" He got up and took his phone out of his pocket. Flipping it open he hit a number and waited for it to be answered. "This is Capt. Tony Morales. I ne...ed you to put me through to the two guys I have out doing surveillance at 2016 Cherry Tree Lane."The paramedic tried to push Gabe back down, but he fought the man. "I'm fine, just finish bandaging it and you're done," he growled."Detective, you could have a concussion or worse. You really should have this checked out."Gabe growled again. Then he. Good thinking, Edgar.”“Thank you,” the scientist replied politely.That was their last exchange in the large room. The moment they began working on the components, the only conversation was reduced to small orders and suggestions, mostly from Lena and Edgar, to the others.“I believe you are about to live that grand destiny I thought I was seeing while reading your skull,” Lena put a gentle hand on Cory’s arm.“And I believe you are right,” Cory confirmed.Lena squeezed his arm in sympathy.“There. The First Tongue, according to the boys. Arrogant to think it was the first language ever spoken, but it wasn’t like she could challenge it.As they walked, Matthew and Arturo changed into wolves. Not the big, scary wolves she could have sworn came out of the Neverending Story, but normal wolves. Wolves were still utterly huge beasts, and she didn’t have to crouch to pet their backs as they walked. Petting them, their fur, their warmth, she did it automatically without thinking about it. That. “Damn, Willy,” he smiled. “Your face is longer’n my dick, buddy.” Willy watched as Coach smoothly swung one leg over the bench to straddle it, and got a quick shot of his cock and balls. Coach sat down, reached out and clapped Willy’s shoulder: a simple move, but one that shot bolts through Willy’s body.“Feelin’ a little homesick, are ya?” Coach asked.Willy tried to get his act together. “Well, uh…I uh…” he stammered. Coach was next to naked, and sitting right in front of him, and they were.