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Colby set out the cot for the big thing to lay his sister on. Retrieving the first aid kit from on of the many boxes, he rummaged through it taking out the needed materials to attend to her wounds. He poured alcohol into a small cup, before dropping a needle in to sterilize it.

The cut on Kenzie's midsection seemed pretty deep and Colby suspected it would need stitches. He wasn't as good at doing them as his sister, but they held and they were much better than their grandfather's. His often looked like the attempt of a cat playing with yarn.

Dropping to his knees beside the cot, Colby took the scissors he'd retrieved from the first aid kit and positioned them at the bottom of Kenzie's shirt. He didn't have time to cut as he was snatched up. Colby was only vaguely aware of the slight pain that he felt in his arm due to the fact that his eardrums seemed to shatter at the loud roar resounding off of the walls in the small space.

"He wasn't going to hurt her." Colby heard his grandfather speak from behind him. He was more focused on the mask that he was face to face with.

Colby watched as the big thing cocked his head to the side before releasing him and shoving him a bit. Colby moved his arm around. It hurt a little, but not too much. He still didn't appreciate how the mammoth of a thing just grabbed him up. He would give him a few words and slap him around a bit…in his mind.

Going back to his sister, Colby began to clean her injuries after cutting her shirt up to her chest. The wound on her midsection was a bit deeper than Colby had originally thought. Lacing the thread through the needle, he positioned it at one end of the wound. He was about to began when he heard a low growl. He'd been aware of the big creature watching him this whole time. Colby was glad he hadn't done what he did the first time, or he'd be forced to kick his giant ass…in his mind.

"I'm closing the wound so it can heal together properly." Colby informed him.

Without waiting for a reply or sound of acknowledgement, Colby set to work. He knew he should have given her something, but considering she had passed out he really didn't have much of a choice. He had to stitch her.

Finishing up, Colby tied off the end before cutting the thread. He was glad he or his grandfather weren't seriously injured as well. He doubted he could do another stitching job at this moment. Let alone one on himself.

Sitting in one of the fold out chairs, Colby watched as the big creature studied his sister. That was his guess at least. Considering he couldn't tell because of the mask. Colby then looked over to his grandfather who was writing something in a new field journal. He watched as the old man looked up at the big dude before going back to writing in his journal. Colby rolled his eyes. Typical.

"That's McKenzie. Kenzie for short." Colby spoke, turning his attention back to the humanoid thing. He knew he understood him. "What's your name?"

"Viper."

Colby cocked an eyebrow. "Like the snake?"

Colby waited for a moment until he realized that Viper didn't plan on answering him. He watched as Viper turned his attention towards the many boxes stacked almost to the ceiling.

"I'm Colby. This is my Gramps, Daniel and Kenzie's my sister." Again Viper didn't answer.

Instead Colby watched as he took one of the boxes from the top and opened it. Colby could only imagine what was in that box. Ever since this alien apocalyptic invasion of creatures they'd been stocking up on nonperishable items. All sorts of canned and boxed foods, along with personal care products, clothes, medication and ammunition. Kenzie had an entire box full of books and another two filled to the top with nothing but bubble gum. While his grandfather had a box with empty journals just waiting to be filled.

Colby watched as Viper pulled a small box from the larger one and opened it. He could barely contain his laughter as Viper pulled out one of the packages inside.

Viper held up the small yellow package and examined it. Putting the small box down, he tore the wrapping off the item. It was a little blue object. One end being thicker than the other. Pushing on the smaller end, Viper was surprised to discover that it moved. He soon discovered something was hidden inside.

Viper took a finger and ran it over the soft but firm white piece that had been produced. He pulled it from the blue holder it was in and noticed it had a thin white tail. He turned to the males to see them both watching him. The younger of the two laughing.

"What is this?" He asked holding up the item.

"That's Kenzie's. It's…an item females use." The young male, Colby replied.

Viper couldn't imagine what is was used for. The females of his species didn't use anything that looked like this. Nothing even close. Then again she was not of his species.

"Perhaps it is an ear plugs." Viper spoke aloud. He was aware that oomans often used those while in battle when shooting weapons.

"Perhaps not." The male stated drawing Vipers attention. "It's a plug all right. Just not for her ears." Colby laughed.

"Then where does she put it?" Viper inquired.

"Where the sun doesn't shine. Well at least one of the places the sun doesn't shine." The young male supplied.

This answer further puzzled Viper. There were a vast amount of places that the sun didn't shin. Viper found it wasteful for her to throw them in random places. What was the point in that? From what he saw it didn't do anything. Maybe it would activate in the dark. Viper fixed it to hang from his belt for later examination.

Turning back to the wall of boxes, he pulled down another one. This one was filled with different ooman foods. With each box that he opened, Viper found something new. Some things that were familiar and other things that were not.

It was only after his curiosity was satiated that he felt the affects of his injury. Adrenaline just now wearing off. Removing the solution from his belt he went about applying it to the wound. He would have offered it for the female, but he knew it was too strong for her sensitive flesh.

Once finished, Viper sank to the floor beside the female. By his calculations it was dark outside. The beginning of the ooman sleep cycle. Not that he needed to, but he would wait until morning to leave. It was his duty by honor to make sure the female was okay.

Viper turned his attention to the older male and began to study him as he seemed to be doing to him. It puzzled Viper as to why none of them had been afraid of him. Then again after taking on numerous Kainde Amedha, he'd be surprised if something did scare them.

"Where did you learn to speak our language?" The older male asked. Viper remembered the younger one saying his name was Daniel.

"How do you know it is not my language as well?" Daniel offered no reply. "Where did you learn to speak it?" Viper then asked.

"Well, I was taught."

"Then you have your answer." Viper replied.

"Gramps, you just got burned." The younger male laughed. Something Viper noticed he did a lot.

His statement however, was another that confused Viper. The older man clearly was not on fire and he didn't seem to be in pain. Viper could neither smell or see smoke. He finally decided that it was an ooman thing and let it go. The old man wrote something else, Viper noticed, before looking back at him.

"How old are you?" Daniel asked.

Viper cocked his head to the side regarding Daniel from behind his mask for a moment before turning to the female. "Older than you."

Viper knew that oomans aged differently then Yautja. Even with Daniel's white sprinkled hair, Viper knew that he was older.

The female stirred slightly and Viper quickly scanned her to make sure that she was doing fine. All things were in order.

"Viper. Where did you get that name?" Daniel asked.

"From my bearer. Where did you get yours?"

"Interesting. My father." Daniel mumbled while writing frantically.

As Colby listened to the exchange of questions and answers, he wondered if his grandfather could tell that Viper was annoyed. He definitely could. It was a wonder that the big dude hadn't snatched his Gramps up yet. At this moment Colby wanted to. He knew his grandfather would keep with this questioning all night if allowed to. Instead, he sat back in his chair with his hands behind his head. He did what he often did when he wasn't fighting for his life. He thought about Haley.

~ Running. What everyone seemed to be doing a lot of lately. Something was wrong. Where were all of these things coming from? How did they get here and what were they? Where was the damn government when you needed them? A million different questions. Not one solid answer.

Colby ran as fast as his legs would take him towards the ugly thing against the advisement of his sister. He could hear her trying to catch up with him as she screamed for him to stop, but he couldn't. He wouldn't. Not until he had Haley safely beside him. One of those things had grabbed her and he was willing to fight through them all to save her.

Dodging holes and pieces of houses, Colby raced after them. He could hear the cries of those who were grabbed. Taken. How those ugly things managed to grab anything was a mystery to Colby. One he didn't care to figure out. All he cared about at the moment was getting Haley back. The damn things were moving fast and it seemed when he thought he was getting closer he was actually getting father away.

Against his command, his body began to shut down and he collapsed to the ground. Kenzie was there beside him in a matter of seconds.

"I'm sorry." She whispered.

Colby couldn't reply. All he could was sit there as a single tear escaped one of his eyes. He was helpless. He couldn't even save the girl he loved. He'd promised to protect her after her family was killed and he couldn't do that. He'd broken his promise. He'd lost her. She was gone. ~

Colby hadn't realized that he'd closed his eyes. Not until he opened them. His heart was beating fast and he automatically brought a hand to his chest. He looked over to find that not only had his grandfather ceased his questioning, but he was on one of the cots asleep. Colby looked at Viper to see the hollow eyes of the mask aimed right at him.

"Your heart is beating fast. You are afraid."

Colby didn't try to figure out how he knew that. "No." He answered simply.

Propping his feet up on the chair his grandfather had vacated, Colby once again leaned back in his chair. There was no point in him getting out a cot. He wouldn't sleep. He hardly ever slept. Images of that night invaded his dreams. He could sleep when he was dead.

"Where are you from?" Colby asked just to make conversation.

"The Imperial Blue Clan."

Colby turned to look at Viper. "Clan?"

"It is…like a big family."

"I know what a clan is. Where do you live?"

"Far." Viper answered him simply.

Colby decided to let it drop. He doubted he'd be able to comprehend whatever it was Viper would tell him anyway.

Colby looked up at the ceiling again wondering what it looked like outside of these four walls. He wonder if the place he'd called home for all of his life would even be recognizable. If all the houses had been demolished in the blast. He also wondered what Viper's bomb had been made from and if he could make more himself. He wondered until the early hours of the morning.

Kenzie's eyelashes fluttered as she opened her eyes and turned over on her side. Immediately she wished she hadn't. Pain rocket through her and she let out a low hiss through her teeth. She bit back the curse that hung on her lips and sat up with a grunt.

A low purr could be heard and Kenzie felt herself relaxing. She looked around finding both her brother and her grandfather asleep. She then looked to the end of the cot and saw the big guy sitting on the floor. She gave a small smile as she got up.

Going to one of the boxes she knew held medical supplies, she searched though it until she found some extra strength Advil. She needed something to take this pain in her side away. She threw two of the pills into her mouth, dry swallowing.

Walking back over to the cot she sat beside the big guy. She didn't know what time it was, but she knew it was morning. She was anxious to see what had become of the place she called home. She wanted to wake her grandfather and ask him where they went from here. She wanted to wake Colby and have him go outside with her, but she knew that he'd probably just gotten to sleep.

The silence in the room ticked on. Neither of them saying anything. Kenzie was well aware that he could speak. Or was it just a figment of her imagination? Something she'd just thought happened? Only one way to find out.

"I'm Kenzie."

"I know." Came the reply.

"What's your name?"

"Viper." He sighed.

Kenzie laughed. "I see my grandfather has been grilling you with questions. I promise not to ask as many."

"You are curious."

"Very." Kenzie answered.

"Why?"

She laughed. "There are tons of reasons why, but I'll settle for knowing what you are."

"Yautja."

"Yah-cha?" Kenzie tried. The word feeling odd on her tongue.

"Yes." Viper stated at her attempt. "You are still curious."

"What do you look like? Will you take your mask off?"

She watched as Viper cocked his head to the side. She knew that he was studying her. Probably contemplating her questions. She watched as he reached up and took a tube from one side. It released with a hissing sound. He then proceeded with the others. Kenzie prepared herself for what she may see.

As he removed the mask, Kenzie let out a light gasp. She'd tried to prepare herself, but she hadn't done such a good job.

His face housed two sets of mandible that framed his mouth. She'd been able to tell from the mask that his head was rather large, and she hadn't been wrong. Where a nose should have been there was a small protrusion. His eyes a brilliant green. His dreadlock like tresses flowed from his head, seeming to grow that way. His face a shade of tan.

Kenzie looked back at his eyes. Something about them enticed her. They were calming. He may not have been the most handsome thing, but he was damn sexy compared to the Glass Mouths. Kenzie let a small smile play on her lips as she reached out to grab one of the tresses. Only to stop herself as pain broke through her midsection. Kenzie grunted in pain and she heard the purring sound from before. Her head snapped to Viper.

"Are you making that sound?"

The purr stopped. "Yes."

"It's nice."

Silence once again took over. Kenzie tried waiting patiently for her brother and Gramps to wake up, but she'd never really been good at patience.

"Will you take me outside?" She asked turning to Viper.

She watched as he slipped his mask back on and headed over to the door. When he stopped to look at it, she could only wonder what he was doing. Then it hit her. He doesn't know how to open it.

Getting up from the cot, Kenzie moved past him to open the door. She allowed him to walk out first. She followed him up the stairs and watched as he effortlessly pushed the top hatch open. She could hear debris falling as he did so.

Once he was out he help her out. Kenzie knew that it would be bad, but she hadn't expected this. Everything had been leveled. There wasn't an intact house anywhere. Some things were even still on fire. She was at a lost for words. Only one thing came into her mind. Where will we go from here?

Viper saw the expression on the females face. He felt the worry come off of her. Everything she knew was gone. He'd never known how him blowing up cities affected those who lived there until now. It left them with nowhere to go. Never before had he cared until now. The female was his responsibility. It seemed that now he would have to look after her.

"When they wake, we will leave"

"And go where?" Kenzie asked him.

"Home."

"Look around. My home is gone. There's nothing left."

"My home." Viper informed her.

"Your home?" She questioned.

"Yes. I am responsible for you now. I destroyed your home. You are in my care. You must come with me." Viper knew what he'd just said was a lie, but she didn't. For some reason he didn't want to leave the female.

"You mean my family and I?"

Viper nodded. "Yes. There are a few more oomans that live on our home ship."

"You mean humans?"

"Yes, oomans."

"Humans."

"Oomans."

"Humans."

Viper shook his head realizing that they would get no where if he continued to respond in that way, so he agreed with her. "Yes, them."

"Wait. Did you say ship?"

"Yes." Viper answered.

"Well, I've always wanted to be a space cowgirl."

Viper thought about what she said. He knew of cowgirls from a hunt he taken long ago, but to have one in space was illogical. He'd never heard that before. Again he brushed it off as another ooman thing. Between the female and the young male, he figured he'd be learning a lot of ooman things very soon.

"Are we there yet?" Kenzie asked for what was probably the hundredth time. She knew she was most likely getting on everyone's nerves, but it felt as if they'd been traveling for hours.

Telling her brother and grandfather about packing up and heading to live on a ship in outer space was easier than she thought it would be. Colby was all for going somewhere knew. He was sick of the Glass Mouths and figured there wouldn't be any aboard a ship. Her grandfather had been all too excited about the chance to study more of Viper's species.

The hard part was getting all the boxes and crates loaded onto the little ship Viper beckoned. It took a few times to get all of the boxes to his travel ship and stored away. Kenzie refused to go into outer space without things that she needed. It just wasn't happening. So after a few trips and a few annoyed men, everything had been loaded onto the main ship and they were ready to go.

Kenzie knew that they'd probably been traveling about an hour or two, but with the vast amount of darkness it made it feel as if it was going on forever. Sure she saw the occasional star, or gas ball as Viper had called it when she though they were going to hit it, but that was it. There was nothing else for her to do.

It was as if hunting those damn Glass Mouths had rendered her incapable when it came to dealing with down time. She was slowly going out of her mind. Finally, becoming tired of the glares Colby sent her every time she sighed, Kenzie headed out of the room they were in and down the hall to the control room.

"Are we almost there?" She asked walking up beside Viper.

"No."

"Well, we've been to infinity and beyond. There's nothing left after that except maybe oblivion." Kenzie propped herself against the dashboard. "Are we lost?"

"No."

"Would you tell me if we got lost?"

"No, but we are not lost. Impossible."

Kenzie raised an eyebrow. "It's impossible for us to get lost?"

"Yes."

Kenzie shrugged. "If you say so."

"I do." Was Viper's reply.

"Can I explore?" Kenzie asked him. Viper looked at her. His green eyes meeting her hazel ones as he cocked his head to the side. "You know…look around." She stated.

"Yes." Viper responded. "You can explore."

Kenzie pushed off of the dashboard and headed out of the sliding door. She walked down the hallways past the room she'd originally been in. She looked down as she walked. The floor was a flood of white smoke and she didn't want to chance tripping over anything.

Stopping at every door. She peered inside after it slid open. One room she discovered was a bathroom. She knew this because of the giant sized toilet in the corner. Yeah, she'd definitely fall into that. There was a pool in the middle of the room. Water the color of moss and mold. She scrunched up her nose. The sink looked simple enough to maneuver, but she wouldn't get her hopes up. There was also what looked like a shower.

Another room, she found, was a bedroom. It was simple enough. With just a bed in the middle. It sat low and was covered in different color fur. They looked soft enough. Other than the bed, there were a few shelves in the room, but nothing more.

Upon entry to the next room, she discovered it was a kitchen. This room was right beside the room she'd been in originally, which was a dining room. There was another door inside the kitchen that she was sure led to the dining room. There were a few counters and a large refrigerator along with some cabinets, a few drawers, and a sink.

After leaving that room she headed to the last door on the right. She knew the one on the left headed to the storage room. That's were all of the boxes and crates were. Kenzie waited for a few seconds before realizing that the door wouldn't open. She looked down and saw that it had a keypad of some sort, but instead of numbers there were figures.

Having explored every place in the ship, well every place she could be in, Kenzie headed back to the control room. She stepped inside after the door slid opened and walked over to the control board leaning against it.

"Done exploring?" Viper asked.

"Yes and I'm still bored."

"Come." Viper beckoned her with one of his talons.

Viper reached out and gently grabbed the female as she moved forward. He was surprised when she did not flinch away from his touch. Again, nothing about the female should shock him.

Pulling her down into his lap, he took her hand and put it on the toggle that controlled the direction of the ship. He then took her other hand and placed it by the thruster control swivel ball.

"Fly the ship." He told her moving his hands from hers.

"What? No! I'll kill us all!"

"Impossible. I am here to help. Fly the ship." She nodded at him. He tapped her right hand. "Steering. Keep it straight ahead." He tapped her left hand. "Accelerator. Up to go faster. Down to go slower."

Viper could tell that the female was nervous, but he had to give her something to do. She'd asked him nine times in two ooman hours if they'd made it yet. It was driving him a little insane. She had no patience. A quality she'd need if she was ever to be considered a great warrior instead of just a good one.

While she was worried about wrecking the ship and killing them all, Viper wasn't worried in the least. He'd set the ship to autopilot, but he'd let her think she was flying if it got her to stop asking that same question.

The females legs felt warmed pressed against his own. She'd changed her ooman coverings when she got aboard the ship. Her bottom covering only going about mid-thigh. Viper knew it wasn't a simple loincloth. It was connected in the middle. Her small top covering was thin and did nothing to protect her shoulders and arms. They to felt warm against his chest.

He found her ooman hair fascinating. It didn't grow in tresses like his. It grew in thin strings. Viper gently slid a talon through it. Feeling the silky softness of it. He leaned back in order to dip his head. He slowly weaved his mandible through it and he felt the female stiffen a bit. Viper let a low purr start within his stomach and it vibrated throughout his entire body.

"So…um how long do we have until we make it to the home ship?" Kenzie asked.

Viper removed his mandible from her hair and leaned back. "A week." He stated after cutting off his purr.

He heard the female let out a sigh. "What am I suppose to do for that long?"

"Fly the ship, explore, sleep, eat."

"Those things only take up so much time." Kenzie told him.

Viper didn't reply. Instead he relaxed in his seat while she "flew" the ship. He would find something for the female to do later when she was sleeping. He couldn't deal with her asking if they were there every other ooman hour.

"I think Viper likes McKenzie."

Colby snapped his head up to look at his grandfather. "Is that even possible?"

"I'm not sure."

"Then don't say awkward things like that until you are sure." Colby told him.

Colby sat back in the chair he was in, and wondered what was wrong with his grandfather. He'd just said an alien liked his granddaughter without blinking an eye. The old man definitely had a few screws loose. His excitement about going to live on a ship in outer space with extraterrestrial creatures worried Colby. Granted he was ready to start anew some where as well, he hadn't been as excited as his grandfather.

Colby turned back to what he was doing. Listing all possible compounds and components that could have made up Viper's bomb. He was determined to figure it out. He'd thought about asking Viper but had the distinct feeling he wouldn't get too far.

When he was sure he'd thought of every compound and mixture, Colby put his pencil down and thought about something else. Life on an alien ship. He wondered what it would be like. Different from what he was use to he was sure. Kenzie had said there were other humans. He wondered just how many and if any of them would be his age. Probably not.

Colby wondered if there were different types of activity rooms and what they did for fun. He would figure it all out when he got there.

Growing tired of his wondering, Colby decided to wander the ship. Maybe his sister had found something to curb her boredom.

Leaving out of the dinning room, Colby headed down the hall through the mist of smoke to the control room. As the door slid open he walked in finding his sister in Viper's lap. Yes, she'd definitely found something to do.

As he looked at Kenzie sitting in Viper's lap with her hand on what looked like a game joystick, he could only hope that she wasn't flying the ship.

"We're all going to die. You know that, right?" Colby asked walking up beside the two.

"Eventually." Came the reply from Viper.

Colby rolled his eyes. "Sooner than you think with her driving."

"Shut up Colby." Kenzie responded. "I'm doing fine."

Colby didn't respond to that. Instead he decided to mess with her in another way. "Comfy?" He asked with a smirk.

"Stupid?" Kenzie threw back with a smirk of her own.

"Grow up." Colby replied.

"You first." Kenzie countered.

Viper was relieved when the two had finally stopped bickering and Colby left. His patients, which he prided himself on, was thinning.

The room had become silent as the female focused on manning the controls. She seemed to enjoy flying the ship and Viper enjoyed the silence. It truly was golden.

Viper thought back to the two bickering. It reminded him of his brother and himself. Always arguing over who was the best at whatever they were doing. In Viper's mind there shouldn't have been no argument. He was the best. Or at least that's what he thought when he was younger. Now he realized that he and C'bra were equal. Even more so now.

A blinking red light began with short beeps and the female tensed.

"Oh no! What did I do?" She asked frantic.

Viper clicked his mandibles amused. "It is only a transmission call."

"Oh."

Viper opened the call wave and heard his Uncle begin speaking in their native language.

"I take it you were successful." The Elder clicked.

"Yes, Elder." Was Viper's click response.

"Your father tells me that you are bringing your new mate and their family." S'kta then clicked.

Viper looked at the female who was still concentrating on flying. "Yes. I am."

The Elder chuckled. "You and C'bra become more alike each full cycle. I look forward to meeting her." With that the call was ended.

"You speak in clicks?" Kenzie asked him after a moment.

He knew what he considered normal words she considered clicks. "Yes." He answered opting for the simple way out.

Again silence loomed in the room. It was soon broken by a low growl. Removing the female's hands from the controls he went about the act of putting it on autopilot. Lifting her from his lap he stood himself.

"It is time to eat." Viper told her before heading out of the door.

Kenzie was more than tired and beyond ready to go to sleep. After eating she'd flown the ship a little more until Viper kicked her out for her excessive yawning. She tried to tell him it wasn't because she was tired, but because she needed oxygen. He hadn't bought it and sent her out. She'd wondered around for a little while before deciding to rummage through the box she'd made Colby get for her. After finding something to sleep in she ventured to the bathroom.

The shower was huge. It took her a while to realize that the two buttons she kept pushing didn't turn it on. Instead all she had to do was step inside. The two buttons she discovered after messing with them some more controlled the temperature.

After scanning the contents on the small shelf she decided the purple substance was bath wash. She really should have brought her own, but was too lazy to look through more boxes. Once thoroughly clean, and her hair soaked as well thanks to the oversized shower head, Kenzie got out of the shower and looked around for a towel, but only found large cloths. Shrugging, she grabbed one and dried her body before drying her hair as best as possible. She slipped into her clothes before getting her discarded ones. She'd forgotten her toothbrush and she had to get it.

It took her longer to find the toothbrush and toothpaste than it had to find something to wear. When she did finally find it she headed back into the bathroom. Upon entrance, Kenzie's jaw dropped. She hadn't been expecting to see a dripping wet, naked Viper.

"Oh my that's huge." She whispered to herself as her eye were drawn to his lower body.

Viper met her gaze as he slowly wrapped a cloth around his waist. "Did you need the lavatory?"

"Um…yeah." Kenzie responded walking over to the sink.

Kenzie wet her toothbrush before applying toothpaste. She then began to brush her teeth. She was aware of the eyes on her. She turned to look at Viper as she slowly brushed.

"What is that?"

Kenzie spit in the sink before answering him. "A toothbrush."

"What is the substance on it?"

"Toothpaste."

"What is it for?" Viper asked picking up the toothpaste container.

"To…keep your teeth clean and kill germs."

Kenzie went back to brushing her teeth and was a bit uncomfortable with the way Viper continued studying her. She quickly finished and rinsed her mouth.

"Are you ready to sleep?"

"Yes. I just have to find my brother and grandfather."

"They are already in their sleeping quarters."

"Okay. Well, lead the way."

Kenzie followed Viper out of the bathroom still aware that he had on nothing but that cloth. He stopped at the door she wasn't able to get into earlier. She watched as he keyed in a code and the door slid open.

This room was a little bigger than the other she'd seen with more shelves. There was also another door on the other side. The bed in the middle of the room was much like the other one. She looked around and felt so small in the room. Even more so with Viper there, standing what she guess was three feet taller than her.

"What's behind that door?" Kenzie asked gesturing. "Trophy room."

"Like sports trophies?" When Viper didn't answer she figured he didn't know what sports were. "Guess not." She stated.

Kenzie watched as Viper took what looked like a loin cloth from one of the shelves. Without warning, he allowed the cloth around his waist to fall exposing his substantial manhood. Kenzie had never really been a shy person, so she didn't take shame in taking free, quick peek before looking away.

"Where are you sleeping?" Kenzie asked once he was dressed. Or at least what she knew he considered dressed.

"There." Viper stated pointing to the bed.

"Then where am I sleeping?"

"There." Was his reply, while pointing again.

"We're sleeping…together?"

"Yes. You are my responsibility now. It's…custom that we share quarters."

Kenzie cocked her head to the side. In her opinion what he'd just said sounded like a load of crap, but then again it may really be his custom. She let out a deep breath and walked over to the bed. It was rather big, so maybe she could stay on one side and him on the other.

Kenzie climbed into the bed and climbed under the furs. They felt good to her skin. She felt the other side of the bed sink after the light overhead went out. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Her first night in space. She was actually looking forward to a peaceful sleep. Something she hadn't had for ten months.