Suited For Danger - Book 2 - Chapter 4

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        I was crying. I could no longer speak. All I could do was cry my heart out over the loss of my life, my dreams, my friend, everything. All the intrigue, all the danger, all the running, and fighting, and everything else from the last few weeks just came rushing in on me all at once, and all I could do was cry.
        “What the hell can I do, Jerry?” I tried to continue through my tears. “I'm so tired of all this. I just wanna go back and be me again!

Transformers
(sort of)

Book Two, Chapter Four

By Catherine Linda Michel

 

We got all the prisoners tied up and stuffed them into a couple of the SUVs, with the rest of us taking two more. Two of them were totally wrecked, and we just left them there after searching them thoroughly. All the time we were doing all that, I was thinking about Jerry's tirade and what it might mean, to me, and to the others. Also, if Jerry went rogue, we'd have to hunt him down and that wouldn't go well, I knew.

As if I didn't have enough to worry me! On the way back to town, things were pretty quiet. Everyone had heard Jerry's outburst, and I'm sure they were thinking about what they'd have to do as well. It was pretty grim inside that SUV.

When we got back to town, we found crowds of people everywhere, all talking at the same time, apparently trying to find out what the hell was going on in their, formerly quiet town. What with tornado sirens going off, and cars screeching into and out of town, and cops running all over the place with weapons drawn, well it was a panic scene.

I had radioed in and told the Chief that we were headed his way, and he had a couple of cop cars escort us the rest of the way into the center of town. We took the SUVs into the narrow driveway leading to the back of the police station and, when we parked them, we began unloading people and weapons.

The Chief was appalled by the amount and the numbers of weapons we unloaded.

“Christ on a crutch! There's enough firepower there to start a small war! Who the hell are these people, and how in the hell do they get access to fully automatic arms like these?” He remarked.

“I don't know much more than I did when we left town, Chief.” I replied. “But you can bet your ass I'm gonna have much more info before this day is out! First though, we have to deal with a personal issue that's come up suddenly. Would you and your officers mind taking care of these mercenaries while we handle that?”

“Man! This jail hasn't been this occupied in years, but of course I'll lock them up! I have the entire force on high alert, and anyone who tries to get these guys out, or take us on again, is gonna be in for a big surprise. With all this weaponry, we could hold off that small army I mentioned before! Don't you worry Donnie...er, Donna. We'll hold the fort til you and your friends get your issues settled. I hope everything works out for the best.”

“So do I, Chief.” I said, shaking my head. “So do I. Thanks Chief.”

I turned and walked out into the outer offices where Jerry was waiting, somewhat impatiently.

“Okay Jerry.” I said. “Lets go talk.

I was dreading what he'd have to say, but we had to do this and get it settled. My heart was aching, knowing that this could end badly, and I could lose a lifetime friend. Worse than that, I would have to be part of hunting him down, and bringing him to justice, if he went the way I was afraid he might.

We walked a way out of town, and sat down on a creek bank. It was a nice place and Jerry and I had fished for panfish here when we were little kids. When we became teens, we brought our girlfriends here for some quiet, semi-innocent making out.

“Okay, Jerry.” I began. “It seems you've got something on your chest and there will be no better time than right now to let it out. I'm hoping that what you were saying out at the sanitarium was just adrenaline talking?”

“No Donna.” He replied, cutting me off. “What that was, was me coming to my senses. We've been chased and shot at. We've been hidden away and we've had our families taken to some god-forsaken place somewhere out west! We've lost our girlfriends, our families, our lives, damn it, and I'm sick of all of it! Maybe worst of all, we've lost the friendship we had! It's changed, Donna, and you know why! You've been floundering around, trying to ignore the fact that you are a girl now, and there's no escape from that! Look, I just want to get away from here...a long way away from here! I'm sick of trying to be what you want me to be! I'm sick and tired of playing second fiddle to you, Donna! Even now, when you're a girl, you're still dictating to me, telling me what to do and when to do it! It wasn't so bad when we were both guys, but now it's like you think you're a grownup, and you treat me like some kid!”
“Jerry, Jerry!” I broke in. “That's now how it is at all! I'm only trying to get us all out of this and find a way back to normal for all of us!”

“Bullshit, Donna!” He hollered at me. “I'm just as old and just as mature as you are, and I'm not gonna take it anymore. Not from you, or Jim, or Penny, or any damn body! I'm gonna go back there and beat the truth out of those guys til I find out the name and location of the sonofabitch who sicced them on us! Then I'm gonna go find him and beat the crap outta him, and show everybody that I'm all done being messed with! You have been fooling around, crying over the fact that you're not a guy anymore, and that's led us into running away instead of standing and fighting! Well, let me tell you something, DONNA! You are a female now! Probably forever, and no one can change that! Accept it and move on, for shit's sake! Quit hiding from it! Unless Dr, Fine, if he ever wakes up, knows how to get you outta that suit, you're gonna be a girl for the rest of your now, very long life!”

I just sat there on the verge of tears, listening to my very best friend holler at me, berate me, and generally try to make me feel like I'd tried to dominate him of something. Finally the dam broke and I lit back into him!

“God DAMN you, Jerry! You think this is easy for me? You think I'm just fooling around? Who came up with most of the plans to save our asses? Who went charging in and initiated the fight it took to capture these sons of bitches? You stood around and acted like some kind of big kid! So impressed by the way you look now, and what you can do! Transformers my ASS, Jerry! Wolverine my ASS, Jerry! We ain't no damn superheroes you idiot! We're just a couple of kids who got caught up in some shit we never should have been any part of! You can go on and have a normal life! I'm stuck being every guy's damned wet dream! I wanted to get married some day, to a nice girl, and settle down with a good job and raise a family! Now what can I do, huh? Go fall in love with some cute guy and have babies with him? I don't even know if I can do that, and I damn sure don't want to have to! I'm a GUY, Jerry, in case you've forgotten that! I'm stuck in this damned thing and I can't get out! You can get out! You can go back and live your dreams! What do I do, Jerry? What the hell do I do?”

All of a sudden, I was crying. I could no longer speak. All I could do was cry my heart out over the loss of my life, my dreams, my friend, everything. All the intrigue, all the danger, all the running, and fighting, and everything else from the last few weeks just came rushing in on me all at once, and all I could do was cry.

“What the hell can I do, Jerry?” I tried to continue through my tears. “I'm so tired of all this. I just wanna go back and be me again! I just want....I want...oh hell! Jerry, I can't even talk about this kinda stuff anymore, without crying, for shit's sake! This damn suit is changing me! It's making me a girl, Jerry, and I..I...I don't want to be a girl!”

“Oh Christ, Donna!” Jerry broke in. “Get the hell over it, willya? There ain't nothing you or I can do about it, except accept it! But you don't have to take it out on me by treating me like a little kid! I hurt for you too, but there's nothing I can do about what's happened to you! I can't change it, I can't make it all go away, I can't even help you with it, because you won't let me! Every time I've tried, you pushed me away like I was some kind of pervert or something! That, along with everything else, has made me very, very angry, Donna, and I can't take this anymore either. I'm getting out of here while I can. Now that I know I can get out of this suit, I can lead a normal life, and maybe, just maybe, find Jerry the normal guy again. I'm sorry for you, but you won't let me help and you won't accept the inevitable, so there's nothing I can do for you. You're just gonna keep on attending your own pity party until you go crazy or something. And I can't stay here and watch you do that to yourself. Best of luck to you, my used-to-be friend. I hope you find some kind of peace. I just can't deal with you and your self pity anymore. If you ever find yourself, and adjust to your situation, post an ad or something in the local paper. Maybe I'll get hold of you.”

He touched me briefly on my shoulder, then he got up and walked away from me, going back into town. I just sat there, lost in tears, and hate, and sorrow, all at the same time. I tried to get up, but I just collapsed on the bank of that pretty little creek, and cried.

I don't know how long I lay there, lost in sorrow. It must have been quite awhile, because the next thing I knew, Penny was holding me in a tight hug.

“Honey, it'll be okay.” She was saying. “We'll talk to Jerry and make things okay. Please don't cry. I know it hurts. I know your whole life has been changed and you hate it, but I'm here for you. Jim, Paul, and Terry are here for you. Your family loves you, no matter what, and they're out there for you as well.”

“B...b...but Penny!” I wailed. “My best friend just walked out on me! He..he...he left me here and walked away, like I was somebody he doesn't know anymore and doesn't care about! I..I...I don't know if I can do this anymore. I just wanna go somewhere and lay down and give up.”

“Oh, Donna.” Penny replied. “I know, honey, I know. I want this thing to be all over too! I want you to get out of that thing and go back to regular old Donnie, and marry your sweetheart, but we have to deal with what is, not with what we want things to be. What is, means getting to the bottom of these mercs and getting that settled, once and for all. What is, is getting Dr. Fine well enough to find out if there still is a way to get you out of that suit. What is, is getting things back to as near normal as possible. Don't you think I miss my family? My life? Don't you think Jim misses his family and life? Sweetheart, I wish none of this had ever happened, but it did, and the only chance we have of putting things right, is by completing what we have to do.”

Penny just held me and talked, softly, to me for a long time. It was just us there. The rest stayed away, giving Penny her chance at getting me back on my feet and back into the game. The trouble was, I didn't know if I wanted to play the damned game anymore. I didn't want to have to be a girl any more, and yet, the suit was making me more female with each day that passed. I felt things I'd never felt before. I cried much more easily. I was coming to depend on the others instead of on myself. I was so much more emotional than I'd ever been, that it scared me, but the suit was trying to take care of that as well, pumping hormones into me, and changing the way I thought, the way I felt. I knew that was happening, but I couldn't stop it, and now Jerry, my best friend, was walking out on me and on everything else....and I couldn't quit crying! Penny picked me up and began to carry me back to town, murmuring things to me all the way. She kept up a patter of meaningless conversation all the way back, where she put me into a bed at the police station and covered me with a blanket.

“Sleep, honey.” She whispered to me, while softly, gently stroking my hair. “We'll try to get things straightened out when you wake up. In the meantime, Jim and I, along with Paul and Terry. Will try to get what information we can out of these mercs, while Doc Jamison works on Dr. Fine. Close your eyes and try to sleep. Right now, I think you need sleep more than anything else. Let the rest of us handle things for awhile. Shhh now. Don't talk, Just sleep. Shh, honey. It'll be all right, you'll see. Sleep, Donna.”

She kept that kind of talk up until I actually did fall asleep! What happened while I was asleep, has been told to me by the others.

Jim and Paul took on the interrogation of the prisoners, and apparently weren't too gentle about it. Several of them were wearing bandages they weren't wearing when I'd last seen them, when I did wake up. Penny and Terry began searching the internet for anything on this mysterious scientist who hated Dr. Fine, and who was behind all our troubles. They made phone calls. They searched files. They managed to get access, somehow, to stuff that the ordinary citizen had no business finding out.

Meanwhile, Doc Jamison was making some headway in getting Dr. Fine conscious. It seemed that he had been drugged nearly all the time since the lab accident, by others hired by his enemy. They were planning on shipping him out when we had showed up back in town, so we spoiled that plan.

Even The Chief was busy, getting things back in order in town, and lending whatever help he could give. He had some connections in the law enforcement community, and he used them to try to help in the information gathering.

They even got a name for this mysterious scientist. Dr. Charles had worked with Dr. Fine from the first finding of the power/battlesuits were found aboard some crashed UFO in the Nevada desert. They had disagreed on how to reverse engineer the suits and on how to best use them. Dr. Fine was determined to turn the research and the suits, over to the government, but Dr Charles got greedy and tried to steal the prototypes. He got caught and was expelled from the program, and from employment by the agency in charge. He plotted against Dr. Fine and spent a great deal of his personal fortune, trying to get the suits, only to be thwarted, first by security forces, and then by us. He sent team after team after us and the suits, hoping to take them by force if he couldn't get them any other way.

Apparently he was monitoring every test of the suits, somehow. When the accident at the lab happened, he saw a chance to take the suits, not knowing we still had the two we were wearing. When we stopped them, he got more and more angry, swearing to take the suits, even if he had to kill us all to do it. I guess he didn't think we could do much to stop him, but he found out differently after our first run-in.

Anyway, according to the prisoners, he was located somewhere in upstate New York, in a secret lab under his mansion. That's right, his mansion. Jim and Paul; actually got pretty explicit instructions on how to get there and where this 'mansion' was located. I guess they were very persuasive when it came to getting information from people who didn't want to give it.

I slept for most of the evening and into the night. My dreams...well, my dreams all centered around being trapped and changed against my will, and people leaving me, along with some really strange stuff I don't really remember. People who claim to know how to interpret dreams would probably have a field day with what I dreamed, but all I got out of it was sadness and helplessness.

I awoke at around 6AM the following morning, and for just a second, I looked for Jerry. Then, what happened the day before came rushing back into my mind and I started to cry again. Just a little bit of sniffling that slowly increased to a full sobbing cry......or at least it tried to. After just a few seconds, I noticed that, even though I wanted to cry, something was preventing me from doing so! Before too long at all, I stopped crying altogether, and began to think again, but what I was thinking was, 'What the hell happened there?'

I sat there, trying to figure out what had just happened, but just then, the door opened and Penny looked in.

“Oh! You're awake. How do you feel honey?”

“I feel kinda okay, but I just got freaked out a couple of seconds ago.” I replied.

“Why? What happened, Donna?” She asked.

I explained, as best I could, what had happened, and I saw a look of concern come over Penny's face. She came in and sat on the bed, taking my hand in hers.

“Donna,” she began, “I'm not going to sit here and tell you that things aren't going to be very different, for and for all of us. I know how disoriented and confused you must be right now. You feel as if your entire life and future have been taken from you and you're angry, frightened at the prospect of having to live your life a whole different way from what you had always planned. I'm not going to harp about the fact that half of the world is female and we do just fine, thank you. I'm sure I'd be just as scared and confused if I suddenly became a guy, against my will or want. What I will say to you is, what's happened, happened, and we can't change it. Maybe, maybe, Dr. Fine will know of a way to get you out of that suit, but I wouldn't count on it.”

She paused for a minute or two to gather her thoughts and then continued.

What I do know, for a fact, is that you and Jerry are great kids. You two have handled this weirdness better than anyone I know could have. Of course there are going to be 'freakouts' from both of you. I expected them, and so did Jim. What's amazed both of us is how well both of you have been doing, dealing with all your changes. We both expected to end up being a combination of babysitters, and prison guards. Instead, we ended up becoming your friends!”

“Penny,” I interrupted. “I feel the same way about you, Jim, and Paul, but what about Jerry? He's basically told me to get lost! We've been buds forever and now he just walks out on me, on us, on everything? This has been tough enough on me, but I dealt with it by knowing that, whatever happened, Jerry was gonna be there for me! Now he's gone! I..I...I don't know if I can do this anymore if he's not gonna be right there with me!”

Penny started to answer that, when a commotion outside the room interrupted her.

“You people have no right to hold us! We ain't done nothin'! I want a lawyer! And how about some food you small town hick sheriff? None of us have eaten since yesterday!” is what I heard one of the prisoners protesting at the top of his lungs.

Then I heard the Chief answer, saying

“Shut the hell up you piece of crap! We've got all of you on so many charges, I can't even count them all! You'll eat when I say you eat, and not one damn minute before! As for a lawyer, I called several yesterday. There ain't one in this town that wants anything to do with any of you. You don't get it, do you? You jerks tried to kill kids from this town! You interfered with their lives, their families, their businesses, and everything! You'll be lucky if you get outta here alive! Now shut up! One more word outta any of you and I'll tie and gag the bunch of you!!!”

'Way to go, Chief.' I thought to myself. That cheered me up just a little, and I made a move to get out of bed, but Penny stopped me, gently pushing on my chest.

“You just stay right there, honey. I'll go get you something to eat and drink. You still need to rest and get your thoughts together. Remember, you aren't alone. You've got me, Jim, Paul, Terry, your folks, and a lot of others on your side, and we'll all help you as much as we can. Now just relax. I'll be back in a few minutes with some breakfast for you.”

Well, I took her advice. I really did have a lot to think over, and I still had a mystery to solve, as well as trying to get us all out of the situation Jerry and I had put us all into.

I decided to try to find out more about the suit by accessing the HUD displays. Maybe there was something in there that would help me, or everyone. I concentrated and pulled up the initial displays, which were just basic operating instructions for the suits. Nothing there. I started going into the sub-programs, looking for anything that might tell me something, anything! I kept searching until I found a file that was closed to me! I played around with it, trying to find a password, or key phrase, or something that would let me see what was in there, but all I got was some weird story about some guy who saw a spacecraft crash in the Nevada desert and who was supposedly on the run from everything and everyone, taking along some strange technology he found on the ship, picking up some new friends along the way, trying to get to Los Angeles! It seemed really goofy, and incomplete, and sort of perverted until I thought of my own situation, and then it began to make more sense.

What if this was a log of some kind that was inserted into the suits? What if it wasn't just a story? What if the ship in the story was the same one the suits had been found in? All of a sudden, the door opened and in came Penny, with a tray of food. I jumped up, almost dumping the tray right out of her hands! I had to talk to Dr. Fine right away!

Stay tuned. More to come. I need your comments, folks. How'm I doing? Want more? Don't like where it seems to be headed? TELL me!

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Love it!

This story has been a favorite of mine from the start. I cant wait to see what happens next!

Thanks, Heather.

I'm glad you're enjoying the story. I hope to post the next chapter within the next week or two, depending on real life interferences. Thanks for your comment, and have a GREAT weekend.

Huggles from
Catherine Linda Michel

As a T-woman, I do have a Y chromosome... it's just in cursive, pink script. Y_0.jpg

Transformers!

Alright! another new chapter. Donna is having a crisis for sure. Jerry is having his own problems, but seems more like you expect of a teenager. The question is what is going on with Donna and that weird emotion cut off thing. It seems almost a sure thing that at some level she is being rebuilt. Is this a sign of her brain being rewired?

Then we have the flashback from the suit about that guy who found some of the UFO's gadgets and took them to LA. Is that a clue to solve some of their problems or some kind of tie in?

Great work Cathy!!!
Hugs!
grover

Thanks Grover

I placed that clue at the end to see who is paying attention and who has read my other stories.

As for the "emotion cut-off" well, I guess you'll just have to wait til that's revealed. That is, as soon as _I_ figure it out! LOL

Huggles from
Catherine Linda Michel

As a T-woman, I do have a Y chromosome... it's just in cursive, pink script. Y_0.jpg

Great to see a new chapter

Hi Catherine,

Really enjoyed this chapter even with Jerry still being a jerk. You definatly grabbed my attention with the new information provided by the file found in the suit and I can't wait to see where you go from here.

Kindest regards, talon

Thank you very much, talon.

I'm always pleased when something I've written pleases others. Stay tuned. It's gonna get good...if I can maintain it, that is. *giggle*

Huggles from,
Catherine Linda Michel

As a T-woman, I do have a Y chromosome... it's just in cursive, pink script. Y_0.jpg

I love where it is going

Hey Cathy,

Your stories have always been an inspiration to me. I know my Sis just loved you too.

There is something hauntingly familiar with the end of this chapter, like I have seen it or heard it before. Just out of curiousity, what happened to the aliens that came in that ship and why wouldn't they be wearing suits? Or.... Are you just setting the stage for the Aliens to show up and try to helpDonna. I still feel she is just about the only clued in character. Why hasn't she told her parents about what the suit is doing to her and that Mom really does have that daughter she has so badly wanted.

You sure have my mental juices flowing. Thanks for continuing with this most superb story. I hope it goes on and on and on and on and...... Oh! sorry. My exuberence doth runneth over. You ROCK girl.

Thanks for a truly EPIC story.

Blessed Be.

Leigh-Anne

Leigh Richards

You make me blush

with your praise. Knowing that your sis loved my work is very humbling and heart warming as well. Thank you SO much Leigh, for commenting. You keep on keepin' on, girl. Your talent is obvious, and your heart is in the right place.

Many loving huggles from
Catherine Lionda Michel

As a T-woman, I do have a Y chromosome... it's just in cursive, pink script. Y_0.jpg

Ummm...Catherine Linda Michel.

Who that Lionda person is, I haven't a clue! (damn nails!)

As a T-woman, I do have a Y chromosome... it's just in cursive, pink script. Y_0.jpg

Luck Be a Lady

I had to look it up. I remember reading it and the sudden switch you put on in the last chapter and then the story not being completed.

So the alien technology behind the devices he took was recorded by Dr Fine's alien tech via some hiden link or did that group help him at some point?

I have long thought Identity Kit was Prudence Walkers attempt -- an enjoyable one -- at a story using a part alien/part human reconstructed device like your hero/heroine found.

Does this mean you intend to go back to your earlier story and rework it or complete it to tie in with Transformers?

The poor kids. Jerry is so very wrong in his approach to the problems. Dosen't he remmber it was his stupid horseplay that casued the partial building colapse that injured the doctor and trapped them in the suits? He is right that Danna needs to move on and accept being a woman. But is that self serving or not. IE If she is happy as a woman, then he dosen't feel guilty?

Donna is right, Jerry is reckless to the point he may get killed or caught and disected to learn the secrets of the suits. I have a strange feeling Jerry has the hots for Donna despite her being his former male best friend and he is torn by it. He can get out of the suit -- thousgh I thought that takes Donna's help -- and have his old girlfriend again but Donna, she make a Playboy Centerfold pale in comparison and she is increaingly a real woman. And she will remain that beautiful and powerful for several hundred years, maybe more, Dr Fine was not sure, if my memory serves.

Jerry needs to grow up more than Donna but as Penny says they did okay given the circumstances. Jerry still sees this as Marvel/DC comics but Donna is right, the comics don't aply. They have real vilians after them, though they finally know who they are. Maybe Jerry has got his wish -- since they know where the bad guys lab is -- this maybe an appropriate time and reason for Clobering Time or some other comic book clice' exclamation for a big fight.

Why did the suit stop her cring. Does it have a self preservation function built in and it senced Donna was near to a nervous breakdown? Will she or is she soon to be a fertile woman and would her children inherit his old geans or some hybrid mix of his and the genetic aterations othe suit is doing to make hin into her?

If Fine can't get her out of the suit -- if his emergencey message recorded in the suit was correct -- could he instruct Donna to *tell* the suit to make her male again? and similar looking to his original body? If it can make him female why not? Or is it a one way only, one time only per body transformation? More hidden files, you fiend?

Great stuff. Good to see the kids have both private good guys and the police on their side.

John in Wauwatosa

John in Wauwatosa

Congrats, John!

((I had to look it up. I remember reading it and the sudden switch you put on in the last chapter and then the story not being completed. So the alien technology behind the devices he took was recorded by Dr Fine's alien tech via some hiden link or did that group help him at some point? Does this mean you intend to go back to your earlier story and rework it or complete it to tie in with Transformers?))

You got it in one! You win the brand spanking new, shiny, one of a kind NO PRIZE!!!

Somewhere in the back of what I laughingly call a mind, there was a reason I couldn't complete "Luck Be A Lady." I think I realized that it needed...something, but I didn't know what. Finally it hit me, as I was writing Transformers, that what it needed was a "bad guy", not just some phantom "governmental, black ops" thing.

So, in answer to your question, Yes. I DO plan to TRY to dovetail LBAL with T(SO). This is gonna be a gargantuan task and I ask for everyone's patience while I work out the details and plots. Bear with me, and I will do my very best not to disappoint you.

((I have long thought Identity Kit was Prudence Walkers attempt -- an enjoyable one -- at a story using a part alien/part human reconstructed device like your hero/heroine found.))

"Identikit" by Prudence Walker, my dear friend, life saver, and confidant, is a marvelous story, written by a truly gifted writer. She took a random thought I had, fleshed it out and gave it life. It had nothing to do with the devices found by my characters in LBAL.

As for the rest of it...well, you'll just have to wait and see. Sort of like you keep us waiting for the next amazing episode of your wonderful Whateley Academy Story, "Timeout." HINT, HINT!! *giggle*

I'm pleased that the conflict between Donna and Jerry is having the effect on the readers that I'd hoped it would. It was difficult, writing that scene, so to know that it had the effect it apparently is having, mean a lot to me.

Warmest regards from,
Catherine Linda Michel

As a T-woman, I do have a Y chromosome... it's just in cursive, pink script. Y_0.jpg

Thanks everyone.

Your responses tell me that I'm going in the right direction. I'm so pleased that the story is engaging enough for you readers and writers to be speculating on where I'm going with it and what's going to happen next.

Seriel stories seem to have become my style of writing. I love the thought of ending each chapter with a sort of "cliff-hanger" and I can see, by the hit counts, if not by the comments, that you readers like it as well.

To everyone who's read and/or commented on my stories, from the bottom of my heart, Thank You!

Warm, fuzzy huggles from,
Catherine Linda Michel

As a T-woman, I do have a Y chromosome... it's just in cursive, pink script. Y_0.jpg

Protectors

Wow what a great chapter, I am sure Donna and Jerry will find a way, but Jerry sure is immature. I can see why Donna takes the lead.

I feel for Donna, she has to be going crazy realizing she is now a woman for all time. I wonder if Dr. Fine will ever wake up and realize what has happened. Will he be able to give Donna good news?

Interesting ending, connecting with the end of the 'Luck be a Lady' story which if I recall had a hanging ending also? I hadn't realized it was one of your stories Catherine, but now I see it is. I'm looking forward to finding out why all of a sudden you are making a reference to it now? Like John said, are you going to finish that other story finally?

Good job, keep up the good work. I meant to post this the day I read the story but got sidetract so I appologise. This evening made me remember I had to make a comment.

Looking forward to the next episode.

Hugs
joni W