Disclaimer: Earth 2 does belong to the power-that-be…Amblin! No money is made!

Author's note:

While I waited for the last episode of Earth 2, which was aired last night on tv at THREE o'clock in the morning in the year 2008, I zapped through the channels and stopped by an old movie…I had to wait one full hour, so I decided to watch Bodyguard with Kevin Costner (aw, he was really good looking then!) and Whitney Houston (what a great natural talent she is).

Then…my brain did something weird…it connected some synapses which let this fic happen…I swear to all holy scripts on Earth that I didn't drink alcohol or take drugs…I am just really naïve sometimes…or happily insane…lol.

I thought Devon Adair must be in need of a Bodyguard…he he he…now think that I'm hopeless romantic…I choose John Danziger of course…;)

English is not my mother tongue, nor do I have a beta reader…I really suck this time…

Time: At the Stations

Alternate Universe! The usual behaviour of the characters may differ from the show. Appearing characters from the tv show may not have same parts to act like they did.

Summary: Every VIP needs a Bodyguard…so does Devon Adair!

Genre: Thriller-Romance

Warning: Cliche…romance…thriller…mush…heartache…more mushy chapters…YOU ARE WARNED…if you hate mushy Devon Adair – John Danziger stories, stop right now reading, or I can not pay your bills for your psychotherapy…but if you can not resist reading and fear irreparable damage of your brain - I suggest you to go to your kitchen, open your refrigerator and scream: I want my sense back! The cool air and the screaming out could help you to be able to calculate the square roots and think straight again…btw…I never tried this…it may not work…your neighbours could call cops…your dog could think you're nuts and leave you…

Pairing: Devon Adair – John Danziger (and others)


My Bodyguard

By

Aylin

Chapter 1 – Success leads to…fear

Devon Adair, head of Adair Industries and a permanent member of the Station Parliament and one of the newest adviser of the Ministry of Science and Education section, was a small and slim beautiful woman, with thick dark brown hair, shining red in the right light; making people wonder where such a fragile looking person was taking her power to go on through her life.

Her family was one of the founding families of the Stations, which orbited for 250 years around earth. The steal-made home for thousands of people was the last chance to save humans since the former generations polluted earth and made it dangerous to inhabit it any longer. The intention of the United Governments of all continents was to create a temporary home and an archive of their knowledge and wisdom till earth would recover and the ecological balance was reproduced.

Millions of people were still living on the most clean areas of earth, in so called Protected Cities, but it didn't mean to be saved from crime and bio-chemical hazard. The rich people had already left earth years ago, it was allowed for average families to move up to the Stations too, after they had to prove that they weren't members of any rebelling groups or party. The costs for the transport were extremely high, an average family could only pay the expensive journey over years back, it was usual that the grandchildren had still to pay the debts back. However, the idealists who invented and developed the idea of the Stations wanted not to repeat the same mistakes made on earth's society, the society on the Stations was divided in two classes, the rich Citizens and the Immigrant Workers. 'Money makes the world, or Stations in this case, go round' people still thought.

Devon Adair was in her mid thirties and raised her son Ulysses alone. Her husband left her when their contract was up, only three weeks later she found out that she was pregnant with Uly. She was always her own boss, independence was very important for her, she was raised to be virtuous and strong, so she decided to care for Uly alone and didn't wish her ex-husband's support, actually it was the opposite, since she didn't need his money or connections, she was satisfied that this man, whom she never could really trust, left her before he found out that he was Uly's father.

Her life was imbedded in luxury, but that would not unburden her from responsibilities and her parents had high expectations and awaited a lot from her. She was the best in her years at school and studied Deep Space Architecture with summa cum laude.

Like everyone who was high up in the society, she had strong allies as well as unforgiving enemies. Most were economy rivals, who would like to see her in her kitchen instead presented in the Stations Economy Magazine, which interviewed her regularly to inform the Stations about her successful companies.

Her life would have been perfect if one thing wouldn't remind her every day and every night about her big problem. Ulysses was suffering the Syndrome, making him very weak, his life would be short, like every kid on the Station with the same Syndrome, if he wouldn't get a successful therapy. He would not live long enough to celebrate his ninth birthday.

The Syndrome occurred the first time twenty five years ago and the scientists couldn't find a cure, the children had a hard life and suffered a lot till they died.

On station-days she was occupied, had her jobs and looked after Uly, but at station-nights, she was at a loss, the protecting shield she carried at days was gone and she let her worries take control of her mind, she cried silently, begged for help from The Power, The Source of Life, God, Deus or who ever was the Creator, to save Uly's life. Then she started to dream about a man, named The Elder, who gave her hope, and a new vision, which let her search for new ways out of her hopeless situation. Devon had fought in the beginning against these dreams about a man she didn't know, a planet she never heard of, and someone out there telling her what to do, but like all desperate mothers, she wanted to try everything to save her son and if that meant to go through unknown terrain and act against her habits. The Elder told her about a planet, which was earth like; she searched incessantly and even found it. This planet would be the answer for Uly's illness; there she would find the cure for him. She didn't know in particular what she should search there, maybe some plants or other organic materials could be the right medicine. Devon Adair, normally a sensible and intellectual woman, was now acting for some friends she had unreasonable. They tried to talk out her attempts to set up a project, which would change her life. They saw only the desperation and not the hope in Devon's behaviour. Her friends didn't act selfless when they wanted to help her, they feared to loose an influent friend among the Station Politics.

She created the Eden Advance and started this project not only for herself and Uly, but for many hundred families with a Syndrome kid, to move all together to that promising planet, they simply called Earth 2.

Her establishing such a big project had a great effect in the Stations, no one could really calculate the after effect of leaving hundreds of families. What would happen if they left their home at the Stations?! The families belonged mostly to the rich middle class (since the costs for medical support and transfer had to be paid by the families). Sociologists, economists, politicians discussed this every day on various information channels and even theologians were invited from time to time to the debating with the ministers and presidents of industrial companies. One chaplain actually wrote a book called 'God sending signs – Ark Noah vs. Ronaoke', where he compared the Eden Project and the ship Ronaoke, which would take the families to Earth 2, with the biblical Ark. The believers had their own theories about the problems on earth and Stations and they were divided in many denominations. The orthodox ones fought against the idea to leave earth and the orbit, they thought that this would be blasphemy and others like The Church of United Believers interpreted that God wouldn't mind if human left earth, Messiah would find humans everywhere in the universe and thought the Eden Project was a blessing.

The current political balance, which wasn't fair for many drones, or immigrant workers officially called; would be shaken, and many conservative politicians feared revolutions on the part of workers who couldn't afford for their Syndrome child the journey with the Ronaoke.

Then The Council came to play their cards. The Council, formerly set up to balance the Station politics, which should have been an independent power, was for years corrupt and had own goals. They had their own underworld agents and led companies to be financial independent from the official sources. Most operatives were unknown and lived unwatched by the Stations Crime Department. The Council wasn't interested in balance anymore, who ever they paid them the expected amount of money could engage them for personal businesses.

And so was it again, The Council was contacted anonymously for a new order, the suggested money for this job was enormous, the Council couldn't refuse such a big deal.

A gear which couldn't be bugged, was send to the Council's Agent. In the VR met two men, one the Council Agent and the other was the client.

Agent Miller was awaiting instructions and was ready to discus the implement of this job. The client send a contact person, who would be speaking with the Council Agents.

Agent Miller: "Good morning, I am Agent Miller, The Council is happy to serve you Mr.?"

"David, just David." he said calm and showing no emotions in his voice, keeping his eyes hidden behind big dark glasses and stood motionless.

"Hello David, how can we help you?" asked Miller with a polite tone often heard at the information desks, and smiled slightly.

"My boss wants to clean some trouble out of his life. If you go to the file I uploaded, you'll find the instructions."

Agent Miller opened the file and on a virtual screen appeared the instructions in numeral order:

File "The blue planet"

Subject matter: Prevent EA Project

Client: "Members of damage control"

1. Threaten Subject

Send mail to Devon Adair

2. Intrusion of privacy

Intimate by burglarizing

If nr. 1 and 2 don't work go to next phase

3. Sabotage Clearance Status of Eden Advance – Ronaoke

4. Destroy popularity of subject

Publish wrong information about Earth 2 and disrepute subject, frighten the participating families

Keeping subject alive is highly demanded!

5. Install computer viruses in Ronaoke

6. Install bomb in Ronaoke

7. Install chip in all passengers of Ronaoke

Agent Miller red the request and nodded

"Well, I'll pass the file to our committee and we'll contact you in three days at 9 o'clock Station Mean Time, please be aware of the Crime Department, Subject has friends there!", then he smiled

"I'm looking forward to work with you David!"

David nodded and disappeared out of the VR, so did Agent Miller.

The Council leader read the file and called for a meeting of all Council ops.

Thornton, the head of the Council was an old man, eager to keep his position within the Council. He worked as a ruthless double agent in his youth, sacrificed his brother to prove The Council his abilities to climb up the ladder in the inner system.

Six men and one woman ops met in the office of Thornton, all sitting around a big oval table, keeping them distant from each other - or Thornton from them.

Thornton "You'll already read the request and I think this is welcome to our own politics we already realized with the ZED Project and the Penal Colonists. We cannot allow that they will be revealed by letting Eden Advance and Devon Adair go to colonize Earth 2! We will support the "Members of Damage Control"," he laughed and continued "they'll actually help us to go on with our projects on Earth 2."

Earth 2 wasn't a new discovered planet like many thought, The Council had 60 years ago found it and tried to make much profit as they could make. The Station Government didn't know about The Council's projects there. Only some people believed in existing of such a planet but non of them were taken serious, in fact they were laughed at and be victims of a conspiracy.

Susan Heller, the only female among the few high ranking operative, spoke at first:

"Will we keep the asked sequence in the client's file or do you want us to discuss for improvements?"

"We start with number one and number two, after that we'll meet again for evaluation and contact our client!" answered Thornton; looking to the ops and showing with his index finger to the list on the virtual screen, he added

"Susan and Timothy, you are responsible for number one, Jack you will organize number two, before acting, I want to be contacted and inform me about the details of your plans!"

The ops nodded.

"If there will be non other instructions, I'll meet you again in two days at 5 o'clock Station Mean Time, good by Susan, good by gentlemen."

The ops left Thornton's office.

Thornton leaned back in his leather seat and took a cigar out of his jacket's pocket, he inhaled it and grinned, Devon Adair wouldn't proceed, she was only a small threat in his criminal world. He was glad that Members of Damage Control was fighting against her, he didn't know who these persons were by the name, but he could think of that they could be some pro-earth-socialists, rich-aristocrat-capitalists and fundamental-orthodox believers.

Devon Adair was used to be accused for many problems which she had nothing to do with, just because people envied her deeply. She was used to get threatening mails and be blamed for many injustices that happened all over the Stations. Her advisers had always a watchful eye on her, and kept most of the displeasing mails away.

One of her advisers was Yale, he was her mentor since her childhood. He was much older then Devon and was years ago transformed by the YALE-Program to serve as a teacher and adviser. He liked Devon very much, he saw a daughter in her he couldn't have, since Yale-programmed Citizens weren't allowed to have an own family.

The feelings were mutual, since Devon had no parents anymore; her mother died when she was eighteen years old, and her father died ten years later, she saw more and more Yale as her father, she honoured him much more when she grew up and found out, that she could confide in him. He was loyal and never doubted her good intentions, but he was honest and told her so, if he thought otherwise. She found their discussions very important, he wouldn't lie to her to make profits like her other friends had.

Yale met Devon in her apartment, they would meet regularly and speak about everything happened in the last days. This time, Yale had to inform her about new series of threatening mails her secretary received in her office. After they were analysed by the Crime Department, they were taken serious, they didn't think it was a bluff, or just someone who made his aggression go away by sending her hateful mails.

Yale was sitting in the big lounge room, drinking his tea and Devon had her gear on, read the files with the copies of the threatening mails.

She sighed, took the gear off, "Yale, they can't be meant to be serious, I think they are just like the other ones, I don't recognize a harm in them, how come the Crime Department think they are real threats?!"

Yale set his porcelain tea cup on the wooden table down

"Well, Devon, they are professionals, I trust their abilities to differ real threats and bluffs! They believe that the style, grammar and content is written by a person or persons who are meaning what they say, adding the situation in which you are, the current projects you lead, the provocative discussions your goals with the Eden Advance arise, they think you might be in real danger, and Uly too!"

Devon,

"I can't do justice to everyone on the Stations, there will be always some people who would feel affronted by me. I'll contact tomorrow the security and there will be regular monitoring at and around my office, I think this will be enough for now. I am tired of being accused for all the stupid things they have listed, with most of them I have no connection. I go and check on Uly before I go to bed, thanks for coming by Yale, I really appreciate that you came and not an officer from the Crime Department, though I think I'll call them tomorrow. I hope my insurances will be not informed or they'll cancel the policy for the Eden Project!"

Yale,

"I will call you tomorrow evening again and if I get news, I'll inform you immediately of course, good night Devon, get rest my child!"

Yale and Devon hugged and he left her apartment.

Devon went to Uly's room and watched him sleeping, while his respirator worked silently and green tiny control lamps blinked rhythmically. How could be someone so mean to threaten him, he was only a child, she thought sadly. She wished to make faster progress on her project and leave the Stations as soon as possible. Uly was now four years old, small for his age, but much mature than the other kids his age. He was patient when his mom or the nurses cleaned every week his machines in a long and tiring time, which supported him with oxygen, medication and necessary liquid food when needed.

After a long time of hopes and joyous feelings when she found Earth 2 and started her project, her worries grew again. The threats she got over the years were till now only addressed to her, but this time, they included Uly too and Devon Adair knew the price to pay when someone was successful…this time she paid with her fear for her son. Not only she had to fight his Syndrome, this time she had to fight against criminal psychopaths.

Tbc…Aylin