giving him a kiss on his cheek. She
turned and scowled at Saber before hitting him in the arm. She
reached up and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek while he rubbed
where she hit him. “Don’t let anything happen to you, old man. The
buzzards don’t like dried up fuddy-duddies.”
“I swear, Taylor, you are going to get your
ass spanked one of these days,” Saber growled under his breath.
“Yeah, well not by you,” Taylor replied with
a cheeky grin. “You’d never be able to catch me.”
Jesse chuckled as Saber took a step toward
her little sister. Taylor squealed and pulled her and Jordan in
front of her for protection. She could always hand it to Taylor to
lighten a bad situation.
“Just… be careful,” Jesse said.
“We will,” Hunter said before he nodded and
they turned away.
“Jesse?” Taylor asked in a low voice from
behind her.
“Yes, squirt,” Jesse responded, never taking
her eyes off the figures climbing into the transport that would
take them down to the planet.
“I’m scared,” Taylor whispered.
“So am I, sweetheart. So am I,” Jesse
whispered back, fighting tears as she watched the doors seal the
transport area close and the small warship take off.
*.*.*.
“What do you mean there is a situation?”
Jesse asked.
She had her back to the room and was looking
down at the planet far below. One week had turned to two which was
turning into three. The only news she was getting were the little
bits and pieces that she was picking up from the warriors around
the warship. She knew something bad must have happened when the
rooms would grow quiet when she walked in and the warriors stared
at her with compassion.
The commanding officer of the Star
Raider , Jag, stood stiffly behind her. He had postponed this
meeting as long as possible. The only reason he was having it now
was because the human female had charged into his personal quarters
with one of her sisters in tow and refused to leave short of
violence.
“This goes no further. The situation on the
planet turned out to be a trap,” Jag finally said. “The Alliance
Council is aware of what is going on and we have it under
control.”
Jesse turned and wrapped her arms around her
waist. Her face was calm, devoid of emotion. She didn’t give a damn
that the Alliance council was aware of what was going on. She
wanted to know where Hunter, Dagger and Saber were.”
“Where is Hunter?” Jesse asked again.
“I told you, we are taking care of the
situation,” Jag said coldly.
Jesse flicked a glance at Jordan who nodded.
“I’m not one of your warriors,” Jesse said coldly. “I don’t give a
shit about your Alliance, your situation or your need-to-know
information. I want to know where my husband is,” she said in a
low, menacing voice. She dropped her hands to her side, revealing
the long hunting knife she held in the palm of her hand. “I’ll do
whatever in the hell I have to do to get him back.”
Jag’s eyes narrowed on the weapon she held.
“Are you threatening me, female?” He asked in disbelief. “I could
snap your neck at the very least. You’ll be lucky if I just throw
you in the detention cell!”
“Where is my husband?” Jesse asked, taking a
step closer.
Jag’s eyes flashed with fury. He should have
refused to bring these damn alien females aboard his warship. If it
wasn’t for the fact that Hunter had claimed this one as his Amate and her sisters were his family, he would have. He did
not need this type of disobedience on-board.
“Not that it will do you any good but we
lost contact with him and the two warriors with him over a week
ago. There was heavy fighting in an outer province. We believe they
were captured after they defended several wounded members of the
ground force that were being evacuated,” Jag snapped. “Is there
anything else you would like to know before I throw your ass in
detention until they are recovered.”
Jesse’s face relaxed a little. He had said
they were captured,
turned and scowled at Saber before hitting him in the arm. She
reached up and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek while he rubbed
where she hit him. “Don’t let anything happen to you, old man. The
buzzards don’t like dried up fuddy-duddies.”
“I swear, Taylor, you are going to get your
ass spanked one of these days,” Saber growled under his breath.
“Yeah, well not by you,” Taylor replied with
a cheeky grin. “You’d never be able to catch me.”
Jesse chuckled as Saber took a step toward
her little sister. Taylor squealed and pulled her and Jordan in
front of her for protection. She could always hand it to Taylor to
lighten a bad situation.
“Just… be careful,” Jesse said.
“We will,” Hunter said before he nodded and
they turned away.
“Jesse?” Taylor asked in a low voice from
behind her.
“Yes, squirt,” Jesse responded, never taking
her eyes off the figures climbing into the transport that would
take them down to the planet.
“I’m scared,” Taylor whispered.
“So am I, sweetheart. So am I,” Jesse
whispered back, fighting tears as she watched the doors seal the
transport area close and the small warship take off.
*.*.*.
“What do you mean there is a situation?”
Jesse asked.
She had her back to the room and was looking
down at the planet far below. One week had turned to two which was
turning into three. The only news she was getting were the little
bits and pieces that she was picking up from the warriors around
the warship. She knew something bad must have happened when the
rooms would grow quiet when she walked in and the warriors stared
at her with compassion.
The commanding officer of the Star
Raider , Jag, stood stiffly behind her. He had postponed this
meeting as long as possible. The only reason he was having it now
was because the human female had charged into his personal quarters
with one of her sisters in tow and refused to leave short of
violence.
“This goes no further. The situation on the
planet turned out to be a trap,” Jag finally said. “The Alliance
Council is aware of what is going on and we have it under
control.”
Jesse turned and wrapped her arms around her
waist. Her face was calm, devoid of emotion. She didn’t give a damn
that the Alliance council was aware of what was going on. She
wanted to know where Hunter, Dagger and Saber were.”
“Where is Hunter?” Jesse asked again.
“I told you, we are taking care of the
situation,” Jag said coldly.
Jesse flicked a glance at Jordan who nodded.
“I’m not one of your warriors,” Jesse said coldly. “I don’t give a
shit about your Alliance, your situation or your need-to-know
information. I want to know where my husband is,” she said in a
low, menacing voice. She dropped her hands to her side, revealing
the long hunting knife she held in the palm of her hand. “I’ll do
whatever in the hell I have to do to get him back.”
Jag’s eyes narrowed on the weapon she held.
“Are you threatening me, female?” He asked in disbelief. “I could
snap your neck at the very least. You’ll be lucky if I just throw
you in the detention cell!”
“Where is my husband?” Jesse asked, taking a
step closer.
Jag’s eyes flashed with fury. He should have
refused to bring these damn alien females aboard his warship. If it
wasn’t for the fact that Hunter had claimed this one as his Amate and her sisters were his family, he would have. He did
not need this type of disobedience on-board.
“Not that it will do you any good but we
lost contact with him and the two warriors with him over a week
ago. There was heavy fighting in an outer province. We believe they
were captured after they defended several wounded members of the
ground force that were being evacuated,” Jag snapped. “Is there
anything else you would like to know before I throw your ass in
detention until they are recovered.”
Jesse’s face relaxed a little. He had said
they were captured,
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