When Stars Collide, a BH6 x Dr Who crossover

Chapter Fifteen: Contact

Cass Hamada woke with a start. At first, she wasn't sure why she'd woken, but when the phone rang again, she realized why. "Hello?" she asked groggily, answering. "This is Cass Hamada. Mr. Krei?" She sat upright.

Mr. Krei's voice sounded concerned as she listened. "No, I haven't seen Hiro recently," she responded. "I haven't been home long, though. Did something happen?"

The businessman assured her he was just checking in, giving some lame excuse to want to talk to Hiro. The call didn't last long, but left the boy's aunt more than a little confused.

Unable to go back to sleep, Cass chose to head down to the café to assess the damage, hoping the insurance would cover everything.

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Finally finished with his abdominal workout, Hiro shakily pushed up from the bathroom floor, using Baymax as a support until he regained his feet. "Thanks, buddy," he said almost absently.

"You need to stay hydrated," Baymax informed him. "I suggest drinking plenty of clear fluids until you are sure your stomach has adequately settled."

Hiro nodded. "Yeah, sure. I'll do that." He squeezed around the vinyl body of his friend, something that took more effort than he wanted to admit. Of course, part of it was because the room wasn't all that big to begin with.

Baymax followed him out of the room, a bit surprised when he didn't head back to the sitting room where the others were. Instead, the boy headed in the opposite direction. "Where are you going?" he inquired as he hurried to catch up.

"I need to think," Hiro responded.

Baymax made a mental note to make sure Hiro received some form of liquid before too long as he continued after him. Soon, it became obvious where he was headed, their center of operations. He watched as the boy headed towards the computer, ignoring everything else in the room. "I will need to charge soon," the robot spoke up, reminding him that they hadn't placed a second charging station at the manor yet. It was a plan in the works, but hadn't quite happened.

"Okay," Hiro responded as he sat down to type. Something Jack had said bothered him. What was it? Something about weapons. They'd been clearing the area because they'd heard someone was going to try testing some out in the area. Maybe if he looked hard enough, he could find out who they were.

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Officer Stanfield waited patiently off to one side while Alexander Thomas finished his business with another officer. "Sir," he saluted when the man's attention switched to the subordinate.

"What is it?" Thomas asked as he moved to check on a monitor. Progress was going slow, though not as slow as he'd expected. After all, he wasn't completely unreasonable. Just demanding.

Stanfield held out a slim phone in an evidence bag. "One of my men found this as we were sweeping the area where the fugitives disappeared. We believe it belongs to one of them."

Thomas's face lit up as he accepted the cell phone. "Excellent." With this, they should finally have a lead on who had interrupted their operation. He handed it back. "Take it to Tech and have them find out who owns it."

Stanfield saluted smartly, then turned on his heels.

A smile spread across the greasy-haired man's face. Finally, they were getting somewhere.

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After several hours of cleaning and inventorying the damage, Cass slumped into a chair with a sigh. She'd called in some of her usual employees to help out, and, between the three of them, they'd whipped the café back into shape. With luck, they'd be open again in the morning.