The distant sounds of bells a speaking had been filling his ears since everything went black. Though his body at the time seemed to be under shock and unmoving. Damn phobia...who else was there?

It wasn't long before he began to stir. Was he moving? It wasn't Cheshire...was it? All senses returning to him at once as he thrashed out towards his 'captor' golden eyes wide open now. Gloved hands reaching for his guns as he stepped back aiming at who ever it was...then he saw the person. It wasn't the cat, but instead his brother. When had he got there and why did his body ache like he was a rag doll?