Chapter 17: Bonding: Part 1

Gideon's POV

Medbay on board the Falcon

10:7:16 (25 BBY)

My eyes ease open as I slowly drift to consciousness, my brain catching up with my body. I feel rested, with a warm something pressed into me.

I look down to see a platinum blonde head, followed by a gold-brown eye in a heart shaped face, with dried tear tracks running down her face, but a warm smile on her lips.

"Hey there, feel better?" Emily asked me as she straightened up and sat down, straddling my waist. A thrill ran along my spine at her action.

Her smile turned into a smirk as she pushed her bum back into my biological response, her voice husky and laced with amusement "Someone's happy to see me" I smirk back in reply.

"Well cyare, when you have an extremely sexy and willing woman in your lap, it's difficult to resist"

At this, she let out a groan of desire as she pushed back into me, grinding her hips into my hard on.

"OH GOD! Skipper, seriously?" came Ash Williams voice from the med bay door. We both turn to look at her. Emily's cheeks pink in embarrassment, but I get angry.

"Get. Out." I order her, my growl filled with a primordial rage. Ash does the sensible thing and does an about turn.

"I'm locking the door. You so owe me skipper" she said as the door sealed up behind her. Em and I look at each other and we burst into laughter. I pull her close to me, wrapping my arms around her waist. We lay there, stretched out, Em wrapping her arms around me, her head tucked under my chin. I ran a hand along her back, feeling curious bumps under my arms. She let out a low moan and wriggled under me. That got my motor running.

She looked at me, a wry smile on her lips. She knew exactly what was going through my head. And knew exactly what I wanted to do.

I reached up and kissed her on her nose, causing her smile to become bigger and brighter.

"Let's do it the right way" I suggest to her. She nods at me and presses her lips on mine in a sweet kiss. She then snuggles under my chin and with a deep breath, drifts off to sleep. Her deep, even breaths soon lull me to sleep. And for the first time since I awoke, I felt safe.

Saphira's POV

Cargo bay on board the Falcon

10:7:16 (25 BBY)

To think that the round ears two legs could build something that can fly higher, faster and further than even the oldest, most powerful dragons ever known in Alagaesia! A 'space ship' it was called. And frankly speaking it was big enough for me to rest in the cargo hold easily, with room for me to move.

"So these 'ones' and 'zeros' basically mean 'on' and 'off'" comments Eragon from his spot near my elbow as one of the soldiers, Kozak, enthusiastically explains to him a device called a 'laptop'.

"Exactly! And these combination of ones and zeros convert into things we can read after going through a compiler, so that when it comes onto the screen. Each key" here he gestures at the bottom half of the device can receive input, which are then converted into commands. The computer can then retrieve any information you want"

'What about information that is not there on it?' I ask mentally. I still found their reaction funny when they all jerked in surprise. The only one who hadn't flinched was Gideon. But, considering he practically crushed my mind with his sheer presence, it wasn't that surprising.

"Well for that we set up a wireless communication. Like how you can talk to us? Well, there is something called radio waves. You send them out at a particular frequency and pitch, they can carry information" he replied.

"If I remember my history lessons correctly, it was called the 'internet'" came a drawling feminine voice. I flick an eye to look at Miranda Lawson. For some reason, she gained a soft spot in my partner-of-heart-and-soul's heart. She was still dressed in...oh I see. Oh, Eragon.

I feel my Rider stiffen next to me as he feels my realisation through our link 'I know she isn't Arya. She's someone else altogether. Arya wasn't even half as warm as her. I...moved on' I could tell he was lying, knowing he never got over the hurt of Arya mating with Vanir. He even helped her to conceive a hatchling when she was infertile by healing her. Damn that woman and her sense of duty! Because of her, my Rider closed his heart off from any woman.

"What is the matter dragon? I feel your rage from here" I hear the calm voice of one of the armoured giants. He, the one with the skull painted helm.

'My name is Saphira Brightscales, daughter Iormûngr and Vervada. Call me by my name human' I hiss in reply. We may have had to band together to survive, but by the Elder Dragons, the man could make an elf angry!

"My apologies Lady Brightscales, call me Emile, Warrant Officer, Call sign 'Noble Three'" he said as he extended a hand towards me, while taking off his helmet, revealing a dark haired man with pale green eyes and a strong jaw. I take an experimental sniff of his hand before nudging my nose into his then finds the grooves in between the scales and starts scratching. Slowly, I begin humming in delight.

Well, maybe he wasn't that bad after all.

As always, R&R!