"Hello, is anybody there?"
"Look, if you don't say anything then I'm going to hang up. I've got better things to do than just sit here and..."
"... need ... you ..."
"Excuse me? What did you say? Who is this? If this is some kind of..."
"What the... Who in the hell is this? Answer me!"
"Jim, is that you? Answer me, damnit! Hello?"
"Jim!" Simon yelled as the line went dead. Immediately, he hung up and then dialed the station. "Rhonda, I just got a phone call. I think that Ellison and Sandburg are in trouble. I'm headed to their location now, but I want you to contact the local authorities and let them know that there may be a problem. What? Yes, they're at their usual spot."
Hanging up the phone once again, Simon grabbed his coat and then raced outside to his car. "Can't you two ever do anything without getting into trouble?" he growled. "If you two have managed to get yourselves hurt again, then I going to kick both of your asses."
* * *
"Did you get a hold of him?"
"Yeah, but it was a bad connection. I don't know if he heard me or not. I'll try again later."
"Later may be too late."
* * *
Coming to a screeching halt, Simon jumped out of his car and ran into the ranger station.
"Can I help you?"
"Yes, I'm Captain Banks and..."
"Oh yeah, your secretary gave us a call. Look, we haven't had any reports of problems in the area and..."
"I don't care if you've received any reports or not, my men are up there and I think that they're in trouble," Simon interrupted.
"Alright, Sir," the man replied. "If you'll wait just a moment, I'll have a ranger take you up to their location."
"Hurry it up," Simon ordered. "I'll be waiting outside."
Going back outside, Simon grabbed a backpack from his trunk. Just as he finished putting it on, a man came out of the building and walked over to him.
"Hi, I'm James Jackson," the man greeted.
Impatient, Simon asked, "You ready to go?"
"Yeah, my jeep is right over here."
After they had been driving for a while, James asked, "So, have you know these guys long?"
"So what makes you so sure that they're in trouble?"
"They're Ellison and Sandburg."
"I know their names," James replied. "I just want to know why you think that something is wrong."
"I told you," Simon said, "they're Ellison and Sandburg."
Confused, James didn't say anything else.
* * *
"You want to try again?"
"I did a little while ago. The signal keeps fading in and out."
"Do you think that he heard anything you said before?"
"A couple of words maybe. I don't know."
"I hope so."
"Well, either he did or he didn't. I guess it doesn't make a whole lot of difference."
"Wrong. It makes a difference. A big difference. If he doesn't get up here..."
"I know. I know."
"We'll never hear the end of it, you know."
"It isn't like this is our fault."
"He'll still blame us."
"Tell me about it."
* * *
Finally reaching Jim and Blair's location, Simon climbed out of the jeep and began yelling. "Jim? Blair? Where are you? Can you hear me?"
"Anyone within a mile of here can hear you." A voice called out from behind Simon.
Spinning around, Simon exclaimed, "Jim, thank God. I was so worried. Where's Blair? He is okay? Are you okay? What happened? What's wrong?"
"Wrong?" Jim asked. "What are you talking about?"
"That phone call," Simon explained. "You said that you needed me, that something had happened to Sandburg."
"Sandburg is fine, Simon," Jim stated. "We both are. We were just calling you because..."
Walking up beside Jim, Blair finished, "Because we knew you'd never forgive us if we didn't."
"Forgive you?" Simon asked. "What in the hell are you two talking about?"
Grinning, Blair brought his hand out from behind his back. "We knew you wouldn't want to miss out on this," he said. Holding up the multitude of fish that he and Jim had caught, he added, "I mean, the fish are biting like crazy. Even you'd be able to catch something this time."
Simon stared at Blair and Jim. Then he stared at the fish that Blair held. Then he stared up at Blair and Jim again. Shaking his head, he began to laugh. "Well I hope that you've got an extra pole because for some reason, I accidentally left mine at home."
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