She sat silently on her bed while she watched HBO and ate her potatoe chips. She cuddled with her blanket as the AC kicked on but, her home phone rang and she reluctantly tore away from the warmth if the bed. She answered with a slightly annoyed "Hello." And she instantly regretted answering the phone. "Cara! It's Dr. Reynolds." She groaned mentally and sighed. "Hello... There is a reason for your calling, I am assuming it's important?" There was a slight pause then a small sigh was heard. "Yes, Weyland wants you to accompany us to planet LSR118 in sector 22." Cara sighed and shook her head. "Ask someone else. I already told Weyland I'm done with planetary expeditions." There was a sound in the background that sounded like coughing. "Cara, Weyland really needs you. This is a very important journey that requires you in order for it to be successful." Cara pondered on it for a moment and groaned audibly. "Fine, I'll do it for Weyland's sake." Cara didn't have to see Dr. Reynolds to know that he was grinning like a mad man. "Wonderful! I am sending a chopper to pic you up. Be ready, it will be there soon." With that, the line went dead and she set the phone down. 'Why does he have to use Weyland against me...' She thought as she grabbed suitable attire for the fly over to the lab. Cara grabbed enough undergarments for her planetary travel then became distracted by what was on the television. It was the reruns of the classic TV shows that day and her favorite, Game of Thrones, had just begun. Cara whimpered to her self as she threw her boots on, tying the laces.
"Always when I get busy." She said aloud. She switched the Television off, grabbed her luggage, and went around the house to turn off the lights. Cara was about to exit the door but then remembered she had to call someone. She rushed back inside her home and snatched up the phone before dialing the number for her home watcher. Cara professionally asked Miriam to watch over her home for a bit while she left for LSR118. Miriam gladly accepted and Cara was relieved that she could leave without worrying about her home. The familiar buzzing of a helicopter hit Cara's ears and she raced down the sidewalk to her driveway to meet the chopper. Her hair was flying in many directions as the wind whirled around her and finally, it touched down. She quickly jumped in and was immediately greeted by familiar faces. "Cara, been a while girl! How you been?!" Asked the always flirtatious, Jamal. She laughed and embraced quickly before she sat down. The chopped lifted and she replied to Jamal. "I've been alright. How are Kiara and Kaitlin?" She asked as she was embraced by the others, laughing slightly.
"They are alright. Just turned 10 and 15." She gawked then someone planted a huge kiss on her lips, the taste of mint and chocolate filled her mouth. She gasped then her kisser pulled away, laughing. "Michael!" She exclaimed, wiping her lips. The others laughed loudly and Michael winked at her. "What? It's been about 2 years and I missed ya." Cara rolled her eyes and the others jabbered on, filling her in on what had happened the past 2 years. They finally landed after an hour and she hopped off with her luggage. "Sweety, you aren't gonna need all those clothes where we're going." Michael stated, smirking. Cara stared at him and said plainly "They are undergarments so don't get any funny ideas." With that, she left him standing there and walked the direction she knew Weyland and Dr. Reynolds would be awaiting.
Cara watched as Weyland made his way towards her, a wide grin on his face. "It's been a while Cara." He said warmly. She returned a smile and embraced Weyland. "It has." There was a moment of silence then the two broke off the embrace. "Come, Let me show you what your mission is." Cara nods and follows the aging man. Cara missed Weyland, yes, but she definitely did not miss the Weyland Company. "Before Dr. Reynolds explain the mission, I want you to me the rest of your crew." Cara nodded curtly, her eyes staring at the figures who now emerged. "This is your Assistant Captain, Cara Sanders. As I mentioned before, she has had far more experience with planetary travel and because of that, you all are to give her your up most respect as well as your loyalty. It will be her job to ensure you all stay alive." They all nod in sync and study Cara, the males eyeing her full chest, causing her to fidget uncomfortably. "I'm Christopher Jenkins, call me Chris." One of the males said, a warm smile on his face.
Cara cautiously took his hand and shook it. "Pleasure." She muttered, eyeing him curiously. Chris had short, brown hair that was spiked which made him look like a teenage boy. The other three recruits; Lana Mitchell( Age: 25), Daniel Collins( Age: 33), and Jadelynn Parker (Age: 29), introduced themselves to their assistant captain before following Weyland into the control room. " You will be leaving within the hour but first, the mission will be explained to you." Weyland said, eyeing the door beside him. Cara stared at Weyland then at the door before Dr. Reynolds appeared, Grinning at everyone. "Hello, I am Dr. Reynolds but most of you already know me." He paused and grinned at Cara, causing her to get an uneasy feeling deep within the pits of her stomach. "You are going to Planet LSR118 which is in sector 22 as a search and rescue team. Three days ago, we lost all contact with 'Nostromo III'. This was the last thing we received from them before loss of contact." Dr. Reynolds hit a button and a static screen appeared, the sound of gunshots erupting, and the sound of hissing. Cara, as well as the others, were completely confused and leaned forward to get a better look.
The moment they saw a flash of green, a pain-filled scream erupted in the air and the sound of sizzling was heard. All sound was cut off so Dr. Reynolds ended the com. "Again, the last thing we received from them." He paused once more and gazed at Cara who again, shifted uncomfortably. The team looked down, completely unsure of how to react to their mission. "No disrespect Dr. Reynolds, but this seems like a suicide mission. I'm sure you saw the bits we did and I sure as hell ain't gonna be killed by whatever killed the crew on Nostromo III." Daniel stated, sounding as frightened as the others felt. Dr. Reynolds sighed and said "Which is why you are being armed by our most powerful weapons." He clasped his hands together and smiled.
"You are leaving now and the journey there will take roughly twenty to thirty years." With that, he left them all with Weyland. The crew were hesitant but left to grab their weapons. "Get ready princesses! Don't be sitting on your asses!" Michael yelled, commanding his crew. Cara turned to leave for her gear but was immediately pinned to a nearby pillar. She gasped in shock and saw that it was Michael. 'Of course...' she thought to herself. "Hmm, twenty years together? Might be fun." He said to her in a low and husky tone. Cara rolled her eyes at the male and he again surprised her by pressing his knee against her lower region. She gasped and he cupped her breast before sucking on her neck. She moaned quietly and felt his hard erection against her leg despite the his thick trousers. "M-Michael..." She stuttered breathlessly. He pressed his knee against her even more so and chuckled as he felt her arousal radiate off of her. "I'll let you finish what I started." With one last squeeze of her breast, he walked off, a smug smile on his face. Cara exhaled thankfully and pushed away her feelings. She hated how easily aroused she got. Cara blamed it on the fact that she has never gone further. Grunting, she stalked off to grab the things she needed for the trip to LSR118.
