Khan tried to relax as he laid back on Eros' bed. It was so much softer than the mattress he slept on - it was almost irritating how plush everything was. If he needed to get up in a hurry it would be difficult. He nearly jumped out of his skin when Eros tickled the bottom of his foot with her fingernail. She just smirked when he glared at her. "Everything on you has a hair trigger." She did it again and this time he only curled his toes.

"Conditioning." He clarified. "Can't exactly turn it off."

"Try." She suggested. "Don't need you round-housing me when I touch a sensitive nerve." Eros knelt on the bed and crawled up his body. "You're really pale. Didn't you say you used to be Indian?"

"East Indian, yes."

"Marcus went a little crazy stripping your color away." She commented as she stroked her hands up his thighs. His muscles flexed under her touch - undoubtedly he was trying not to flinch or kick away from her. She gave his knee cap a light squeeze and Khan couldn't stop the high pitched chuckle he let out. Although afterwards he cleared his throat.

"That tickles." He stated flatly. She ran her hands up his thighs again but this time she didn't stop until she was cupping his balls. "Ah…" His knees hiked up a little. Eros gently messaged the juncture of leg and groin muscle until he arched up - silently begging her to touch him. She gripped his cock and it throbbed against her palm. His skin going taut as he became fully erect. "That feels good." He sighed.

"Then you're really going to love this…" She said as she leaned in and laved up the length of his cock. He gasped and dug his nails into the pillow top - the softness the only thing he couldn't crush in his strong grip. The sensation of Eros teasing her tongue around the tip made his toes curl. It was just enough to get him hot but not enough to get him off. She stroked him and gently rubbed his balls before she took him into her mouth.

"Raz!" He growled as he arched his neck back. The way his entire body jerked she assumed he was really fighting to keep still. She took him deeper down her throat - all the way until her face was pressed into his pubes. She heard him take in a sharp breath but afterwards he didn't make any sound until she pulled back. "Oh…" he sighed out slowly. Eros smirked at how red his skin was now - he was covered in a full body blush as she worked him over. She wrapped her lips around him and kept her sucking shallow and pumped her fist along his shaft quickly. Raz! Raz! Ahh!" She pulled away just as he came. His cum oozed out in thick rivulets all over her hand. She kept up her quick pace until he tried to squirm out of her grip. "Stop…" He pleaded. She finally let him go only to get up and grab a tissue to clean up her hand. When she glanced at Khan he was just laying there with a serene look on his face. Sweat beading on his brow as some of his flushed skin turned back to it's pale shade. His normally bright blue eyes were dark and half lid - his long lashes going up and down as he blinked slowly. "Amazing."

"Thank you. I try." Eros said as she laid down next to him. She looked at her bedside clock. "Shouldn't you be getting back?" She asked.

"Some time away will do me some good." Khan answered before he yawned. "Plus leaving requires the use of my legs which I currently can't really feel."

"Where the hell is Harrison?" Marcus asked. His lab techs were just kind of milling about in the hanger - doing minor tasks to justify being at work without their supervisor.

"No idea—"

"Here! I'm here!" Khan said as he came trotting in the room. "I over slept."

"Are you sick?" One of his subordinates asked concerned. The rest of them chuckled - knowing was a punctual task master he was.

"No, just… I'm here now." He sighed as he took up his pad. "Admiral." He greeted him.

"Late night?" Marcus asked now that they were out of an earshot of his assistants.

"Yes." Khan answered as he smoothed back his dirty hair. "Didn't even get to shower." It was only after he mentioned it that Marcus noticed his five o clock shadow and the very distinctive smell of sex coming off of him. Musky, salty skin, saliva, the subtle scent of a woman. "Finalizing everything for the new dreadnought."

"It's finished?" Marcus asked - Harrison's personal life suddenly the least of his concerns.

"Just needs a name." Khan said. "I'll leave that to you." He wasn't expecting this to be so easy. He had hoped for the smallest bit of a challenge. Or at the very least to find that some people would be more intelligent. But apparently 200 years did nothing to heighten the capacity of normal humans. Khan thought it must be like walking around with blinders on that only allowed him to see half the truth. He watched Marcus as he marveled over his new ship - he was pathetic. So easily impressed by the weapons and abilities. Khan had to hold back a little - he might have to out gun the ship some day.

With Marcus distracted he turned his attention back to his frozen family. He soon came up with a plan to get them out of the Section 31 London storage and aboard a transport so he could hide them somewhere Marcus wouldn't find them. Any location he knew of from before he was frozen would undoubtedly be different now. He visited his former 'home' in India and found that his palace was long gone and replaced by a suburb. It was jarring - even more so than seeing the slums where he had spent his days begging for food had been developed into a vibrant metropolis. The desolate corner where he dragged himself everyday was a bank. The bridge he slept under was an area for people to picnic. Not a single rat or squatter in sight. Part of him wanted to destroy it all and the other part was happy to see his country had continued to thrive without him.

He wondered if he wanted it back - if after he woke his fellow augments would they seek to take over the world again. It might be a fools errand given how it turned out the first time. Now that the universe was easily accessible through space travel maybe they could find their own planet. Given their physical and metal prowess no one would bother them. He doubted Eros would leave her entire life on Earth behind to join him.

"Raz." He sighed her name when she crossed his mind. His hands still smelled like her and he could still taste her on his lips. Even if he washed it off she'd still be swimming in his mind. She seemed happy in her somewhat simple life. She didn't express a desire for anything more - or less. She didn't want to take over the world, she didn't want to be the 'mother' of a new civilization on some far off planet. He imagined she'd scoff at his grand ideas and ultimately tell him to leave her out of it. But maybe not. He'd at least ask her but first he had to set his plans into motion.

Khan warned Eros he was going to be absent for a while. But unlike the first time Marcus didn't come around to ask her what happened. She did see him in the club but he barely nodded at her before he went off with another dancer. Khan must've just lied to Marcus about where he was spending his free time. She kept getting cred deposits from 'J.R. Harrison' like he was stopping by Foxtrot every night. With the amounts he was giving her she wondered what Star Fleet paid him. His deposits were paying her rent and then some.

Khan did call her nearly every night. It was kind of sweet - he'd ask how her day went, tell her a little bit about the stuff he was working on - she'd only understand a fraction of it. Something about suspended animation or missiles - what ever she didn't really care. Things were pretty great until she came home one night and he was in her apartment with another man. She was surprised to say the least to come in and find Khan retrieving water for the stranger on her couch. He jumped when she came in - like she was the one intruding and started towards her until Khan stopped him.

"Malik, no. Sit - this is her home." He said quickly. The other man - 'Malik' - seemed to obey him and eased down to the couch. Khan set the water down before he rushed Eros in to her bedroom.

"Who the fuck it that?" She asked.

"That's Malik." Khan answered. Eros thought it was a little weird how proud he seemed of his new friend.

"I know relationships are new to you but you should really ask me before hand if you want a threesome. It's just common courtesy." She said before she looked out at the other man to make sure he wasn't stealing any of her stuff.

"He's not here for sex." Khan didn't play into her joke like he normally would. "Besides if he had the same problems as I did when I first woke up he won't be engaging in intercourse for a while." Eros looked at him sharply.

"That's one of your freezer-pop-super-freaks?!"

"Yes." He answered calmly despite her sudden change in tone. "I figured out the sequencing to wake him up. I probably should've tested it on someone further down the chain of command but his vitals are great—"

"Shut up! Why is he here?" She interrupted.

"Well I can't exactly take him to the base where I live." He said.

"Oh hell no! Get him the the fuck out of here. I can't take this kind of heat. If Marcus finds out and he comes for me I'll fucking kill you!" She yelled. Before she could even take a breath to continue her tirade Malik burst through the door and wrapped his arm around her neck from behind. "Ah!"

"No! Stop it! Release her." Khan demanded.

"She threatened you." Malik growled. Eros reached back and scratched his face in an attempted to get him off her. He just tightened his hold and Khan jumped when she started to turn blue. He pulled them apart and Eros collapsed to the floor to catch her breath.

"Malik, she didn't mean it literally." Khan explained quickly. "Raz, are you alright?"

"Get out!" Eros screamed. She grabbed the closest thing to her and threw it. The bottle of lotion bounced off of Khan's chest and he just looked at it when it thunked to the floor. "Get out you freak!"

"Don't speak to him like that." Malik warned as he reached for her again. Eros shrieked and tried to get away from him. Khan held him back and Malik looked him up and down. He was already having a hard time believing the pale man was his formerly dark skin leader. But here he was protecting a genetically inferior female who had just attacked him. The Khan he knew demanded complete loyalty - such a tantrum wasn't tolerated - not from his partners, not from his soldiers and certainly not from his bed mates. He had changed a great deal since Malik last saw him.

"Let's go." He simply said before he guided Malik out the door. He shut it to give Eros some time to herself.

"Who is that woman?" Malik questioned him right away. "What value could she possibly have to you that you didn't reprimand her disobedience?"

"For now she is the only ally the two of us have." Khan hissed at his friend. "Without her we are blown before we even get started. I am under constant supervision and I must be careful. Raz is part of my cover. And if you don't want to end up back in that cryo-tube or dead I highly suggest you keep your hands off her." Malik smirked.

"She's your whore." Khan's hand was around his throat so quickly he was gasping for breath before he even registered the motion. His smirk disappeared as Khan lifted him off the floor effortlessly. Malik was strong but being frozen was like getting hit by a truck and dropped off a skyscraper. His cells hadn't had enough time to regenerate. And Khan was going to use that time to put the fear of God in his subordinate.

"I will end you if you feel as though you can't follow my orders for some reason." Khan growled as he pulled Malik close to his face. "Do not touch her again. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes sir." Malik wheezed out.

"Sit down, drink the water I gave you and be as quiet as you can. And hopefully you won't be sleeping on the street tonight." Khan said before he finally released him. Malik looked him up and down again before he did as he was told. Khan headed to the kitchen, poured a glass of wine and grabbed an ice pack from the freezer before he went back in the bedroom. Eros glared at him from her spot on the bed. "Let me see." He simply said as he gave her the glass of wine. She took it and winced a little when she had to move her neck to drink it.

"Your lieutenant is an asshole." She griped. "And so are you."

"I'm sorry." Khan said as he moved her hair aside to put the ice pack on the finger shaped bruises forming on her neck.

"I'm going to have to wear a scarf all week at work."

"Or a choker." Khan joked and she smacked him. It barely registered as pain on his skin and he didn't move at all from the strike. But he felt the force she put behind it - she was really angry with him. "Too soon?"

"Asshole." She reiterated and jabbed an accusatory finger in his face. "Come home and get throttled by your bottom-bitch… I need a tab in the worst way." Khan didn't say anything before he went about searching her purse for her stash. When he found them he simply held out one for her. She opened her mouth and he placed it on her tongue. "You can't hide seventy people in my living room. What's your plan here?" She asked. He let out a long sigh as he sat next to her. The truth was he had no plan - he had been so excited about figuring out the sequencing as quickly as he did he just woke Malik up without a second thought. He'd finally have someone familiar around - someone who understood what he had been through. A real friend instead of just people he knew.

"Well for right now it involves you and this bed." Khan answered - putting on a charming veneer to hide his inner turmoil. She moved away from his hand when he slid it up her leg.

"Nope."

"What?"

"Go have a slumber party with your little buddy out there. Come up with a plan that doesn't involve me or the use of my home. I'm gonna finish my wine and take another tab so I can manage to sleep tonight."

"Mm… you sure I can't—

"Yes." Eros answered quickly.

Malik was a constant source of tension for Eros. She never had a moment alone in her apartment anymore. If she was there that meant he could come and crash and that meant Khan had to come over and babysit him so he didn't go flying off the handle every time Eros told him to fuck off - which was a lot. Khan kept her bank account full and paid the rent two days in advance every month but Eros was currently finding out the monetary surplus was not equal to her amount of misery. Malik was far less charming than Khan and he didn't hide his distaste for Eros. She was genetically inferior. She was intellectually stunted. She was weak. His list went on and on.

"The nerve." Eros scoffed. "He's in my house, eating my food and using my wifi and I'm 'so useless'." She mumbled to herself as she painted her nails. Khan could be intimidating and intense but Malik was a whole different kind of imposing. Khan started bringing him machines to work on and to kept him occupied most of the time but Eros couldn't relax with him there. She stayed in her room most of the time since her living room had become his unofficial workshop.

Mike kept her stocked in kite and it helped but she realized it was a temporary fix. The more time Khan spent with Malik the more she realized she wanted out. Things were getting way out of control. She over heard them talking about blowing up some kind of Star Fleet building. She was harboring terrorists - Khan was good in bed but not that good. Her freedom was definitely worth more than a few five-minute-high-altitude-fucks.

Their plans plus her increased kite consumption made her paranoid - if they got caught they'd rat her out and she'd go to federal prison for aiding war criminals. She felt like she was being followed, like all of her phone calls were being recorded, like she was being watched while she slept. She kept the curtains drawn all the time and didn't so much as search the net for information on Star Fleet. She suddenly had the urge to flee - especially when Khan started talking about unfreezing another super human. A woman this time who would no doubt take her place as Khan's bedmate - and if he had a super human woman he'd probably just stand back and watched as she choked the life out of Eros. She only let it go because Khan promised her he was close to securing an identity for Malik. Then they'd get their own house somewhere away from her. And that house would turn into a base of operations for their new empire.

"Shit." Eros cursed when she upended the wine bottle into her glass. She tossed it in the trash and searched her pockets for a tab. She jumped when she noticed Malik was standing in the door for the kitchen. "What do you want?" she asked. She was in no mood for him. All he ever did was make her feel stupid. From the way he talked down to her to the way he looked at her like she was a low life. As she was currently searching for drugs she didn't need a reminder of how trashy she was becoming.

"Khan is not focusing enough and you're to blame." He stated flatly.

"He's got a lot on his plate. He's trying to unfreeze more freakazoids like you and take over the god damn world." Eros said. She was starting to get irritated - coming down from a high always made her twitchy. And when Malik stepped closer to her she felt the hair stand up on the back of her neck.

"You… are not affiliated with us. I think his mind is scattered because he's wasting time worrying about your loyalty. And other… things." He glanced down at her body for a moment and turned up his nose a little. He honestly didn't get Khan's attraction to her.

"Well when you guys set your little plan into motion you'll be out of my hair and—" Without warning Malik grabbed the back of her head and slammed her face into the counter. The impact made her black out for a few seconds before the pain brought her back to nearly full consciousness. The left side of her head throbbed in agony and she flailed when he tried to do it again. She knocked over her wine glass - spilled it of him along with the dish-drying rack that was on the counter. He let her go and stepped back to avoid it. Eros stumbled back and caught herself on the fridge. She could feel blood rushing from her nose, over her lips and down her chin. What the hell was he trying to do? Khan would see her face and freak out. Unless he was planning on killing her and getting rid of her body before Khan got off from his shift at the station.

"Out of respect for Khan I'll make this quick." He started. "But then again we both know that man isn't Khan… or at least he's not anymore. You and that Admiral have seen fit to strip away everything he used to be but don't worry - once you're gone he'll snap back. He'll find a new whore. One who is more obedient to her betters." He lounged for her and she ducked out the way and managed to crawl right between his legs to get to the door.

"Ahhh!" She screamed when he stepped on her ankle. She grabbed the broken stem of her wine glass and jammed it into the inside of his thigh. The gush of blood let her know she had hit the artery she had been aiming for. Super human or not it would cripple him. The blow made him fall back and she got to her feet and stumbled towards the living room. She limped around, trying not to drive the glass in her heel any deeper. Malik was a weapons expert and everything he made looked like a gun. She grabbed one and turned around just he came charging out the kitchen. His thigh was painted in blood and logically he should've bled out by now but the blood loss didn't seem to hinder him.

"Stay back!" She took aim as he continued to get closer. "Malik—!" He growled and she fired the weapon. The kickback sent her tumbling back over the couch and on to the floor. She got to her feet and looked over to find the blast had gone right through his chest. He blood was everywhere - the blast from the gun looked like it made his heart explode out of his back. His body was motionless as the smoke billowed from the hole in his chest. Khan had told her that it was common for augments to recover from mortal wounds but she didn't know the extent of their ability to heal. And she damn sure wasn't about to check his pulse. So she just eased away until her back was to the wall - still gripping the gun as she slowly slid to the floor.

As the hours ticked by Eros kept watching Malik for any sign that he would get up. She gasped every time his body twitched as it began to release gases and stiffen. She wasn't even aware of the passage of time. Everything seemed to stop, she couldn't hear her phone ringing or smell Malik's burned flesh. She was frozen there until Khan came through the door. He stopped short at the scene in front of him and nearly slipped on all the blood on the floor. He didn't seem shocked or disgusted. He just looked at Eros who was visibly shaking now that her adrenaline and drugs had worn off.

"Raz." He walked to her and she didn't acknowledge him until he knelt down and touched her shoulder. She aimed the gun at him but he grabbed it and pointed it away. With a little force he pulled it from her hands. "What happened?" Khan asked calmly. He took in the large bruise and all the blood on her face.

"Is he dead?" She asked. Khan's eyebrows went up.

"From the hole where his heart and lungs should be that would be obvious." He replied. "He attacked you?"

"He was going to kill me." She said.

"Yes, I assumed this wasn't the result of a fight over the tv remote." Khan said as he stood up. He was already thinking of how to dispose of the body. He was only gone for three hours - Malik must've attacked her as soon as he was out of the building. He looked at Eros when she suddenly sobbed.

"What did I do?" She asked. Khan was truly surprised at her emotional response. As far as he knew she hated Malik and yet now she was crying for him. Maybe Malik had been right about her - she was genetically inferior to them. She cried when she killed someone she considered her enemy. Such a response was completely foreign to him. "What—what did I do?" She finally tore her eyes away from Malik's corpse and stared at Khan.

"You killed him." He stated flatly. She suddenly grabbed his pant legs desperately.

"Please Khan - I'm sorry." She panicked. "He attacked me out of no where and I only meant to scare him off but Jesus Christ! What did I do?! Please, please don't kill me. I'm sorry!" Eros pleaded.

"Calm down." Khan tried to sooth her but she wasn't hearing him. She had never killed before - to him it was no big deal. He remembered the first person he killed - the older boy with the scar that tried to take his crutches. But after that the number of people that fell at his hands was irrelevant. Khan let out a long sigh before he pulled her up and walked her into the bathroom. He got her cleaned up before he put her in bed. Eros was in shock - she just laid there - staring into space. Khan put on some relaxing music for her before he went out to deal with Malik's body. For a moment he stared into his dead eyes. The shot to his chest had caused a blood vessel to burst in his left cornea. "You dumb son of bitch. I warned you." He packed all of Malik's guns into a trunk and used the plastic they used to protect Eros' couch to wrap him up. Luckily it was well past midnight and he was able to simply walk the corpse down to the nearest canal and sink it in the water. Malik had no fingerprints, no retina scans on record - if he did eventually wash up he'd be unidentifiable.

The man at the store Khan stopped at to get cleaning supplies was too freaked out by all the blood on his clothes to question his appearance. But Khan took the security footage for good measure. He spent the rest of the night meticulously scrubbing Malik's blood from the floor and walls of Eros' apartment. After he scrubbed he painted and replaced the tiles and grout on the floor. He stopped to check on her around 5 am and was thankful to see she had fallen asleep. He tested all the areas in the apartment with a black light to make sure there was no evidence before he took a shower and crashed on the couch.