If I've posted this, it must mean I've reached 50! As I'm writing this, I'm downloading Windows Media Player so I can watch movie trailers…ahem. Off subject again. Thanks to everyone who's continued to review my sci-fi trory! I never thought people would like this. CoffeeObsessed, I live on the west coast, where it is wet a lot, but not as much as Seattle…And no, I'm not Canadian. And if you find me, you'll have to give me ideas ^_^ But, as usual, ignore my author's note, and get to the good stuff—part 10! Already? -_-' oops! I made a disclaimer somewhere, go back and read it if you want.
Post note: I was suffering writer's block, so (as usual) I didn't check grammar and stuff. At least it's a chapter? And if there are no more threats on my life, some trory?
Post post note: ok, these notes are getting too long, but it took me a while to think of a filler chapter that won't give stuff away, or be dull. The idea of Jane Roberts is from the Jennie McGrady series. No more notes! I think…j/k
PART 10—Officer Roberts
Officer Roberts carried the sleeping youth into his house at 5 am the next morning.
His daughter had fallen asleep on the couch, but immediately shot up when his car engine sounded. She folded back the blanket she'd been using, and prepared the make-shift for her father.
Surprised to see him carrying someone her age, she cocked her head. Officer Roberts shook his head. She would have to wait.
The girl helped her father tuck the girl in, and they walked into the kitchen, and explained what he felt his nosy daughter would keep to herself, about the case.
Jane Roberts leaned back in her chair. "Dragons? Mad scientists? Are you sure that 25 years in the FBI hasn't turned your mind to mush? Come on, what's the real story? Drug dealers? No, it's gotta be someone from the Taliban! Ooh, you're killing me, dad. What is it!" The dad smiled, and left his daughter to her overactive imagination.
Lorelai Gilmore awoke, and her sobbing shoulder was missing. She sniffed, and looked around the room. Her ears cocked. Did she hear—was it possible—the coffee hog—made her coffee? Lorelai jumped off the couch, and even though she hadn't changed, rushed to the kitchen.
"You are the most blessed, wonderful, perfect man on earth in my eyes, Oh Coffe Go—" Luke smirked. "You're uptight because your kid's missing, and I'm not going to have you nag me to make you a cup." Lorelai kissed his forehead. "As you say, Coffee King."
Trystan looked down. "Here? Asher, this is a home. Perfectly normal people live inside—sleeping at this time of night—morning."
Asher sent another laughter line through Trystan's head. I know you love the girl, but will you trust me when I say she rests here? If not, we can go to the top of a volcano, and you can try and swim through lava, thinking she's there.
Trystan smiled. "All right. I trust you this time, but if you're wrong, there'll be consequences, dragon."
Asher sent a mock shiver down his spine. "Lizard brain! You nearly threw me off!"
A bouncing line was thrown into Trystan's head, and he felt Asher's confusion turn into a headache for a human mind. Lizard brain? Was that an insult? Was it to make me stop? I do not understand, master.
Trystan sighed. "Forget it. You don't get it, so forget it. Land, so we can get this over with."
Rory woke up, and found herself on a couch, covered by a purple and pink afghan. She noted the quality of the material, and when she looked up, the officer who rescued her, proffered a mug of Rory's favorite black liquid. "Thank you." She whispered her thanks, and sipped the liquid into her raw throat. As much as she loved it, being parched, it wouldn't be smart to chug it down while it still steamed.
She looked up at him, and was surprised to see a girl her own height staring at her. "Sorry." The girls said simultaneously, and stared at the floor. They both snuck peeks at the other, then started laughing.
Offficer Roberts looked like he'd like to laugh along, but restrained himself. "You two get acquainted. I saw a dragon landing outside, and I think your friend is here." Rory jumped up, but he placed his hands on her shoulders. "No, sit. I'll bring him in, but the sun will be rising shortly, and I don't want that beauty seen and reported."
Rory sighed, and sat down, sipping at her mug again. Jane watched her curiously. "If I didn't know better—and I don't—I'd say you worship coffee." Rory laughed. "No, not yet, but if I stay with my mother much longer, I will." The girls sat down, and started talking about current events, like why Rory was there, why Jane wore a jewish cross around her neck if she wasn't catholic or jewish, and why boys were so un-understandable.
When Trystan and Officer Roberts came in, they were deathly silent, and avoided all windows. Trystan clapped his hand over Rory's mouth as Officer Roberts did so to his daughter, and forced the girls to crouch behind the couch. Holding them there for ten minutes, Rory and Jane tried lightening the mood by making faces at their oppressors, but to no avail. Neither Trystan nor Mr. Roberts would smile. Rory's carefree world was once more replaced by the memory of Ledatt's primary tests sent the chills back down her spine. Jane's jokes couldn't erase that feeling of terror now. She wanted something—anything—to come and take her away. For calling so strongly, a ruby red dragon roared, and the group shivered.
Asher blew steam at his sister. Can you be any quieter? The master thinks someone saw me.
Dinah sent a spiraled blast at her brother. Spreading his aquamarine wings, he easily deflected it onto the grass on the empty lot next to him. Sorry, brother, but when my mistress calls, I don't worry about idiotic human fools getting in the way. If you're referring to those mad men who frightened her so, I had them as a midnight snack.
A blue flame shot straight upwards, showing Asher's approval. Well, then I forgive your noisy entrances. But our problem are the locals. Apparently this planet isn't as used to us as it used to be.
Dinah shrugged. I doubt my mistress and your master will remain here long. I can't wait to get back to Veronica. Such a beautiful place…almost as nice as Damita.
A white burst from her brother silenced her. Being struck on the bottomside of her tail was one of a dragon's only weak spots.
They are not destined to go there! Perhaps to the center on Saturn, that is, IF you learn to shelter your passenger, who just happens to be your mistress.
Dinah pouted. How was I supposed to know humans can't stand the atmosphere?
Asher prompted, And the second?
Dinah sent a garnet smile into her head. I'm not sorry THAT human can't stand life without oxygen.
Asher teased her again, And the third?
Dinah blasted his tail. Okay! So it's my fault! You never taught me right!
Kat followed her sister's tail. Only when Skye concentrated could she avoid her sister. And right now, she didn't know she was being followed. But then she realized the reason she'd left her prey—Rory had escaped!
As hope swelled in Kat, fear crept in. Skye was looking for her. With only humans as guides, and two infantile dragons, she wasn't protected nearly enough.
Although most dragons older than Asher and Dinah had been taught to distrust humans, an older one would have the proper fear to drive them to be cautious. Just remembering the slaughter on Trystia, Kat closed her eyes.
The number of dragons who'd watched their hatchmates slain and eaten had ruined this generation's view of humans.
Skye didn't care if she was being chased by her shadow or her sister. It took too much effort to tell if it was her sister, and an excess amount to lose her. Besides, scanning the state would do little. She was sure Kat had already done so. But that was the exact reason she flew again. With impossibly stupid human brains fighting to conceal her, she was sure to appear soon.
Jess watched the two shadows, one a light gray, that could have been a shadow of the other, a dark storm cloud brooding it's way across the night unusually fast.
He smiled. Kat was a very unusual creature, and he intended on finding out exactly what she was next time he saw her, and there wasn't an immediate emergency.
Asher, Dinah, Kat and Skye's master smiled. "So. The two Nie are doing nicely? This is going along to plan. Esca, my old friend, you have done well." The dragon laying beside him stirred it's tail, but didn't bother speaking into it's master's mind. "If all ends well, we might have peaceful negotiations with Earth. If not, Saturn will remain our only stop in the milky way."
A/N: Yes, it's a cliffie, and I know I'll be getting more death threat emails, but I want reviews, and I'm brain dead with ideas right now.