Liv POV

Liv stared at her small room. It was a clean looking cabin, painted all white and made her think of her dorm room when she was an intern in Boston's Hospital. A bed and a closet was all that was in there. That was all she needed but she still found it small.

No plants or any other sign of decoration and the only things she brought with her were some clothes. But finally, after being lost for some time on the ship, she had found the clinic. A guy named Shed, who introduced himself as the medic, guided her to this cabin and told her to rest before Liv could start work. Dropping her backpack with her few belongings, she let herself fall on the bed. A headache was starting to form near her eyes and she rubbed her head.

The start of the day wasn't exactly a smooth sailing for her. And her arrival at the Canterbury was a total disaster. When she got out of the ship that brought her there, not exactly the smoothest trip she made in her life, Liv had felt nauseous. Her stomach was turning for the worst by the time she docked at the Canterbury and there was no other way for her to take something for it.

Unfortunately for her, the only medicine she was carrying, made her feel light headed and she had no idea where to go. Liv had been told someone would be waiting by the docks to pick her up and guide her to her cabin, but no one was there. She had waited for what seemed liked hours and eventually ended up asking a map to one of the engineers she encountered.

By then, exhaustion dawned on her and Liv tried her best to read the map. But to her, it seemed unreadable because of the maze of hallways and levels. Still, she tried to find her way but found herself lost as soon as she stepped into one of the elevators. Taking her down to the lowest level. By then, Liv had the feeling this day was never going to end. And the slight confusion because of the medication, didn't help her at all at this point.

Then there was that Belter who was asking – no, almost ordering – her to come and see a room there. He had towered above her, long limbs and skinny frame. She had refused and panicked when the Belter had reached out for her. The man had threatened her. Or so she thought, she couldn't exactly understand the Creole language he was speaking. Liv did make a mental note to find someone who could teach her the Belter language. She had stood before with shaking hands but ready to strike if he actually came around to touching her.

Liv had never seen a Belter until that moment. She had read about them ; tall and thin because of the constant living in decreased gravity. Back on Earth, Liv had heard people talking about Belters as if they weren't human anymore – a deviation from the species norms of humans. She also knew they were being oppressed and used by Earth and Mars to do their dirty work. And of course, Liv knew about the existence of the OPA.

But that Earther intervened when the Belter reached out to her and she was thankful for it.

A sigh escaping her lips and closing her eyes to fight of the lingering migraine. The bed was softer than she thought and with one swift movement, Liv pulled her legs on it. She would change clothes in the morning. Feeling too exhausted to do it right away.

What was the Earther's name again? Amos. That Belter had called him Amos. So did that Naomi woman. Amos had showed her the way to the clinic after dealing with the Belter. But Liv had felt his gaze on her the whole time during the conflict, but what infuriated her more was the fact that he kept smirking the whole time. And he kept staring, making Liv only angrier after her whole ordeal of travelling to the Cant and her first meeting with a Belter. When meeting Naomi, she had the feeling Amos was challenging her in some way. But Liv wasn't in the mood at all to play a game.

But her anger faded by the time she had turned the map in her hands, proving him right that she had been holding it upside down when she found the door of the clinic. She had felt his eyes on her and turned to meet his gaze. Amos had been standing in the doorway of the canteen and was watching her. A small nod from his head to confirm she was doing all right and Liv had smiled at the man that probably saved her life. Only to be met with an emotionless look on his face and the view of his back when he just turned around.

It didn't matter who he was. The chances that she would see Amos again were slim and she started her clinic duty tomorrow. Turning around on her bed and realizing her headache was fading, Liv relaxed a little bit. Maybe this wasn't so bad after all…Maybe the Canterbury was the place where she'd be able to forget Earth and what happened there. All people ; Belters, Earthers and Martians alike, were here because they had something to hide from their past. She was no different. 'So why be scared?' was her last thought before falling into a deep slumber.