{"sf1_id":44738,"sf2_id":"dePgg0k1","title":"Can You See Me Now? (Pt. 4 of 5)","author":"MixedUpPup","words":4530,"posted_at":"2008-02-28T02:53:00.000Z","tags":["Fantasy","Kissing","M/M","No-Yiff","Plot Development","Secret Love","Series","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/44738-can-you-see-me-now-pt-4-of-5","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/dePgg0k1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/ee/6e/ee6eb22e-2cae-4b94-9c69-5b1567e8008e","description":"#4 of Can you see me now?","content":"~Stupid disclaimer thingy~ Ya adult content blah blah blah. Although there's no adult content in this story, There is definately M/M contact here. Just warning you, k? Enjoy Everyone!  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \nThe next morning, Coda woke with a smile, a deep breath, and a heavy sigh. \"Did you  \never,\" He thought as he rolled out of bed, finding his old pair of pajamas that lay there  \nwrinkled on the floor. \"That life is just teasing you...? That it sucks to live, but you just  \ncan't get enough...?\" He looked in the mirror and combed his frayed headfur and nodded,  \nsmiling.  \n  \nThis moment of acceptance of oneself was ruined, however, by that obtrusive  \n14-ring-bell that clanged every time someone half-hazardly pushed the button located on  \nthe front door.  \n  \n\"It's that Adam again,\" Jack's voice pierced through the silence, making Coda buzz  \nwith excitement.  \n  \n\"Can you,\" Coda started to ask, turning around to see Jack hanging half in, half out of  \nthe wall. \"like... See through walls or something?\"  \n  \n\"No,\" Jack replied with a grin, floating over. \"I can read minds, though.\" He wiggled his  \neyebrows and threw a look that screamed \"Just tell me your secret\".  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Coda froze. \"THAT'S NOT FAIR?!\" He shouted in his head as he started backing up from  \nthe approaching specter. \"How come YOU get special mind reading powers and I  \nDON'T!?\"  \n  \n\"Cause I'm dead,\" He giggled morbidly, answering him as he reaching his paw out  \ntowards Coda's crotch. A cool wave rushed over it, like nothing he had ever felt before,  \nwhich made him try to back up even further. In the way, though, was his dresser, which,  \nupon a closer look, had carvings of cartoonish wolf heads giggling at him.  \n  \n\"Whoa Jack!\" Coda tried to stop this sudden burst of lust that had the red wolf going  \nfor him, but nothing could help. He just kept sending waves of frigid pleasure that  \nechoed from his loins, to his heels, then to his chest, then to his head. Everything was  \nvibrating at once until he could feel himself being lifted off the ground.  \n  \n\"Kiss me Coda,\" Jack said longingly, staring, trying to take his attention away from the  \ndoorbell that was now going crazy.  \n  \n\"I,\" Coda could only muster before he closed his eyes and moved, locking lips with the  \nspirit. What was different, though, was he could actually feel it. The cool waves stopped  \nand were replaced by swift bursts of agony, making Coda grimace as he felt Jack's  \ntongue slide in, forcefully gaping his muzzle open.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Moments passed before a cackle rang as he pulled away. Coda ripped open his eyes  \njust in time to see a blade fall, cutting into his chest, just below the collarbone. His  \nroom had faded into darkness now as a silhouette blinked its illuminated green eyes as  \nit laughed manically, sawing the blade back and forth with it's fingertips. Snapping  \nechoed through his neck as crimson dots dripped.  \n  \n\"You will make a nice addition, you will,\" He said, teeth glimmering from some unseen  \nlight.  \n  \n  \n  \n\"NO!\" Coda screamed, flying up from the pillow he was holding. He was breathing  \nheavily as sweat matted the fur on his forehead. And for some unknown reason, he  \nbegan to cry. What else could he do? Nothing but sit there and sob, that's what.  \n  \nMinutes passed painfully slow as he stared at his dresser, which had replaced the  \ngiggling wolf heads with some traditional Celtic designs.  \n  \n\"It was just...\" He whispered after his breaths had become less patchy. He looked at  \nthe giant alarm clock that sat beside his bed before he continued. \"...a nightmare...  \nThat's all it was...\" He caught a glance of the time, which was around 5:00, before he lay  \nback down, grasping the pillow he had been holding before he woke up and squeezed,  \nshivering a little. He opened his eyes again and gave a heavy sigh.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Why do I have to drool on everything a sleep on...?\"  \n  \n  \n  \nThe next couple hours chopped between fast and slow motion as Coda dozed and  \nwoke again, each segment complete with its own dream and nightmare.  \n  \nFinally, grunting at the aggravation his imagination was causing him, he rampaged out  \nof bed and slammed his bathroom door.  \n  \nTurning on his shower, he sighed, looking at the clock mounted in his wall which read  \n7:45. \"I...\" He groaned as he removed his pants, fluffing his tail in the mirror. \"...should  \nstill be asleep. I shouldn't even be thinking about waking up yet...\"  \n  \n\"Yeah,\" Came a voice from behind him, making his heart skip a beat as adrenaline  \nfilled his veins. \"What exactly are you doing up?\"  \n  \nHe turned around, wide-eyed, to see Jack hanging upside-down from the ceiling. He  \nwas speechless as the dreams from only a couple hours ago started screaming, making  \nhis ears ring.  \n  \n\"Well?\" Jack asked after a moment or so. \"What's up with you?\" He floated down,  \nslowly rounding his way as he checked for what was the matter. \"You look like you've  \nseen a ghost or something?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Ha!\" He managed to squeak out before hiding behind the shower curtain. \"That's certainly a good one... a good joke...\" All he could thing about was kissing him just before  \nhe stabbed. Then his thoughts reverted back to when he considered seeing a therapist,  \nwhich seemed like the best thing for him to do. That's when he decided to dedicate  \ntoday to seeking help.  \n  \n\"These dreams can't just be from nothing...\" He thought.  \n  \n\"Hey!\" Jack, who was floating out of view thank to the curtain, snapped his ghostly  \nfingers which brought Coda, daydreaming, back to reality. \"You're acting really weird  \ntoday...? Is everything alright, Coda?\"  \n  \n\"Everything's fine,\" He murmured, lying through his teeth which only added to the  \nguilt. He added quickly, \"I'm heading out today, though.\"  \n  \n\"How?\" Jack asked. \"You don't have a car, do you?\" He crossed his ghostly paws, which  \ncould still be seen through his transparent forearms. He threw out an aura of curiosity  \nmixed with annoyance which only helped the awkward part of the situation.  \n  \n\"I'm gonna call my brother to take me,\" Coda said nervously. His skin was beginning to  \nswell with water as he just stood in the shower with the water running over. All the  \nwhile, he shouted in his head \"Crap... I could have been done by now if Jack wasn't  \nplaying twenty-million questions on the other side of the curtain...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Well...\" Jack said after a shade of silence covered the room. \"I guess I'll just see you  \nlater then?\" He sounded hurt, almost.  \n  \n\"He couldn't be upset could he?\" Coda asked himself as he looked from behind the  \ncurtain, watching the ghost fade through the floor. \"Well he DID stab me...\" He scoffed  \nbefore his paw shot up, covering his muzzle.  \n  \n\"Who stabbed you?\" Jack looked concerned as his head, the only thing left sticking  \ninside the bathroom, turned as if on a pivot chair. He followed up with the cocking of it,  \nwhile Coda quickly shook his head, giving him a face that said \"Oh my god just leave!\"  \nwhich proved ineffective seeing as his paws were covering pretty much half of it.  \n  \n\"...kay?\" Jack said, raising a red, bushy eyebrow. \"Well... I'll see you tonight. There's  \nsomething I want to talk to you about.\"  \n  \n\"You got it!\" The waterlogged wolf shot out quickly, trying desperately to avoid the  \nsituation. He paused and shouted \"Wait!\" which caught Jack's attention just before he  \nleft. \"You can't read minds can you?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"What?\" Jack asked, bewildered. \"No? What gave you that idea?\"  \n  \n\"Nothing...\"  \n  \nJack just shrugged as he stuck his paw up as he sunk, waving goodbye slowly as he  \nfell through until there was nothing left but the awkward shade, which still loomed as  \nCoda soaked alone.  \n  \n  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n  \n  \n\"So...?\" Adam said, sitting with his shades. \"Why did I have to rush over here in fifteen  \nseconds, only to wait for you for about fifteen minutes?\"  \n  \n\"Heh...\" Coda said, doing up his seatbelt. He sat for a second after doing so, thinking if  \nhe should spill it. \"I... need to go see a therapist, Adam. I have some things I need to  \nget out into the open.\"  \n  \nAdam turned off the engine to his new minivan, which still had that new car smell  \nfloating around everywhere. \"And why can't you talk to me about it?\" He looked over the  \nrim of his glasses as if to say \"What the hell... I'm your brother. You should tell me  \neverything...\"  \n  \n\"It's a...\" Coda quickly scanned his mind, looking for anything that would slightly cover  \nhim. \"...It's a writing problem. Yeah! I have writers block and it's recommended that you  \ngo see a therapist.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The wolf in the driver's seat raised an eyebrow. \"Are you telling the truth, Coda...? I  \nAM a detective. I can find out things about stuff like this, ya know.\"  \n  \n\"I... know,\" Coda stammered, suddenly feeling nervous. He hated lying to his brother  \nbut it wasn't like he had a choice. If he really DID tell him what was going on, Adam  \nwould send him to psycho-bin, where he would have to see a bunch of therapists. This  \nwas obviously a better option. \"Can we just go?\"  \n  \nAdam just shook his head, tossing him a pair of sunglasses. \"The sun's bright today.  \nPut those on.\" He started the van and took off down Fangelo.  \n  \nThe whole ride was as awkward as the episode Coda had with Jack in his bathroom. No  \nwords were passed and the sun was the only thing that seemed bright about that whole  \nsituation, and that was only because it was an abnormally clear day.  \n  \nCoda just watched the lines on the roads pass, trying to count them but failing  \nbecause they were flying by too fast. Adam, on the other side, was listening to a new  \nCD his wife burnt him, complete with hits from The Tiger-Wolves, Clawson, and Flying  \nFur Fighters from Mars.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"At least his wife has a good taste in music,\" Coda thought as he gave up on line  \ncounting and watched the trees/telephone poles fly by.  \n  \n  \n  \nFinally, after what seemed like a hundred years in that minivan, they made it to a red  \nbricked building marked \"The Dragon-Horse Practice\". Adam pulled hard into the parking  \nlot, where he slid into the closest parking spot available. Coda stepped out and headed  \nover to Adam's side.  \n  \n\"Do I have to wait for you...\" He demanded as he rolled down the window. He kept his  \nview on the dashboard and waited for a reply before hightailing it out of there.  \n  \n\"I can call you,\" Coda said with a sincere smile, putting his paw on Adam's forearm,  \ncausing him to jump a little. \"But don't take it personally. If it bothers you that much,  \nI'll tell you someday soon, okay?\"  \n  \nAdam just scoffed before throwing it in reverse. He floored the peddle and was gone in  \na flash, leaving his brother to walk in alone. He just sighed as he opened the glass door,  \nair-conditioning welcoming him as he looked around. The room gave off a vibe of  \nwelcoming, while all the while keeping a sort of sinister look. Upon a closer look, he  \nnoticed the black symbols decorating the walls.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Cool aren't they?\"  \n  \nCoda turned to see a wolf in dark shaded coat with a collar around his neck. He held  \nhis paws behind his back and smiled warmly.  \n  \n\"Yeah,\" He replied, looking further around the room. They were everywhere.  \n  \n\"Do you know what any of them mean?\" The wolf asked, interested.  \n  \n\"Ummm..\" Coda said as he looked around more closely. \"I know this one means love,\"  \nHe pointed to the famous Chinese symbol with his paw as the wolf took a closer look.  \n  \n\"Ah,\" He laughed. \"That is correct! Do you know any others?\"  \n  \nCoda just shook his head with a slight grin. He took a second look before the wolf  \nstarted to speak again.  \n  \n\"I'm Doctor Liode,\" He said, holding out a paw. \"And I welcome you to Dragon-Horse.\"  \n  \n\"Thanks,\" Coda said, rubbing the back of his head while he shook. \"I... uh... need to  \nmake an appointment for today sometime.\"  \n  \nDr. Liode took out a pen and pad of paper, opening it while adjusting his fancy-framed  \nglasses. \"Ah,\" He said, tapping the air in front of the pad with his pen. \"I seem to have  \nan opening this afternoon,\" He looked up with a heartwarming smile. \"In about four  \nhours. Does that work for you?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Four hours...\" Coda sighed as he made eye contact. \"Yeah that sounds fine.\"  \n  \n\"Okay,\" Dr. Liode said, putting away his notes. \"But my first appointment is here so I  \nshall see you at 4.\"  \n  \nCoda nodded his head with a smile. \"Thanks.\" He moved over to the array of cushioned  \nchairs in the waiting room and sat down. The chair let air escape as the pad compressed,  \nmaking an interesting sound Coda cocked his head to. Then he began twiddling his  \nthumbs as he watched the clock slowly tick away the four hours he was to wait there.  \n  \n  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n  \n  \nAdam, who was still on the road by this time, jumped slightly as his cell phone rang in  \nhis pocket.  \n  \n\"Damnit...\" He said as he leaned side to side, trying to wrench the vibrating device  \nfrom it's confined home, all the while still keeping his eyes on the road. \"Hello!\" He  \nanswered in his annoyingly aggravated tone.  \n  \n\"Mr. Mugsly,\" Came the voice of his \"inside man\", a Mole named Max. \"We have  \ndisturbing news.\"  \n  \n\"I.M.,\" Adam greeted him gladly. \"I've been on the edge of my seat since we've last  \ntalked.\" He pulled over down a side street and pulled out his laptop, which had been  \nintegrated with the dashboard of his new minivan. \"What've you got for me?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"They've caught wind of you,\" I.M. said swiftly. \"They've sent Superior Cell and his  \ndrone on your trail.\"  \n  \nAdam typed quickly on his computer, pulling up the info on this Superior Cell. A picture  \nloaded on the screen as information streamed down the page. \"Jamie Centre...\" He read  \noff the page. \"Wanted for various murders across B.C. Known as the Superior Cell from  \nhis first killing on a wolf name... Jack Folley?\"  \n  \n\"Killed with a knife.\" I.M. cut in. \"But he hasn't used once since. His tool of destruction  \nis his paw-made pistol he usually carries in his coat.\"  \n  \n\"It doesn't say where he can be found.\" Adam sighed, looking through page upon page  \nof information on the fox.  \n  \n\"How could it?\" I.M. scoffed. \"He moves after every killing and he doesn't have a  \nknown hideout or lair. He hasn't been seen on the streets and he doesn't have any  \nhangouts. No close friends, seeing as he's killed them all... no nothing.\"  \n  \n\"That must cost him a lot of cake,\" Adam replied, furiously typing.  \n  \n\"It is said that he's connected with the Five Feathers Organization,\" I.M. told him.  \n\"And I've heard that he's their best man.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Well,\" Adam rubbed his paws together as he put away his laptop, closing the  \ncompartment where it was held. \"Bring them on, I say.\"  \n  \n\"Be careful, Mugsly,\" I.M. said before he hung up. Adam then started his van, taking a  \nminute to let the reality of everything set in before throwing it in gear to begin the drive  \nhome. Where, no doubt, his clueless wife was waiting for him with tea in her paws, not  \nknowing what was to happen to him in just a few days time.  \n  \n  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n  \n  \nFour hours later, Coda was found curled on the floor of The Dragon-Horse's waiting  \nroom, where the secretary, a feline whose nametag introduced herself as Mrs. Orangbu,  \ntapped him on the shoulder till he was awake. The wolf opened his eyes and wiped the  \ndrool off the side of his cheek, groaning as he sat up.  \n  \nMrs. Orangbu gave him a heartfelt smile before pointing to her watch, which made him  \nrealize what she was bothering him for.  \n  \n\"Right!\" He said as he shot up to his feet in an instant. \"Sorry about... ya know...  \nDrooling on your floor.\"  \n  \nThe feline moved her paws, saying thank you with her smile. It then occurred to him  \nthat the secretary was deaf, which confused him. He didn't even know how to say hello  \nin sign language, so he just waved before he walked quickly out of the room, following  \nthe signs that lined the walls.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He peered through some of the windows that revealed the insides of each room. The  \nfirst had an old looking badger, playing acoustic guitar to a middle-aged stork, who was  \nbawling his eyes out.  \n  \n\"Musical Therapy,\" Coda thought, remembering an ad he saw online sometime ago.  \nThe next room showed a beaver with several things hooked to his fingers. To his right  \nwas another badger, this time younger, who was revealing certain cards. He could see  \nthe beaver answer one of his questions before his face twitched and his body jolted.  \n  \n\"Shock Therapy...\" He thought as he moved on. \"Can I find the Conventional Therapy  \nroom please?\"  \n  \n\"So,\" He heard a familiar voice say from down the hall. He handed a distressed looking  \nk-9, probably a mutt, an orange bottle that rattled. \"Just take one of those once a day  \nand you're suicidal thoughts will melt away.\" He gave the mutt a sincere smile before  \nholding up one of his fingers. \"Just remember. 1!\"  \n  \nThe response was a wide grin as the mutt mimicked the one finger salute, still holding  \nthe orange bottle in the very same paw. He bounded off before Coda came into view,  \nwhich he awkwardly stepped into as he pretended to admire the further symbolic  \nwallpaper.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"My next patient!\" He said, holding out his arms as if waiting to be hugged.  \n  \n\"Heee...\" Coda blushed as he slowly moved in, embracing his first real being in what  \nseemed like an eternity. It was an entirely new feeling to him to hug something that  \ngenerated its own heat, and suddenly Dr. Liode's form turned into that of Jack. Normal,  \nbrown fur, devilish grey-blue eyes, and a scent that knocked him off his feet.  \n  \n\"Sorry, kid,\" Dr. Liode said before he gently pushed Coda away. \"I'm happily mated, ya  \nknow.\" He stuck his tongue out like a teenager and invited him into his office.  \n  \nInside was pretty much the same atmosphere as the rest of the place. Two cushioned  \nchairs took up the middle of the room while the patterns on the wall accented the black  \nleather and carpet that lay on the floor. At the far wall lay a desk with a computer and a  \ncouple picture frames. So basically, when you think of a therapist's office, this is pretty  \nmuch what you get.  \n  \n\"Maybe there's some secret therapy layout that gets people to spill their guts...?\" Coda  \nthought, looking around for some sort of hidden camera or wire that recorded what he  \nwas about to say.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"You can sit,\" Dr. Liode said as he focused on a clipboard he was holding. \"I'm just  \nfilling out some paperwork about this that I'm going to need you to sign, okay?\"  \n  \n\"That's fine,\" Coda replied, sitting on what he could only explain as the most  \ncomfortable chair on the planet. \"So THIS is what it must feel like to sit on your own puff  \nof smoke!\" He thought, settling in, feeling the need to fall back asleep again.  \n  \n\"So,\" The wolf said as he scribbled his pen on paper, trying to keep the silence out of  \nthe room. \"What exactly are you here for, anyway?\"  \n  \n\"Ummm...\" Coda stammered, suddenly racking his brain for a quick excuse that would  \nsort of answer his questions without telling him everything. \"Well I think I'm in love...  \nwith someone who I shouldn't exactly be in love with.\"  \n  \nThe doctor perked his ears, looking up from the clipboard. \"I think I know what your  \npoint is,\" He said getting up. He moved to Coda's chair and wrapped his arms around  \nhim. \"It's okay to be gay nowadays, ya know? You don't exactly need to go see a  \ntherapist about it. That what experimentation is for.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Kay...\" Coda sighed, annoyed at the obvious advice. \"That's not what I meant.\" He  \npaused and corrected. \"Well... That's not EXACLTY what I mean...\"  \n  \n\"Oh,\" Dr. Liode returned to his chair, feeling awkward about the sudden contact. \"Well,  \ngo on then? What seems to be the problem?\"  \n  \n\"I'm...\" Coda giggled nervously. \"...sort of...\"  \n  \nDr. Liode kept the same look that said \"..Well?\" on his face as he gave up on the  \npaperwork, setting it aside on the table in between them.  \n  \n\"I'm in love with a ghost...\" He quickly spat out before covering his muzzle. His face  \nbegan to burn as he blushed until his fur was tinted pink. All the while, Dr. Liode's facial  \nexpression hadn't changed from its original sincerity.  \n  \n\"Lower your paws,\" He smiled, leaning in. That's when Coda noticed a small scar under  \nhis eye, which hadn't been visible until now. \"Let's just say I can understand where  \nyou're coming from.\"  \n  \n\"Okay?\" Coda leaned in as well. \"But that doesn't help me in the slightest bit, no  \noffence.\"  \n  \n\"It's okay,\" Dr. Liode replied, still peppering his speech with bits of glee. \"What's this  \nspecter's name?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Jack Folley,\" Coda said, proudly. It was strange to talk to someone else living about  \nthis, but it felt good. Great even. \"And I can't get him out of my mind...\"  \n  \n\"I have a story to tell you,\" The wolf said, sitting back, getting comfortable. \"And it's  \none you're not going to believe.\"  \n  \n\"Try me...\" Coda said, also laying back. \"It's not like I'm capable of not believing  \nanyways.\"  \n  \nDr. Liode just nodded his head and began.  \n  \n  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n  \n  \nLater that night, the doors to a certain 4-star restaurant flew open as a disgruntled  \nwolf ran in holding his crotch.  \n  \n\"Bathroom!\" He said as he waved. The waiters each put down their trays to chase him,  \nbut let him go. He tackled the bathroom door to find two souls rough-housing on the  \ntiled floor of the bathroom.  \n  \n\"You never told me souls can inhabit hosts!\" He said, breaking up the fight.  \n  \n\"Coda?\" Reggie, the raccoon said, floating off the ground, leaving the husky to lay  \nthere. \"What are you doing here?!\" He through his arms around him, sending shivers  \ndown his spine.  \n  \n\"Yeah?\" Scubble chuckled, throwing in his own hug. \"We thought you'd have gone  \ninsane by now.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"That aside,\" Coda huffed, finally feeling the effect of his running. \"Tell me about  \nsouls inhabiting people!\"  \n  \n\"How did you find out about that one?\" Scubble replied, lying back on his cream cloud.  \n  \n\"My therapist told me he had a dragon soul lying within him...\" Coda said. \"He showed  \nme the scars on his back from when wings ripped out!\"  \n  \n\"What's your point?\" Reggie cut in. \"Isn't it sort of obvious? If people connect with the  \ndead, then they'll form a bond. Then the soul will stay inside the body. Duh!\"  \n  \n\"Wait...?\" Coda said in thought. \"So if I let you guys in my body... You guys could leave  \nand be free from here? Could it work like that?\"  \n  \n\"Sorry,\" Scubble giggled. \"But as my pudgy friend said. You have to form a bond with  \nthem, and once their in, they're staying there.\"  \n  \n\"Who's this kook that told you this anyway?\" Reggie asked him, raising a green-tinted  \neyebrow.  \n  \n\"Heh,\" Coda laughed. \"He's my new therapist, ya know?\"  \n  \n\"Sounds like he's the one who needs therapy,\" Scubble commented. \"Especially since  \nhe's with a dragon. If that thing reared all pissed-like, fur would fly.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Coda nodded and smiled. \"I'm here with him now, ya know? He's with his mate and  \nall.\"  \n  \n\"I gotta see this guy,\" Reggie said, rubbing his paws together.  \n  \nScubble agreed and both followed the wolf into the bar, where Dr. Liode and his mate,  \na fox named Sam, sat laughing. They both greeted and welcomed him to sit as the two  \nphantoms followed with caution.  \n  \n\"Wait,\" Dr. Liode stiffened as he perked his ears. His voice started to deepen as his  \nhandsome eyes faded to black. \"I sense... others among us.\"  \n  \n\"Shit,\" Scubble said as he hid with Reggie behind Coda. \"He's sensed us now...\"  \n  \n\"What's going on?\" Coda said as he tried to scoot his chair a step away from Dr. Liode,  \nwho was apparently going super-saiyan.  \n  \n\"That's what happens,\" Sam said, speaking up finally after a silent car ride to the  \nrestaurant. \"When Liode senses souls near. The dragon in him comes to see, ya know?\"  \n  \n\"Glad you're so calm about it,\" Coda replied, on edge that Liode's piercing-dark eyes  \nwere focused on him. Sam just shrugged his shoulders and giggled as he sipped his  \ndrink, which was steaming.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"You guys...\" Liode started to say before his voice lightened and his gaze of kindness  \nreturned. \"... Are good-hearted...\"  \n  \n\"Well,\" Scubble replied from behind Coda, raising his paw as he spoke. \"We don't  \nreally have hearts anymore...\"  \n  \n\"Ugh...\" Reggie sighed as Coda began to laugh.  \n  \n\"Can I ask you one question, Doc?\" He asked.  \n  \nDr. Liode looked at him with eyebrows raised. \"Yes?\"  \n  \n\"Can you not do that again ever?\"  \n  \n\"Only if you start calling me Liode, then.\"  \n  \n\"Deal!\"  \n  \n\"Okay,\" Liode smiled, turning to Sam as he brushed his soft white fur, making him mur  \nand blush slightly. He whispered something and kissed him on the cheek, which made  \nCoda's brain fire to thoughts of Jack.  \n  \n  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n  \n  \nDarkness fell before a cell phone rang, stirring fox who slept with his back propped up  \nagainst the wall.  \n  \n\"Yeah,\" He answered after he flipped it open.  \n  \n\"We need you on the move now. Co-ordinates have been set and equipment had been  \nplaced inside your vehicle.\"  \n  \n\"We still have 2 more days,\" The fox replied with a yawn as he slit his evergreen eyes.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"He's on to us, Cell. He had an inside mole from day 1. He's better then we thought.\"  \n  \nA gunshot fired over the earpiece before the fox could continue. \"I'm on it. Expect his  \nbody in the mail by the morning.\"  \n  \nThe fox sat up, rubbed his eyes and kicked the lynx beside him, who was face-down in  \na salad.  \n  \n\"Get up, Trim, we have to move right away.\"  \n  \n\"Five more minutes...\" He yawned as he rolled over.  \n  \n\"We don't HAVE five minutes!\" Another swift kick to the side was all he needed before  \nhe flew up towards the ceiling.  \n  \n\"What's got your tail in a knot?\" Trim groaned as he sat up, rubbing his sore side.  \n  \n\"We have to move. Now!\"  \n  \n\"We got 2 more days!\"  \n  \n\"The boss said Mugsly's on to us. It's either now or never.\" He packed his pistol into  \nhis coats and sheathed a knife under his calf.  \n  \n\"Ya gonna knife him, boss?\" Trim said, packing his own pistol in-between his shirt and  \nhis own beating heart.  \n  \n\"Shut up Trim and let's go!\"  \n\\*\\*\\*  \nPart 4 Everyone. I decided to leave pretty much EVERYTHING till the end, so let's hope it ends up good for everyone =D.  \n=Pup  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Can you see me now?","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/44101-can-you-see-me-now-pt-3-of-5.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/45229-can-you-see-me-now-pt-5-of-5-pt-1.json"}}