"Thanks, Mike!" Jeanie said as she took the outfit from him. "I'll just go back to the rest room and change, if you don't mind, doc. Be back in a minute!"
"Sure, go ahead!"
Mike excitedly explained to Dr. Horton what had happened to him, and the strange ability which had drawn him to the girl in danger. Horton was most fascinated with his physical strength, which had not shown itself since the day he'd pulled apart the hermetically sealed object in the lab.
"Er, Mike," Horton added, dreading the question he was about to ask, "what did you do with Arthur?"
"Oh, I just threw him in the bushes so he could cool off! Didn't hurt him any, maybe just gave him a few bumps and bruises!"
"Good! But remember, next time there's trouble like this where you have to use your physical strength, be very careful! You could kill someone and not even realize you were harming them! You must promise me you will be very careful not to let this happen!"
"I promise, doc!" Mike agreed, shocked at the thought he had such ability. "But if I ever see that Arthur Moore again, I'd like to...."
"Oh, no you don't!" Jeanie chimed in. She came up looking fresh and wonderful again. "Whatever you have in mind, forget it! I get first cracks at that jerk, no matter what!"
"All right, agreed!" Mike told her. They all laughed.
"Seriously, Mike," Jeanie added, looking Mike straight in the eye, "I want to thank you for saving me, my spirit lad!" She stepped forward, put her arms around his neck, and gave him a long, tender kiss on his lips. "I don't know what I would've done without you!"
Mike's face turned beet red.
"But I'll tell you right now," she announced, "you're a terrific guy, but you scare the hell out of me!"
Mike stared at the floor.
"It's his powers that scare you, Jeanie, and without them he couldn't have helped you. Isn't it wonderful? Mike's learned to fly!"
"Yeah, and without a plane!" Jeanie teased. "But I can't fly. I'm glad you're strong enough to carry me, Mike!"
"We've also discovered his powers may be transferred to the person he's touching or in the same room with. That may be one of the reasons you got here so easily!"
"I was so upset at the time I truly don't remember how I got here, just that I'm here!"
"Well, I suppose I've got to call McCree and tell him something. There'll be lots of questions. What are we going to say?"
It was Jeanie who came up with the answer, and it was a good one, too.
John McCree and a couple of his men were part way to the site of the 'accident' when they came upon Arthur Moore,
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