Valerian waited anxiously for the doors of the small transport ship to fully open and for Jim to step out. "That's her?" Valerian said as he eyed the bundle wrapped in a medical blanket in Jim's arms.

"Yes," he said dully, walking forward towards a medical stretcher surrounded by some doctors. He placed the bundle on stretcher gently.

As Jim laid her on the stretcher Valerian got his first glimpse of the woman who had once been the Queen of Blades. His eyes widened as he looked at her soft features surrounded by dark dreadlocks. He moved his eyes over her features, taking them all in. "I never expected her to be so..." he searched for the right word, "beautiful."

Jim looked at him as if to warn him to stay away.

Valerian ignored Jim's glare and looked at the unconscious woman lying on the stretcher. It was at that moment Valerian realised why Jim had done everything he could to bring her back. She was breath taking.

The medics started to rush her away, Jim and Valerian looked at each other with suspicion and followed them. Neither man wanted to let Sarah out of their sight.

The doctors took Sarah to the sick bay. Jim and Valerian stayed close behind.

The moment they arrived the doctors removed the blanket from Sarah and exposed her fully naked body. They started to run IV lines and take samples.

Valerian realised it would have been polite to look away but instead he ran his eyes over her naked form. He admired every curve, every muscle, every inch. He wished he could touch her ample breasts and caress her soft vagina.

She stirred slightly as she realised something was happening to her but her eyes remained closed.

Valerian was almost to the point of having her entire body memorised by heart when the medics covered her with a clean blanket. He felt disappointment as the perfect form was hidden from view.

Jim moved closer to Sarah and took her hand in his. He whispered words of encouragement to her as the doctors fussed about them.

Valerian stayed back and observed. He felt jealous as he watched Jim holding Sarah's pale hand.

Jim could feel Valerian watching them and he turned his face to him. "You don't have to be here," he said coldly. "She isn't going anywhere. Your prize is safe."

His prize. Valerian liked the sound of that. He'd won. A small victory at least in the war with his father. Now the Queen of Blades was his. Sarah Kerrigan was his. He just hope she'd come to see it that way, too. Valerian took one final look at Sarah's face and smiled. He started to feel a little guilty he would be using her to get back at his father. He wondered how his father could have left such a beautiful woman to die such a violent death at the hands of the Zerg. He knew his father and he knew he would have imagined her death thousands of times in his mind; the Zerg ripping the flesh from her bones and tearing her to pieces.

Valerian felt his fists close tightly in anger as he thought of his father's cruel act. He started to relax again as he stared at Sarah, knowing she hadn't succumbed to that fate. Instead she had been turned into something quite different by the Zerg. Valerian could never have imagined that under the Queen of Blades was such a delicate flower. Of course had seen pictures of Sarah Kerrigan before her infestation, but they didn't do her justice; her smile just a little too wide for her face and red hair that was just too a bit too bright to make him take her seriously.

Now the red hair was gone; replaced with brown tentacles. The smile was gone and now her plump lips were slightly parted and expressionless. Valerian hoped one day he could touch those lips with his own. He pulled his eyes away from her and turned to leave. He would let her get settled before he came to see her properly.