began to race. She didn't know why, she wasn't nervous, just curious. Rosie skipped in side, fixing her sleeve to her jacket, and clutching in one hand.

"Momma," Rosie called, dropping her hat on the seat her grandmother had given to her mother four years ago. "Momma I'm home!" Jenna came from up from behind, before the child she could hear the light footsteps of Rosie's mom. Rosie began to ease up the stairway, but stopped when she saw her mother coming down. As usual, Jenna was right behind her. She noticed that Rosie's mom a mess,(which was a very rare site). Compared to her normal straightened and flouncy hair, her hair was frizzy, tangled, some trands pointing out in many directions. Her rosie red cheeks, were pale, her light brown eyes had lost their luster. Bags were under her weary eyes.

Was Rosie's mom the one who was sick?

"Rosie. Deary. I need you to hand mommy  a mositened rag. Can you do that dear?" Jenna slowly turned her head to Roise. She didn't sound sick. Rosie nodded. Backing down the stairs she gave Jenna a worried look, then did what she was told. "Is daddy up there?" Rosie asked handing her mother the rag.

"Yes, Rosie dear."
"May I see him."

At this point Rosie's mom hesitated to answer. "Well. Rosie. Honey. Daddy's not feeling very well... He needs his rest." Jenna blinked. So her father is sick... thats not good at all.

"Uh. Honey why don't you get washed up for dinner, you can help me make daddy's food. Is that alright?" Rosie's mom asked. She could see the fear in Rosie's eyes as Jenna could sense it.
"Yes, mama." Rosie replied, she turned. Jenna watched as the little child trudged away. Rosie's mom turned and head up the steps, following her Jenna was wondered. How sick was he? Was he that bad off? Was it a life threatening situation? She couldn't help but think, if Rosie's father died, how they would ever make it. Rosie's father was the one who worked. She knew it would be ahrd for Rosie's mom to get a job, in some cases it would be somewhat impossible.

I have to talk to Balto...I need to hear his voice...

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Finally...

Jenna had made it. She had finally caught sight of the ship wrecked boat, which her lovely mate lived upon. "Oh, Balto!" She called as she  got closer. She waited for a respond before she we call again. "Balto!" Finally, the head of the wolf-dog apeared over the side of the boat. "Jenna? What are you doing hear this late? Is something wrong?" He knows me too well...  
 "Well actually..." As she began to explain, she watch his facial expressions change repeatedly.
"Do you think hes alright?" Balto asked. Sighing, Jenna shrugged. "I don't know Balto. Thats what I'm worried about." She lowered, and shook her head. "Jenna don't worry. I'm sure with a little medicine he'll be back on his feet."

"I know Balto. But thats the problem. You know now with plentiful medicine, its expensive now...I don't know if they can afford it..."
"I'm sure they'll think of something Jenna, just relax." Balto said licking her ear. Jenna nuzzled up against and sighed. "You're right Balto...I should Relax..."

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The Next Night...

"But doctor...isn't there a way you can lower the price..." Rosie woke to her mothers distressed voice.

"I'm sorry dear but atlast I csn not. I've a;ready been told I'm no longer aloud to drop prices, anymore I'll be out of a job. I'm sorry ma'am but theres nothing I can do, I can set you with another doctor-"

"That won't be necessary." Rosie's mom snapped. She walked over to the door, and opened for the man. He sighed.

"I apologize ma'am." He tipped his hat, and took is leave.

She shut the door behind, him a sighed. Jenna could have sworn she heard a little sob escape the woman's throat.

"Mom," Rosie called, slowly edging towards her mother. "Mother are you alright?" 
Her mother whipped her face on her sleeve, and sighed. "Honey I need to speak with you." 

Jenna watched as both girls, walked away. She waited. She didn't want to invade their privacy, but she longed to know what was going on. To rid of her curiosity, she turned and padded towards Rosie's room, there she would wait until the child's return.

Jenna lay down, near Rosie's bed, resting her head between her paws and letting her tail curl around her body. 'I wonder what's going on.' Jenna thought, resting her eyes. Soon her began to get heavy, and she began nodding off. She couldn't bear it any longer. She inhaled slowly, and drifted into a heavy sleep...

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The next morning, Jenna woke up with a start. She had remembered Rosie's voice in her head. What had the voice said? She could only remember snatches. "You....find.....i.......you...forever....plan..." What did that mean? She turned towards Rosie's bed. She wasn't there. Jenna quickly trotted down to her parent's room. Her father lied peacefully, though he was still sick. No Rosie. She quickly headed to find Roise's mother.

She was sitting in a chair, her head resting on the kitchen table, one arm covering her face the other on her lap. But there still was no Rosie.
Where was she?

Jenna quietly headed over to her mother, and licked her finger. She jumped. "Oh," She began, "Good morning Jenna." Jenna whimpered, wagging her tail slowly. "What's wrong love? Why so sad? Rosie!" Her mother called. Jenna whimpered louder. "Shush now, Jenna. Rosie!" Rosie's mother placed her finger on her chin, and began towards Rosie's room. "Rosie darling-" she gasped. "Rosie honey!" She turned to Jenna. "Where is she?" Jenna whimpered.

"Oh dear," she quickly ran towards the front door. A sharp gust of wind flew in, but she didn't care "Help!" Tears were starting to feel her eyes, and her voice was scratchy. "Someone please. My daughter. She's- Jenna go check around town! Look for her hurry! She's missing!"

Jenna quickly scurried away, she looked around desperately. "Kodi," she said to herself. "I have to ask Kodi."

She ran to where her son always hung out with his friends. And sure enough, she found him ther. "Kodi!" she called. He turned, and his smile faded once he noticed her facial expression. "Whats wrong mom?" Ralph, Dusty and Kirby peered in to listen.
"Rosie. She's missing. She wasn't in the house and I haven't seen her so far. I was hoping-"
"What!" Ralphy exploded. "Little Red girl with all the treats is missing. We have to find her!" He began to panic and run in circles. "We'll do what we can." Kirby and Dusty said. "Yeah mom, we'll keep a look out. Especially Ralph." Jenna smiled. "Thank you so much."

"Don't lose hope Mrs. Jenna!" Ralph hollered. "Don't lose hope!"

Jenna ran up to Balto's ship. She smiled slightly to see Boris being tackled by the two polar bears. "Uncle Boris! Uncle Boris!" They called. "Vhat zo you want from my lifee!" He said, shoving them off. Luk bounced up and down whimpering, pointing a claw at Jenna. "We just wanted to tell you, that we saw Jenna