Chapter 47

To the left? No that wasn’t it. More perhaps? No, now she was in the Q section. Growling, Arleigh returned to her original point of search, marked by a peg that stuck out from the shelf. New Jersey was in the corner, watching her. Even though she knew what her apprentice would say she offered anyways. “Would you like me to help?” “No thank you!” Arleigh replied sharply as she resumed her search for the oxycodeine. The battleship shrugged, watching as she skimmed right past the medication for the third time. Arleigh was normally very focused so to see her this agitated was concerning. “To your right 2 inches.” New Jersey chimed in. “I said I don’t need your help Big J!!” Arleigh snarled even as she followed her mentor’s instructions. Her wires grasped the bottle just as New Jersey’s radio pinged. “Arleigh.” The battleship began. “For the love of… New Jersey I told you I don’t need…!!” Arleigh rounded on her with a snarl. “It’s Fitz.” New Jersey cut her off.