Where Our Hearts Yearns to be

Chapter 2

"A belief is not merely an idea the mind possesses. It is an idea that possesses the mind" - Robert Oxton Bolton

Mar Sara

Jim lifted the unconscious "blondie" out of the car and into his cabin by the outskirt of the settlement. "what the hell were you doing out here Blondie, getting yourself killed like that." Muttered Jim as he carried the deadly ghost and placed her gently into his bed.

"Great… now where am I going to sleep?" complained Jim before ruffling his hair and stepped outside. It's nighttime now, and Jim was staring at the stars.

He is thinking of the woman he is in love with but can't be with. "Sarah…" whispered Jim looking longingly into the night sky as he takes a whiff of his cigarette.

Initially, he planned to spend the night drinking whisky at the local bar until he stops thinking about the women he moved heaven and earth for. He misses her dearly. He could still feel the softness of her lips on his… reminiscing of the moment and how it felt like riding a bike.

A sad smile appeared on the ex-marine's hard face… "Sarah… how are you doing?... keep yourself safe… " Muttered Jim before reentering his cabin.

As he sat down at the table with a bottle of whisky in his hand and the vidcap of the red hair beauty he longed to be with on the other.

"I guess this is the bar for the night" Jim thought to himself as he drank himself to unconsciousness with the thought of his love at the back of is mind.

Nova's Dream

The sound of footsteps echoes through the sewer tunnels. November was running as fast as her legs would carry her. She could hear the man closing in on her. No longer is she under the protection of the old families of the confederacy. Her families are dead. Her mother, whom had given her infinite care, her father, whom had provided her with protection from the malice of real world. She stumbles and fell onto the sewer floor…. They caught up to her… Their laughter vibrated through the tunnels as they close in on her..

"Where were you running off to little girl?" said one of the man as he smiled at November with perverse.

As one of the men pinned her down and forces his lips on her, she can hear the other men laugh.

"Nothing to be afraid of little girl, we will take GOOOODDD Care of you tonight." Said the man as his hand roam under her shirt. Streaks of tears were falling from her green eyes as she tried to scream but was muffled by the rough kisses of the man on top of her… his breath reek of alcohol… the other man's hands unbuckled her belts and Novemeber heard the unzipping of his jean zippers…

"Someone help me… please…. Please… help me!" scream November in her head….At that moment, something in November snapped and blew the two man away from her.

The two thugs, now trembling in fear, "What are you? " scream one of the thugs as his head exploded. November's attention now turned to the other thug who screamed "HEEEEELLLPPPP!" before his body was cut into thousands of little square cube.

Blood splattered all over Novembers face….

End of Dream~

Nova woke up drenched in cold sweat. Another nightmare… and she knew what these nightmares are. They were her memories before she join the ghost program where memories were regularly wiped. They are coming back to her now that Valerian has decommissioned the ghost academy.

"What is going on in there?" whispered Nova as she softly hit her head with her knuckles.

It wasn't until she heard the man who she was assigned to protect yell before she regain her senses. She quickly rushed to the kitchen where she acquired her target.

The man who once had a 10 million cred bounty on him not too long ago, is sitting by the kitchen table with his head on the table, with one hand on the empty whisky bottle and the other on a picture of Sarah Kerrigan before she was infested.

Nova felt a tinge of weird sensation washing over her when she saw him clutching onto that picture as if he was holding onto life itself.

"Sarah…. Sarah…. Please don't go…. Sarah…!" mumbled Jim as Nova looked on.

She wondered what kind of world shattering beauty is Kerrigan to make Jim Raynor willingly give up everything in this world to save her. As she reached over to try to grab the vidcap from the sleeping man's hand..

" Don't even try." Whispered Raynor as he turned his face to look at Nova straight in the eye.

Nova felt cold… almost afraid as she retracted back away from Jim. The older man leaned back and stretched, putting the picture into his vest pocket as he stood up. He took out a cigarette and put it to his mouth.

"What are you doing here Blondie? You miss me or something?" said sarcastically Jim as he lit his cigarette and blew smoke at her general direction.

"Asshole!" thought Nova as her mouth begin to speak "Commander Raynor, Emperor Valerian has assigned me with the task of search and rescue and have your return to Korhal."

Jim stared blankly at Nova and said "Do I look like I am in need of rescue blondie?"

Nova is getting angry now, what the hell is with him calling her blondie all the time.

With all the control she has in her to not beat the crap out of Raynor, Nova politely said " Well sir, with all due respect, the domin…"

Before she could finish, Jim chuckled "Last two times I checked, you were the one that needed the rescuing, blondie." Nova is ready to snap now, this jerk had called her blondie one too many times. And before she could lash out at him, she felt a warm cloth over her cheeks.

Jim Raynor looked at Nova with a sly grin as wiped her face clear of the blood that dried over her cheeks from last nights ordeal.

"You can barely keep yourself clean, much less rescuing me blondie." Said Jim as he turned away from her to wash the cloth in the kitchen sink.

This gentle gesture from Jim Raynor surprised Nova, who just remained quiet.

With his back to her, Jim whispered, "Listen, I know you have a job to do, but I am tired and I just need some time to myself."

"But sir, they need you back in Korhal, your raiders need you" reasoned Nova.

"They will be fine without me, Matt Horner is just as good if not better than me." Said Jim, "and don't sir me, just call me Jim, you are making me sound old."

"Nova" said the ghost.

"What?" Jim raised an eyebrow.

"My name is Nova, not blondie." Nova shifted from where she was standing and lean beside the kitchen sink where Jim was.

"I will give you the time that you need to figure things out, but in the mean time, I will follow my orders to protect you until you are ready to return to duty. Then we can call it even for you saving me" bargained Nova.

"thank you, Nova" Jim said as he retreated to the door.

"where you are going?" Nova questioned

"to get a drink." Jim replied as he walked out the door to his vehicle.

Nova quickly dash out the door after him only to be greeted by the trail of dust that was left behind as Jim drove off.

"ASSHOLE!" Nova yelled at Jim as he drove off chuckling to himself.

Author's Disclaimer: I do not own starcraft. This story is just a version of how I wanted the Starcraft universe to be after heart of the swarm. Please don't sue me! And please review and let me know how I am doing! Thanks for Reading.