Part 9: Hate- the Flip Side of Love
Braca had traveled with the commando team after the report of an all out battle not to far from the Hostel. Crichton and Orin were captured he just knew it. The Commandant ordered that he personally join the team. She would be joining him soon.
In microts they were on site, only to find dead bodies' scattered about creating a synergetic effect with the broken walls. Walking amongst the bodies Braca could tell something wasn't quite right. These were not the rebels they had been dealing with. The uniforms were totally wrong. Kneeling down next to a blond headed man he looked at his face, recognition lit his eyes. "What the frell is going on?" he murmured.
He motioned a tech over and ordered, "I want this man's status with the High Command. "
"Sir." One of his officers said. Turning he walked over to where the man stood over a table filled with strange objects and weapons.
"Yes, sergeant?"
The sergeant was holding a peculiar-looking weapon. "This belonged to Lieutenant Orin. It was reported as being stolen from a raid she led on a peacekeeper arsenal."
Taking it from the sergeant, he turned it in his hands studying it when the tech reported to him.
"Report." He looked up.
"Sir. The man's records are sealed by High Command."
Braca looked back over to the dead man. It was as he expected. "Have his body taken back to the Command Carrier." He looked over at his sergeant. "Anything else?"
"Yes, Captain. You might want to review this." Within moments of starting the vid, Braca realized just how important it was. A minuscule smile came on his lips then he scowled. "Bring everything back to the hostel now."
He marched off knowing the Commandant will be furious. He didn't like it. There were to many players. No one knew what the other was doing. The question he wondered about was, why did these rebels from the Breakaway Colonies want with Crichton?
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Josef stood outside the room Aeryn had entered earlier with the unconscious human. All the others came out but Aeryn. His Aeryn. Why couldn't he just let her go as the Lieutenant had ordered him to? He felt something for her, but he still didn't understand what it was. Looking around the bunker, he didn't see the Lieutenant. He realized that she had been keeping her distance from the human since Aeryn Sun had joined them. He wondered why.
Rejoining Marz and a tech, he sat down after taking a hot drink offered to him. His eyes kept straying back to the doorway. "How is the human?"
Marz glanced up at him. "He should be all right. I gave him something that will cause him to sleep for several arns. He looks quite Sebacean but. " He let the sentence trail off taking another sip of his drink.
Unable to sit long Josef decided it was time of act. As Orin walked into the room she saw Josef approaching the door. She barked out an order. "Tresoc."
Seeing the Lieutenant wasn't alone he followed them over to the strategy table. She looked at her officers, then introduced the rebels that had accompanied her. "This is Jul Tanza, Auel Narc, and Elal Markza. Their duty was to watch the new members that had joined their group within the last six monens. Captain Emot didn't trust this last of converts. There had been whispers of an infiltrator amongst the ranks."
Jul Tanza inserted. "We found that there was an operative from the directorate who had orders to track and intercept John Crichton. It was reported to the Peacekeeper's that Aeryn Sun had been seen with us. It must have been during an attack that happened six monens ago that she infiltrated one of our cells."
"She?" Orin inquired.
"Yes, she went by the name Mad'lyne Silenus." Tanza said.
Sky'leen shook her head. " She is not the disruptor."
They looked at her. "His name is Sal -On Zophic. He was at the hostel when I first met up with Crichton. I believe he was the one responsible for putting Crichton and me together so I would be discredited with the rebel cell here."
"But, Lieutenant, she went with the peacekeepers after she gave them a code word. We heard her. " Tanza stated
Orin looked on in disbelief. This was getting too complicated. She held up her hand pointing at a figure as she stated some facts. "One, we have an operative working with a group from the Breakaways. Two, we have a disrupter I know to be Zophic. Three, you have a operative known as Silenus." She threw up her hands. "Is there anyone in this cell that doesn't work for High Command?" She snarled in disgust.
Josef was looking down as he listened. Glancing up at Orin, Josef had a thoughtful look come on his face. Sky'leen had been watching him. "Tresoc?"
"What about asking Aeryn if she recognized any operatives. High Command has been after them for a very long time."
Sky'leen looked at him for a few microts before ordering him to have Aeryn report to her. "Ma'am."
Josef had been waiting for this moment. He now had a reason to get Aeryn away from the human. He barged into the room, and heard moaning. He stopped dead seeing Aeryn astride Crichton. Moving. He stood in the shadows watching; total disgust rapidly turning into the white-hot rage of jealousy.
Josef stormed over to the couple ordering."OFFICER SUN!"
Aeryn rolled over grabbing her weapon and pointed it at Josef's head. John at the same time called out. "What the frell?"
"What the frell are you doing?" Aeryn glared at Josef, seething with rage.
"How can you let him touch you like a tralk? I ought to have killed the human," he threatened ominously. John stared in disbelieve, his face turned red in anger. This bastard had gone to far. John growled, his control snapping in a wave of outraged fury. He pounced on the rebel, carrying him backwards to pin him against the wall, oblivious to his undressed state. "I could kill you! No one is going to call her tralk. Aeryn, is my mate," John paused, his breath ragged. "I protect what is mine."
Giving Josef a shake like a dog with a bone, he released him suddenly, throwing him aside into the adjoining wall. Josef rose to his feet, the blood rushing to his face as his fists clenched into tight balls of bone and muscle.
"I wouldn't touch her. You have contaminated her with your filth," Josef spoke with disdain. He circled around the human as if he was going to attack him.
"Josef!" Aeryn's cold voice cut through his haze of anger. She was feeling madder then she had ever felt in her whole life. She was beyond all reason. Josef looked at Aeryn, only a light cover hid her beauty. Her hair whipped wildly around her shoulders draping over her heaving chest. "Get the frell out of here."
He could here the charge of the pulse weapon she still held on him. "John Crichton is my mate you drenit!"
Backing up, Josef could only look at Aeryn realizating what she had confessed. The human's mate.growling he turned, and stormed out the door. He called over his shoulder. "Lieutenant Orin wants you to report to her, Officer Sun."
The door closed sharply behind him. Falling back onto the bed John snorted. "I should have shot the bastard and been done with it."
Aeryn leaned down, and kissed him on the lips before she rolled off the bed. He leaned back, a cocky smile on his face. Aeryn putting her clothes on glanced over at him, a smile playing around her lips. "What?"
"You really mean it, what you said about being my mate?"
Pulling her shirt on she walked over to the bed and leaned into his face. "Yes, forever and a day."
Looking deep into her eyes, he gave her a gentle kiss that held a lifetime full of promises.
Braca had traveled with the commando team after the report of an all out battle not to far from the Hostel. Crichton and Orin were captured he just knew it. The Commandant ordered that he personally join the team. She would be joining him soon.
In microts they were on site, only to find dead bodies' scattered about creating a synergetic effect with the broken walls. Walking amongst the bodies Braca could tell something wasn't quite right. These were not the rebels they had been dealing with. The uniforms were totally wrong. Kneeling down next to a blond headed man he looked at his face, recognition lit his eyes. "What the frell is going on?" he murmured.
He motioned a tech over and ordered, "I want this man's status with the High Command. "
"Sir." One of his officers said. Turning he walked over to where the man stood over a table filled with strange objects and weapons.
"Yes, sergeant?"
The sergeant was holding a peculiar-looking weapon. "This belonged to Lieutenant Orin. It was reported as being stolen from a raid she led on a peacekeeper arsenal."
Taking it from the sergeant, he turned it in his hands studying it when the tech reported to him.
"Report." He looked up.
"Sir. The man's records are sealed by High Command."
Braca looked back over to the dead man. It was as he expected. "Have his body taken back to the Command Carrier." He looked over at his sergeant. "Anything else?"
"Yes, Captain. You might want to review this." Within moments of starting the vid, Braca realized just how important it was. A minuscule smile came on his lips then he scowled. "Bring everything back to the hostel now."
He marched off knowing the Commandant will be furious. He didn't like it. There were to many players. No one knew what the other was doing. The question he wondered about was, why did these rebels from the Breakaway Colonies want with Crichton?
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Josef stood outside the room Aeryn had entered earlier with the unconscious human. All the others came out but Aeryn. His Aeryn. Why couldn't he just let her go as the Lieutenant had ordered him to? He felt something for her, but he still didn't understand what it was. Looking around the bunker, he didn't see the Lieutenant. He realized that she had been keeping her distance from the human since Aeryn Sun had joined them. He wondered why.
Rejoining Marz and a tech, he sat down after taking a hot drink offered to him. His eyes kept straying back to the doorway. "How is the human?"
Marz glanced up at him. "He should be all right. I gave him something that will cause him to sleep for several arns. He looks quite Sebacean but. " He let the sentence trail off taking another sip of his drink.
Unable to sit long Josef decided it was time of act. As Orin walked into the room she saw Josef approaching the door. She barked out an order. "Tresoc."
Seeing the Lieutenant wasn't alone he followed them over to the strategy table. She looked at her officers, then introduced the rebels that had accompanied her. "This is Jul Tanza, Auel Narc, and Elal Markza. Their duty was to watch the new members that had joined their group within the last six monens. Captain Emot didn't trust this last of converts. There had been whispers of an infiltrator amongst the ranks."
Jul Tanza inserted. "We found that there was an operative from the directorate who had orders to track and intercept John Crichton. It was reported to the Peacekeeper's that Aeryn Sun had been seen with us. It must have been during an attack that happened six monens ago that she infiltrated one of our cells."
"She?" Orin inquired.
"Yes, she went by the name Mad'lyne Silenus." Tanza said.
Sky'leen shook her head. " She is not the disruptor."
They looked at her. "His name is Sal -On Zophic. He was at the hostel when I first met up with Crichton. I believe he was the one responsible for putting Crichton and me together so I would be discredited with the rebel cell here."
"But, Lieutenant, she went with the peacekeepers after she gave them a code word. We heard her. " Tanza stated
Orin looked on in disbelief. This was getting too complicated. She held up her hand pointing at a figure as she stated some facts. "One, we have an operative working with a group from the Breakaways. Two, we have a disrupter I know to be Zophic. Three, you have a operative known as Silenus." She threw up her hands. "Is there anyone in this cell that doesn't work for High Command?" She snarled in disgust.
Josef was looking down as he listened. Glancing up at Orin, Josef had a thoughtful look come on his face. Sky'leen had been watching him. "Tresoc?"
"What about asking Aeryn if she recognized any operatives. High Command has been after them for a very long time."
Sky'leen looked at him for a few microts before ordering him to have Aeryn report to her. "Ma'am."
Josef had been waiting for this moment. He now had a reason to get Aeryn away from the human. He barged into the room, and heard moaning. He stopped dead seeing Aeryn astride Crichton. Moving. He stood in the shadows watching; total disgust rapidly turning into the white-hot rage of jealousy.
Josef stormed over to the couple ordering."OFFICER SUN!"
Aeryn rolled over grabbing her weapon and pointed it at Josef's head. John at the same time called out. "What the frell?"
"What the frell are you doing?" Aeryn glared at Josef, seething with rage.
"How can you let him touch you like a tralk? I ought to have killed the human," he threatened ominously. John stared in disbelieve, his face turned red in anger. This bastard had gone to far. John growled, his control snapping in a wave of outraged fury. He pounced on the rebel, carrying him backwards to pin him against the wall, oblivious to his undressed state. "I could kill you! No one is going to call her tralk. Aeryn, is my mate," John paused, his breath ragged. "I protect what is mine."
Giving Josef a shake like a dog with a bone, he released him suddenly, throwing him aside into the adjoining wall. Josef rose to his feet, the blood rushing to his face as his fists clenched into tight balls of bone and muscle.
"I wouldn't touch her. You have contaminated her with your filth," Josef spoke with disdain. He circled around the human as if he was going to attack him.
"Josef!" Aeryn's cold voice cut through his haze of anger. She was feeling madder then she had ever felt in her whole life. She was beyond all reason. Josef looked at Aeryn, only a light cover hid her beauty. Her hair whipped wildly around her shoulders draping over her heaving chest. "Get the frell out of here."
He could here the charge of the pulse weapon she still held on him. "John Crichton is my mate you drenit!"
Backing up, Josef could only look at Aeryn realizating what she had confessed. The human's mate.growling he turned, and stormed out the door. He called over his shoulder. "Lieutenant Orin wants you to report to her, Officer Sun."
The door closed sharply behind him. Falling back onto the bed John snorted. "I should have shot the bastard and been done with it."
Aeryn leaned down, and kissed him on the lips before she rolled off the bed. He leaned back, a cocky smile on his face. Aeryn putting her clothes on glanced over at him, a smile playing around her lips. "What?"
"You really mean it, what you said about being my mate?"
Pulling her shirt on she walked over to the bed and leaned into his face. "Yes, forever and a day."
Looking deep into her eyes, he gave her a gentle kiss that held a lifetime full of promises.