncomfortable after that. But I still can't get over how much I reacted to him. It has me...confused." She finished lamely.

"Ahhh, It's obvious that you two are attracted to each other and what you felt is a very normal reaction." Hackle reassured her.

"Except for the fact that I'm his former commanding officer and he hates me and if I'm finally returned to normal it will be a nasty mess. I've got to stay away from him." She said flatly.

"Oh! Yes, I can see your point, Commander. That is probably wise. This is why you need to talk with me when these things happen and I'll do my best to help you sort through the female responses, alright?" He urged her quietly.

"Yeah okay, thanks Professor. I appreciate the information and advice." Feral said softly.
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