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arduous process of getting into the
suit. Her knees still trembled, and she could feel the dampness of
their mingled essences between her thighs. The sensation was
pleasantly erotic. The flight suit was not. It was rather like
putting pantyhose over one’s entire body. When she finally had it
on, he gave her a pair of boots that were similar to the ones he
wore. There was a jacket, as well, of the same leather like
material. He headed for the cockpit area and she followed on his
heels. She took the seat beside him, and he fastened the small
harness for her, strapping her into the seat.
    When he was strapped into the seat beside her
as well, he began to speak commands. “Nivarre, 17548,” he said.
Immediately the lights and screens before changed.
    A modulated, electronic voice filled the
cabin, “Acknowledged 17548. Proceed with commands.”
    “ Initiate stealth settings and evasive
maneuvers,” he instructed.
    Immediately the lights in the cabin dimmed,
and it appeared that a dark film descended over the windows.
    “ Stealth mode achieved. Beacons
disengaged. Transponders down,” the electronic voice said. Wren
understood none of it. “Course to coordinate Sector H, Fourth
Quadrant blocked by a flotilla unidentified spacecraft. Alternate
route is recommended, 17548.”
    Kyr didn’t curse, but his mouth firmed.
“Change course. New coordinates are 153-619 Sector F9, Outer
Rim.”
    “ Coordinates calculating… confirmed,
17548.”
    The ship banked hard to the right, and
rocketed forward at a speed that slammed her back into the seat.
Wren understood why they had needed the harnesses now. She glanced
over, and Kyr was focused on the controls in front of him, piloting
the ship with the use of a small keypad on the arm of the chair he
occupied. “Where are we going to now? I don’t know what all of
those numbers and letters mean.”
    Kyr met her concerned gaze, “We are going to
a neutral zone. We will not have the protection of Core guards
there, but attacks on anyone are forbidden. It will give us the
time we need to send confirmation to my commanding officers and
request aid.”
    Wren nodded, and then stared ahead, watching
the blackness of space as they sped past. Her mind was just as
adrift, unable to process everything that had occurred. She
retreated into silence.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Three
    It was hours later, and Wren had not spoken.
Kyr rose from his seat. They had slowed to a more reasonable speed
to conserve energy as there was no indication they were being
pursued. He walked through the main cabin where Wren had retreated
earlier. She was lying on the narrow berth again. She had her back
to the room and to him, staring at the wall. He did not know what
to say to her, so he continued into the galley, and began the
sequence to initiate meals. It was a simple protein pack, with
little taste. He knew that she would balk at eating it, but she
needed to. It had been more than ten hours since he had taken her
from the café where she worked, and given the turmoil of the day,
he knew that she needed the sustenance.
    “ You must eat, Wren,” he said
softly.
    She sat up, and glared at him over her
shoulder. “I ‘must’ not do anything. If I eat, it will be because I
want to and not because you have told me to.”
    He sighed. “My language is very different
than yours, Wren. When I say you must eat, I do not command you to
do so. You need to eat because the events of the day have been
physically and emotionally difficult. To deny yourself nutrients in
this situation could cause you harm.”
    Wren knew she was being a petulant child. She
was as much annoyed with herself as with him. Though it goaded her
to do so, she apologized. “I am sorry for being difficult.”
    He brought the small tray to her. “It does
not taste very good. It is best to eat quickly and drink the
electrolyte compound last, as it is more palatable.”
    It was a thick paste. Experimentally, Wren
touched her finger