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head, trying to get control of her
mutinous body. She guessed he must have given her a drug to stop whatever was
happening to her but so far it wasn’t working.
    “Damn it, what the hell’s wrong?” she heard him muttering. “Those
are the strongest anti-seizure meds I’ve got. They should have worked.”
    “What’s going on? What’s wrong with her?” The new voice in the
room barely registered. Through her new tunnel vision K saw a pair of dainty
white and gold boots, much smaller than the huge black clodhoppers the giant
was wearing. They were just at eyelevel and right in front of her or she
couldn’t have seen them at all.
    “She’s seizing. You didn’t tell me removing the suit would fuck
her up this badly.”
    “I didn’t know. I’ve never seen this kind of reaction before. It’s
almost like…”
    “Like what?”
    “No, that wouldn’t make any sense. Never mind, just get her up—on
the table.”
    Huge hands bigger than K’s head reached out for her. Bare hands. And
she was still as naked as the day she’d come from the artificial womb. No! She cried out weakly and tried to
roll away but there was no place to go.
    “Hold still, I’m not gonna hurt you.” The giant’s voice was
exasperated and oddly gentle, as though he was talking to a hurt animal which
was basically what she had been reduced to. As his hands touched her bare flesh
K felt as though every muscle in her body was contracting at once. Contaminated, her mind babbled. Purity help me,
contaminated!
    But the strangest thing happened. Around her shoulders and back
and under her knees where she could feel his hands and arms, the muscles began
to unclench. Wherever he touched her the horrible seizing pain suddenly stopped.
It didn’t matter though—K preferred the pain. Would rather
have it a thousand times worse than it was now than to have his hands on her
for even a micron.
    “Don’t touch me!” she gasped as the giant lifted her. “Don’t… contaminated .”
    “What the hell is she talking about?” the giant rumbled.
    “They don’t like to be touched without their suits. Or with them, come to that,” the second
voice answered.
    “That must be why she kept asking if I’d touched her or not. Take
it easy, darlin’. I’m putting you down.”
    K felt the cold metal of the table against her back again but then
the second voice said, “Wait.”
    “What, Loki? I don’t have time for this. I need you to hold her
while I try a different drug.”
    “You don’t need any other drug. Look—she’s getting better. She’s
not jerking as much. See?”
    Two faces leaned over her. The giant’s and another that was much
smaller. K couldn’t tell if it was male or female but the eyes were a brilliant
green with gold rings around the outer edge of the irises. They were set in a
sharp, cat-like face and surrounded by a halo of dark red hair. Both of them
studied her intently and dispassionately as she struggled to keep hold of herself
and remember her training. She had to be strong, had to survive. But Purity help me, he’s touching me. Then,
mercifully, the giant’s hands were withdrawn, leaving her alone on the cold
metal table.
    At once her muscles began contracting again and she thrashed
helplessly, nearly falling off the narrow surface.
    “Shit! She’s at it again. Hold her while I get a shot of—”
    “No shots, Boone,” the one called Loki said. “Just touch her.”
    “What? You said she didn’t want to be touched,” the giant
protested. “Besides what she needs is—”
    “What she needs is to be touched. Do it, now .”
    “May I remind you that I’m the
physician here, Loki and you’re the fucking
pilot,” the giant grumbled but then K felt his hands on her again, pressing
down on her shoulders and knees to keep her from thrashing off the table and
onto the floor.
    “No!” she gasped weakly. “ No .”
Despite her protests, she felt the pain easing where he touched. Her stomach
was still tied in knots