[center] Charlie [/center]

Getting the buckets of fish and ice cubes, with two bottles of formula, Charlie trekked down to the cove where the dolphin pen was. The twins were kept separate from the others for now, being too little for the bigger dolphins' rough play.

Setting the buckets aside, Charlie sat on the edge of the platform over the smaller pen. One calf immediately popped his head out of the water, wiggling his pectoral flippers excitedly.
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"Hello Slate. Yes I see you. Where is your brother?" Charlie asked, flipping some water at the small dolphin who flipped water back at her with his mouth. Looking around the pool, Charlie spotted a little grey body off to the side under the platform and nearer the beach. Getting in and trying to get past Slate, who was swimming around her like a hyper active toddler, she walked over to the other little calf. "What's up Copper?" she asked gently, running her hand over his back. He lifted his little head and squeaked.
"Still hurts huh sweetie?" Charlie said just as gently, surveying the gash on his side. "Doc'll be down here soon to check on it. You feel like eating?"
Slate pushed her arm up and popped up in her face. Charlie laughed. "I know you feel like eating Slate!" she exclaimed and went back to get the bottles. Once Slate was sucking down his bottle Copper wandered over slowly. He was still very shy, but anything Slate did he would do. He laid quietly at the top of the water while Slate chugged the bottle down.
"You finished that quick. How about you try some fish?" Charlie asked and reached into the bucket to grab a few small ones. The two calves were still too young to really eat them but it gave him something to chew on and play with while she fed Copper, otherwise Slate would try to take his brother's bottle.

While Slate raced off with his new toy, Charlie put her arm around Copper and pulled him into her lap holding him there gently but firmly. It took him a moment to accept the bottle but he finally did and started to eat. He was still slower than Slate. It wasn't a good sign. He was lethargic and weak. The blood loss from the shark attack and the trauma of the injury, plus being underweight, was a triple threat. It was an uphill battle keeping the little guy alive. But her team would fight death viciously before it claimed this little guy.

She heard a loud noise and looked up to see a speed boat coming towards the island. Probably just some tourists who wandered over thinking this was a resort. It had happened before. Max always handled the lost tourists and Charlie had full faith in her ability to deal with anyone who gave attitude. If it was serious the team would come and get her, as she was the owner of the island. The assignment list showed where she was. 

Charlie ignored the boat and went back to coaxing Copper to finish his bottle.