We're back to Danny's POV, once more. I do not claim to own the series or these characters; all recognisable content belongs to its respective owners.
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I have time for a nice, long talk with Scotty before the pilot appears again and tells me they need to get ready for takeoff again. I and Scotty sign off, with some more likely very sound advice on his part, and me promising to be careful. As I rise and turn around, I see Alex standing by the door to the cockpit and watching me with an almost entrenched smile.
I cock my head to the side, watching him back, and he smiles wider, putting an arm around me and leading me back into the main cabin again, past what must be tiny rooms for the crew. "You have so much warmth in your life. In you" he explains as we hear bolts shut the doors behind us. "I am so lucky to have you - even though it isn't necessarily the other way around..."
I sigh at this, but I do not pull away. This is bound to be a rather hard conversation, but hopefully we can take it in turns, and not all at once. "I guess not. But I have no regrets. I am only grateful I was there that night. You could have died!"
"I probably would have" he admits, sitting down on one of the couches and pulling me with him. "I wasn't giving them what they wanted. I couldn't. I find it easy now, though. They want me to find some sense in this one proof, and I am suddenly looking forward to it". He turns his head, gives me that charming smile and promises, his eyes locked on mine "we will be alright, Danny. It will be fine". I do not understand much of this, it being far out of my area, but I do believe him.