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    "Dawn, could you make a lot of breakfast and very strong coffee this morning?"
    "Okay. I'm still going to make the tea and soup for dad, is everything okay?
    "Well, Reilly should be here in probably about an hour, and currently Thunderbolt and Needle were up all night working... yes?" he inquired as a peculiar expression crossed her face.
    "Um. Nothing," she said after a moment, still looking disturbed. "Up all night working—I'll make some coffee, extra strong or double black, whatever. I gotta go talk to my dad." She went down the hall and knocked lightly at the door to his room, opened it at his mumbled response. "Dad? Apparently there's an emergency meeting with Reilly, he's on his way out, something happened. Scott doesn't seem overly happy about it, he's requesting extra coffee and extra breakfast."
    "Scott's requesting coffee?"
    "For everyone else. I made some tea and miso soup for you... for this morning, I don't know if you want anything else for convalescence."
    He felt better than he had yesterday, but that wasn't saying much.
    "Um. Do you remember the feeling that I got when that Sabertooth lady was coming into down?" she asked.
    "Yeah." Uh-oh.
    "There's—here's something here," she said quietly.
    "In the base?" he asked immediately, very awake now. "Or in the city?"
    "No, no. In the city. It's the same sort of... thing."
    "Okay, I'll bring it up. We'll keep an eye out, thanks for telling me."

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