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Chapter 36 –Bez's Crew to the Rescue!—

Zim's P.O.V….

After a minute or so of holding Wren close after discovering what remained of James I tapped my com badge. "Rachel?"

"Speaking," came the reply.

"We've found something on our end."

"What is it?" she asked.

"It's more of whom was it instead of a what," I said quietly.

"Who was it?"

"Let's just say we found out what happened to James," I said smoothing down Wren's hair.

"Good, I hope he got what was coming to him," she spat into her com badge.

"Rachel!" Wren snapped through my com. "I know he was a bastard and hurt you but he was still a friend. If you can't get your head out of your ass long enough to see that then you can report back to the ships."

There was silence over the line now. Everyone was looking at Wren at our table. A few were even gaping at her. All it took was a glare from her to move their looks else where.

I sighed and tapped my com badge again. "Rachel, have you found anything on your end?"

"I found a friend of ours from our school," she replied waspishly.

"Alright then, just stay there and don't do anything. When we figure out what to do we'll contact you, ok?" I said trying not to sound snappish myself.

"Fine," she replied and the line went dead.

Narrator's P.O.V….

Everyone's attention in Wren's group was caught by what sounded like a drum roll.

"Heeelllllooooo… uh…. Wherever this is and wherever I am!" someone shouted while jumping up onto a table.

Zim and Wren raised a brow at the human on a table. It was a guy with brown, blonde hair and a goofy grin plastered on his face. He wore what seemed to be friar's robes mixed with a space uniform. The two looked at him then at each other with a look that could only think, 'this is going to be bad.'

"You know," he started. "I've seen grave yards livelier than this crowd. But that's probably because the graveyard I saw was alive."

Wren hid her face in her palm. "That was horrible," Wren said with a snort. "Wasn't even funny."

"That was bad?" the guy said coming to our table. "Bad was a friend of mine. She was so bad that she scared little kids with a grin. She was even worse when she was PMSing. But Wren was even more frightening when you stole her chocolate. You never steal her chocolate."

Wren didn't think about it when she answered, "I was not. Rachel was even worse than I was." She pouted.

Zim raised an eyebrow as the human leaned a little closer to Wren. Unconsciously he pulled her a little closer to his chest to get her away from the odd human.

"Your name is Wren?" he asked.

"Nope," Zim said with a smirk, "mine is."

"So both your names are Wren?"

"No," Wren said flashing an innocent smile. "You said your's was."

"No I didn't. My name is Justin!" the human said.

"Do you have a last name to go with the first or is it just Justin?" Zim asked.

"Yes! I mean no!" he said and glared. "I have a last name and it's Loudin. It isn't just Justin."

Wren blinked, leapt out of Zim's grasp, and suddenly tackled the guy to the floor. "I know you! I knew I knew you! How in the galaxy did you get here? What the hell are you wearing? Is there anyone else with you? Oh well, don't care. You're coming with us," she said all in one breath.

"Ok…" Justin said quite confused while looking up at the disguised human.

Wren looked at Zim over her shoulder with a grin. "Zim, let's say free for all and get as many people as we can out of here."

Zim's eyes glinted and he grinned. "Does that mean what I think it means?"

Wren jumped up from where she was sitting on Justin. She offered a hand to the teen to help him up. Grinning at him she dropped her disguise to reveal the human she was instead of the dragon form she had held. Her tail twitching in anticipation of what as to come.

With a wink to the baffled human Wren shouted as she leapt onto a table, "Hell yeah! Mutiny of all slaves!"

Every slave's head in the place shot up to look at Wren. A cheer rose up in the room and several crashes were heard as tables were knocked over and patrons were knocked out. Zim was right on the com as all hell broke loose.

Wren's P.O.V….

Moments Later….

"Let's go people!" I shouted and motioned for several people to follow me.

We had met up with Rachel halfway to the ships and the rest of the crew had dropped the holograms. There were dozens of slaves following us to the ships. Several aliens were also following behind us and were getting closer as we got closer to the ships.

All around me there were screams and shouts of people who were getting hit by weapons fire. A few were being carried by others. I knew for sure that a few of those hit were not going to make the trip. I wanted to save everyone but I couldn't play hero for everyone. But we could save as many as we could by returning fire.

Somehow we made it to the ships and I started ordering people onto them. There were more people that should have been on the ships right now but all we cared about was saving as many as we could.

"Ma'am! We've found that missing ship!" one of the Irkens who were left behind to guard the ships shouted at me through the confusion.

"Great! Move people toward it. I'll take it back," I said shouting back.

"Move it now people!" I shouted ushering them forward. "Move! Move! Move!"

I knew I was taking a risk as I extended the spider legs in my pak to get a better view of the scene. I searched for the ship that was brought by James. Finally seeing where the one crew member was pointing too I headed straight toward the thing. It seemed now that there were a lot more exchanges of fire between my crew and the people from the planet. And it was by sheer dumb fate that as soon as I hit the ship a blast of a weapon seared my left shoulder from behind. I cried out in pain and snarled when I hit the ground.

"Wren!" I heard Zim shout.

I looked up over my shoulder as I started to stand up. "Get them out of her Zim! I'm okay!" I shouted to him ears flat against my skull.

I grabbed my shoulder and made it over to the ship that James wasn't going to be using any time soon. I stood at the door and ushered more people onto the ship. When we were as full as we could be I had to shut the doors. Several people grinned at me knowing what had to be done and saluted me in somewhat good humor. I pounded a fist against the door after they had closed knowing there were so many more people I wanted to help. My tail lashed in suppressed fury and helplessness that I felt.

Shaking myself out of that state I took the controls and I tapped the coms into life. "Get who and what you can on the ships folks and get off the ground. Take as many as you can without overdoing it. I hate to leave them but we have to get out of here before anything happens."

Within seconds everyone was off the ground without any loses of our ships.

On Bez…..

I was the first ship to land back on Bez. Nurses and several crew members were standing by and ready to sort and check the refugees from the planet. It took a few moments to empty the whole ship of its passengers and by then the rest of the ships was coming into the docking bays.

I watched amazed as all of them came in through what seemed to be a force field across the opening of the bay. I had never seen something like that in person before. It was quite amazing.

I didn't get long to watch though as a crew member from Bez came up to me to sign a few vids and to hand me a vid that continuously updated with human and Irken names. It told me who they were and what they did or could do. Within a few seconds it seemed as if all hell broke loose in the hangers.

I was in the middle of giving out orders when suddenly I was lifted up into someone's arms in a huge hug. I glanced up to see that it was Zim and he was grinning.

"You're ok, right?" he asked looking worried.

"I think so," I said hesitantly. "Though my shoulder hurts like hell."

He let me go only to bend down and pick me up bridal style in his harms. "Then you're going to med lab," he said sternly.

"But I have things to do here!" I protested flattening my ears while glaring at him a little.

"Let someone else handle it," he said started to walk toward the lift. "They seem to be doing a rather good job of it."

"But!" I started to protest again.

"But nothing. If I have to find a way to silence you I will. You're going to get your shoulder checked out and that's final," he growled at me without looking at me.

I shivered at his tone and pouted while muttering, "fine," under my breath.

Rachel's P.O.V….

The hanger was hell needless to say. There were some people there that we hurt pretty badly and then there were a few that only had a few scratches. Some weren't even hurt at all. Those that weren't hurt were ushered off to either the mess hall or the captain's mess. Everyone though was running around shouting one thing then another. Out of the corner of my eye I barely registered Zim taking Wren out with a pretty messed up looking shoulder.

An hour later we saw the end of the flurry of people. I sighed happily and headed to my room. All I wanted to see was that bathtub full of hot water and after that my bed.

"I am so glad that is over for now," I muttered to Curtis who was standing beside me. I carefully rested my head on his shoulder with a barely hidden yawn.

"That's over but we still need to visit the medical lab," he said looping an arm around my waist loosely.

"Why?" I asked yawning again and looking up at him.

"Because you've got a few scrapes on your cheek that need looking after," he replied running he thumb under one.

I winced as the well known prickle of pain lanced through my cheek, "That scrape, I can feel it now."

Curtis rolled his eyes, "Now you feel it?"

"Hey, I can't help it. That was one mission that could get anyone's adrenaline going," I pouted.

He just laughed and pulled me towards the lift to med lab.

Med Lab….

If hell has dissipated from the hanger it had found a new home in med lab. Nurses were scurrying around like mad taking care of several people at once.

"Ouch! Damn that hurt! What the hell was that?" We heard someone growl.

We turned the corner to spot Wren with Zim and a nurse who was trying to work on Wren. Two helm crew members were standing there waiting patiently for Wren to finish snapping before trying to get her attention again. But what really startled us was Wren sitting on Zim's lap.

Zim's P.O.V….

After I had led Wren to med lab the hurt refugees started to pour in. To make more room for those that were hurt I sat on one of the beds and pulled a protesting Wren onto my lap.

"You don't have to treat me like a child you know," Wren pouted one hand at her shoulder and the other intertwined with mine. She squeezed my hand sharply and winced in pain.

I'm just making room for the incoming people grashe," I said giving her hand a small squeeze. "And to support you because no matter how much you cover it up, you're in pain."

She just snorted, "I'm not in pain. I'll be just fine."

I rolled my eyes at her as she tapped her com badge. "Can I have two crew members down in med lab to help sort out these refuges?"

"Ma'am yes ma'am. We'll be right down," came the reply.

I shook my head, "You don't rest do you?"

"Not when my adrenaline is still up, can't help it Zimmy," she said and watched a nurse come up warily.

"I you say so."

Narrator's P.O.V….

The nurse started to slowly cut away the fabric of the uniform Wren had warn planet side. She stopped when she noticed her captain's attention was caught by Kii and Kriss, two crew members from the bridge. She picked up a needle carefully and quickly injected a mix of numbing agent and a type of human safe antibiotic.

"Ouch! Damn, that hurt! What the hell was that?" Wren asked growling her attention completely focused on the nurse now.

The nurse grinned and held up the needle that was still in her hand. The color drained from Wren's face and she blinked at the needle dumbly. "You were distracted so I took the chance. You needed it because if I would have tried to take the rest of that uniform off the wound it would have hurt like hell," the nurse said with a smirk.

"Oh," Wren squeaked.

Rachel and Curtis, whom came in only when Wren growled, started to laugh. Wren scowled as best as she could at them in return.

A few days later….

After a few days of chaos, things started to calm down a lot. Wren had to have her shoulder bandaged every other day and in a sling. She wasn't happy about that knowing when she was younger she was in about the same predicament because of a broken elbow. Rachel healed quite well and so had most of all the other scratched up refugees.

Right now Rachel was lounging in her room on the couch enjoying a small break from the chaos. She was snacking and reading a book on a vid unit instead of looking at reports left and right.

Curtis entered her domain only to sit beside and gave her a swift hug. "Hey there. Any news on the refugees?"

Rachel nodded and licked some marshmallow and cheese off her fingers. "Yep, seems we have quite a range of talents form a ship builder to a striper."

"A striper?" he asked.

Rachel narrowed her eyes at him, "Don't even think about it."

Curtis winked down at the girl, "Don't worry about it Rachel, wasn't thinking anything about a striper."

Rachel rolled her eyes at him and took another bite out of her cheese mallow.

Wren frowned as she sat down in her chair on the bridge. Her shoulder still stung from the injury. 'Damn my bad luck,' she thought. She scanned the room and started to call for any updates.

After several moments of silence one of the bridge crew spoke up. "Ma'am,' Sye said, "I think you need a vacation."

"And why's that?" Wren asked, a smile tugging at her lips.

Sye turned around and gave her a half smile. "Because you look like hell, no disrespect intended."

Wren rolled her eyes and grinned. "I look like hell? Have you seen yourself? You're making hell jealous my dear Sye."

Everyone on the bridge started to laugh.

"She got you there Sye," Click said tapping his hands over his control panel at life support.

"Crash and burn," Wyn giggled bringing a vid screen to Wren.

"Alright guys, I admit defeat," Syy said raising his hands in the air and turning back to his station at the helm controls laughing.

Wren laughed, "Thanks for the advice though Sye. But there is way too much to do."

"Like what? Watch brain cells fry?" A'lee asked. She was at the weapons station.

"Dear, what is there to watch? Most of the men's brain cells are fried already," Wyn said.

Most of the females on the bridge started to giggle. The males scowled at the females playfully. Wren was hiding her smile behind her hand and covered her laugh with a cough.

"Now, now ladies. Leave 'em be. At least our guys here are smarter, sweeter and way better looking than that of Red and Purple," Wren said in a lecturing tone.

"I'll agree to that!" A'lee cheered as the other females joined in.

Two weeks later….

Wren's P.O.V….

I was in med lab being poked and prodded once again. After two and a half weeks of this I would have though I'd had been used to this by now. I sighed and rested my chin on my good shoulder. My left shoulder was doing a lot better and I would only have a few small scars if that. Unfortunately for me though it was a wet dry bandage the nurse was using on the wound so she had to almost rip it off.

"Almost done ma'am," Clowe, the nurse said. "This will be the last time for this wet/dry bandage. Your shoulder will have to be bandaged for another week though."

"Don't mind at all Clowe," I said. "At least I kept my arm. Too bad I don't have some of that oh so wonderful Irken blood in me to help me heal faster." I added the last part with a smile.

She chuckled a little while picking up her things. She patted my leg. "I'm going to let that get some air for a few minutes. Don't place anything on it. Come back in about a half a kake or even a kake."

I looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "So, I'm supposed to walk around with my shirt like this?"

"Yes, nothing's supposed to touch it," she said sternly. "Are you uncomfortable walking around like that?"

"Hell no," I grinned, "I always wanted to have an excuse to go around in a shoulderless shirt."

After only a moment's pause to think, Clowe spoke up, "If you only bandage it at night, it is better to let it heal with just ointment and air during the day. You humans are just odd like that."

I laughed, "Ok, that means spaghetti strap shirts or sleeveless ones that don't cover my left shoulder, right?"

Clowe nodded. I grinned again and jumped down from the table. "I guess I can do that. Can't go against doctor's orders," I said and grabbed the ointment and bandages before walking out of med lab.

Rachel's P.O.V….

I scratched Click's ears as I lounged on the couch in my room. Click was growing from the little dragon that first hatched for me. He had disappeared for a while but was back and lounging on my stomach. It turned out that the two spheres were now taking care of the outside maintenance of Bez and where quite literally having a ball at it.

Click sighed and placed his head on my chest. Yawning he looked at me.

"What?" I asked and ran my hand down his back.

He just snorted and started to doze off again. I rolled my eyes at the little beast. The door to my room opened to reveal Curtis and I gave a small wave to him with a smile.

"So, this is what you do when I'm not around. Cheat on me with a cute creature," he said jokingly.

I gave him an innocent look, "Whatever do you mean?"

"With the way we joke around, it's amazing that we could even save a hundred and ninety people," he said switching subjects and kissing my forehead.

"You think that too?" I asked laughing