SCP {The SCP That United Them All}

30- GU411 Vs. 076

Six days later, after following up with previously visited SCPs, following up for debriefing with Dr. Therman, and training heavily with Drake, Rocky lays in his bed tossing and turning anxiously.

Sasha taps her foot rapidly as she stands over the bed. "Can you PLEASE calm down?!!"

Rocky chuckles. "I am seriously trying, but I have been planning this for a while!"

"Well you are making me feel weird.. so stop it." Sasha growls. "What about your plan to get out of cryo?" 

Rocky sits up with a confident smile. "No worries."

Sasha turns her nose up in a huff. "If I am unable to go on dates with Clef for a freaking month you owe me big time!!"

Rocky thinks for a moment. "How about..."

Sasha leans forward, getting in Rocky's face with a glare. "NO!! Surprise me!"

Rocky smiles. "Okay.. I will!"

Sasha smiles back pocking him on the forehead. "Now go to sleep. You need your energy for tomorrow." She then heads for the door.

"Where are you going?" Rocky asks.

Sasha looks back. "I am helping with Abel's transfer to this facility! Wouldn't want him running off on you!" She then leaves the room.

A few hours later, Dr. Clef rides in the back of a hummer staring at an annoyed Abel. Abel is wrapped up by Sasha's chain as 999 sits happily in Clef's lap.

Dr. Clef's smile slowly grows as Abel becomes more annoyed.

"Stop staring at me.." Abel growls.

Dr. Clef's smile continues to slowly grow. "Why?"

Abel slowly leans forward. "I will kill you if you don't."

Dr. Clef then toses 999 into Abel's lap. The adorable eyes of 999 meet Abel's as he wraps him in a hug. Abel slowly leans back again.

"Try as you might, you can't make good on that threat. Even if you attacked me..." Dr. Clef quickly pulls his handgun and points it at Abel's face. "It would not take much for me to put you back in your cell."

Abel looks down questioningly. "Is.. this chain getting warmer?"

Dr. Clef chuckles as he glances down at Sasha. "Probably!"

"SO COOL!!!" Sasha squeals happily in her thoughts.

 Dr. Clef puts his handgun away as quickly as he drew it. "I know it will not last long, but just let 999 do his thing and relax you."

"Where.. is.. Iris?" Abel asks shyly.

"At the facility.. why?" Dr. Clef asks.

Abel looks out the window of the hummer. "I just wanted to make sure she didn't.. try to run away again."

Dr. Clef leans forward resting his arms on his knees. "Still playing pack leader even though you no longer lead the pack?"

Abel glances at him. "I just wanted to make sure she was safe.."

Dr. Clef winks at him. "She can handle herself just fine. Don't forget I saw to it that she had the best instructors."

Abel sighs. "That is perhaps one of the few reasons I restrain myself from killing you."

"Your idea of restraint lack conviction, Abel." Dr. Clef rebuts. "If you haven't driven her away with your last outburst, your tone will certainly finish the job."

Abel looks down at 999. "Let go."

"Not going to happen." Dr. Clef says seriously.

Abel hangs his head. "I had every right to be upset. The foundation lead me around like a trained dog on a leash barking orders at every turn, Iris tried to abandon us after beating me in a test of skills, and..."