I was in the fabrication room stressing about how soft the bedding was for the nest. "They need to be softer, Gideon, and the pillows need more fluff," I groaned at how hard it was to make a perfect nest with so little time. When Gideon finished fabricating the latest batch of bedding I grumbled, it'll have to do, I thought, I'm barely holding my heat back as is, I don't have time to keep making more. I pouted before collecting my chosen nesting materials. I moved walking through the ship to reach my room to build my new nest on the ship. Just as I reached my room I caught a whiff of a vaguely familiar scent, one that I knew didn't belong to anyone who should be on the ship. I moved into my room my desire to find our stowaway warring with the onslaught of my heat. Making my decision I put the nesting materials down before I moved to track the scent, trying to figure out why it was familiar. I was so unaware of my surroundings that I was completely surprised when I was attacked from behind. The scent of the attacking Alpha overwhelmed my sensitive heat addled brain, "Alpha," I cried as they wrapped their arms around my neck.

They shushed me, a drop of Alpha command in their voice, "go to sleep, Omega," they ordered. I fought desperately, whimpering as I felt my body giving into the command.

Suddenly I realized why the Alpha smelled so familiar, "Amaya," I gasped, slowly going limp as I felt my body succumb to her Alpha order.

I woke up to see Ray leaning over me, worry all over his face. I was hazy enough that it took me a minute to remember what had happened, "Amaya," I gasped, lurching into a sitting position.

"Yeah we already caught her, she's sleeping it off in the containment cell," Ray explained as he helped me up.

I leaned on him heavily, barely able to stay upright as I could feel my heat start to settle in, "why is she here?"

"To kill Mick apparently," I tensed at Ray's statement, alarms going off in my head at the threat to my pack.

"I guess I do have to hit her," I mumbled hazily as Ray guided me to the parlor where the rest of the team was waiting. I stumbled over to where Mick was sitting collapsing into him, I nuzzled into him, nosing at his scent glands.

I zoned into a light daze, but was snapped back to the conversation when Nate yelled, "You injected me with Nazi serum?"

I turned unseeing towards Nate's voice, mumbling, "we needed a way to save you, couldn't have you dying on us," before I turned back into Mick.

Ray spoke quickly after I'd finished, "Which I'd redesigned to quintuple my own strength and transform my skin into an alloy a hundred times stronger than steel," he said explaining the changes Nate was experiencing.

Mick spoke around his chewing, "Steel, that's a cool name," he said before shoving his food into my mouth forcing me to eat before my heat really set in.

Nate started rambling, "Yeah, especially since my grandfather was called Commander Steel. But what does that make me? Corporal Steel? Mr. Steel? Citizen Steel?"

"Who cares?" Jax spoke up interrupting Nate's rambling, "You got superpowers now, dude."

"Except I don't know how I turned to steel in the first place."

"You'll figure it out somehow," I breathed.

"Yes you will, because Ray'll teach you," Sara said volunteering Ray's services.

Ray spoke confused, "He will," I laughed into Mick's shoulder.

"You said it yourself, you redesigned the serum," Sara said.

Ray ceded to that, "Which I did beautifully, but it's not like I have some sort of instruction manual."

"Guess you'll have to wing it." Sara told Ray before she returned our attention to the main purpose of the meeting, "Now, I'm gonna go have a chat with our stowaway," she walked out as she finished.

Nate cheered excitedly, "This is gonna be so much fun!"

Mick grunted as he stood, cradling me in his arms, he walked out of the study. I moaned as I clenched my thighs feeling my slick start to flow, Mick started to move a little faster. Getting to my room I struggled out of my clothes needing to feel skin on my own, I reached to tug at Mick's as I got out of mine desperate with need. I sighed, reveling in the feel of Mick's body against mine. He grabbed my ass lifting me easily, I wrapped my legs around his hips and ground myself against him. He grunted as he laid me on the bed while I writhed in need, my head going hazy as the scent of my slick filled the room. Mick yanked my legs from around his hips, he bent me in half as he pushed my knees up to my ears. I keened as he slammed into me, I basked in the sudden feeling of fullness as my walls clenched around him working to pull him further into me. I clawed at Mick's back as he continued to thrust into me, spiraling me into a state of bliss that blocked out all my awareness of the world around me.

I barely had a chance to breathe as the haze of my heat lifted for the moment before alarms started going off. I groaned before Mick and I quickly slipped into our clothes and moved to get to the bridge to find out what was going on. We got to the bridge the same time as Marty and considering the turbulence we quickly strapped into our seats. "What's happening to the ship," Stein asked Sara as she and Amaya ran onto the bridge and launched themselves into seats.

Sara ignored him, focusing on the ship controls, she called over comms, "Jax, what's our status?"

Jax's face popped up on the view screen, "I've rerouted power from the secondary manifolds."

Marty noted our missing members, asking, "Where are Dr. Palmer and Dr. Heywood?"

"Did you check out the window," Sara spoke seriously.

I breathed, "The hell did they do?"

Amaya spoke worriedly, "How is it you people haven't managed to kill yourselves yet?"

"Oh everyday is a trial," I snarked, once again mad at her this time for trying to kill Mick. My anger heightened by the returning fiery feeling that marked the urgency of my heat.

Mick added seriously, "The day is still young."

"Jax," Sara called, not needing to add a question.

Jax spoke frantically, "Yeah, I'm working on it."

"Oh, shoot," Sara gasped before she regained control of the ship making it level out. "Gideon, I need you to track down Ray and Nate and take us to their position."

The explosive decompression caused us to lose corrective altitude, which put too much strain on the station-keeping thrusters.

Mick yelled at Gideon, "For God's sake, say it how it is. We're screwed."

We're screwed.

After Sara had regained control of the ship Mick guided me back to my room as the next round of my heat set in. I moaned at the feel of his skin on mine every touch going right to my core as my slick flowed liberally coating my thighs. I felt relief as Mick bent me over and entered me from behind, he moved thrusting into me evenly. He worked me up slowly making me see stars as I came. He changed pace as I started coming down speeding up he started working me back up as he slammed into me. I came as I felt his knot swell as he came inside me. He wrapped his arm around my hips holding me up when my knees gave out. I gasped feeling the pleasant buzz of fulfillment at taking his knot, I could feel myself clenching around it. Mick moved, settling me in his lap as he sat down to wait for his knot to release it's hold. I leaned back against his chest breathing deep, I mentally noted that I would need to eat and finish arranging my nest in the time before the next wave of my heat hit, knowing I would have a couple of hours after taking Mick's knot. I moaned as Mick rubbed the bump low in my abdomen where he could feel the press of his dick within me. I hummed and closed my eyes as I could feel the rumble of Mick's growl as his Alpha instincts showed their pleasure at having knotted me.

I opened my eyes as I scented Sara come into the room, my nose crinkled as Amaya's scent drifted in after her. as she opened her mouth, "Gideon was able to track Ray and Nate's signal. Mick, you, Amaya, and I are going to take the jump ship and go get them. Chloe you are going to stay here," she laid out our roles before she softened, "Jax and Martin are running repairs so the Waverider can get moving again if you need anything.

I hummed as Mick's knot started softening within me and we were finally able to separate. I rose from Mick's lap and grabbed a robe before moving to stand in front of Sara, clear headed for the moment. "I'll be fine until you get back. Just watch your backs," she chuckled as I went on saying, "I don't like her," I said looking between Sara and Mick so both of them knew I would be displeased with any injuries they returned with especially if any were Amaya's fault. I nuzzled into Sara then Mick before they left. As they made their way out I caught a glimpse of Amaya waiting in the hall, I snorted smirking as she breathed deeply when the scent of my heat smacked her in the face. I turned as the door closed, now to actually build my nest, I thought cursing Amaya for preventing me from building it before my heat set in.

I was in Mick's lap as we shared a couple of sandwiches between waves. I smiled as he told me about how he had fought ninjas while they were rescuing Nate and Ray. I leaned into him, letting his tale lull me into a light doze, "What are you staring at," he said, pulling me back to reality.

I looked up scowling a little as Amaya leaned against the wall, I wondered if she would do or say something that would justify me hitting her. "I've figured you out," she said to Mick barely glancing at my scowl.

"Congratulations," Mick said sarcastically, not believing she could have come close.

Ignoring his sarcasm she went on, "You act like this selfish meathead, but secretly, you're not so bad." I hummed at her words, my scowl softening at her accurate deduction, "You know, you might even have the makings of a hero," I leaned back into Mick and chuckled at her words.

"Well, that proves one thing. You don't know me."

"Perhaps not," she said and I jumped as she flung a ninja star towards us, lodging it in the last sandwich on the table.

Mick asked, keeping a hold of me to prevent me from lunging at her, "Trying to kill me again?"

"Trying to give you a present." She said, I didn't think people so uptight would call launching a weapon at someone a valid way to give someone a present. "In case you ever need proof you met an actual ninja," she said as she walked out of the galley. Mick quickly reached forwards grabbing the start and bringing it up to inspect it with a look of childish glee in his eye. I smiled and burrowed into him, maybe she's not so bad, if she would just stop doing things to piss me off.

Once my heat was over the team plus Amaya regathered on the bridge. We all took our seats before Sara said, "I think it's time we said sayonara to Feudal Japan. Now, where to next?

"I could always open the hatch, jump out, and see where I land," Nate said jokingly from his seat next to Amaya.

"I say we just sit back and see where the timestream takes us," Ray said freely.

Amaya protested a laissez-a-faire approach, "Aren't you forgetting that Rex's killer is still at-large?"

"Not my problem." Mick said quickly, looking over at her, he backtracked, trying to be nice,"I mean, we should find the bastard and kill him."

"Perhaps we can enjoy a little takeoff music," Marty suggested.

"Oh, now that's a good idea," I said.

Gideon cued up the song 'Time is on My Side' by Irma Thomas, "Ah, nice one, Gideon," Sara complimented her choice.

Captain Hunter always enjoyed this song.

Jax sighed at the mention of Rip, "Speaking of problems."

"Don't worry. We're gonna find Rip and Hourman's killer. In the meantime, everyone just shut up and let me do the flying."