I have to update Bounty, and I'm in the middle of a chapter for that, but in the mean time, I just finished this, so here it is…

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You Can't Lie to Your Heart

As the ship left the atmosphere, Jimmy put it on Auto-pilot and dashed off down the passageway to the service hatch.

"What the hell? Hey Jimmy, wait up!" Sheen called after him, unclipping his crash restraints and sprinting after his best friend.

"Jimmy, what are you doing?" Sheen asked as he caught up to his friend, peering down the hatch.

"Just checking the main drive, I had to substitute a control valve and I'm making sure it held up." Came his muffled voice.

"Um, guys, who's flying this thing." Came a female voice from the cockpit.

"The autopilot." Jimmy yelled back.

"If I remember correctly, your autopilot systems don't always function the best." Cindy retorted.

"Hey! I fixed that glitch, I think." Jimmy fired back.

"You think! That was the as you call it, glitch, that almost got us killed." Cindy yelled.

"Okay, I know I fixed it." Ironically, it was at this moment that alarm klaxons went off and the ship suddenly accelerated.

"SHIT!" Jimmy and Sheen yelled in unison, and Jimmy climbed out of the hatch, barreling down the hallway, Sheen at his heels. Jimmy managed to get into his seat before a second acceleration. Sheen, however, was not so lucky and he grabbed Carl's chair as he was swept off his feet and started to slide down the now rapidly accelerating ship.

"Damn it! Can you stop this damn thing?" Jason yelled.

"I think so, cut the wire in the panel under your seat Jason!" He yelled back.

"Which one?"

"The blue one!" Jimmy yelled over the roar of the engines as he pulled back on the throttle, it refused to budge.

Jason managed to unclip his restraints and, pushed back by the g-force of the acceleration and pulled out a knife, flipping it open and cutting the unusually strong blue wire. Just as he did this, Sheen had pulled his way along the wall and jumped, grabbing the back of his seat as the g-forces almost slammed him against the back wall (Think of it as a vacuum force pulling you toward the back of a spaceship). He pulled out a laser cutter that was similar to Jimmy's multi-tool, but was only a laser for cutting and welding and used it to burn through the blue wire underneath his seat as well.

Jimmy flicked a switch underneath his seat and the engine died, the ship finally evening out.

"Woah! What was that?" Kristen asked.

"Umm," Jimmy said, clearly embarrassed.

"It was the auto-pilot." Cindy informed her coolly. "It's the half-life effect all over again." Cindy accused Jimmy.

"You know it is. The after-effects of a proton splice combined with the erratic atomic mutation patterns of your Dark Matter drive have effected all electro-mag patterns in the vicinity, which happens to be the auto-pilot. And of course, the advanced positronic sub-brain of your situational evaluation and response auto-pilot has always been, well questionable stable and so it responded more drastically." Cindy continued.

"Which means that, my emergency shutdown is about to be overloaded and we're going to accelerate again in." Jimmy started.

"NOW!" Cindy yelled, unclipping her restraints and diving toward the service hatch. Jimmy ran after her.

"Wait, it's too dangerous you can't." He yelled., but his warning came too late, the ship gave an almighty lurch, all of the systems remained off, but the engine roared to life, it's reactors screaming in overdrive as the ship shot into the consuming blackness that is space. The void. Cindy was yanked off her feet, as if by an invisible hand and was thrown backwards. Jimmy was too, knocked off his feet, but just then, the artificial gravity failed and he pushed off the wall with superhuman strength, grabbing Cindy around the waist, they coasted through the air, floating in the zero-gravity ship. Unfortunately, it was at this moment that the artificial gravity in the ship decided to come rushing back.

Jimmy crashed into the wall at its bottom, hitting the floor as well, his body taking the brunt of the blow. Each wall it made of the strongest, hardest material on the planet, super-dense titanium and carbon-steel. It was this that Jimmy's head collided with at speeds that almost guaranteed a broken skull.

Almost. Jimmy experienced an excruciating pain that shot from the top of his head down his body, his head was on fire, it felt as if it would explode, and then, thankfully, everything spun out of focus and his world went black.

Cindy grimaced, she was relatively unhurt, Jimmy had grabbed her in mid-air and protected her with his body, cushioning her fall and taking the impact. She was being pressed against his unconscious form by the g-force of acceleration. But she was strong, and she fought it, climbing off of him and throwing open the service hatch. Her body was being pushed to the ladder as she climbed down it. She saw the main power-breaker, the seemingly un-interesting glossy black cube had all of the wiring running through it and regulated the flow from the generator, she struggled towards it but couldn't reach. Sighing she thought, Jimmy's gonna hate me for this, but picked up laser torch from the wall-rack behind her and flicked the power to max.

Taking aim, she held down the trigger-controls and a laser lanced out and punched a smoking hole through the center of the device. All at once, all of the power in the ship died, all except the life-support systems.

The ship stopped and the sudden deceleration knocked her off her feet as the ship hung, motionless in the unfathomable void that is space.

In the cockpit above, Sheen struggled to his feet, Jason was groaning, in a heap on the back wall. He too got slowly, painfully to his feet.

Jimmy was still out cold, badly injured on the floor by the service hatch.

Cindy was the only one not either incapacitated or paralyzed by fear.

"Damn it! Get me the damn med-kit!" She yelled to anyone who was listening.

Sheen reacted. "No Cindy! We have a medical facility on-board remember, but we have to get the power working. He assumed he was the only one who could do anything, so he acted. Dashing down to the hatch Cindy had just climbed out of, he jumped down, not bothering with the ladder.

His feet connected with the hard floor and he ran over to a set of metal boxes on the side of the engine-power room. Unlocking the crate with an access code he pulled out an extra power-breaker.

He hefted the box and set it down next to the one Cindy had destroyed. Transferring the cables, he left all of the systems off and turned around. The space, which he was in, under the access hatch held the engines, safely within a steel casing. This protected both the people and the engine itself. It also held all of the main computer systems and the power grid.

Sheen wasn't positive about how to deactivate the auto-pilot and safely circumvent the problem with it, something that he didn't understand. He was beginning to think he would never fully understand it, he left that part up to the genius' Jimmy and Cindy. Both of whom had IQ's that could be confused with his yearly taxes.

But luck was with him, and Cindy was behind him. "WHA! How did you get here without me hearing." He asked her, jumping in shock.

"Just move." She shoved him roughly out of the way of the main-frame that controlled the onboard computer. She turned on the plasma monitor on the wall with the touch-screen that served as a keyboard and started typing furiously. After around 30 seconds by Sheen's count, the monitor flashed red.

System Failure

Autopilot has unexpectedly shut down

Attempt Reboot?

It read. Cindy grinned in triumph, but then the smile was gone, replaced by anxious lines of worry.

She hit a key and the message disappeared, replaced with another one.

Auto-pilot Shut Down

Sheen was about to congratulate her, when she cut him short. "Forget it! Somebody's got to fly this damn thing."

Her words brought him crashing back to reality and he ran off to the cockpit. She re-activated all systems and the ship turned around, Sheen now at the controls, it headed back towards the moon, their stop-over point.

After fixing the auto-pilot, she returned to what was, although she hated to admit it, the thing she cared most about, helping Jimmy.

She wearily climbed the ladder, and displaying strength that belied her appearance, started to lift him. To her surprise, Carl was helping her. He picked up his friend in his arms, and Cindy followed him up to the med-bay.

Cindy had by now developed a thorough mistrust of the computers, and she was an able doctor, having gone to med-school before changing careers after graduation. She didn't like being a biologist and would have much rather been the type of scientist Jimmy was, an inventor in all fields, but she would find it hard to ask him if she could work with him, she didn't think she'd be able to, after what happened those years ago.

"He's got a concussion and some nasty bruises, as well as a cut, but he's otherwise fine, well except for being unconscious. I always thought he had a thick head, I guess I was right." She joked meakly.

Carl didn't laugh, he simply looked at her. "This happened when he was trying to protect you." He reminded her.

"I know, maybe I'm dealing with it in my own way." She fired back.

"Maybe." He said quietly and she fell silent.

"Oh, ow." Jimmy groaned, his eyes open slightly, he squinted up at her.

"How do you feel?" She asked him anxiously.

Carl smiled, she could pretend all she wanted, he could read her like a book, and you can't lie to your heart.

Jimmy's head was on fire and he could see blurry outlines above him, they began to come into focus, as he blinked, trying to clear his eyesight. "Cindy, Carl." He said weakly.

"Hey Jim, your head got smashed protecting miss modesty over here and you're in the sick bay." Carl told him quietly, not to increase the pain from the headache he must be feeling.

"HEY!" Cindy shot at Carl, not so conscious of Jimmy's headache.

"Shush." Carl told her and she was about to retort when he pushed her out of the room, locking the door.

"Thanks Carl." Jimmy said softly, his voice rather hoarse, and then he decided to rest, within minutes he was asleep and Carl checked for any other injuries once more, for safety, before leaving softly.

Jimmy's last thought before falling asleep, was that Cindy had a beautiful voice, like an angel…what the hell, you can't lie to your heart, he smiled briefly, and then he was asleep.

A/N: So people, what did you think? R+R, loved KCA by the way, although JN not winning sort of ruined part of it for me, and now I hate SB with all my heart! Remember, Never say die!

Peace out y'all