Sooo...everyone ready to rescue Mike?
Micky: Yeah!
Lauren: You bet!
Peter: Yes! Valerie and me will watch Emma. :)
Davy: C'mon, wot did Mick turn us into? ;)
Daphne: I'm almost afraid to ask. ;)
Micky: You'll find out in three seconds, Dave... ;)
*When the dark blue light clears, it leaves four animals outside the building on La Jolla. There's a minx, a panther, a lionness, & a cheetah.* ;)
Micky: Not bad, huh? ;)
Davy: (Nods, grinning) You even left us our voices! Nice work, Mick! ;)
Daphne: (Grins) Groovy! I'm the queen of the jungle! Beat THAT, Shelia! ;) :D
Micky: Of course I did! How the heck else would we talk to each other? ;)
Lauren: I'm just glad Mick didn't make himself a hyenna. ;)
*Micky swats a paw at Lauren.* ;)
Davy: Aw, I think 'e'd make a nice hyena! ;)
(Daphne bonks Davy over the head with a paw. ;) )
Daphne: That's enough, subject! ;)
Micky: Funny, Dave. I considered making YOU a hyenna. :P ;)
Davy: (Raises his fuzzy eyebrows at Daphne; briefly sticks his tongue out at Micky) Oh, so you think you're so 'igh and might now, 'eh, Daph? (Jumps on her - the two go tumbling across the walkway. Daphne finally gets Davy on his side)
Daphne: (Grins) Pinned 'ya. ;)
Lauren: Alright, Daph! ;)
Davy: That's not faiah! You're a biggah animal than me!
Daphne: You'd better believe it! ;) :D
(Davy reaches up and licks Daphne's chin. She giggles.)
Daphne: Davy, you animal, you! ;) :D
Micky: She's taller than you, ain't she, Dave? ;)
Davy: Not by that much! :p
Daphne: (Gets off Davy and looks up at the building) I wonder where they're keeping poor Mike?
Davy: Or MikeS.
Lauren: Could be anywhere in there...
Micky: We'll just have to search.
Davy: 'Ow do we get in?
Lauren: Window?
Daphne: (Indicates the window Peter jumped out of earlier) That one's open!
Micky: Perfect!
Davy: 'Ow we gonna get IN it?
Micky: Jump?
Daphne: I'll help you, Davy! ;)
Lauren: Isn't she nice? ;)
(Davy whacks Daphne with HIS paw. ;) :P)
Micky: Hey, now play nice! :P ;)
Davy: Yes, Papa Panther! ;)
Micky: I like that! :D
Lauren: Awe, geez... ;)
(The four cats scramble into the window, Daphne and Micky helping the smaller Davy. They end up in the room with the table and the light Mike found himself in earlier.)
Davy: Ok, where do we go from 'ere?
Micky: Out the door & see where that takes us?
Lauren: Should we stay together or split up to search?
Davy: We should probably stick togethah this time. We'd be easiah for Shelia or Mike's double to catch in this form. :p
Lauren: Good point.
Davy: I've 'ad me 'ead rubbed by that witch once, and I don't aim on 'avin' it done again! :p
Micky: I don't feel like being taken in by her again, either. :P
Daphne: (Grins) We girls know better than to let some witch sweet-talk us! ;)
Lauren: Darn right! :P ;)
Davy: I weren't sweet-talked! She grabbed me!
*Micky just sticks his tongue out.*
Daphne: (Pries one door open with her paw) Come on! Who KNOWS what they're doing to poor Mike!
Lauren: Something terrible, I'm sure. :P
Davy: (As the four duck into the door) 'Ow did she manage to split 'is personality, anyway? Wot in the 'ELL did she and Marcovich give 'im to be able to do THAT?
Micky: Probably drugs that Marcovich is working on. :P
Daphne: Drugs did THAT? Man, remind me NEVER to take anything when I don't know where it's been! :p
(They finally stop at a door towards the back end of the building. Daphne tries to open the door, but it won't budge.)
Daphne: Must be locked. :p
Micky: I could fix that... *grins* ;)
Davy: (Presses one fuzzy ear to the door) Shhh! I 'ear somethin'!
Lauren: What is it?
Marcovich: (Inside the room) Are you sure you want to use this one, Miss Saunders? And where are the young men we were experimenting on earlier?
(Sound of leather being strapped together and something scratching against stainless steel.)
Marcovich: He put up a fight, even with the paralyzed paws.
Shelia: I'm positive. He is a tough little guy. And the young men... they'll be back. ;)
Marcovich: There is something wrong with his throat, too. I've done several small tests on him, and he cannot growl or emit any kind of sound.
Shelia: Perhaps he just has a case of laryngitis. It will probably pass eventually.
Marcovich: Hopefully. I do not wish to work on a sick or badly damaged subject. (Clears his throat) Now, we will work on something that I started developing several years ago, but my work on it was, shall we say, interrupted.
Shelia: I'm sure. And what would that work entail?
Marcovich: (In delight) Brainwashing, Miss Saunders! Manipulating the mind so it recalls only what you wish it to recall...or nothing at all. I used that naieve blond musician for the first test. I have improved it since then. The memory lost can no longer be regained.
Shelia: *audible smirk* Excellent!
Marcovich: I have several foreign spy agencies who are interested in this machine and in my other work to interrogate subjects and...manipulate...captives and world leaders.
Shelia: I can certainly understand why.
Marcovich: This....scrawny little creature will be our first test of the new machine.
Shelia: Yes...
Marcovich: Ahh, but first, I must get my notes. I will be back. (Hurries out the door, leaving it ajar slightly.)
Micky: Well, looky there... *grins*
(The anmals flatten themselves along the wall as he passes, hiding in the shadow.)
Daphne: (Also grins) An opening!
Laurn: How nice of him!
Davy: (Peeks cautiously in) We've got to be careful, though. Shelia's still in theah.
(Shelia goes to the wolf on the table. His paws have been strapped together, and he is once again muzzled. She starts to stroke his head, grinning at his frightened chocolate-brown eyes.)
Daphne: (Whispers as the four slink in, behind a table with a chemistry set on it) Oh, god! What has she DONE to the poor guy?
Micky: I don't know, but it's awful! :P
(Original Mike weakly tries to move his legs and jaws to bite and scratch Shelia, but he's too tightly bound and muzzled.)
Shelia: *shakes her head* Weak & bound & you STILL try to attack me. *smirks*
Davy: (Whispers) Damn RIGHT 'e does! :p X(
Lauren: That's Mike for ya.
(There's a dark blue light. Second Mike appears, raging angry.)
Second Mike: I think they went to the Cartwright Mansion, but I'd never be able to get in. The place has more security than Fort Knox and the White House put together, and if Pete's with them, they'd recognize me. Valerie would have some of her Dad's security boys throw me out faster than you can say "put your hands up." :p
Shelia: Damn. We'll have to figure out another way to get him back.
Second Mike: (Goes to Original Mike on the table, grinning) How's our little pooch? Bein' a good subject for ol' Marcovich?
(Original Mike tries to move again.)
Shelia: Aside from the slight squirming, he's been quite cooperative. ;)
(Second Mike tightens the straps on his legs, then picks up another strap and binds his legs all together, pulling the baby wolf into a slight ball....and making it impossible for him to move.)
Shelia: *grins* Much better.
Second Mike: Wonder if you ought to drug him again....
Davy: (Whispered growl) AGAIN? X(
Shelia: I've been considering it.
*Micky gives a low growl.*
Second Mike: What does Marcovich have planned for him, anyway? You got him to use the wolf for whatever experiment he's got up his sleeve next, right? (Smirks in the wolf's face) I don't want him gettin' in the way when I go to retrieve MY wife.
Shelia: Right. He's going to test his machine on him. Says he's been working on it for a while now. ;)
Second Mike: What's he gonna do to him? Some kind of mind thingie, I'm sure.
Shelia: *nods* It erases one's memory. Once it's gone, it cannot be returned.
Second Mike: (Grins) Good. Perfect. He won't even remember bein' human.
Shelia: It is perfect... *grins*
Second Mike: (Leans over Original Mike's head) I'm gonna take your place, scaredy cat...or dog. (Smirks) I'm gonna raise that kid. I'm gonna sell those songs...and not be afraid to write what's in my heart. They won't even know you're gone.
Micky: *mutters* Like hell we won't know... X-(
Davy: Em would know. :p
Daphne: (Gasps in horror) Oh, god! We've got to get to both of them! :(
Micky: I'm gonna scratch that devil woman's eyes out! Anyone have a problem with that? ;) X-(
Daphne: Get in line. X( :p
Lauren: You've got number three, Mick...
Davy: Maybe Lauren ought to be first. She didn't get a crack at 'er last time.
Lauren: I'll scratch her eyes out for you! X-(
Davy: Someone's got to get to the Mike on the table, someone's got to get the human Mike, and someone's got to distract Shelia.
Lauren: I'll distract Shelia!
Micky: I can get Mike off the table.
Davy: I'll get the upright Mike.
Daphne: I'll help Davy. Mike's pretty strong, especially if he's been given the kind of power Micky was.
Micky: Good idea.
Lauren: I'm going in! X-(
Davy: Us, too. Come on, Daph.
Daphne: Right, fearless leader! ;)
(Davy smacks her with his paw again - she giggles.)
*Lauren runs out of the darkness & straight at Shelia, launching herself at the devil woman.*
*Micky shakes his head & goes after Mike the wolf.*
(Davy and Daphne come at Mike at once, both tugging at his pants legs.)
Second Mike: Wha....what in the HECK is this?
Shelia: *sees the minx flying at her* What the...?! *Lauren lands & latches onto her upper body, scratching & clawing... & grinning*
(Tries to shake off the two cats, but they hold firm, attempting to pull him to the door.)
*Micky jumps up on the table & uses his teeth to get through the straps binding Mike. He then uses his teeth to work the muzzle off of his jaws.*
Shelia: Get OFF me! *tries to push Lauren off, but the minx holds strong, still scratching, leaving some lovely red lines on Shelia's face*
(Second Mike shakes Davy off so hard, he lands head over heels against a table, momentarily dazed.)
(He shakes Daphne off less violently - she lands on the other end of the room, but instantly springs back up.)
Second Mike: (Holds the cheetah by the scruff of his neck) Hey, I think them big ol' brown eyes are familiar.
Davy: Let me go! Put me down!
Second Mike: (Smirks) Sounds familiar, too.
Daphne: Get 'er, Lauren! I'll get that other Mike!
*Micky frees Mike & lifts him up gently by the scruff of his neck. He looks side to side, then uses his powers to move Mike into a cloth holder wrapped around him, on his back. He grins.*
Lauren: I'm gettin' her! I'm gettin' her! :D
(Daphne lets out a lionness roar and launches herself at Mike's back. He drops Davy, screaming at the top of his lungs.)
Marcovich: (Enters with some notebooks under his arm - wide-eyed) What is this? Are we starting a zoo?
Second Mike: Get these damn critters OFF!
Daphne: Ha! See if YOU like it! :p
*Lauren continues swiping at Shelia, as the devil woman screams, still trying to push the minx off.*
Marcovich: This is crazy! These are not my animals!
Davy: Like HELL we're not!
Micky: No shit, Sherlock! :D ;)
Second Mike: (Glares) Davy! What are you DOIN'? I'm Mike, your buddy!
Daphne: No, you're not! You're just someone who LOOKS like him!
Second Mike: Get OFF, you little zoo reject! (Marcovich pries Daphne off of Mike's back, holding her tightly)
Marcovich: (Indicates Micky) Get the black cat! He has the subject! He will get away with him!
Second Mike: He ain't goin' nowhere with that subject! X(
*Shelia finally manages to push Lauren off her & glares at Micky, who's still standing on the table. Micky sticks his tongue out at her & second Mike.*
Second Mike: (Goes to him, scooping Davy up again) You little...
Davy: (Sighs) I'm sorry to do this to you, Mike, but....
*Micky holds his ground...er, table. His grin widens.*
(Davy bites Second Mike's thumb as hard as he can. Second Mike screams and drops him, sucking his thumb. Davy hits the floor...which launches us into a romp, "No Time.")
(Davy gives Marcovich's leg a swipe. He screams and hops around, dropping Daphne. Daphne gives Davy a big, slurpy lick. ;) :X)
*Micky sticks his tongue out again & dashes away just as Shelia reaches for him. She slams into the table top.*
(Daphne and Davy start letting the other animals out of their cages, unlocking the cages with their claws. ;) :D ))
(Second Mike tries to reach for Davy and Daphne, but they keep running under his long legs.)
*As Shelia rights herself, Lauren returns, running into the back of her legs. Shelia lands on the ground & Lauren jumps on her like Queen of the Mountain.* ;)
(Marcovich reaches for Micky and Original Mike...but gets a rabbit who suddenly hops on the table instead. ;) )
*Micky waves a paw at Marcovich & runs to a new perch across the room.*
(Now it really IS a zoo, with animals of all kinds running helter-skelter around the room.)
(A parrot squawks in Shelia's ear and lands on Lauren's shoulder like a pirate's parrot. ;) )
*Lauren grins at the parrot & nods her head.* ;)
(Marcovich is screaming at the top of his lungs, trying to capture all the animals, but they keep running over, under, and around him.)
*Micky, with Mike still on his back, watches over the melee like a hawk. He grins. He could've been a hawk... or even a vulture instead of a panther!* ;)
(Another parrot drops an egg on Shelia's head. ;) )
*Lauren shakes her head, seeing the look on Micky's face. She goes about pouncing around on Shelia, careful of the egg.* ;)
(A snake winds its way around Second Mike's ankles and knocks him to the floor.)
(Micky spies mice eating cheese. He growls at the mice, making them all run away. He then proceeds to eat the cheese. He offers some to Original Mike, but he just turns away. He shrugs and goes on eating. ;) )
(The animals are all running out doors and windows, going every which way.)
*Lauren reaches a paw into Shelia's hair & gives it a tug... & another & another. Shelia screams out & everytime she screams, Lauren grins.*
(Davy and Daphne wind an abandonded leather strap around Marcovich's legs, making him tumble to the floor next to Second Mike as the romp ends.)
Marcovich: My animals! And animals that talk! This is insane!
Micky: You're the one that's insane, Marcovich! :P
Davy: We'd bettah take a 'int from the real animals and get outta 'ere quick. :p
Lauren: Right! *gives another tug on Shelia's hair for good measure* ;)
Daphne: All the mind junk you're doing is just WRONG, Marcovich! :p
Marcovich: It is SCIENCE! (Frowns) How are you talking? You must be machines or something...
Micky: *grins* Yeah... something. ;)
Daphne: I'm no machine!
Second Mike: Damn it! What are you guys DOING? X(
Lauren: We're righting wrongs! Hee hee! ;)
Davy: Gettin' both of you outta 'ere (indicates Shelia) and away from 'er! :p
Micky: *groans at Lauren's joke* And fast!
Second Mike: (Smirks) Maybe I don't wanna go. Maybe I'm happy here. I ain't just part of some nerd who's scared of everything. I'm my own person.
Davy: Mike, come on! You can't be 'appy bein' 'er pawn!
Micky: Yeah, man! Last I knew, you didn't like to be used. :P
Daphne: (Sees an angry Shelia advancing) Um, Davy, maybe we'd better leave him for now. We'll get him later.
Shelia: *growls* Get them!
Davy: We'll come back for you, Mike, and then, we'll make you understand.
Daphne: Let's get outta here! :o
Lauren: RUN!
Davy: Micky, girls, blue-light it!
Davy: I'll do my shah!
Micky: Bye! :P *a dark blue light envelopes Micky & the girls, making them disappear*
Second Mike: (As the snake lets him go) DAMN IT TO HELL! They got away!
Marcovich: (Wails) Oh! All of my lab animals! :(
Shelia: Stop that cheetah! X-(
Davy: No way, Devil Bitch! I'm outta 'ere! (He jumps out an open window. There's a blue light as Shelia runs to the window)
Marcovich: From now on, all windows and doors stay LOCKED while we're working! X(
Shelia: *pounds the window sill* Dammit, dammit, dammit! X-(
Second Mike: We lost them! We lost HIM!
Marcovich: (Joins Shelia at the window) Talking animals! Amazing!
Shelia: Those were NOT animals... X-(
Second Mike: I know who - and WHAT - they were. They're gonna bring him to Em.
Shelia: Damn them! We must get him back!
Second Mike: Micky must have taken Pete to Val, and she changed him back...and he spilled the beans. :p X(
Marcovich: I wouldn't mind experimenting on those...whatever they were. They were incredible! Animals who talk and think and joke like humans!
*Shelia growls.*
Shelia: They ARE humans!
Marcovich: (Frowns) But, how...
Second Mike: (His eyes flare with fury) Mick's gonna take him to Em, have her turn him back into a human. Damn it! (Punches a wall as hard as he can, leaving behind a big gap) GOD DAMN IT TO HELL! X( I want my wife!
Shelia: *narrows her eyes* If only he hadn't been such a promising collector, I would've killed him a while ago...
(Second Mike reels back, shaking the hand he used to punch the wall.)
Marcovich: I don't understand any of this, other than I now have nothing to experiment on.
Shelia: Long story that you don't need to know. What you do need to know is that we HAVE to get him back! X-(
Marcovich: The wolf? What is so important about him?
Second Mike: There's got to be a way to get him! I want Em! I miss her so much, my heart hurts. (Thoughtful) Em....
Shelia: *glares at second Mike* Oh, knock it off! X-(
Second Mike: (Glares back) Look, do you know where they went...or where they work? I KNOW me, and I know them...and Em. And I KNOW how badly you want Em. You hate her.
Shelia: More than words can describe...
Marcovich: (Throws his hands in the air) This is crazy! I cannot continue my work with no subjects. I am going to do paperwork, then hold interviews for new lab technicians. All four of mine WOULD suddenly quit at the same time. You two are dismissed early, but you ARE going to be here tomorrow to help me order new lab animals, Miss Saunders! :p
Marcovich: And find the other boy and tell him I'll need him back now, since I have nothing else to work on! :p
Shelia: Yes... :P
(Marcovich storms out, slamming the door behind him, rattling all the opened cage doors.)
Shelia: We HAVE to get to those kids!
Second Mike: (Grins) And I know how. We'll pick them up at the Club Fairview. I could probably get Emma alone backstage or in the parking lot.
Shelia: *nods* Perfect.
Second Mike: Daphne and Val usually come to see the guys play, and of course, the boys will be there. (Smirks) Unless my double is too chicken to come play after being roughed up like that. :p ;)
Shelia: Yes, that will be perfect. (Evil grin) Just perfect. >:)
(Fade out on Second Mike and Shelia looking evil; fade in on the living room in the Cartwright Mansion where Peter is trying to comfort Emma and Valerie is looking out the window, worried.)
Emma: I'm so worried about him! He never listens to me. He didn't listen about Shelia, and he didn't listen about this audition.
Peter: They'll bring him back, Emma!
Valerie: (turns from the window and nods, smiling) They'll be fine, Em. They'll bring them BOTH back to you.
Emma: But...that's something else. How am I going to make him whole again? I can't have TWO husbands! We aren't in Utah!
Peter: *smiles* You'll know how.
Emma: (Indicates her stomach) And what on EARTH would I tell our child?
Valerie: (Smiles) At least you'll have a lot of help taking care of the child. ;)
*A dark blue light begins to grow in the middle of the room... as it fades, it leaves... three animals.*
Emma: (She and Peter stand; Valerie joins them) Guys! Did you get him?
Valerie: (Grins) Seems we found the big cat section of the zoo. ;)
Micky: I got him! *glances at them* Whoops! Forgot to change us back! :">
Daphne: Where's Davy?
Lauren: He was right behind us.
(There's another blue light and Davy arrives.)
Davy: Whew! They almost caught me, but I took a book from Petah and jumped out a window. They've really got to staht closin' windows in that place. ;)
Micky: Fashionably late, huh, Dave. ;)
Davy: Would I be anythin' else, Mick? ;)
Daphne: Davy, you scared me half to death!
Micky: *grins* You really want me to answer that?
Davy: I'm ok, luv! No 'arm done!
Davy: No, Mick. ;) :p
Micky: *still grinning* Maybe we oughtta change back now... ;) *the dark blue light once again envelopes the four animals, turning them back to their human form*
Micky: *hugs the baby wolf in his arms; walks over to Emma* Mike is in a BAD way.
Emma: (Eyes widen, then fill with tears again) Oh, god. What did she DO to him? :( :((
Micky: Alot of really bad stuff, I'm sure. :P
Emma: (Cuddles Mike; he slowly reaches up and licks her chin) My poor, poor baby...
(The tears in Emma's eyes spill over as she holds the wolf close to her. She closes her eyes, hugging the wolf sadly. There's a blue light. When it subsides, she's cuddling a near-comatose Mike.)
Emma: (Sobbing) Oh, honey, it's you!
Mike: (Softly; a little hoarse) E...Em?
Emma: It's me! Are you ok? Can you move?
Mike: (Nods) You broke all the spells, including what he did to my hands and throat. (His eyes fill with tears, too) Oh, g...god, darlin'. They kept givin' me all sorts of stuff. They were gonna erase my memory, so I'd think I'd always been a wolf...and wouldn't be able to go back to you. :(
Davy: Mike, don't mind the pun, but you look like somethin' the cat dragged in. :p :(
Mike: Had a long day, Dave...
(Emma gently lays Mike on the couch. Peter pulls a blanket over him.)
Emma: (Takes his hand) Can you move your hands now, honey? Peter told us you were having trouble with them before.
Mike: H...he paralyzed my hands, or somethin'. Said he didn't want me to play no more. He wanted to lead the band, sell my songs, cuddle my wife, (sob) take over my life....
Daphne: He...(growls)...the other Mike we saw at the lab!
Mike: (Nods faintly) He's me. I think. Marcovich and Shelia gave me something, and (cringes) I felt this tearin' in my body, like it was being cut in half. Next thing I know, there's another me layin' next to me on the table.
Mike: He's me, but....he must have gotten all my temper. He's a nasty sonofabitch. Shelia probably seduced him the way she seduced Micky last year.
Micky: More than likely... :P
Mike: (Tears spill over) He...he kept callin' me scared and weak and useless. (Sobs) And I am. I can't sell my songs or even keep myself from gettin' into the arms of the Devil herself. :((
Emma: (Throws her arms around him) Oh, honey, no!
Mike: (Turns to Peter) And Pete...oh, god, Pete, I wish I could have come with you. You did a great job, freein' yourself, but I couldn't walk on all fours 'cause my front paws were worthless. :(
Mike: I nearly died when I saw what they did to you. I wanted to stop it, but I was tied so tight, and my head was still sorta floaty, and I was under all that wrapping. He was trying to cover the fact that we look alike, so he could convince everyone he's me.
Peter: *smiles* You're here, now, Michael. That's what matters. :)
Mike: (Smiles) Thanks, buddy. That means a lot.
Peter: You're welcome. :)
Emma: Honey, you need to get some rest. You've had a very long day.
Mike: (His eyes are drooping) Rest....
Emma: You can give us the remaining nasty details tomorrow. :)
Mike: Yeah...
Emma: I have an idea. (Runs her fingers across his forehead gently. His eyes finally close, his breathing even. Emma smiles) I put a sleeping spell on him. It's just a mild one. He'll wake up in a few hours, hopefully better. :)
Micky: *nods* Good idea. :)
Davy: (Eyes widen) Tonight! We've got the Club Fairview gig! Mike ain't in no condition to play!
Micky: Awe, geez... :P
Emma: Peter, why don't you play the lead guitar and Davy do the bass tonight? Lauren can play tambourine with you, and you can replace some of Mike's songs with other songs.
Peter: Sure! :)
Lauren: *nods* You got it!
Emma: (Grins) I happen to know Lauren is DYING to show off the new tambourine she got. ;)
Lauren: Of course. ;)
Micky: Is it THAT obvious? ;)
Emma: She told me when she got it. ;)
*Lauren grins.* :D
Valerie: (nods) Peter, I want to discuss the wedding with you tonight between songs, too. We've got to work on the guest list. (Grins) You guys are going to be our band, of course. :)
Davy: Naturally, luv. ;)
Peter: Okay, Val. *smiles* :)
Daphne: And we're all invited to the social event of the season? ;)
Valerie: (Laughs) You guys are on the top of the list! ;) :D
Micky: No, we ARE the list! ;) :D
Valerie: (Chuckles) Well, my grandparents will want to come, and Peter's parents and siblings, and Chrissy and any friends she talks me into adding, and I'm sure Dad will have friends he wants to come, too. ;) :)
Micky: Half the list. ;)
(Emma just leans over the sleeping Mike, stroking his hair.)
Davy: And we've got to be careful, too. Shelia's gonna be 'oppin' mad now, not to mention the othah Mike. Marcovich weren't tickled 'bout losin' his lab animals, eithah.
Lauren: No kidding. :P
Daphne: She can be hopping, running, and jumping mad! I don't care! She's a nasty bitch, and that's being nice! :p X(
Emma: What happened to the other Mike?
Micky: Still with Shelia. We couldn't manage to drag him along, too. :P
Emma: (Frowns) Why not?
Davy: Shelia's got 'im wrapped around 'er litt'l fingah. :p
Emma: Oh, god... :p :(
Lauren: Both Davy & Daphne were trying to get him & he shook them off. :P
Davy: (Rubs his back) Yeah, me spine may nevah feel the same again. :p
Micky: That was a nasty spill you took. :P
Daphne: If he EVER shoves Davy or ANYONE like that again, I will do MORE than bite his pants leg! :p X(
Davy: 'E wouldn't go. He really believes 'e's a separate person and he can take ovah our Mike's life.
Micky: That's what he thinks!
Emma: (Holds Mike's hand tighter) I won't LET him!
Valerie: What's Marcovich's part in all this?
Davy: You 'eard Mike. 'E's playing wit' 'uman minds again.
Micky: Marcovich needs a new hobby. :P
Daphne: Sounds like he's dabbling in espionage, too. He mentioned he was going to sell his machines and drugs to foreign spy companies. :p
Davy: Or trade them.
Micky: And you guys say I watch too many bad movies. I think he's seen more than I have.
Davy: I 'ope 'e don't 'ave a TV in that lab. (Shudders)
Emma: What are we going to do about Mike? We can't leave him alone like this.
Peter: We need a way to keep him protected.
Emma: Maybe I should stay with him...
Daphne: But who's gonna protect YOU? :p
Emma: I don't need...(sighs and looks down at her stomach)...protection.
Lauren: Sorry, Em. :)
Micky: Would my powers help?
Emma: Maybe...(looks sadly at the sleeping Texan on the couch)
Micky: I should be able to figure up some way to keep Mike away from prying devils... :P I've never tried a forcefield before... *grins* ;)
Lauren: *slaps her forehead* Oh, goodness...
Emma: (Puts her arms protectively around Mike) It won't....hurt....will it? :o
Davy: Or switch our souls? :p
Micky: *waves his arms* No! Just something around Mike to keep him safe. No kickback, I swear!
Peter: *smiles* I think we should let Micky try. :)
Valerie: Me, too. Couldn't hurt poor Mike worse than he already is. :)
Daphne: Absolutely swear?
Micky: *does the motions* Cross my heart & hope to die!
Emma: (Slight Mother Bear growl) You WILL die if he gets hurt! X(
Micky: :-O Trust me, Em, I don't feel like dying any time soon.
Davy: Maybe we all ought to stand back, let Mick work 'is magic.
Daphne: FARRRR back. ;)
Lauren: Deep roving? ;)
Valerie: I know a good place on the other side of the mansion. ;)
Micky: Oh, come on, guys! I promised! :P
Davy: Just keepin' you on your toes, Mick. ;)
(Peter gently takes Emma's arm and pulls her away from Mike.)
Micky: *sticks his tongue out at Davy* Suuuure...
Micky: I'm gonna put it over the whole couch...
Valerie: (Nods) He can stay here, too. If a forcefield and my father's security system doesn't keep him safe, NOTHING will. ;) :D
*Micky concentrates on the couch. As he does, a dark blue light begins to glow around it, until it covers the entire couch & Mike. The haze of the light begins to solidify. Micky smiles & walks over to it. He taps it with his fingers & grins widely.* :D
Lauren: Wow...
Emma: Oh, my...
Davy: Groovy! :D
Daphne: Awesome! :)
Valerie: Very nice work, Mick. :)
Micky: Gosharooney! :D
Peter: *smiles* Great job, Micky! :)
Micky: Awe, gee... :">
Emma: (Puts her hands sadly against the forcefield) Oh, honey....
Valerie: (Puts her hand on Emma's shoulder) It's for the best, Em. He'll only be there a few hours, long enough to rest.
Micky: This will keep him safe. *touches it again; smiles* That'll help him regain his strengh. :)
Emma: (Hugs Micky) Thank you, Mick, for everything. :)
Micky: *hugs her back* You're welcome, Em. Least I could do. :)
Emma: Let me add something...(touches it) I...I gave him my love. He'll know I care about him, even in his sleep. It'll help him recover quicker. :) I love him so much....
(Tears start to form again in her eyes. This time, Davy and Daphne take the upset mother-to-be in their arms.)
Daphne: Maybe what you need is some time out, Em. You've been worrying about Mike all day.
Davy: Yeah, luv. It's time for you to 'ave some fun and not think of poor Mike. :)
Lauren: Yeah. :)
Emma: (Sniffles) How?
Valerie: (Puts an arm gently around Peter) You too, Peter. You've had an ordeal today yourself.
Peter: *nods* I'd love to have some fun. :)
Valerie: Let's all go to the Club Fairview tonight. Mike will be fine here. I'll ask Albert to keep an eye on him whenever he passes through this part of the building, and the security guards know what Shelia looks like.
Davy: Now you're talkin' sense, luv! :D
Daphne: Sounds good to me! Let's ALL have a night on the town! :D
*Micky whoops.* :D
Emma: (Nods slowly) O...ok. :)
Emma: (Puts her hand on her heart) He's hurt so badly...but he's healing now. :)
Valerie: That's what he needs now, Em, to heal.
Davy: Well, wot are we waitin' for? Let's go get ready for our gig! :D
Daphne: All RIGHT! :D
Lauren: YEAH! :D
Valerie: (Squeezes Pete's shoulder) Sounds good to me. :)
Peter: Me, too. :)
Emma: (Sniffles and nods) Me three. :)
(They all file out of the room, Emma giving the sleeping, forcefield-protected Mike a last longing look before she walks out with the others.)
(Cut to the Club Fairview, that night. Davy, Micky, Lauren, and Peter are onstage, playing "Last Train to Clarksville." Everyone is up and dancing, including Daphne, but Emma and Valerie, who sit at a table together.)
Emma: Geez, I wish I could dance! :p
Valerie: Don't worry, Em! You'll be able to join them in nine months! :)
Emma: (Dreamily, patting her stomach) Yeah...
(The song comes to an end and the boys take their bows...Micky and Davy taking extra-long bows, of course, hamming it up for the crowd. ;) )
Davy: We love you all, mates! :D
Micky: And we love that you love us! :D ;)
Lauren: *rolls her eyes* Oh, brother.
Emma: (Mutters; to Valerie) Those two are hams.
Valerie: Hams? They're the whole hog! ;)
(Emma laughs. :)) )
Peter: (Into his microphone) Ok, folks, we're gonna go take a breather, but we'll be right back in a few minutes, with more music for your dancing pleasure. ;) :D
(The three boys and Lauren join the girls at the table.)
Lauren: Felt like I was getting ready for a pig roast up there. ;)
(Peter snorts and laughs. ;) :)) )
Micky: What's that supposed to mean?
Emma: No kidding. When you two take over the spotlight, Dave and Micky, you don't give an inch. ;)
Micky: *shrugs* Lauren doesn't like the spotlight. *Lauren nods* I'm just using what she doesn't. ;)
Emma: If there was a camera up there, you two would be making love to it. ;) :D
Davy: Wot can I say, luv? I'm photogenic. ;)
Lauren: *waves her hands* Do NOT give Micky ideas like that! :P
(Now EVERYONE'S laughing. ;) :)) )
Micky: Hrmmm... >:) ;)
Emma: Oh, man. (Makes a face) I've gotta use the ladies' room.
Valerie: Maybe someone ought to go with you.
Lauren: *nods* Yeah...
Emma: I'm a big girl. I can wipe my own rear. ;) :p
Lauren: We didn't mean THAT, Em! :P ;)
Davy: Remembah the devils, luv. :p
Emma: (Sighs, then smiles) Wanna come with me, Lauren? We can discuss girl things. ;)
Valerie: I'll keep the animals at bay. ;)
Lauren: *nods* Sure. ;)
Lauren: Good luck, Val. ;)
Valerie: Thanks, Lauren. With this crowd, I'll NEED it. ;)
Davy: 'Ey!
Micky: We resemble that remark! ;)
Valerie: Yes, you do. ;) :D
Micky: Just making sure. *grins* ;)
Lauren: *gets up* We better go. Those two could take all night with that. ;)
Emma: (Laughs) Come on. (They make their way to the ladies' room in the back of the building. Daphne joins the table as they leave, frowning.)
Daphne: Guys, I saw trouble in the back of the main dance floor...and she was sporting some NICE stripes on her face. ;) :D
Valerie: What's SHE doing here? :p
Micky: No way! :P
Davy: You'd think she'd know bettah than to show 'er ugly face 'ere!
Daphne: Do you think they'd notice a murder in this crowd? :p X(
Davy: Daph, she's the devil. She'd probably ENJOY that! :p
Micky: Unfortunately. :P
Daphne: (Looks over her shoulder) Here she comes! Ooooh, I want to give her another set of stripes to match the ones Lauren gave her! X(
Davy: Not 'ere, luv. I don't think Alexandra and Pat would appreciate a cat fight in this packed place. :p
Micky: *nods* She could use some more, though...
Valerie: Darn. :p
(Shelia saunters over to the table, smirking.)
Davy: Hello, luv...and good-bye, I 'ope.
Shelia: Well, well, well...
Daphne: You look far more attractive like that. You should try stripes on the other cheek. Go with the vertical ones. They make your cheeks look fatter. ;)
(Davy elbows Daphne.)
*Shelia growls.*
Micky: Gee, you're not wearing a bag over your head to cover those lovely scratches. Scare the bag away? :P ;)
(Peter cringes and whimpers. Valerie puts her arms around him.)
*Shelia's eyes narrow.* X-(
Micky: *elbows Davy* I think she liked that one. ;)
Davy: And where's the imitation Mike?
Daphne: Finally cut the umbillical cord? ;)
Micky: Let him actually use HIS brain?
Peter: He's not the real Michael, you know. He's only part of him....but not the WHOLE Michael. He didn't have the right aura.
Shelia: *growls* He is MY Mike. He's MY Knight. :P
Daphne: Awe, the little baby Devil needed a toy to play with...so she took someone elses? :p ;)
Micky: Why not? She seems to love taking people away from others. :P
*Shelia clenches her fists.*
Peter: You HURT Michael! :(
Shelia: *grounds out* I helped him.
Valerie: Helped him how? Tore him into two parts? Convinced him he's worthless? Turned an innocent boy into a puppy and another into a wolf?
Shelia: I help him realize how much better he could do!
Micky: Heard that before. *shakes his head* Been there, done that, didn't like it. :P
Daphne: Better? How could leaving one half of Mike shattered and weak and making the other into an arrogant ass make him BETTER? :p
Valerie: Cut the small talk, Shelia. Why are you here?
Shelia: I want the other Mike back... I wouldn't mind getting the rest of you, either. :P
Micky: Nahhhh... not gonna happen. ;)
Daphne: Sorry, not interested.
Davy: And you cahn't get the othah Mike, eithah. 'E's protected.
Micky: I'll have to check my date book. :P
*Shelia starts to reach out like she's going to strangle Micky.* ;)
Micky: *grins* Think she likes me? ;) :P
Davy: She loves ya, Mick. ;)
Micky: I'm irresistable! :D
(Daphne takes Shelia's wrist hard.)
*Shelia glares.*
Daphne: Uh-uh, sweet cakes. No touchie!
Micky: Or else Lauren'll throw ya across the room. ;)
Daphne: Try anything with Davy and Peter, and Val and I will pick you up and dump you in a place where you won't be bothering us for a LONG time. :p X(
Valerie: I heard Siberia is nice this time of year. ;)
*Shelia growls again.*
(Alexandra O'Malley appears at this point, not looking happy.)
Alexandra: (Glares at Shelia) May I help you, ma'am? Is there a reason you're bothering these kids?
Shelia: *glares back* Not anymore.
Patrick: (Joins his wife, between bites of hamburger) Want me to toss her out, Alex? (Looks at her trim rear) I'd LOVE to! ;) :D
Alexandra: (Crosses her arms) Lady, do you always harrass the house band when you come to a night club?
Patrick: Can I throw her out, Alex? Can I? (Swallows the last of his hot dog)
Shelia: *glares over the group* This is NOT over!
Alexandra: (Makes a face) No, Pat.
Patrick: Darn! ;)
(Shelia stomps off. She seems to be walking towards the door, but when the group turns it's head to Alexandra and Patrick, she hurries into the crowd and to the hallway where the bathrooms are)
Alexandra: That was the chick who came around a few weeks ago, wasn't it?
Patrick: Nasty. All scratched up, too. Looked like she had a fight with her cat.
Micky: Yeah... ;)
Alexandra: What's she got against you kids?
Daphne: Many, many things.
Valerie: Most of them not repeatable here.
Micky: What doesn't she have against us. :P
Alexandra: Well, if she ever gives you guys any more trouble, just tell us, and we'll get someone to kick her out, ok?
Patrick: Me?
Alexandra: (rolls her eyes) No. :p
Patrick: Aw! :p (They walk over to another group of diners as the kids converse amongst themselves)
Daphne: (Puts her hand on her stomach) I don't like this. She's here for a reason.
Peter: (Eyes widen) Oh, god! The girls! They're all alone in the bathrooms!
Micky: Oh, CRAP!
Davy: Surely she wouldn't...not in a BATHROOM....
Micky: Oh, yes she would! :P
Valerie: I'm sure she would. She loathes Emma. She'd do anything to get her kid.
Daphne: Let's go get her, before she gets THEM! :o
Micky: Right! X-(
Davy: Come on! (The entire group gets up and hurries toward the hallway where the bathrooms are.)
(And we cut to outside the women's bathroom. Emma and Lauren are just walking out, talking to each other.)
Emma: Oh, Lauren! It's so exciting! I'm going to have my own Shelly or little Micky!
Emma: It's...kind of scary, too, though.
Lauren: But it'll be so wonderful! :)
Emma: I'm not a mother. I can't handle kids.
Lauren: Yes, you can!
Emma: (Smiles) I guess I can learn, huh? :)
Emma: (Leans against the wall, smiling) Me, a mom. My parents are thrilled - their second grandchild. Daddy wants it to be another boy, of course. Mom says she'd be happy with either, but I think she wants a girl, so she can buy it lots of frilly dresses and bows. ;)
Emma: Aunt Kate wants to bring it down to the ranch to teach it all about cowboys and girls. ;)
Lauren: They'll be happy no matter what. :) ;)
Emma: (Dreamily) Yeah....
(That's when a long, lean shadow steps out of the back of the hall. Second Mike saunters around the corner, grinning at the girls.)
Second Mike: Hi, darlin'. Hi, Laur.
*Lauren glares at him.*
Emma: (Eyes widen) M...Mike? B...but you're supposed to be resting in Micky's forcefield at the mansion! :o
Second Mike: (Glares briefly at Lauren before he turns to Emma with a smile) I recovered, hon. It was terrible, what happened to me, but I ain't no weakling.
Emma: No... (Pulls away from him) There's something wrong with you. Your eyes are all black!
*Lauren tugs lightly on Emma's arm to pull her away farther.*
Second Mike: Ain't nothin' wrong with me, darlin'. Feelin' better than I have in years.
Second Mike: Why you leavin'? Scared of your own husband?
Emma: I...I don't think your my husband.
Second Mike: Come on, darlin'. I know you. You're my wife. I love you. (Gently takes her hand)
Emma: No...you're not my Mike. You're not right!
*Lauren keeps tugging lightly, trying to get both of them out of there.*
Second Mike: (Chuckles, pulling Emma closer to him) Oh, but I AM right, Em. I'm finally right. I ain't scared of bein' a dad no more.
Emma: (Tries to pull away) No! No! Your eyes....
Lauren: Thanks, but no thanks... Mike. We're going back to the table!
Second Mike: You ain't goin' anywhere, Lauren. (Glares at her - she freezes in motion)
Emma: Wha...Lauren? (Pulls at her hand - it's stiff) Lauren? (Turns to Second Mike in horror) What did you do to her?
Second Mike: (Gently) She ain't hurt, Em. She can see and hear everythin' that's goin' on. She just can't move. (Takes the girl in his arms) You're comin' with me, darlin', your husband.
Emma: No! You are NOT my husband! My husband would NEVER hurt his friends that way!
Second Mike: I AM your husband, honey. I'm better, now, faster, stronger. I'm not afraid anymore. Why do you want a man who's always afraid of everything? Don't you want someone who can provide for you, be strong for you, not argue with you about every little detail?
Emma: I HAVE a husband, and I love HIM just fine! (Screams as she struggles) HELP! HELP! MICKY! PETER! DAV...
(Mike quickly puts his hand over her mouth. He pulls one hand down her throat, rubbing it. A small dark blue light covers her throat. He takes his hand off her mouth. Her eyes widen and she clutches her throat in horror.)
Second Mike: Sorry I had to mute you, darlin', but it was necessary. Didn't want no one comin' after you. I'll give you your voice back when we get to the labs. (Gently runs his fingers across her throat) I do like to hear you sing. (Emma shakes her head, trying to pull away, but Mike draws his fingers across her neck, up to her temples.)
Second Mike: (Whispers in her ear) You're MY wife, Emma Redmer Nesmith. I love you, and I'm gonna take you home with me. We'll take care of this child together with no fear, no fear of not raisin' it right or abandonin' it. You'd like that, wouldn't you, darlin'? To raise our child without fear, without worries.
(He starts to muddle her as Shelia runs around the corner, a bit dishelveled from being caught in the crowds.)
Shelia: *grumbles* Stupid kids...
Second Mike: (Whispers in Emma's ear) Now, darlin', just relax. Be quiet and calm. Just don't think about nuthin' but my voice.
Second Mike: Hi, Shelia. Got these two. (Nods at Lauren, smirking)
Shelia: *grins, with an extra smirk at Lauren* Very good, my Knight.
Second Mike: You'll do what Shelia and I say now, Em, and you won't make no fuss about it. You won't be afraid to raise your child, or sell your stories. (Whisper into Emma's ear) You'll do what I tell you.
(Emma slowly nods, her spectacled gray eyes now totally blank.)
Shelia: Excellent. *smirks*
(The voices of the other Monkees and their sweethearts echo in the hall.)
Second Mike: We've gotta get her outta here. (Takes the half-concious Emma gently into his arms - he kisses her as he does) My Scholar. My pretty little Scholar. You're comin' home with me now.
Second Mike: (Indicates the motionless Lauren) What about Mrs. Dolenz? She's paralyzed. She knows what's been goin' on, but I fixed it so she can't move or interfere. ;)
Shelia: Hmm... a good question. She's been rather annoying, for that matter, so has her husband. What do you think she deserves for that? ;)
Second Mike: (The voices are coming closer) Maybe we'd better just leave her like that. We don't have more time for a more intense punishment. Seein' her friend in trouble should be punishment enough. ;) >:)
Shelia: *nods* We can always do something worse at a later time. ;) Let's go, before the others show up.
Second Mike: Right. (He concentrates. There's a dark blue light, and the trio disappear, leaving Lauren standing motionless in the hallway. The others come around the corner in time to see the last of the light fade.)
Daphne: Em? Lauren? We heard Emma screaming!
Peter: (Gasps; points to the light) We're too late! :( :((
Micky: Awe, no... *goes over to Lauren; waves a hand in front of her face* Babe? *does it again* I'm gonna HURT someone... *eyes narrow* X-(
Davy: Damn!
Daphne: (Pulls at Lauren) Is she ok? Lauren?
Valerie: What happened here?
Daphne: Maybe Micky could bring her out of it.
Micky: *taps Lauren's shoulder* They froze her. *nods* It's worked before...
Davy: Shelia must 'ave taken Em and froze Lauren.
Peter: Oh, no! Poor Em!
Micky: *grins* There is one definite upside to this. *gives Lauren a kiss... she practically stumbles into his arms* Hiya, babe. :)
Daphne: Aww, Prince Charming awakens Sleeping Beauty! ;)
Peter: That's sweet. :)
Lauren: *sheepish grin* Thanks, Mick. *pauses* You're right, Dave, they got her. I tried to stop them...
Davy: "They?"
Daphne: (Eyes widen) The other Mike!
Peter: (Puts his arms around Lauren's shoulders) It's ok, Lauren. You tried to save Em.
Lauren: *nods* I know. :)
Valerie: The other Mike?
Davy: The Mike we saw at the labs today who is undah Shelia's control. 'E musta grabbed Em for Shelia. She's got that kid in 'er, and Shelia 'ates Em.
Lauren: Exactly. He was trying to act all nice to Em. She wasn't buying it, either. :P
Daphne: She's no idiot, that's for sure. How did he get her, muddling?
Lauren: *nods* Yeah. And he muted her. :P
Valerie: (Nods) That would explain why the screaming suddenly stopped.
Davy: What's WITH that guy?
Micky: *shrugs* He's Mike.
Peter: Stubborn. (Sighs) How are we going to tell Mike....OUR Mike, the one we rescued...this? He's already really hurt badly.
Micky: *shakes his head* Very carefully. :P
Valerie: The poor man....
(She puts her arms around Peter, who cuddles into them.)
Davy: Come on, guys. Lets finish our set, then go back to the mansion.
Valerie: It might be better if we all slept there tonight. Safer.
Lauren: I'll vote for that. :)
Daphne: I'll tell the girls I'm going to a slumber party. ;)
Davy: I don't really feel like goin' back to the Pad anyway. It would be too...(sadly)...empty.
Peter: (Nods) It wouldn't feel right, without Em and Mike. :(
Micky: And we're not going back to the house. *grins* I'm sure Shelia ain't too happy with either of us. :P ;)
Davy: Or ANY of us, at this point.
Valerie: Micky, what about the kids?
Peter: Maybe we'd better stop at Mrs. Filcheck's and bring them to the mansion, too.
Micky: *nods* Yeah. That'll be safer for them, too.
Valerie: (Nods) They can stay in Chrissy's old nursery. (Grins) And I'm sure she'd LOVE to play with them, too. She'd probably love to have all of you around. She thinks you're all the grooviest, and she loves having guests. :)
Lauren: We'll have a babysitter. :)
Peter: (Nods towards the hallway entrance) We should probably get back to the main room, before our audience tears the place apart. ;)
Davy: Maybe playin' will 'elp a little.
Micky: Yeah. :)
Daphne: (Puts an arm around Davy) Let's go, guys. :)
(The group walks down the hallway towards the main exit as the camera fades out on Lauren's frustrated and sad expression.)