They're Calling for You- ep I

"Henry? Henry?"

"Henry, they already see us," Carol said.

"Keep calm," Henry roughed past the man who had called him. "It's just one guy and so far he's only noticed me." For a big guy he could move. Carol ran four miles a day and she struggled to keep up with him as he dragged her by the arm.

They stopped at the rental desk and he hid her behind his bulk, giving a light shove and letting her go. Stay near, look inconspicuous, that shove said. Whatever this weirdness was, it seemed to be a longer process the farther they were away from each other.

With Henry's size, deep voice and wily hair the only thing keeping him from looking like a man crossed with a bear were his glasses and lab coat. Carol wondered why he still had that on. He'd torn it in the middle almost to his back in their fight to get out the lab.

They couldn't be more opposite. Carol wore her leopard print skirt, high heels, and gold jacket and had platinum blonde hair. Henry stuck out like a forest fire by his size alone. She was a poet, he was a scientist. Well, struggling, not-successful-so-far poet.

She had lived the city streets but needed something new. She'd been guided to Unity Labs in the Yellow Pages and the name told her enough.