Fear was something you had never gotten used to.

It clawed through your body and seized up your mind, and rationally you knew that as long as the RDA had Miles Quaritch's genetic DNA and memory backup then there would always be the threat of him following you until the day that you died. But you had hoped beyond hope that when Quaritch died outside in the forests of Pandora, in his human body, then the terror that he invoked in you would die as well.

Now, you were forced to stand facing your sweet daughter and your niece and nephew as Quaritch held you up in such a suggestive manner. He had an arm snaked around your middle with his hand resting upwards between your breasts. You felt vulnerable with how the top Ronal had lent you had slipped off one shoulder and left you partially exposed, your skirt was still thankfully wrapped tight around you. You face was stained with your blood and you could feel your baby settle again now that you were in danger. Your leg was bent awkwardly at the shin, thankfully your broken bone didn't puncture your skin or you'd be real fucked.

Across from you the kids were still tugging at their restraints, Lo'ak however was still hissing and spitting at anyone that came near him while Tuk was huddled into his side. You dear Tsireya, your daughter, was terrified, and looked back and forth rapidly between you and the RDA soldiers. While she was a teen, she was still a child that was thrust into a dangerous situation and the only person old enough to help her was injured and pregnant. So not a lot of help was coming for her.

Tsireya was crying as she tried to reach out to you with her free hand, "Sa'nu!"

One of the human soldiers, hit her in the shoulder with the butt of his rifle, "Shut it girlie, or you'll be the one getting it!"

You hissed and growled when Quaritch shook you roughly in warning, "Leave them out of this Quaritch, they're just kids! They didn't ask for this!"

"Hmmm, maybe not, but they'll serve just fine where they are," he pondered, "You would think that good ol' Jakey would hurry up when I've got his precious little sister all wrapped up in my arms. He never did approve of us being close."

The urge to bite him was strong, but for the safety of you and the kids, you refrained, "I never approved of you being close to me! You were the one that acted like a little kid, dropping the old toy for the newer thing."

His hand slid down your body to rest above your abdomen and you stilled, "The only good thing Paz did was have Spider, and even then she was nothing more than a quick night or two of fun." Quaritch lowered his head so that his mouth ghosted next to your ear, "I'm a man of exquisite tastes, and you dear doctor have always been a vision even now as a blue skinned freak you're still just as I remembered."

Quaritch drummed his fingers on your protruding belly, "Though this-this could have been us. Maybe Spider would have been your kid."

You were disgusted, as much as you adored Spider when you lived with the Omaticaya, you could hardly imagine a world in which you had spread your legs for someone as vile as Miles Quaritch. You never understood what Paz had been thinking though, fucking a man like him. Most of your time in Hell's Gate had been spent on eggshells whenever the Colonel was around, and unlike Jake, you couldn't be in the avatar for the majority of the time. You had to be tending to patients, to help the humans fight the effects of Pandoran gravity and also treat wounds. Without Jake around, you had been an easy target for someone with power like him.

If anything you were just glad that Jake had defected, and brought you with him, around the same time that Quaritch was gearing up to make you his. Damn the fact that Paz was carrying his child, damn the fact that the situation between the RDA and the Omaticaya was rapidly devolving. It seemed like ever since you stepped foot on this planet, he had a one track mind when it came to you.

"Go to hell, I'm perfectly fine with the kids I have now," you snarled.

"And which one of these sea freaks is the daddy? You sure as hell weren't knocked up when I saw you in the boonies, so which one was it sweetheart? I'll make you watch as I fucking slaughter him for touching what doesn't belong to him," Quaritch hissed, as if the thought of you being with anyone else was the worst thing in the world. He let go of your tswin and pointed out to the horizon where little dots, or what seemed like dots to you, were beginning to assemble.

"Na'vi imbound!" someone called, "Weapons out!"

"Aww look Dr. Sully, you have a little rescue party coming to help," he cooed.

You gasped, your eyes trying to find your mates or your brother but they were too far away and your head was hurting you so bad that you could hardly see straight. Quaritch motioned to one of the soldiers that stood near the kids and gestured to Lo'ak, "Get that bit from the kid. Got a message for Sully."

Lo'ak, dear Lo'ak had tried to kick at the recombinant that reached for him, but the bigger Na'vi stomped on his tail, causing him to yowl in pain. It was easy for the recombinant to rip the device from Lo'ak, and Lo'ak took to trying to use his body to shield both Tsireya and Tuk.

"Here you go sir," the recom said and you squinted at him. He nodded at you, not sorry for the situation but acknowledging you all the same.

"Wai-Wainfleet?" you whispered, "Wainfleet, please."

Lyle Wainfleet and the majority of the RDA soldiers you had met in Hell's Gate had actually been kind to you, for the most part. Maybe it had been because they could see thier Colonel chasing after you or maybe it was because your kind demeanor actually won them over. But in the end, you guessed that your betrayal of them was something they couldn't over look and that was fair.

But you would think that you would get a little fucking sympathy.

He looked a little sad but shrugged, "Sorry Dr. Sully, as nice as you were to us, we've got orders to follow."

Quaritch took the comm and talked into it, "Jake. Tell your friends to stand down, you want your kids back? You come out alone." The recombinant shook you in his grasp a little bit before continuing, "You know better than to test my resolve. I took you under my wing Jake, you betrayed me. I will not hesitate to execute these kids."

You could hear the feedback of the comm, Jake's voice coming through, "And Y/N? You gonna let her go too?"

The Colonel barked out a laugh, "Ohh come now Corporal, this is the perfect time to let researchers see how pregnancy affects the Na'vi, and besides," he leaned down and licked the edge of your ear, and you sobbed out for help, "Dr. Sully is mine."

"Damn you!" you heard Jake curse, "Leave her alone! Y/N is-"

"Mine, she's mine Sully," Quaritch growled, "Offers on the table. What's it gonna be?"

"Don't do it Jake!" you screamed into the comm, "It's gonna be fine! I'm gonna be fi-"

You were cut off when another soldier, Z-Dog you remembered, bashed you cheek with a rifle, and you gasped as the pain threatened to knock you out. Quaritch hissed at the other recombinant, "Did I say touch her? Huh? Then stand down soldier!"

Through the crackle of the comms, you could hear Jake talking to your mates, their voices sounded so far away. They spoke of killing all on the boat, how Ronal wanted to skin Quaritch alive for touching you. How Tonowari was promising to use Quaritch as akula bait for harming his family, for threatening the tulkun. It seemed like an eternity before Jake responded back to Quaritch, "Alright, hold your fire I'm coming out."

Wainfleet commented near you, "Easy shot."

"Wait till he's on board, kill him now and the rest will attack," Quaritch commanded.

From there the world devolved into chaos.

You cried in Quaritch's hold, pleading with Jake stay away, and the kids were all hissing and crying as the RDA surrounded them with weapons drawn. One moment you were certain that the only way out of this was death, and the next a large shadow loomed over you. Quaritch was quick to drag you back, and you looked up to see Payakan overhead, his maw wide open as he landed on the deck and crushing multiple soldiers.

The sound of gunfire rang in your ears horribly as the boat rocked beneath you, but the natural armor Payakan had prevented him from getting injured from any bullets. The tulkun's rampage was heavily damaging the ship and eventually Quaritch had to drop you to help out his soldiers. You landed painfully on your broken leg, crying out from the pain but snagging a knife from a dead recombinant and dragging your way to the children.

They were all urging you to hurry up, and you were so tired. You hurt terribly, you were worried for them and your unborn baby that began to kick at you in response to the adrenaline surging through your veins. But you couldn't afford to slow down or take a rest, you needed to cut them free and escape from the ship. You cried out and covered your head when an explosive round went off near you, flames beginning to form near the fans on the ship. Lo'ak called out to you, "Auntie! Please don't stop, we need you!"

He needed you, they all needed you.

With a groan you pulled yourself onto your knees and tried to find footing so that you could limp to them. You slid back on the asphalt when Payakan slithered off the ship, falling backwards as the ship tilted and narrowly avoiding a large piece of shrapnel that Payakan accidentally sent flying your way. "Sully's inbound! I want eyes on him!" Quaritch called out, and you saw him staring at you and his squad. He had to make the choice between fighting Jake or taking you away. He snarled but mounted up with the others, leaving you on the deck with the kids and a few straggling human soldiers.

You flipped back onto your front carefully, crawling on hands and knees with the knife still clenched in your hands to the kids. You barely made it to them when the boat began picking up speed, Lo'ak grabbed onto your arm to hold you to them when the ship went airborne, for a split second you weighed nothing. Your body was only grounded by the grip of your nephew and if he were to let go you would fall back off the ship or worse into a piece of debris.

When the ship finally stalled in the water you slammed into the ground and barely managed to use your legs so that they would hit first and not your belly. Worryingly your baby stopped moving and kicking like it was earlier, but it was still moving even if sluggishly. You sobbed in pain as you tried to hand the knife to Lo'ak so he could free him and the girls, the young boy barely managing to grab the knife so he could start sawing at the cuffs.

Warm hands, four fingered hands, grabbed you and hauled you up, Tuk crying out in relief, "Neteyam!"

Neteyam kept you upright, and you could feel him run his hands on you, gauging the extent of your injuries. "Auntie, are you okay?" he asked as the others finally freed themselves.

"Yeah-banged up but I'll live, lets go!" you begged the kids, "Get Tuk out of here Tsireya, come on you two!"

"No!" Lo'ak said, "We've gotta help Spider, he was here! Trying to help us!"

He ran for a gun that was next to a fallen soldier, and began making his way deeper into the ship. Neteyam tried to get you to follow the girls but you shook your head, "I'm not leaving you kids here on this damn ship! Tsireya go now!"

Your sweet daughter nodded, not wanting to fight you on this and took Tuk with her, you turned to Neteyam, blinking away the black spots in your vision, "I need you to watch my back, I'm hurt, but we can't leave Lo'ak here. The second we find Spider we're gone, understood?"

"Understood Auntie," he agreed.

Neteyam wrapped an arm around your back and helped you walk on your broken leg, you hardly put any pressure on it but it hurt like a bitch. You stooped down to pick up a pistol and knife, and nodded at your nephew to continue. When you both got to the walkways he released you and made his way up, finding Lo'ak easily and whispering to help him watch over you.

Stalking through an RDA ship with a broken leg and pregnant was not an easy feat. While the boys were crawling above the walkways you were forced to hide in the shadows and behind corners, the only reason you hadn't been killed yet was because the only ones walking around were humans and not recombinant soldiers. It was easier to pluck one from around a corner and plunge the knife into their throats, cutting off their ability to call for help.

The boys were silent as they made their way through the ship, following sounds of footsteps, and you limped into little nooks and crannies to hide when bigger groups of fleeing RDA personnel ran by. You were so glad when you saw Spider being hauled off by three humans, one for each of you to kill. Despite the pain in your leg, and that horrid tight pain that wrapped around your middle, you quickly stalked behind the group jumping when the boys fell onto a human of their own.

You grabbed the last one and stabbed your knife into their skull, leaving the blade there.

Lo'ak sprayed bullets into one of the humans that almost got the drop on him.

Spider, thankfully, was quick to jump into action, "Come on guys, go go go!"

He jumped down a flight of stairs onto the lower deck and you did you best to follow him, letting Neteyam yank you around a corner when gunfire rang through the air. You managed to get a glimpse of Wainfleet, showering you with bullets and you wretched the automatic gun Lo'ak had from his grip and returned fire. Giving the kids cover to jump into the moon pool below, "Go! Now! Please!"

When you ran out of bullets you threw the gun from you and ran, your leg was threatening to give out on you and your heart was beating through your chest. You flung yourself over the railing as more bullets flew by you. You hit the water and-

Oh.

Something was wrong, maybe you hit the water wrong or maybe you fell onto your stomach instead of diving in headfirst like you wanted.

You didn't move immediately, the breath once more knocked out of you but in a weird but peaceful way you didn't feel the need to inhale. You stayed motionless for a second, watching as the children all swam forwards, and moved to join them. It was sluggish, you felt like you were swimming through Jell-O, and as bad as you wanted to keep going you were too tired.

Everything hurt so bad, oh god it hurt. Just as you made it from under the ship you finally stopped, struggling to paddle your way up. Without looking back one of the boys, Neteyam it had been Neteyam, managed to grab your arm and pull you up, your brain screamed at you to move and so you moved. You were on autopilot, not really able to focus on anything other than your heartbeat and the baby kicking your womb.

Right after the boys surfaced outside of the ship, you came up as well. You were still breathless though, you couldn't get enough air in you much less call out to the children. It sounded like you were still underwater, despite your head being above the water. You could hear them all holler and cheer, but you were tired. You didn't notice how they called for you, finally losing your fight against your fatigue.

Your legs stopped swimming.

You started sinking silently, not hearing the way the boys yelled in alarm.

All you could see was the red in the water around you, and all you could feel was the pain that blossomed in your chest and abdomen. You didn't feel hands pulling you up and out of the water, your eyes closed against your will.

Everything went black from there.

The feel of the waves lapping against you was what finally woke you up, it was nice and cooling in contrast to the burning hot pain in your body. Under you, you felt the slick body of an ilu along with rough hands hoisting you up. They pulled you into the air and you shivered violently before you were lowered onto hard and unforgiving rock. Despite all this, you didn't really move, you let those hands move you.

You could hear people around you but it was hard to distinguish who was talking with all the crying and yelling that was going on around you. Letting out a small whimper you wished that they could be quiet so that you could go back to sleep.

Inside of your head, the doctor that you were screamed that going to sleep would be the end of you. You knew that you needed to stay awake, you had a greater chance of surviving if you managed to stay awake. You needed to stay awake, your life and your baby's life depended on it.

But you also wanted to rest more than anything.

"Y/N! Y/N wake up please! Please kiddo open your eyes!"

Jake.

His voice had cut through the static in your ears, and your brows furrowed. That had been him right? But he was crying, so it couldn't have been him. He was also begging, another thing Jake simply didn't do, and if he did beg it was never done lightly. You were ready to ignore it when you heard him again.

"Please, please! Wake up!"

Jake really was crying, but that didn't make sense. He never cried, between the two of you you were the crybaby not him. You wanted to open your eyes and make fun of him like he always did to you, it would be nice to not be the crybaby for once. You wanted to gleefully point out that his hiccupping sobs sounded worse than your hoarse scream-crying that you did when you were well and truly distraught.

But you simply couldn't find the strength to do so.

"Oh Great Mother help us! Oh Great Mother please!"

That was Neytiri, she was here too. Maybe everyone was here, did everyone get away safely?

You managed to open your eyes, an Olympic feat in your opinion, and gazed blankly at your brother. He was hovered over you with a torn piece of his clothing pressed against your chest, the area between your collarbone and your shoulder was burning in pain. Every touch was fire pouring through your veins and you cried out, Jake tried reassuring you to no avail, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry kiddo, you gotta stay awake. Stay with me!"

"H-hurts," you whimpered.

"I know! I know," Jake cried.

You turned your head to the left. Ao'nung, Tsireya, and Rotxo were all huddled close to you, each of them crying as they watched you. "Sa'nu," Ao'nung whispered as he reached out for your hand, holding it with Tsireya as they knelt next to you. Movement got your attention and you turned your head right to see Lo'ak, Neteyam and Spider there as well holding your other hand.

Something was missing. No someone was missing. You couldn't quite think of who it was though.

You moved your lips silently, and Jake shook his head, "You gotta speak up kiddo, I can't hear you! Gotta stay awake!"

He sounded so frantic that you could only laugh breathlessly, "I - I know asshole, 'm a doc'or."

Jake laughed, his grief making it more of a sob, "I know kiddo, I know, you and Tommy were the doctors, and I'm just the jar head."

You shook your head, "No...not jar head."

His mate ran her hands on your stomach, prodding to make sure the baby was okay, Neytiri's relief was audible when the baby kicked back at her touches. Just as strong as they had kicked the other day.

When you tried to sit up, struggling to even move your head off the rock you were on, everyone jumped into action trying to get you to stay still and let them help you. But the people you needed weren't there with you, you needed to see your mates. You needed them to reassure you, to keep you safe, and they weren't here.

"Ma-Mates, ne-eeed my mates," you slurred out.

Rotxo, the good boy that he was, nodded and called for an ilu, "I'll get them, just stay awake!"

The pain in your body was hard to fight, and the urge to sleep was strong. But you knew that if you slept now, you probably would never wake up again. Your mates would be devastated and your baby would die with you. Just like how Sunu died with Roa, the child following its mother into death was a real possibility you were up against. You didn't want to die.

What you wanted was simple. "Ja-ake," you croaked out, "I wanna go home."

His face crumpled and he nodded, "I know baby, I know." He gently flipped you onto your side to check your back, only relieved when he didn't see an exit hole on your wound. Jake was careful as he lay you back down, barking orders at Neteyam to hold the cloth into the wound with pressure.

You breathing picked up, and you looked desperately at Jake, "Please Jake, I-I wanna go. I wa-wanna go home."

Your brother's face scrunched up, "I know, hey! Hey! Y/N! Stay with us!"

As much as you wanted to, you could only breath helplessly as that band of pain in your abdomen got tighter and tighter. "Hurts," you moaned out, pressure building in your body being relieved for a second as fluid gushed from between your legs.

"Oh shit, shit, shit," Jake panicked, "Oh god, oh fuck! Where's Ronal? Fuck!"

The pain was building in you, steady and mounting. You couldn't take it anymore.

You were tired, and you could only pray that if you woke up that your baby would be fine.

Jake adored everything about you, you were his little sister and he thought you were perfect from the day you were born. He had been obsessed with holding you when you were a baby and he was just a little kid, him and Tommy actually fighting with each other on who would be the one to hold you. When his mom went to work and his dad was passed out from a day of drinking, him and Tommy would care for you as best they could. Feeding you bottled breastmilk that their mom had prepared and learning from her how to change diapers.

It was fucked up that kids as young as they had been were the ones to care for you, but Jake loved it.

When you grew up it was hard keeping you safe from the world around you. With an abuse asshole of a dad and a distant mom, it was Jake and Tommy's solemn duty to make sure you were cared for. They brought you to school, went to your sporting events, and taught you how to cook when you were around ten years old. Eventually Jake and Tommy graduated high school, and had to leave you alone for the first time in your life.

It only took a year or so before Jake made enough money in the Marines before he could get an apartment so that he could move both you and Tommy into it, so he could save you from your dad. And with the benefits he got from being in the military, he sent you to college after graduation. Not that you needed the help, you had gotten a full ride to some of the best colleges in America, and even managed to get into the same school that the esteemed Grace Augustine had graduated from.

He took care of you when you double majored, and studied through every break in order to gain your bachelor's early, and then again when you fast tracked yourself through a doctorate program and straight into the Avatar program with Tommy's recommendation.

Then came the day you had to take care of him after his injury.

Jake protested the idea of you taking time off your programs to care for a newly crippled Marine, but you wouldn't hear of it. He was your brother end of story, and you were finally gonna repay him for all the help he gave you in your life.

You were there for his therapy sessions, even leading some of them since you were earned your doctorate in physical therapy not too long before his injury. Every hour you were there to help him through this new life, and the pain in his heart and body slowly died down.

Then you dropped the news that you and Tommy were going to Pandora.

It was like Jake's world fell apart, he couldn't stand the thought of you leaving without him, but the RDA wouldn't take a disable veteran just because someone asked him to. But you tried to reassure him that with the money you made, you could have it sent home to him so he could get surgery to fix his spinal injury and hopefully regain use of his legs, and then he could try to get shipped out to Pandora to meet up with you and Tommy.

Then Tommy died, and Jake was slotted to take his place.

And just like he did on Earth, he resolved to take care of you when the two of you landed on Pandora. To look out for you, and make sure that nothing bad would happen to you. He did his best to be around you, but with mounting pressure from both Grace and Quaritch to get into the good graces of the Omaticaya, he had no choice but to link up for long hours.

He hated to admit it but being able to walk again made him eager to get back in the link, and Jake had gotten swept up in the feel of it all.

Later he would blame himself for not knowing what was happening to you in Hell's Gate, how you lost weight from the stress of being hounded by Quaritch. Or how you were trying to fight off depression from being alone and isolated from people you knew. All thanks to Quaritch, who had Jake under his thumb for too long. But he did miss hanging out with you, and seeing you especially when he was in the remote huts far away from you.

So when he convinced Mo'at and the Omaticaya to let some avatars into Hometree, you were one of the first he suggested and many wanted to see the sister of the Jarhead warrior. You had been so happy to link up and spend time with him, getting along well with Neytiri and the other women in the Omaticaya, but always being forced to leave via airlift after every visit.

Personally escorted away by Quaritch clicks away from Hometree.

He had been blind to your suffering for too long, and only realized it when he had been imprisoned for betraying the RDA's interests and damaging their equipment. You had also been thrown in jail under the suspicion that you were working with him, and he found it odd how Quaritch would visit your cell and promise your freedom if you cooperated with him.

You never did.

You would rather die than leave Jake alone to his suffering.

You joined him in his endeavors, more than happy to escape Hell's Gate with Jake and going as far as to commandeer your Avatar driver to help him with his plans of fighting back against the RDA for their crimes against the Omaticaya.

And when all was said and done, you stayed with him. You gave up the healthy body you were born in so that you didn't have to ever choose between Jake or your human life, and you settled into his newly formed family with Neytiri. You were there to help him with his kids and with the Omaticaya, you were a constant fixture in his life.

Then after being forced to flee, he had seen you finally start to leave the nest so to speak.

You made quick friends with Ronal and Tonowari, and were even quicker to mate them once they had asked him for permission to do so. You moved out from his home for the first time in his life, and it was depressing but Neytiri had set him straight. You deserved to find happiness as he had, she argued, and he would not be the one to stop her.

Jake had to learn to get used to the void that you once occupied, but he was happy for you.

You were mated and had a baby on the way.

Everything was supposed to be looking up for you two, so how did it end up like this? Why was he here in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by family and yet forced to be without the one family member he had left from his time on Earth? How had you been captured so easily by Quaritch? How could you even suggest that Jake leave you to that monster's mercy when you were so clearly hurt?

What would Jake do if you died and left him all alone?

You were laying so still, your eyes unfocused and your chest barely moving.

You were gonna leave him, just like Tommy had.

A heartbroken scream got his attention and he turned in time to see both Ronal and Tonowari approach, lead by Rotxo. The Tsahik and Olo'eyktan were frantic as they climbed up to where everyone was huddled around you.

"No!" Ronal screeched as she approached you, "Ma'yawne! Oh Great Mother, please not her! Not my mate too!"

Tonowari was just as scared, roaring for answers "What happened!?"

His daughter, your daughter, Tsireya came forwards, "The demon on the ship! He hurt Sa'nu, and h-he beat her! Father we ha-ave to help her, her water broke!"

Neteyam spoke up as well, "Sir! Auntie got shot, she was trying to help us get Spider to safety!"

Both Ronal and Tonowari were quick to act, the Tsahik using her skirt to act as a bandage to staunch the blood coming from your bullet wound, while Tonowari readied his mount to take you to get help. Ao'nung and the other kids all helping Ronal lift you up to take you to safety, while Neytiri tried to explain how long ago your water broke. Leaving the guilty forms of three boys, two Na'vi and one human. Neteyam's words bounced around in Jake's head as he tried to comprehend why you had put yourself in even more danger.

Something in Jake snapped, as he rounded on his sons, a snarl on his face, "She what? What the hell was she doing looking for Spider?" Behind Lo'ak, Spider cowered away from the larger male, a fearful look on his face.

His glare cut across the boys before landing on Lo'ak who wrung his hands in his loincloth, "Boy, why the fuck was she there? And where the hell are your sisters?"

Lo'ak swallowed nervously, "On the ship, they are still on the ship!"

"What?"

Spider jumped in to add his two cents, "By the moon pool, on the weld deck!"

Jake had no idea where that was, "Come on! I'll show you."

The crackle of the comms caught his attention, "Can you hear me Corporal? I know you can. I got your girls, same deal as before. You for them."

He snarled, but what else could he do? You were no longer in his care, and his daughters were missing. As much as he wanted to make sure that you were fine, he knew what he had to do. Jake stood up and motioned for Spider to follow him, in the background he could hear Neytiri mount up as well. Neteyam and Lo'ak scrambled to follow, but Jake was quick to shoot them a glare.

"Stay here," he said, he couldn't bare the thought of them getting hurt as well, "Please, you two have done enough today."

And they did, for all the mistakes they have made, both boys did well given the circumstances, but Jake saw the hurt on their faces and knew they took it the wrong way. But he didn't have time to clarify what he meant, and walked away from them as they tried to explain themselves.

For now, he had his girls to save.

When this was all over, he would hug them, praise them for their bravery. He would sit with you and coo over your baby. Jake would bring Kiri to the spirit tree with her rebreather, so that she can connect with Eywa. He would play in the reef with Tuk. He would also have a date night or two with Neytiri.

But for now he had a job to do.

He commed back to Quaritch, "I'm on my way."

tìsraw - pain

Got one or two more chapters to go and then we'll be done!