Hey, Soul Sister

Chapter 6

Marshall stepped back against the tub and fell over his paws again.
"Rocket was yours?!" He yelled in shock. "Wha....how?!"
"Well," Katie began, "I found her when I was little. She was really little then too, so I adopted her. I loved her so much, and spent all my free time with her. Then...I started going to school. And...suddenly, out of the blue, my parents became alcoholics. They hit me all the time....and abused me."
Marshall's eyes went wide.
"It was awful," Katie continued. "They were finally caught and arrested...but they took Rocket away. I haven't seen her since."
Katie wiped tears away from her eyes, and Marshall let out a whimper, sad to see his friend in pain.
"The biggest shock was when she started talking," Katie said, her eyes down.
Katie got down to the dalmatian's height and stroked his back.
"Can you take me to her?" Katie asked quietly.
Marshall nodded.
"Yeah! We can go-"
"Paw Patrol, to the lookout!" Came Ryder's voice from Marshall's pup tag.
"-After...I...get...back..." He said slowly.
Katie nodded, and watched as the pup ran out of her shop.

After the daily collision in the elevator, the pups stood before Ryder, each wearing a serious look.
"Ready for action Ryder, sir!" Chase exclaimed.
"Thanks for hurrying up pups," Ryder said, pressing the screen of his pup pad. "I just got a call from Mr Porter. He told me he saw two adults trying to attack a young pup."
The pups all gasped.
"It's alright," Ryder said gently. "The pup is fine, but we need to find the two adults."
Ryder scrolled through the symbols.
"Chase, I need you to pick up their scent and track them. Put handcuffs on them when you find them. And Marshall, bring your medic gear, since the pup may be hurt.
Ryder pumped his fist.
"Alright! Paw Patrol is on a role!"
The pups howled, and the two best friends slid down to their prescribed vehicles.

When they reached the town, Chase took a sharp turn to the right and drove out of sight. But Marshall kept going. And he didn't stop till he reached the alley.
"Rocket!" He cried. "It's me! Did they hurt you?!"
There was a soft, painful, and weak reply.
"Y-Yeah...they-they did....again."