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it was safe. Back in human form, she pressed a few buttons on the communicator and it whirred to life. She tapped the screen to open a star chart that showed Rovan . An image of her planet popped up. Alika tapped a few more places on the screen, and a loud beep issued from the device. It was sending out the signal. All she hoped was that it would get there.
    It was not going to happen overnight, but she could wait. And with the tools they had gotten, she could boost the signal. It would work. It had to. She took the communicator and held it against her chest. Alika found a niche in the mountain wall and sat with her back against the stone. The hardness kept her anchored. If the message did not reach Rovan , then she was going to be stuck on Earth. She certainly could not do it as a woman. Maybe as a wolf she could find some unpopulated wilderness and settle down. But if she could live with Phillip, then she could deal with her life on Earth.
    The sun rose, streaking across the horizon in various shades of gold and pink. It was very different from the deep purples and crimsons that accompanied the dawn on her world. Small flying creatures began to tweet in the bushes around her. The chill of the night had worn off, and she felt the warmth of the dawn on her skin. Phillip had not returned. She was worried and prayed that nothing had happened to him. After waiting for several more hours, the shadows were no longer concealing her. The only place for her to wait was in the cave. Hopefully, the military had not set any traps in the cavern. She remembered the path to the backside of the cave and slid inside of it. Alika did not smell any human presence as she walked toward the main cave where she and Phillip had first stayed. Human scent permeated the small space. Everything that had been sacred to Phillip was scattered about and other stuff was removed. What would they find in his books and clothing? She found a torn-up sleeping bag and curled up in the remnants of it. From there, she found sleep.
    When she woke up, it was dark out and there was still no sign of Phillip. A spear of disappointment struck her heart, along with fear. The longer he was gone, the more she wondered if she would see him again. Had he been captured? Was she ever going to feel his touch again? She rooted around in the remains of things and found some more of the wrapped bars that she had before and ate them. They filled the hollow in her stomach, but not in her heart. She picked up a few of the volumes lying about and tried to read the words. It was all gibberish to her. The translator was not set to interact with her optical nerves. She did find one that had pictures in it. Some of them reminded her of the objects she had seen around the mountain. Others appeared to be plants, and some were avian creatures that flew through the air. Others were similar landscapes on other planets, and there were a few unique to Earth. Many of the scenes were beautiful. The images displayed frozen mountains and beasts. She checked her computer and saw that the signal was still going. She was not sure how long the power source would last. It would be best if she could find the crystals she had in the other cave. Then she could harness the energy.
    Alika flipped through the book again and then walked around. As the night wore on, she found another bottle of water and ate the bars sparingly. All her thoughts were about the time she had spent with Phillip. She found one of his discarded shirts and pressed it close to her nose, inhaling his masculine scent. It was then that she felt tears slip down her cheeks. She fell asleep clutching his shirt to her chest.
    Her dreams were of them in one another’s arms. Someone was holding her and murmuring in her ear. She opened her eyes and saw that she was in Phillip’s arms. It was still night. She smiled when she saw him.
    “I thought they captured you.”
    He brushed the hair from her eyes, and the caring reflected in his dark brown

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