The following part will contain spoilers for Nightfall and Proof, as always, I don´t own anything.
I wanted to establish some facts about Lucas´s feelings about Wash, I wasn´t really satisfied with the way their relationship was dismissed in the season finale, she has been in his life for a long time, even before he lost his mother and has lived with him at Terra Nova previous to his banishment.
Somehow it didn´t feel right to me that he would just shoot her because she refused to tell him about the Shannon´s, so I thought about it and created a scenario that explains his total hatred towards his father´s second in command.
metube: Again, thank you so much for the review- I´ll come to that now, it´s all about Somalia, once again ;) Well, I actually had trouble to understand why Taylor would wait until the next morning to talk to Malcolm about the box, so I had to find a reason for him to be MIA, used Wash and her famous medical skills for it… There´s going to be a lot more Wash/Boylan interaction, she wants some explanations and he´s going to give them to her when Taylor won´t.
MissCallaLilly: Ah, thank you, glad you enjoyed it- so here´s the next part now :)
Taylor was waiting for them at the gate and Wash looked at him expectantly, she wanted an explanation but instead of reacting to her questioning look, the commander turned towards Shannon.
"Let´s go and talk to Malcolm- Wash, I´ll see you at command in an hour."
Noticing a dismissal when she heard one the lieutenant turned on her heel and walked off in direction of the barracks, determined to make use of the time she had on hand to find her missing Corporal.
She entered the barracks and almost ran into Reynolds, covered in mud from head to foot and smelling awful.
"No showers at your holiday resort, Reynolds?"
She asked dryly, crossing her arms as the young man jumped to attention.
"Are you injured?"
Wash inquired, relieved when he shook his head.
"No, Ma´am."
"Good, then there´s nothing keeping me from giving you a true dressing down, is there."
"No, Ma´am."
"You know what happened here yesterday?"
"Yes, Ma´am, an EMP."
"Precisely, the power system closed down, the perimeter was useless, we had no weapons except for our knives and Mira´s men broke into the colony, not a good day to vanish without a trace."
"I´m sorry, Ma´am."
He looked it, too and Wash´s expression softened a bit.
"Never go OTG again without telling anyone were you´ll be, understood?"
He looked up at her, looking ashamed.
"Yes, Ma´am."
"Good- go and ask Sargent Reilly to take a few men and get your rover back inside, I`ll think of a suitable punishment later."
"Yes, Ma´am."
Wash rolled her eyes.
"What´s with that yes and no, can´t you talk properly anymore?"
"I don´t know what to say, I´m sorry I disappointed you, it won´t happen again."
"Damn right it won´t- a personal advice, don´t tell Mr. Shannon you took his daughter out there, he was out all night, as was his wife, if you´re lucky they won´t find out at all."
Mark looked so relieved that Wash had to bite her lip to keep herself from laughing.
"Dismissed, Corporal."
Reynolds saluted, then walked away towards the showers while Wash decided to get some breakfast from one of the fruit vendors on the market.
Still pondering Taylor´s earlier conversation with Mira, Wash made her way up to the office where she found her CO already waiting for her.
"Hey, Wash."
He greeted her, smiling but there was a slightly guarded expression in his eyes, telling her that he was indeed keeping something from her.
"All right, just tell me, I won´t let it go anyway."
"I believe we set a rule here, Lieutenant."
"Beg pardon?"
She said, confused.
"We decided not to talk about personal matters while on duty and I believe our shifts won´t end until tonight."
"Now you decide to bring that up?"
"As good a time as any- sit down, we have tons of paperwork."
True to his word, Taylor hadn´t talked about anything but work the whole morning, then he had send Wash out on noon patrol and told her to check up on the repairs to the fence afterwards, when she had come back he had send her out again, telling her to make sure that everyone who needed them had new functional microchips.
By the time she had checked on everyone who owned a radio set or other technical equipment, it was time for evening patrol and Wash met her CO at the gate where he was talking to Guzman.
"Hey, Wash."
"Sir- Guz."
She waited until the two men had finished their conversation, then followed Taylor as he started to walk along the perimeter.
"You´ll be ok here for a couple of days?"
He asked suddenly, stopping and turning towards her.
"Sir?"
"As idiotic as it may sound, I need some time to clear my head, you know I can´t get that around here."
"You´re going fishing?"
She asked, not surprised when he nodded.
"Thought of taking Shannon with me" he admitted, continuing along the fence and Wash had to hide her smile, in a way she liked the fact that he was making a friend, perhaps she wouldn´t have to worry about Shannon´s loyalty to her CO after all.
"Sure, you go take a break from it all, I´ll be fine here."
"We´ll be back early on Thursday."
Feeling suspicious at his final tone, Wash voiced her next sentence carefully.
"You aren´t coming over tonight?"
"No, I´m sorry, I have to look through the pictures I took at the falls last time, see if I can´t figure out how long Lucas will need now."
Drawing a deep breath, Wash nodded.
"I see."
They didn´t talk anymore, there wasn´t much to say, Taylor had made it clear that he wasn´t willing to talk about his conversation with Mira and Wash was busy trying to decide wether or not to accept his decision.
By the time they had reached the gate she had made up her mind, if he wasn´t going to tell her, she´d find out some other way.
"Goodnight, Lieutenant."
Taylor briefly touched her shoulder and Wash forced herself to smile in response.
"Goodnight, Sir."
She looked after him as he made his way up to the office again, then walked over to Boylan´s and descended the stairs into the bar.
Josh Shannon was serving drinks and smiled at her when he saw her.
"Good evening, Lieutenant, can I get you anything?"
"Hello, Josh- two glasses of Bourbon."
Drinks in hand she made her way upstairs and found the man she was looking for seated behind his desk.
"Why bothering with that stuff, that´s what plex pads are for" she sat down in front of the desk and nodded towards the mountains of papers Boylan was trying to sort out.
"Plex pads can be hacked" Boylan shrugged as he accepted a glass of Bourbon from Alicia.
"What brings you here, don´t you have anywhere nicer to be?"
Wash leaned back in her chair and took a sip of Bourbon before putting the glass down onto the table.
"I need you to tell me something."
"You seem to need an awful lot from me these days- what is it now?"
"Somalia- I have a feeling I`m missing some crucial part of information."
"Not sure I´m following."
"Mira said something about Lucas wanting to kill me as much as Taylor, any idea why that might be the case?"
She could tell that Boylan was catching on by his expression and leaned forward, amused by the way his eyes briefly strayed before snapping back up to meet her´s.
"You know somethings, I can see it, spill."
Boylan ran a hand through his hair, then shrugged.
"Oh what the hell, let Taylor sort out his own mess, why would I care- when Taylor realized that the fight outside was a diversion, he told half the unit to shoot the few rebels still standing and took the rest of us back to the tents.
When we got there you were on the ground, blood pooling all around you, barely conscious and Taylor pulled you into his lap, yelling for someone to get a copter.
I found one of the guys you´d taken down wasn´t quite dead, made him tell me that they had only been a little over thirty in the first place, minus the ones we´d shot outside and the ones dead by the tents that meant only a handful of them could be with Ayani and Lucas."
We knew their base camp was almost two hours out and our rovers were faster than theirs."
Boylan´s voice trailed away but Wash had already heard enough.
"Are you telling me that if he had left straight away he´d have overtaken them before they reached their reinforcements?"
"Yeah, most certainly, I tried to point that out to him but he brushed me off, I´m not sure he was even listening, he was holding you, trying to stop the bleeding, I don´t think there was room for anything in his head at that moment than you."
Wash took another sip of her drink, trying to come to terms with the fact that Taylor had knowingly sacrificed his family to stay with her, if Lucas knew about that, she couldn´t exactly blame him for hating her as much as he hated his father.
"Thanks for telling me" she got up from her chair and Boylan nodded.
"Don´t mention it, as far as I´m concerned, you deserve to know what you´re up against."
Wash found Taylor still behind his desk, a pile of plex pads in front of him but he wasn´t working, just staring into space when she closed the door behind herself.
He looked up and she remained standing by the door, waiting for his reaction.
"You talked to Boylan."
It wasn´t a question, it was what he would have done in her position as well and Wash didn´t bother to confirm his statement and instead walked up to the desk, not surprised when he got up and met her half way.
"You should have told me."
"No."
Trying not to let her frustration show, Wash crossed her arms over her chest.
"Are we going to talk about this or not?"
His expression was calculation as he looked at her, taking in the obvious tension in her body, then he nodded slowly.
"All right, we´ll talk but not here, meet me at my place in ten."
He walked right past her and out of the office, leaving Wash to lower the lights.
They made a point of not leaving together, apart from Guzman no one knew officially about their relationship and even though Boylan and a few others seemed convinced that they were a couple, they didn´t want to confirm their suspicions.
Ten minutes later Wash slipped into her CO´s house and closed the door behind herself, not at all surprised when she found him pacing in the living room.
Wash walked up to him and leaned against the sofa, watching him for while before asking "What if they had shot Ayani and had taken Lucas and me, would Lucas still be alive then?"
Taylor stopped and glanced at her and Wash chuckled humorlessly.
"Of course he would be because in that case you´d have left your wife bleeding to death and come after us straight away."
"Look, I´m not proud of it but I´d do it again, I had to make a decision and I did, you will just have to accept that."
"He is your son, Nathaniel and he was just a kid, he was scared and he was waiting for you, how could you-"
"Damn it, Wash, you were in so much pain and you were scared, how could I have left you?"
"They needed you."
"You needed me- and I needed you."
He pulled her into him, his arms closing tightly around her back, his face buried in her unbound hair.
"I´m not sorry for what I did, not proud but not sorry, either. If I hadn´t stayed, you would have died, you´d have given up and you know it."
She didn´t reply, he was right, he had been the sole reason she had fought for her life until help had arrived, unable to disappoint him when he was sounding so desperate.
Her arms wrapped around him without her really thinking about it, how could she accuse him of loving her so much everything else paled in compare?
They stood like that for some time, just enjoying being close to each other until Taylor finally bend his head down to her´s and kissed her, his hands finding their way underneath her top, gently caressing her bare skin.
"Make love to me" Wash whispered and she felt him smile against her lips.
"With pleasure, Ma´am."
Wash accompanied Taylor to the gate before dawn where they met up with Shannon who looked torn between anxiety and amusement.
While the commander was busy loading his bag into a rover, Shannon turned to Wash, looking imploringly at her.
"This is not going to be one of Taylor´s ideas of doing something normal all differently so it turns out to be crazy and dangerous?"
Wash looked up into his worried face, shaking her head.
"Shannon, you´re a sissy- don´t worry, it´s just a fishing trip- granted, it´s OTG so there might be some dangers involved but nothing a big boy like yourself can handle."
She slapped him on the back, then turned to her CO while Shannon walked over to his wife, sulking.
"He´s right, don´t do anything reckless" she warned Taylor who smirked before reaching for her ponytail and twirling it around his fingers, the closest they ever came to a tender gesture when saying goodbye.
"I´ll behave, you hold down the fort, see you in two days."
The men got into the rover and drove off, leaving Wash and Elisabeth Shannon to look after them.
"Lower the gate" Wash called up the tower, stifling a yawn, between Nathaniel´s heartfelt, if wordless apologies and him planning to leave at the crack of dawn she hadn´t gotten more than two hours of sleep.
"Can I ask you something, Lieutenant?"
Elisabeth inquired and Wash looked up, surprised at the request but nodding all the same.
"Sure, go ahead."
The other woman looked slightly embarrassed.
"I don´t really know how to put this and I know it´s none of my business but I can´t help wondering-"
Elisabeth glanced towards the gate and back at Alicia again and Wash understood what this was about.
"You´re wondering about Commander Taylor and me."
"Well, yes- you seem too concerned to just be a friend but I´ve never seen anything between you two that really suggests otherwise, are you just being discreet or is it really nothing more than the strongest friendship I´ve ever witnessed?"
"Dr. Shannon, if we were just being discreet as you put it, don´t you think there´s a reason for that and that I consequently wouldn't tell you otherwise?"
The older woman nodded, a slight smile forming on her face as she drew her conclusions.
"I see, in that case, do you really think this trip isn´t going to be dangerous?"
Wash shrugged as she started to walk in the direction of the mess hall, desperate for a strong cup of coffee.
"You overestimate my influence on the Commander, Doc, I couldn´t keep him from rushing into danger even if I wanted to, it´s who he is but for the record, nothing ever happened to him so far on his fishing trips, so don´t worry too much, they´ll be back in two days and they´ll check in every six hours or so- when does your shift start?"
"Not for another three hours, I´ll go home and catch up on some sleep and then make breakfast for the kids."
"You do that, I´ll come over to the infirmary if I hear anything."
"Thank you."
They parted in front of the mess hall and Wash made her way inside, smiling when she spotted some members of her unit sitting at a table together, nursing their coffees.
She got a cup herself and went to sit down next to Mark who shifted aside to make room for her.
"Morning, boys" she greeted, shaking her head when they made to stand up.
"At ease, just ignore I´m here, I don´t want to ruin your breakfast."
She looked at Mark while the other´s turned back to their previous conversation.
"How´s it going with Maddy?"
"Fine, you were right, her parents didn't find out."
"Good for you, would have been hard to stop Shannon from kicking your ass otherwise."
Mark blushed and Wash chuckled, her hand finding his for a moment.
"Come on, kid, don´t beat yourself up, you wanted to do something special for her, it´s actually rather sweet."
"Sweet?"
He sounded indignant.
"I´m sorry but what else should I call it, you took her to show her a field full of flowers, that´s hardly- unless of course you did something else out there and forgot to mention it to me."
The blush in the young man´s cheek deepened so much Wash almost felt sorry for teasing him- almost.
"Of course not" he assured her hurriedly.
Wash held up her hand to keep him from saying anything else.
"Don´t say anymore, I don´t want to hear it- I´ll see you at the shooting range in twenty."
On her way to the shooting range, Wash radioed Guzman.
"Guz, you copy?"
"Copy, Wash."
"You´re at the comm center?"
"Yeah."
"I´ll be out at the range, if Taylor checks in, tell him I´ll get back to him as soon as I´m back at command."
"Will do, Guzman out."
Wash had just finished setting up targets when her unit arrived, all of them looking excited, shooting practice was something everyone enjoyed.
After an hour of walking around, correcting stances and techniques and proudly watching Reynolds breaking his own distance record she gave in to the pleadings for her to demonstrate some of her own skills and went a few rounds with both her sonic pistol and a sniper rifle, leaving her unit staring at her in awe.
"All right, everyone, that´s it for today, good work."
Reynolds and Reilly stayed behind, helping her to collect the targets.
"That was incredible, Ma´am" Reilly told her, her fingers tracing the perfect hole where six of her superior´s bullets had hit the target in the exactly same spot.
"Lots of practice, Reilly, hope you guys will never be in a situation where you have to snipe, so don´t be too enthusiastic about it."
The younger woman looked at her tentatively, then asked "when was the last time you used one?"
"Somalia, ´35, we landed in the jungle, proceeded to take out eight different units without loosing a single man ourselves. I was the smallest and the best shot so I spend most of the time up in trees while Commander Taylor and the others surrounded the camps and took out the one´s who tried to run."
She started walking towards the shed where the targets were stored, indicating that the conversation was over, she didn´t like to talk about the Somalian war, not even to her soldiers, too many memories, too much death and the realization that winning didn´t always make it all worth while.
Wash dismissed her unit and was just climbing the steps to command when her comm came to life.
"Wash, you copy?"
"Copy, Sir- are you there yet?"
"Yes, great day, Shannon´s really getting the hang of fishing now- you all good?"
"Everything´s fine, Sir, nothing unusual going on."
"All right, tell the Doc, Shannon says hello, Taylor out."
True to her promise, Wash turned around and made her way over to the infirmary instead, looking for Elisabeth Shannon.
"Lieutenant, what can I do for you?"
"Just came to inform you that your husband is all right and says hello, they seem to be having fun."
"At least they haven´t been eaten by anything."
The doctor sounded relieved.
"Lieutenant, while you are here, would you have a look at something for me?"
Wash followed the doctor over to a bio bed where a man was lying, a nasty gash across his thigh, Wash recognized him as one of Guzman´s men.
"What happened, Corporal?"
"Slasher got me, Ma´am, on the way back from outpost four."
Elisabeth Shannon was checking the ragged wound while Wash looked on, it looked nasty and she was certain the man was in a lot of pain.
"I don't get many of those" Elisabeth looked at Alicia, "do you think it´s safe to just close it up, it´s deep and terribly torn at the edges."
"I´d recommend stitching it up, if you just spray it, it´ll close the skin but might do nothing for the muscle underneath."
The other woman ran her fingers though her hair.
"Would you mind doing it, it´s really deep and I´ve never seen anything that ragged, knives don´t tear the flesh like that."
"Sure, no problem, you should sedate him, though, he won´t be going anywhere for a few days."
"Ma´am, I have a shift to get to" the soldier protested but Wash shook hear head.
"I´ll tell Lieutenant Guzman about your injury, I´m sure he´ll be pleased that you insist on finishing your shift but right now you´ll have to heal."
She waited until the sedative had put the man under, then started stitching up the gash as neatly as possible while Elisabeth watched her closely.
"You really are good, I could never have managed stitches that tiny with the skin so torn."
Wash shrugged as she wiped her bloody hands on a towel.
"Slasher wounds are always a mess, I´ve stitched up a lot of those before we managed to get a hang on how to avoid them."
"How bad was it when you first got here?"
"We got used to it, what was much worse was that we couldn´t find Taylor anywhere, he´d stepped through the portal right in front of me and when I stepped out he wasn´t there."
"He told us about that, he said that one hundred and eighteen days passed here while for you it was just a few seconds, how´s that possible?"
"I´m not a scientist, I can´t really explain it, Hope Plaza figured it out before the second pilgrimage came through but that didn't help Commander Taylor."
"How long did it take you to find him?"
Wash paused, she didn´t particularly like to relive the events of that day.
"I wanted to rush off and look for him but Guzman managed to talk me out of it, told me that it would be no good if I went missing, too, so we set up camp and by the time we had lit a few fires, Taylor walked out of the jungle and joined us."
"Just like that?"
"Well, you know the Commander, it takes a little more than a few months of solitary existence in a hostile environment to make him nervous."
Wash smiled half heartedly, remembering the haunted look in her CO´s eyes, the way he had flinched at loud noises and how much she had wanted to simply wrap him into her arms and comfort him but of course that had been out of the question.
Instead she had settled for offering him a report and he had followed her over to one of the tents and out of earshot of everyone else where he had finally told her all about the three months spend all alone in the jungle.
There she had hugged him and for a moment he had actually allowed her to hold him, the tension leaving his body at the contact, he had pulled her hair tie out and buried his face in the dark tresses, deeply inhaling the scent of her shampoo.
Wash had enjoyed the moment of intimacy while it had lasted, she had been aware of the fact that her CO´s feelings for her weren´t as platonic as he liked to pretend even back then but she had also known that he wouldn´t act on it and had tried to tell herself she´d be able to live with it.
The sound of her radio coming to life got Wash out of her musings and she lifted it to her mouth.
"Copy."
"Wash, you´re in the infirmary with Sanders?"
"Yeah, just stitched him up, he´ll have to stay here for a while, it was a nasty gash."
"Damn, I hate Slashers, listen, can I borrow Reynolds, Sanders was to stay OTG for the day to check on the security cams, I don´t have anyone else who´s experienced enough to lead the team."
"Sure, no problem, he´s on duty until sundown and they don´t really need him on the tower, I´ll go get him, Washington out."
She excused herself and made her away over to the tower she had assigned Reynolds to, motioning for him to come down.
"You´re going OTG for a while, Sanders got hurt in a Slasher attack tonight, you´re taking over his team for the day."
"Yes, Ma´am, shall I report to Lieutenant Guzman before I leave?"
"No, it´s fine, I´m going up to command anyway, I´ll tell him you´re on your way."
They walked to the gate together where Reynolds met up with Sanders´ team and Wash waited until they had left before finally making her way up to the office where she found Guzman waiting for her.
"Long morning?"
He asked and she nodded, slumping down into Taylor´s desk chair.
"Yeah, been up since five, didn´t go to sleep until after three."
She stifled a yawn, glaring at her comrade when he smirked.
"Trouble keeping up with the Commander, Wash?"
"If you know what´s good for you stop talking right now."
She warned him, then glanced at her watch.
"Reynolds just left, Horton should be here in an hour, my unit will be at the gate to unload the rovers."
"Ok then, I promised Tasha I´d meet her for lunch, that´s ok with you?"
"Sure, go play Daddy, I´ll be fine."
Guzman chuckled, shaking his head.
"Sometimes I wonder why you enjoy teasing me so much, must be Shannon´s bad influence."
"Say that again and I will really, really hurt you."
Still looking amused Guzman left and Wash turned back to the desk, resigning herself to a long and uneventful day of paperwork.
"Lieutenant, a word."
Wash looked up from the selection of fruit she had been looking at to find Malcolm standing in front of her, looking agitated.
"A very good morning to you, too, what´s wrong?"
"It´s Horton- ever since he got back yesterday he´s messing up everything."
Wash turned back to the fruit and choose one, paying for it while half listening to Malcolm who continued to complain.
Rapidly loosing her patience, Wash took Malcolm´s arm and stirred him away from the market and towards the command center.
"Look, I know you enjoyed your Horton- free time but now he´s back and you will just have to live with it."
"But-"
"What´s more, you have not to bother me with it, you have to sort it out yourself."
"He´s scared of you, I thought you might-"
"Malcolm."
Wash drew a deep breath.
"It´s not my job to run around the colony, frightening people into submission, so get your head out of the sand and stand up for yourself, all right?"
The man looked desperate and Wash felt herself melt.
"All right, I´ll go and talk to him, not sure it´ll do much good, though."
"You could at least mention that he´s not my superior and that I did a good job without him here."
"Got the point, Malcolm, where is he right now?"
"Checking on the apple trees."
"Exciting."
Wash commentated dryly, thinking that a small excursion out there might be a nice distraction on what was already becoming a tiresome day.
She pulled her comm out and contacted her CO while making her way over towards the plantations.
"Hey, Wash, we´re heading back now, just packing up, won´t be there until early in the morning, though, we´ll spend the night at outpost four."
"All right, see you tomorrow then."
Wash found the scientist with Maddy Shannon, the girl looking slightly irritated.
"Good morning, Lieutenant Washington" Horton greeted her while Maddy smiled shyly.
"Horton, Miss Shannon- how was your first day back?"
"Good, good, seeing so many new faces, it´s been a real pleasure getting to know everybody."
He smiled brightly at Maddy who smiled back rather gloomily, apparently not very impressed with the man.
"I hope you found everything in order, Malcolm did a good job in your absence."
A flash of irritation in the man´s eyes was quickly masked by another smile.
"Yeah, Malcolm, good man."
"Hm- well, I´ll leave you two to it then, have a good day."
She walked away, thinking that if anything Horton had only gotten weirder during his stay OTG.
"Guzman to Washington, Wash, you copy?"
Wash reached for her radio, trying to rid herself of sleepiness, she hated being woken up in the middle of the night, it always meant trouble.
"Copy."
"There´s been a break-in in the infirmary, I need you over here ASAP."
Thinking that it was typical that something like that would happen when both the commander and Shannon were OTG, Wash got up and dressed hurriedly before hastening over to the infirmary.
The sun was just rising and Elisabeth Shannon was there along with Malcom and Guzman, all of them looking worried.
"What was stolen?"
"Azimeth" Elisabeth sighed, sounding as though she was close to tears.
"Wait, the schedule two stuff? That was locked into a fridge and you need an access card to get in, how did that happen?"
She didn't wait for an answer but crouched low to examine the broken glass, then straightened up again, looking at the horizon.
"We´ll wait until your husband is back, this is his party."
She told the concerned woman, then asked "just how bad do we need the meds?"
"Really bad, I have patients who´s life is depending on it."
"Malcolm, I want a list with everyone who has an access card on it, Dr. Shannon, go home and have breakfast, I´ll wait for your husband, he´ll come and get you once he´s here, Guz, go home, too, your shift ended two hours ago."
"Yeah, like that ever bothers anymore around here" he winked at her before walking away in the direction of the barracks.
"If anyone needs me, I´ll be at the gate, waiting for the Commander."
Wash made a detour to the commissary and got herself an extra strong cup of coffee before climbing up to the platform of watchtower one.
"Good morning, Ma´am" Dunham greeted her and she nodded at him before reaching for a pair of binoculars.
"Morning, Dunham, quiet night?"
"Yes, Ma´am."
Wash had been up there for barely ten minutes when she caught sight of the rover in the distance and she told Dunham to raise the gate before climbing back down.
Her eyes narrowed when she noticed the absence of her CO and when Shannon got out and told her that Taylor had asked him to tell her he would be staying out for another day, looking for Curran she was less than amused.
She sent Shannon off to the infirmary, telling him to stop by his house on the way to get his wife, then she pulled out her radio set.
"Washington to Taylor."
"Morning, Wash- how you´re doing?"
"The connection is horrible, where the hell are you?"
"Canopy is rather thick here, sorry about that- I´m still with Curran."
"And why would you be?"
"He´s been attacked by a Komodo, thought I´d do him a favor and take the thing out when it attacks."
"Why?"
"Feeling generous."
"Bullshit, Taylor, you´re planning to send him to spy on Mira, aren´t you."
He chuckled.
"Should have known you´d see right through that."
"Someone broke into the infirmary last night, they stole the whole stash of Azimeth, I could use you here."
"You´ll manage perfectly fine without me, Wash."
"If you say so, Sir- check in with me later, will you?"
"Will do, Taylor out."