"Well, we made it unseen" John said very surprised at this, taking cautious steps in the Dawn as he brought his assault rifle back to its aiming posture. John surveyed the damage to the ship how he made it alive was just plain 117 luck.

"Hey, look at this" John said with amusement picking the familiar object up in his gauntlets. And turned the device on.

"An Energy sword, how did that g-" Cortana paused for a moment "Oh, the Arbiter must have dropped it when he tried to get to the front of the Dawn. " You'd better give that back to him, that's if you see the Arbiter again" the AI said sounding sad. John did not say anything and continued along the remains of the ship.

"Do you think there is any food on what's left in this place" the Spartan asked sounding hungry.

"Well err, the kitchen quarters is still intact and if we have any food it will be just MRE's" Cortana said sounding quirky. John found the kitchen and to his surprise he found it in pretty good shape for a large crash into an unknown planet. 117 found what he was looking for and found a working stove and started to heat up the meal.

"I have a question" John broke the silence, "Is the air Oxygen tolerable" he asked hoping so, he was hungry.

"Now this is the weird part, the air here is exactly like it is on the Ark, it's weather system is like the Ark sharing traits with Forerunner technology but it's older buy at least two-hundred thousand years , either the Forerunners were older than predicted or there was another race which passed on what the Forerunners had, and the metal all-" Cortana tried to explain but was cut off.

"Can I breathe or not" John asked looking at the cooking meal with anticipation.

"Yes, you big green goof you can breathe" Cortana said playfully, John could feel her smile. John took his helmet off for the first in a long time. His scarred pale skin was like fresh snow, old scars

that brought back memories, memories that he wanted to forget but as hard as he tried he often brought them back to his mind. He and Cortana rarely talked about them but now for some reason he felt like it was a good time. He waited for his meal to finish cooking and put Cortana in a near by Holographic projector.

"Cortana" John asked in his gritty mono-tone voice, " Can you remember Linda" he asked seeing if his AI friend could remember her too.

"Spartan 058 how could I not, she could shoot things with that sniper before you could know what to do to on the battlefield" Cortana smiled. "She used to talk about you, she used to talk to you all the time" this got Johns attention.

"What about"

"Well she liked you, a lot she hated the fact that you went out and could have gotten yourself killed when fighting the Covenant, she seen that you were too reckless when you were younger" Cortana said.

"Well eat up, it's getting cold" the AI added. John looked at his meal and started to dig in the food felt great the last time he ate was when he was about to go into action on the Ark. He wondered as he ate what was Linda up to now, he hoped she was on earth living the rest of her live as a person and not a armoured killing machine that all Spartans were he wanted that for all his Spartans his brothers and sisters, his family.

When John finished his meal he had Cortana back in to his armour and continued to move further in to the ship he was looking for the armoury he needed ammo, weapons anything he could carry. He walked in to the armoury and found a BR55HB SR a M6G and more clips for those weapons further looking in he found seven grenades, he also remembered the Arbiters sword.

"You need some rest John" Cortana told him sternly and marked a nav point on his HUD.

"Yes mother" 117 added smirking as he could feel a mental slap from his companion. He followed the point and found himself in a room, a room where only one person had been. It was Miranda Keyes sleeping quarters a luxurious bed and room was at his disposal.

"I can't stay in this room" John told his friend. Looking around at pictures of Jacob, Avery, Earth and one picture next to her bedside of her and John in the aftermath of a battle in New Mombasa.

"She wouldn't have mind John really" Cortana said quietly trying to reassure him, 117 felt defeated as he climbed on the bed and lay down. The bed snapped sending John on the floor. He got up and looked at the damage.

"OK she would be pissed at me off that" he said laughing, "I'm sleeping on the floor" he added lying down in the room he put Cortana back in to a projector.

"We move out tomorrow trying to find out what the hell this place is" he said to her glowing figure on the projector.

"Wake me, only at 0520" he said, seconds later he was asleep.

Wow 2nd chapter done thanks for the reviews and I'm gonna get the lay out right eventually, SEE YA