SWAT KATS- THE RADICAL SQUADRON

"A Hangar Divided"

By The Professor


"This is Mayor Manx-- HAALP!" came the call over short-wave as the
Turbokat was on routine patrol. It caught both T-Bone and Razor off
guard, seeing as it had been a mostly quiet evening. Earlier that day
they had had the usual war of words with Commander Feral, in which he
swore that he'd unmask the two "hotshot vigilantes", as he always did.
The rest of the day had been quiet until then.

"Hey, buddy, can you find where that call came from?" T-Bone
called from the pilot's seat in front.
"Working on it..." Razor responded from the gunner's chair in
back. "Got it! His mansion in uptown."
"Alright! We're on our way"!
With that, T-Bone pushed the throttle lever forward, and all three
of the Turbokat's engine's flared to life as the jet roared toward
uptown Megakat City.


Commander Feral, on the other hand, was already there. He was
driving through the neighborhood on the way to his own house when his
police scanner picked up the call. "This is Feral!" he called into
the microphone, "Bring me backup- at the Mayor's Mansion!"

His own police cruiser screeched into action as he raced down
another avenue and arrived at the Mayor's front gate. Before he got
out, he heard his niece's voice call over the radio, "Commander, this
is Lieutenant Feral, I'm on my way with a small guard. Any special
equipment?"
The commander took the mic. "Negative, Felina, I'm sure the
mayor's probably just spooked by something. Just don't make it look
like it's as much of a waste of time as it is!"
"Understood. We're on our way. Feral out."

Commander Feral grabbed his shotgun and stepped out of the
cruiser. He walked cautiously up to the gate of the mansion, checking
his blind spots. The mayor was easily spooked, so it was probably
nothing.
Probably.
Still, better safe than dead, Feral checked all around him before
entering his personal code into the gate's access panel. After a few
seconds, the gate ground open, and he cautiously inched his way up to
the front door.

When he arrived, two helicopters made themselves seen and heard as
they landed in the street. A small guard of ten or so Enforcers filed
out of them, he signaled to have them take strategic positions around
the mansion, and when Lt. Felina Feral ran up, he signaled for her to
take the position opposite him on the other side of the doorway. When
all were in position, the Commander counted to three with his fingers,
and both he and Felina broke through the door, sweeping their guns to
look for any trespassers. Two Enforcers followed them, doing the
same.

They then fanned out, searching for any hostiles. Right before
the Commander was to yell out "area secure", a small, green tentacle
lashed out of a nearby closet to knock him down.
Felina reacted instinctually by firing a warning shot above the
closet door, and the tentacle slithered back into the small room. The
Lt. kicked open the door to see the tentacle slither into a hole in
the floor.

The Commander got back up and rubbed a small red welt developing
on his forehead. "What in blazes was that?"
"I don't know, uncle, but it looked like one of Dr. Viper's
creations."
"Viper! I thought we'd gotten that mutated sicko for good."

It was then that the two other Enforcers arrived, looking worried.
"Is everything alright, sir? We heard a gunshot."
"I'm fine. Get to the second floor, and shoot anything green!"


T-Bone engaged the Turbokat's Harrier engines and landed safely on
the Mayor's lawn. As the two SWAT Kats jumped out of the cockpit and
ran towards the entrance to the mansion, an Enforcer started to stop
them, then decided they might help. He would have just "not seen them
enter" on his report.

Razor began scanning the area using his portable X-Ray beam on his
glovatrix, until he finally stopped at the floor. "T-Bone! I'm
getting traces of Catalyst 99 directly below us! You know what that
means..."
"Yeah. That sick snake Viper! Let's kick some mutated tail!"

The two kats quickly found a staircase, and ran down only to have
several small mushrooms attack them. The mutated mushrooms bared
small fangs and spikes, and apparently some way to move, because they
were flinging themselves at the SWAT Kats. T-Bone drew his Glovatrix
and fired a Mini-Tarpedo, throwing a great number of them back and
sticking them to the wall. A mushroom "brigade" charged Razor, only
to be netted by a missile from his Glovatrix.

After the last of the Shiitake menace had been dealt with, the two
kats arrived at the bottom step, and were quickly disabled by two
large tentacles. The large, green vines knocked them alongside the
head, knocking them both unconscious.


Feral's team had done a sweep of the second floor, only to come
across a broken transmitter and the Mayor's toupee. That was, until
one of the patrolmen fell down a rather large hole in the mayor's
bathroom. The two Ferals and the other patrolman gathered around the
hole, and saw the sprawled body of the first Enforcer lying motionless
on the basement floor, two floors below.

Suddenly a large tentacle leapt up, out of the darkness, and swept
the three kats down into the hole.


T-Bone and Razor bucked wildly against the two large tentacles,
though not getting anywhere. Razor stopped struggling long enough to
study the large green vines, whose origin was unseen-- hidden under
another hole in the basement floor. He tried to move his paw enough
to use his Glovatrix, but the vine's death grip was too strong. After
a few moments, T-Bone realized the futility of struggle, too, and
stopped.

It was then that an Enforcer patrolman fell from an unnoticed hole
in the ceiling, and landed with a crack on the basement floor. Razor
could tell by the way he landed and the sound he made that he'd died
on impact.

Shortly afterwards a tentacle shot out of the hole in the basement
floor, up into the hole in the ceiling, and returned with Commander
and Lieutenant Feral, along with another Enforcer in its grasp. The
two groups were surprised to see each other-- each had expected the
other to come and help them.

That was when two sinister, glowing yellow eyes appeared in the
darkness. A hissing came from the direction of the eyes, which grew
into an evil laugh. A green-striped tail lashed out from the shadows,
and came to rest at a set of large, green, scaled feet, which stepped
out into the light. Half of the evil green kat stood still in the
shadows, but everyone knew who it was.

"How nice of you to join usssss, Commander..." came the voice of
the green kat.
"Viper! Release us at once!" bellowed Commander Feral.
"Oh, but Commander, I have great plansssss for you..."

The rest of the evil form of Doctor Viper stepped into the low
light, his white labcoat singed and torn, his green, scaled skin
rippling. The once proud scientist strolled up to the tentacle
holding the three Enforcers, gave it a gentle stroke, and it dropped
them heavily on the floor.

The patrolmen brought his shotgun to bear, but another mutant
Shitake mushroom jumped at him from the shadows. He screamed in pain
in terror, but the mushroom had used it's spikes to sever his larynx.
Felina moved away from the horror, but it did not attack them. It
simply sat menacingly on the body of the dead Enforcer, waiting for
them to do something stupid.

Luckily, Felina and the Commander had lost their weapons when the
tentacle grabbed them, otherwise they might have done the same thing.

"Let them go, Viper!" T-Bone shouted. "If you need someone for
your twisted experiments--"
Viper let a hiss-chuckle go. "My dear SSSSSWAT Katssss, your time
will be sssssoon enough!"

The mutated snake-kat wandered over to a large green pod sitting
in the corner of the room. "Ssssoon, you all will join your mayor..."

All four kats suddenly realized that a large, bushy tail was
protruding from the back of the pod. "What are you doing to the
mayor, you creep?!" the Commander demanded.
"I am making him into one of my sssservantssss. In a few days, he
will follow my every command!" Viper said, and gently stroked the pod.
"And I suppose you intend to do the same to me?"
"Oh, yessss. But firssst I need one more kat. Once I have deputy
mayor Briggssssss, I will control the three mossst powerful katssss in
Megakat City, and dominion will be mine!!"

While Viper was speaking, one of his mushrooms absentmindedly
wandered near the vine holding the SWAT Kats. When he erupted into
peals of evil laughter, the Shiitake jumped, and poked the tentacle
with one of its spikes. The vine released Razor and T-Bone, and
slithered back into its hole in pain.

The two kats aimed their Glovatrixes at Viper, who in a sweeping
arm motion sent his mushroom "squadron" at them, disappeared down the
hole, first grabbing the Commander with his long, prehensile tail. He
lightly tapped another tentacle, which grabbed the pod containing the
mayor, and the myriad of vines disappeared down the hole in the
basement floor.

T-Bone and Razor fired furiously, gluing the mushrooms to the
walls with Mini-Tarpedos, and Felina had snatched up her fallen
comrade's shotgun and was fragging as many of the Psycho salad bits as
possible. When only a handful were left, they too disappeared into
the hole.

T-Bone was ready to jump in after them, but Razor called out, "We
can't go after him, buddy, we need to protect Callie!"
"Agreed." said Felina. "I'll get some security around the Deputy
Mayor ASAP. Any help you two can offer will be appreciated."

The three kats ran up into their aircraft, determined to stop
Viper from getting to Deputy Mayor Callico Briggs.

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II

Callico Briggs sat on her porch, watching the sunset over the
Megakat City skyline. Her condo afforded an excellent view, one of
the perks of being Deputy Mayor. She had a slow song playing on her
stereo, and a wistful look in her eyes. She knew she was being
over-hopeful... no kat alive would ask her out, simply because they
thought she was so lofty and powerful.

At this rate, Callie thought, she would go out with anyone who
asked. Maybe even the Mayor. But the more she thought about it, the
worse off the idea became. After awhile, she actually laughed at it.

The wind began to blow, and she hugged herself for comfort. Her
pink sweatsuit kept her warm, but not as much as she liked. Her
blonde hair blew in the sudden gust, and she ran a paw through it.
The nights had seemed so much colder...

Her phone began to ring in the living room, and she thought aloud,
"Oh, come on, Callie. Let the machine get it." After the third ring
however, she decided it might be important and raced to answer it.
"Deputy Mayor Briggs." she answered.
"Deputy Mayor, this is Lieutenant Felina Feral at Enforcer
Headquarters. We have reason to believe that Doctor Viper is
targeting the executives of Megakat City, and you may be his next
target. He's already captured the Mayor and my uncle." came the
reply.
"Oh, my. Surely he can't get me here! I'm twenty stories up!"
"We know that, Miss Briggs, which is why we're only posting guards
and having some choppers do routine sweeps of your area. We'll be
keeping a close eye on you, and we suggest you work out of home for
awhile. You'll be easier to protect that way."
"I understand completely. The Mayor and Commander are still alive
then?"
"Yes, so we think. Until Mayor Manx is recovered, though, you're
mayor of Megakat City."

Callie took a moment to think of it. She had thought of running
before, but had never really had the guts to do it. Now, until the
Mayor returned, she was Mayor Briggs.
Her first thought was, "Now I'll NEVER get a date!"

She actually said to Felina: "Thank you, Lieutenant. Keep me
informed."
"Understood... Mayor Briggs. Feral out."

Callie hung up the phone. She strode back onto the porch, taking
her wine glass from the table. Standing on the balcony, she took a
delicate sip from her glass. An Enforcer chopper flew across the
horizon, and Callie removed her glasses to see it properly.

"I guess the SWAT Kats will have to work double time for
awhile..." she said to no one in particular.


Several hours later, the Turbokat landed on the roof of Callie's
building. T-Bone and Razor leaped out of the jet, and were
immediately stopped by one of the maintenance staff for an autograph.
They both grudgingly signed a piece of paper he provided, and they
then proceeded down the elevator shaft to Callie's floor.

"Do you think we're actually getting TOO popular, Razor?" T-Bone
inquired.
"I dunno, buddy, but if this keeps up, it might work against us."
his partner replied.
"Yeah, I can see it now. We're trying to apprehend some bad kat
and we're run over by autograph hounds."
"Well, I'll just have to build a "Fan Detector" into the
Turbokat!"

They both laughed at this as they stepped out of the elevator and
found their way to Callie's room. The two Enforcers at the door let
her know of their arrival, and cleared them to enter.

The SWAT Kats strolled as nonchalantly into her living room as
possible. They both knew the other had the same love for Callie, but
no one had done anything about it. It had been that way for three
years, and showed no signs of changing. T-Bone was the first one to
greet her.

"Miss Briggs, we're here and ready to help. What can we do?" he
asked.
"Well, I guess one of you can stay here while the other patrols in
your jet... if that's okay with you?" she replied.
"Oh, no problem Miss Briggs. I volunteer for first watch." Razor
chimed in.

T-Bone threw his partner a look, but started his way up to the jet
anyway. After he had been in flight for awhile, he looked up at the
picture of Callie on the jet's control panel.

Actually, it was of the three of them. T-Bone sighed, and
considered his feelings for her. He remembered one day when he was in
the mechanic's shop as Chance, and Razor as Jake, when he saw her on
the news.
"That Callie sure is pretty..." Chance had said.
"Yeah, but she'll be pretty mad if we don't get her car running!"
Jake had reminded him.

But one thing they had both known-- she was in love with at least
one of the SWAT Kats, not Jake and Chance, her own mechanics.

T-Bone guided the jet into a gentle curve as he scanned the ground
for any of Dr. Viper's mutant minions, and continued to ponder their
relationship...


Razor took in the view from Callie's balcony, and realized why she
liked it so much. The sunset seemed to last forever as it drifted
behind the tall buildings of downtown. As the last slivers of light
began to disappear behind City Hall, Callie slid up beside him. "It's
beautiful, isn't it?" she said.
"Oh, yes, Miss Briggs. I've never seen anything like it."
"Really? Where do you live?"

Razor threw her a look over his shoulder. "Can you blame me?" she
responded.

Razor decided he couldn't. Enough people had wanted to find out
who the SWAT Kats really were, and almost no one knew they were
mechanics on the edge of the city. Her mechanics...

Whenever he was Jake, Razor longed to be with Callie. When he was
Razor, he was around her almost on a daily basis, yet the two never
coincided. When he was Razor, it was professional. When he was Jake,
he'd always hoped that she would notice him, but Chance always stole
the show.

"Can I offer you a drink, Razor?" Callie inquired.
"Oh, thank you. Do you have any Milk?" Razor responded.
"What do you think I am, an aristocrat?" She quipped, and returned
shortly with a can of milk and a glass of wine for herself. She
raised her glass in toast. "To the capture of that snake, Viper."
"I'll drink to that!"

They did, and Razor caught the Turbokat flying by out of the
corner of his eye.

'Sorry, buddy...' he thought.


T-Bone flew in front of the building, and he could have sworn he
saw the two of them drinking on her porch. "Great. I'm the one with
my tail in the air, and he's the one having drinks with Callie." he
thought aloud.

He once again looked at the photograph of the three of them. It
was a crime in his mind-- he and his best friend in love with the same
she-kat. He tried to distract himself with thoughts of his
short-lived affair with Ann Gora, the ace reporter from Kat's Eye
news.

He remembered what she said: "It was good for our careers, and it
was good physically, T-Bone, but we just live in two different
worlds..."

In his eyes, it might as well have been Callie saying it...


Callie had invited him in from the porch, and Razor had uneasily
sat down in one of her overstuffed chairs in her living room. Seeing
the jet fly by at that time was just a little too odd for him. It was
as if he was starting to enjoy Callie's company, then the Turbokat had
reminded him that the other SWAT Kat felt the same way about her.

"So, tell me, what's it like defending Megakat City from your
perspective?" Callie said, trying to make polite conversation.
"It's... uh... interesting. You see alot of the city from a jet.
You also get to be good friends with the Mayor and Deputy Mayor..."
Razor responded with a smile.

Callie smiled in response and sat down in a chair opposite Razor.
"You don't think it's a bit chilly in here, do you?"
"Oh, not really, Miss Briggs."
"Well, I think it is. Can you get the patio door?"

Razor walked over and shut the door. When he returned, he
discovered that Callie had turned on her gas fireplace. "There. Much
better..." she said, and rubbed her hands by the fire. The SWAT Kat,
a little unsure, walked over and sat down where he had before.

Callie bit her lip, an action unseen by Razor. 'Am I really doing
this?' she thought. 'Dammit Callie, I realize how lonely you are, but
trying to get a SWAT Kat?! Are you nuts?!'

She decided she was. No kat in MKC was going to ask her, so she
was going to make the first move. Even if he was a SWAT Kat.

She turned to Razor, and with a pleasant smile, inquired "What's
the personal life of a SWAT Kat like?"



T-Bone had decided that his shift was over after five hours. He
landed on top of Callie's building, and once again walked to her
condo. When he arrived, Razor and Callie were sitting on her couch,
chatting. "I hate to interrupt, but it's your shift, buddy."

"Oh, sure. I'll be back in five hours, Miss Briggs." Razor
hastily responded.
"Oh, okay. Whenever. Safe flying..." Callie said to Razor as he
walked out.

T-Bone couldn't help the look Razor shot him, and he only shot a
sly look back. After he heard the jet take off, he asked Callie
"Where do you wish me to stand guard, Miss Briggs?"

"Oh, anywhere that's convenient. Won't you have a seat?"
T-Bone sat on the couch at a pretty far distance from the Deputy
Mayor. This is what he'd been waiting for all evening, but now he
wasn't so sure. "Thank you. May I ask what you and my partner
discussed all this time?"
"Oh, not much. I just asked him what being a SWAT Kat was like.
What the kat behind the mask was like..."

Callie removed her glasses and blinked at T-Bone. 'An excellent
maneuver--' she thought to herself. 'But was it timely?'

"Did he tell you anything?" T-Bone responded in a sly tone. 'This
isn't bad conversation,' he thought to himself. 'But is it what you
want?'

"Only that he liked what he did, being a pilot, and being your
friend."

'Ouch!' T-Bone thought. "Well, we've saved the city countless
times together. You get to really know a kat that way." He said.
"I can imagine."

It was a tense silence, and the realization worked its way into
T-Bone's mind. 'Look at the way she's acting! SHE'S hitting on YOU!'
It took him a second to formulate a response.

"So, the life of a Deputy Mayor must be as intense."
Callie laughed. "If you say so. Some kats may like political
drama, but frankly I like real action. The paperwork is the worst
part of it."
"I can imagine."

Callie developed a slight smile. 'Look at the way he's acting!
It's working!' she thought. "Can I get you something to drink?" she
offered.
"Yes, please."

She returned shortly with two glasses and a bottle of wine.
T-Bone couldn't read the name or vintage, but it didn't matter. He
knew where she was headed with it.

The question was, would he go along with it?


Razor returned to the jet and stubbornly piloted the Turbokat into
the skies over MKC. He vented a few quiet exclamations as he almost
lost control in a sudden updraft. "T-Bone should be flying, not me!"
he said, and looked at the photograph that T-Bone had tacked to the 3D
Radar screen. It was of the two of them and Callie, right after they
had saved her from Doctor Viper the first time.

Razor let out a sigh in the quiet of the cockpit. It was a
releasing sigh in many respects; it was a sigh of anger, grief, and
love all at once. It was love, though, not only for Callie, but his
partner whom he'd known as a brother throughout the years. A brother
with whom he'd shared many experiences, and who he always wished to be
best man at his wedding.

The only real damper on it was that they had always wanted the
same she-kat to marry.

Razor adjusted his heading and stared out into open space,
thinking about his brother, and how they were both in love...


T-Bone was rather mystified. More at himself than what Callie was
doing, which would have been confusing enough. She was obviously
trying to put the moves on him, which was something he'd lied awake at
night thinking about.

The odd part was, he wasn't fielding any of it. He was confusing
the hell out of himself.

"Miss Briggs, I think this outsteps the bounds of--" He began.
"T-Bone, it's not all that scandalous. I just want a back rub..
with those muscles I'm sure you can really release some tension..."
Callie came back, who had surprised him with it by disappearing, then
reappearing wearing only a pink bathrobe.
"Miss Briggs, I--"
"Please, can't you at least do this for your Mayor?" Callie
punctuated this last one with a slight air of command.
T-Bone only smiled slightly. "Well, if it IS a direct order from
the Mayor..."

Callie gave a smile that only pretended to be innocent. 'This is
NOT happening! This is NOT happening!' she kept thinking, but it was
indeed happening. She had gone beyond the bounds of good taste
completely and was now not only hitting on... but trying to SEDUCE a
SWAT Kat!

She was confusing the hell out of herself.

She laid down on her stomach, stretching our luxuriously on her
couch. T-Bone, now VERY unsure of what was safe and what was not, set
his Glovatrix aside, and gently kneaded her shoulders.

Callie let out a contented sigh. "Can you press down a little
harder?"
"Anything you say, Miss Briggs."

The SWAT Kat did indeed press a little harder, but the nuances of
everything happening were not lost on him. He still couldn't believe
it was happening, and he wasn't sure if he wanted it to.

He showed no sign of making sense to himself any time soon.



Felina had not been having a good day. Now that her uncle had
been taken hostage by Doctor Viper, Lt. Steel had been put in charge.
Of course, he had only wanted the title. When it came to most of the
actual *work*, he'd hand it down to her.

She sat at her desk and cursed him again. "Not only MY work, but
his AND my uncle's! Damn him..."

Her fingers ticked away at the old word processor on her desk,
trying to fill out the seemingly countless forms that had amassed on
her hard drive. An Enforcer courier walked into her office and
dropped a stack more of papers onto her desk. Felina threw him a
look, but he could do no more than shrug.

In the end she couldn't blame him. They were all bogged down by
all the city leaders disappearing, and the SWAT Kats were busy
guarding Miss Briggs. That meant more work for them, scince the SKs
couldn't help them with the petty crime.

Felina then grabbed the stack in both hands and plunked it into
her lap, and proceeded to file through them. Somehow, in the sea of
reports, something caught her eye. A shipment of a mind-altering
chemical had been stolen from Megakat BioChemical. This wasn't too
unusual, alot of BioChemical's missing stock was sold on the black
market.

The thing that WAS unusual was the name. "Catalyst 42".

She grabbed the phone in front of her. "This is Lieutenant Feral!
Get me Megakat BioChemical, and get on the horn with every other
pharmacutical company in the city. We need the antidote to Catalyst
42!"

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III

Razor had been flying for an hour now, and he was steadily getting
angry. He thought more and more about how T-Bone/Chance had always
stolen the show, and how he had been the more agressive one in the
quiet race. His face had slowly grown from a frown into a scowl, and
his mind narrowed on two things: Callie and T-Bone

He had had enough. Spending the past hour flying the Turbokat had
given him plenty of time to think about Callie. "I'M the one who
deserves her!" he declared, and landed the jet on top of her building.
Quickly arming his Glovatrix, Razor hopped onto the roof and pushed
past the maintenance kat, who wanted to ask him about the odd green
residue that had developed on the underside of the jet...


The massage had been done with for a few minutes, and they just
sat on the couch, looking at each other. Callie was hardly dressed,
and T-Bone was visibly sweating. They both knew what they wanted, and
what they were feeling.

They just didn't know WHY they were acting on it. Now, of all
times.

Callie finally broke the laden stillness by resting her paw on top
of his. T-Bone almost started at this. 'Her touch is electric...' he
thought, which surprised him. He never thought like that.

Whereas Callie was thinking: 'Such strong paws... such a katly
physique...' And that surprised her as well, because she never
thought like that. *Especially* when as rapt as she was.

T-Bone was done thinking. He was done second-guessing himself.
So, he simply began to give in, and leaned foreward...

Callie closed her eyes in anticipation. This was what she had
always wanted... At least, she *thought* that's what she had always
wanted...

The two of them were poised. Eventually, T-Bone cradled her face
with his paw, and slowly began to bring their faces together...

Closer...
Closer...

Only a millimeter away were their lips, when the sickening thumps
of metal being buried into flesh were heard. Two muffled screams came
from the other side of her door, right before a loud blast blew it
inward.

The two of them instantly stood, and T-Bone ran for his Glovatrix
in the sudden cloud of dust and debris. He tripped over an ottoman,
however, and fell with a thud to land at a set of yellow feet. He
looked up at his attacker.

"She's mine, you hear me?! Mine!" the attacker bellowed, and
fired a projectile from his arm. T-Bone rolled out of the way quickly
and got to his feet, realizing who his attacker was.

Razor had tried to kill him, and had killed two Enforcers to do
so.

"Razor, you don't understand!" he tried to explain, not wanting to
harm his friend.
"Oh, I understand all to well... *buddy*!" Razor yelled, and fired
another Mini-Octopus at him. Ducking and rolling, T-Bone managed to
evade it as Callie's bookcase was shattered.
"Razor, come on! Let me explain!"
"You've explained enough! Now, we don't have to fight for her any
more..."

Razor leveled his Glovatrix at T-Bone, who had rolled into a
corner to escape the last one. There was a soft 'click' as it loaded
another projectile, then they both turned as Callie started screaming
at them.

"STOP IT! STOP IT!! Can't I just love SOMEONE!!!!!" she cried,
and ran into another room, where crashes were heard.

Somewhere, in the recesses of Razor's mind, he knew that what he
was doing was wrong. He also knew... almost as if it was in his very
soul... that he loved Callie, and had to help her. This urge-- no,
*instinct*-- overcame his unfounded anger for T-Bone, and he ran into
Callie's room.

Also, T-Bone knew that he loved Callie... but he never had wanted
to be so intimate with her, at least not without letting her know that
he was also Chance. Despite his reputation as a ladies kat, he had
wanted to marry Callie before being that intimate with her... at
least, as intimate as he was planning...

So, he too ran into her room to help her. Halfway there, the two
friends looked at each other. There was a moment of clarity as they
both realized that something was horribly, horribly wrong with their
minds, but they also knew that they could do nothing about it, so they
finished into Callie's room.

Her room was absolutely in shambles. She had apparently torn it
apart just now, and was weeping loudly by her bedstand. They slowly
approached, and T-Bone opened his mouth to say something, but Callie
turned suddenly and looked at them with the most intense mixture of
sadness and anger that they had ever seen. Her hair was extremely
disarrayed, and apparently she had been wearing maskera, as it ran
down her face.

"STAY AWAY FROM ME!!" she shouted, and grabbed a shard of a
fractured mirror. She waved it at them menacingly. "You ruined my
life!! I was never able to love, because I was waiting for YOU!"
"Which one?" Razor put out.

Her eyes swept the room to settle on them again. She fell on her
knees and yelled as she sobbed, "I don't know!!"

Razor kneeled beside her and she pointed the shard at him. She
slided away from him, and fell back on her arm. In all of the
commotion, her bathrobe had become untied, and the SWAT Kats did
indeed see more of the Deputy Mayor than normal.

But it didn't matter. This wasn't Callie. And they weren't
themselves, either.

She was breathing heavily, and she had a terrible thought. And
yet, in her altered state, she thought it would solve everything. She
slowly turned the shard around in her hand...

The SK's thought to stop her, but she would just stab either them
or herself anyway, so for a tense second, the room was still...

And it was broken by glass shattering as a small canister fell
into the room from a newly broken window. The canister then burst
open, filling the room with a white cloud. The SKs and Callie coughed
wildly and thought to get out, but they were soon overcome.
Staggering to the floor, they passed out, and the last thing they
heard were many footsteps entering the apartment...


"Move in!" shouted Felina, half listening to her hand radio. She
waved her arm, and a small squad of Enforcers ran into the Deputy
Mayor's apartment, stepping over the two dead guards at her door.
When the "all clear" went out, she stepped onto Callie's balcony and
waved at the helicopter outside her bedroom window, the one that had
fired the canister into the other room.

"Give Conway my thanks!" she shouted at them, and the helicopter
flew off into the night. She had asked Doc Conway to find the
antidote to Catalyst 42 (Catalyst 6X9), and he had delivered it to the
helipad within minutes.

"Lieutenant! I think one's coming around!" yelled an Enforcer
from another room. Felina ran into the bedroom to find Razor
stirring.
"Medic!" she yelled, and one came to Razor's side, and placed an
oxygen mask on his face. This was quickly shunned as Razor blinked
the fog from his head and sat up.
"Lieutenant Feral! What happened?"
"You've been under the influence of Catalyst 42, a mood enhancer.
It basically lowers the mind's defenses and lets emotions and feelings
flow freely."
Razor nodded. "But... how did you know to come here? I mean, did
you expect... this?"
Felina only smiled. "What do you think I am, blind? I've seen
the three of you together enough to know how it would effect you."

She turned to the medic, who was working on the Deputy Mayor.
"She alright?"
"Yes, ma'am. Got some nasty glass cuts, and she's breathing a
little too deeply, but we'll have her stabilized soon." the medic
replied, and gave Callie a shot of something.
Felina nodded her agreement.
"But, Lieutenant, how...?" Razor inquired, still shaking the
cobwebs from his head.
"Well, there was an odd green mold on the building's ventilation
shaft, and the same mold is on the bottom of the Turbokat. We think
Doctor Viper bred the mold to release the catalyst, to make you kill
each other."
"And it almost worked. Thanks for the assist."

Soon, T-Bone came around, and Callie stirred. When they were both
conscious, they explained everything to them.
"So, no word on Viper's whereabouts, then?" T-Bone inquired.
"I'm afraid not. However, we raided the swamp, and found what
looked like his hideout. We found the pods containing my uncle and
the Mayor. Doc Conway is working on them as we speak."
Callie and T-Bone nodded. "So, is it all over?" Callie asked.
"I don't think so, Deputy Mayor. Viper's still at large, and we
don't know if we can help the Mayor or the Commander without some of
his knowledge. We need him back."
"Well, if you don't mind, that's for another day..." T-Bone
declared, and ambled toward the bedroom door. Razor soon followed,
and Callie walked after them. Eventually, the three of them stood in
her living room, looking at each other.

There were no words. Felina had said that it only lowered
barriers, so it was what they had all really thought and felt. Callie
was the first to speak.
"I love you both. But to love like that..."
"We know, Miss Briggs. Someday, we'll work it out." T-Bone said,
and looked at his friend, who threw him a nervous smile.
"Sorry I tried to kill you, T-Bone..." he said, and scratched the
back of his head.
T-Bone smiled. "Not the first time. Won't be the last.
Accepted." he said, and hit his friend on the back.

Callie smiled at them both, and stood on her tiptoes to kiss
T-Bone on the cheek, and kissed Razor on his own cheek, as well.
"Thanks, guys. I know that there are two kats that I can always count
on."

There was a round of good-byes, and on their way out, Felina told
Razor that since he was under the influence of a drug, he wouldn't be
held responsible for the two Enforcer's deaths. He half thanked her,
and the two SWAT Kats went back up to the roof to find that the
Enforcers had used flame throwers to burn off the mold.

"Aww, crud! We have to re-paint the jet!" Razor exclaimed.
"Yeah, and we also have to patrol for Viper tomorrow!" T-Bone put
in.

The two SWAT Kats jumped into the Turbokat, and found it still
operational, if not smelling like burnt leaves. They took off into
the sky, which was slowly turning into sunrise. The reds and blues
played off of each other as they headed the opposite way into the
desert.

"Say, buddy?" T-Bone said.
"Yeah?" Razor responded.
"What can we do about Callie? We both love her like crazy..."
"Well, T-Bone, let's just stay friends for now. You know what
they say: 'A hangar divided will not stand'."
"Yeah. Let's be the SWAT Kats, and worry about love later.
Besides... don't you have something about Lieutenant Feral?"
"Are you trying to get me away from Callie?"
"Just a thought..."

The two friends laughed at each other, and T-Bone brought the jet
in to land.

One thing was sure: This would not be a 'hangar divided' for a
long time...

THE END