"You sure this is the only way?" Gidget asked quietly, worry in her voice. Curling up into a tight ball, Tiberius muttered, "Yes, this is the only way to make sure he never comes back." Sitting down, the fluffy white Pomeranian whimpered, "But what if he kills you?"

"Then I'm taking him with me," Tiberius replied without hesitation. Gidget closed her eyes to keep herself from crying. It was obvious that the old hawk wasn't going to change his mind anytime soon. Her heart broke at the thought of losing another friend. Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes. "Wake me up if I start shaking, got it?" the hawk told her, trying to make himself as comfortable as possible. Gidget nodded her head, staring at her paws.

Just then, Gidget felt something touch her shoulder. Looking up, she met Tiberius's gaze. Patting her gently on the shoulder, the old hawk spoke softly, "There's no need to be frightened Gidget. I'll be fine. You should keep your fear in check. Don't let him have the satisification of winning." Inhaling and exhaling slowly, Gidget mumbled, "Okay, I will. Be safe."

"You too Gidget," Tiberius mumbled. Yawning, he rested his head on the bones in his shed and fell asleep. Sighing, Gidget began her watch.

Two And a Half Hours Later...

Blinking her eyes sleepily, Gidget struggled to stay awake. It was already noon and nothing had happened yet. The fluffy white Pomeranian laid down beside a sleeping Tiberius. She was trying her best to not fall asleep but she was slowly losing the battle. At last, she gave in and curled up beside her friend. A second later, she was out like a light.

Smiling wickedly, Scourge made his move...