Chapter 6

"Uh...sir...you may want to come and take a look at this." Came a voice through John's internal communicator.

"What is it private?" John replied.

"It looks as though we may have a survivor sir...it's definitely human. It's heading straight towards the south of the compound." The voice said again.

"Alright, thanks marine, I'll let the commander know immediately." John said. He switched the communicator's frequency to that of the Command Center's.

"Sir, sorry if I'm interrupting anything, but it seems we have a survivor. I have confirmation that they are heading towards the south entrance. What should we do?" John said into the communicator.

"Well if we have a survivor, don't you think we should get a bed ready and maybe some food for them? Also make sure we have a few marines and a couple of medics greet them. I don't want any surprises if you catch my meaning." Jim's voice said from the comm.

"Yes sir!" John said.

"Oh, one more thing John. I want you to be there too, but go unseen. Understood?" Jim's voice said again.

"Understood, John out." He said. He tuned the communicator frequency to that of everyone on the base. "Okay listen up, I need three marines and two medics to accompany me to the south entrance. We have a report of a survivor." He continued.

"Sir," Came a woman's voice. "Maria and I will go."

"Okay we have the Medics. Now I need marines. Anyone?" John said again.

"Sir, My squad has volunteered, sir!" A gruff voice said.

"Okay, that's all I need. Head out to the southern entrance and I'll meet you there, over and out." John ordered as he engaged his personal cloaking device.

Crap, I only have a few minutes of cloak left...I hope this won't take too long. He thought looking at his cloak indicator.

Please be friendly, please have a hot meal and a warm bed. The medic thought as she neared the base.

"HALT!" A Marine ordered, "State your name and business!" He continued.

"1st Lieutenant Lilly Fray, I have need of a meal and information about a John Kerrigan." She replied.

"Wait there...someone will be out to escort you." The marine said.

"Sir, did you..." The marine said looking at the spot where the cloaked John stood.

"I heard," John cut the marine off mid-sentence, "but I don't know how she would even know I'm even here."

"What should we do sir?" One of the Maria asked.

"She needs out help." Said the other Medic.

"Get her in here. I need to go inform Jim of this. Carry on." Jim said as he turned and walked toward the Command Center.

John started his uncloak procedures and changed the frequency of his communicator to the Command Centers again. "Jim...we may have a problem."

"What!" Jim's startled voice replied.

"Exactly what I said Jim. I'm coming to the CC. I'll be there in 15 minutes."Jim said as he tore off towards the Command Center.

"She said what!" Jim said as he tried to keep his voice low.

"She wants information about me." John replied as he removed his Ghost Helmet.

"How does she know you are even here...I mean no one in the dominion knows we're here, with the exception of the Emperor." Jim said running his fingers through his hair.

"I know...unless..."John's voice trailed off.

"No, she couldn't possibly know you are here. She's on the other side of the galaxy." Jim said, his eyes as large as dinner plates.

"Jim, you forget, she was my wife. She knew about my psychic abilities. She knew more about me than anyone else." John said hanging his head.

"John, I know she was your wife, I know it hit you hard when she was infested, but she's gone now. There isn't anything human left of her. She's Zerg. You need to forget about her and move on." Jim said moving around the holoprojector, and placed his hand on John's shoulder.

"Don't...just don't Jim...I need to think. I'm taking some leave...I'll be back in 30 minutes." John said pushing away from Jim and replacing his helmet.

Jim watched as John left the room and disappeared out to sight. Time seemed to stand still for Jim as he thought about the Medic. Did they say her name was Meredith? What's she doing here? He thought. I better go see for myself. Jim shut down the non-essential programs and left the comm room.