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"Characters Speaking"
Characters Thinking
/Author Comments\
~~~Chapter Nine~~~
~~~Previous~~~
"Here's the schematic." He says as he hands a rolled-up piece of paper to Alex who places it under her arm with a mutter of thanks. "And do you have the book?" Harlan asks as he holds up a thick book from his desk.
"Yes, I do," Alex replies.
"Alright then, here's an aerial view." He says as he hands her an envelope.
A smile appears on Alex's face. "Thank you, Harlan, for everything." She says and we all nod in agreement and turn to leave.
"Whatever trouble you're in…" Harlan says stopping us in our tracks. "…trust no one."
~~~Present~~~
We leave the caravan and walk back through the casino. We come to a stop when Sara speaks up. "Thank you. All of you." Alex, Jack and I turn to look at her. "Seth and I understand that you don't have to go forward with us and yet you choose to."
"You're welcome," I say with a soft smile on my face.
"And don't worry." Alex continues. "We're gonna get you home. I promise." Alex turns to look at Jack. "I'm going to grab my stuff. Let's meet upstairs in the convention, at my booth then we get your cab."
She begins to walk off when Jack stops her. "Uh, Alex, uh, listen." He pauses hesitantly. "I can't let you come with us."
"What?" Alex asks slightly annoyed.
"If half of what Harlan says is true, it's way too dangerous. They got in my cab. They're my problem." Jack explains.
"Um, no." Alex disagrees without hesitation. "I have spent my entire life preparing for this moment. And now, when I have two actual aliens in need of my help, you want me to walk away?"
Jack says nothing as Sara, Seth And I simply stand their and watch.
"It's not gonna happen. Man up, soldier. I'm in." Alex says. "Just lay low till we meet up."
"Sure. Great. Lay low. Easy. How hard could it be?" Jack says as he watches Alex walk away.
"She thinks you're very handsome," Sara says to Jack who looks between her and in Alex's direction.
"Really?" He asks.
"And smarter than you think you are." Sara continues.
"So, she was thinking about me, huh?" Jack asks causing me to let out a soft giggle which made Seth smile slightly.
"At least as much as you were thinking about her," Sara tells him.
"Hm," Jack says in impressed. "So, she didn't happen to mention in her thought that I was, uh-" Jack begins but is interrupted by a guy in an alien suit who cries, "It's showtime everybody! Space Expo Number Nine. It's upstairs. Come on."
"Should we go upstairs now?" Seth asks Jack who is still looking in the direction Alex walked off in.
"Yeah, let's go upstairs." Jack agrees, obviously not paying attention to what was being said.
Seth and Sara walk off with the people in costumes. I watch as they disappear in the crowd before turning to look at Jack. "Jack," I say but he is still stuck in his thoughts. "Jack!" I cry out and he snaps to attention.
"Seth? Sara?" He calls out and looks at me.
"You said they should go upstairs." I point out.
"Oh, no. Seth! Sara!" Jack calls out again.
Without warning, somebody grabs my arm. I turn to look to see that a big bald guy has grabbed me.
"Tried to warn you, Jack." The bigger black guy says to him.
I notice the bandage on his nose and quickly realize they are the two men who gave Jack trouble yesterday morning.
"Mr Wolfe doesn't take rejection well."
"And who is this pretty little lady?" The bald guy asks as he tightens his grip on my arm.
"Let me go," I say annoyed.
"Don't touch her," Jack says darkly as he tries to remove himself from the black guy's grip.
~~~3rd POV~~~
Unknown to her, Seth stops in his tracks and holds his arm which throbs in pain.
"Seth? Are you alright?" Sara asks him but he shakes his head.
"I felt pain, but not my own, Sara. It was Iris's." He says causing Sara's eyes to widen. "It's the Amoria connection between us. She is in trouble!"
~~~Iris's POV~~~
"This is so not a good time," Jack says but he was punched in the gut and lets out a grunt.
"Jack!" I cry out.
"You're out of time, Jack." The bald man says cockily.
Suddenly, two guys in Star Wars Clone costumes walk up to Jack. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the Rebel Alliance cab driver scum." One says, pointing his fake gun at him.
"Not such a tough guy out of your ship, are you, womp rat?" The second asks. "You're in our house now."
Jack uses their distraction and releases himself from the black guy's grip. He grabs the fake gun and hits the black guy. With the bald guy also distracted, I pull my foot up and kick back into his private area causing him to let go of me and fall to the floor with a pained groan.
Jack throws the gun back to the Storm Troopers before turning to look at me. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," I say as Jack wraps his arm around my shoulder and pulls me through the crowd. "Move! Move!" He calls out as we run.
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