Thicker Than Blood
I do not own any film in the Alien franchise.
Chapter 10
Annalise closed her eyes to reach out to her son. She felt nothing. Where ever he was, either distance, or something else, was interfering with their connection. She turned to Sul'ss and shook her head sadly. She leaned her head against his hard chest.
Sul'ss felt his mate's distress, but as much as he would love to strike out at the enemy, he didn't know who that was. Had the creatures killed his child? Was it the humans who were fighting against the human, Tanner? If any harm befell his offspring, he would tear their attackers limb from limb. He would see to it the entire nest took their vengence against all human-kind. Annalise may have once been human, but Sul'ss knew that, as queen, her need for vengence would be as demanding as his own.
"Richard, we must find the children. It would not go well if anything has happened to them."
Tanner, hearing the open threat in her words, agreed that it was now an imperative they find the twins. A war against the Xenomorphs would only make fighting the new aliens more difficult. One enemy at a time, he thought.
"Ok," Tanner said, "Let's get rid of this son-of-a-bitch. I'm tired of playing games."
Pilot Reardon knew what that meant, and increased power as the ship roared skyward. Once he had the enemy vessel in his sights, he would order Gunner Sergeant Smith to get ready. They were going to take down this bastard, or die trying.
But when Tanner's ship broke through the trees and low cloud cover, there was no ship to be seen. Had it left?
"Scan for any targets, Reardon," Tanner ordered. He tightened his hand into a fist, opening and closing it several times. "This isn't right. Something just isn't right."
"Sir, I have two blips on radar, approximately 20 kilometers away. One seems to be chasing the other."
"Other what?"
Reardon did a quick check. "The chasing ship is our friend, the one who was following us. The other vessel is a Company ship. Telemetry confirms registration emblems."
Tanner shook his head. "So they found someone else to take off after. Lucky for us, I guess. Ok, turn back to heading 116.87. Annalise thinks Cres'sa is someone in the woods and moving east. She still can't feel Jonathan, and that means he and Sergeant Phillips may be in trouble. Nice and smooth, and keep an eye out for any unknowns."
"Yes, sir!" Reardon looked back at his controls. Then he radioed to Smith. "Watch out for any ships. Major Tanner says we're to go back to looking for Wheaton and his charge." The ship's pilot wanted to get the hell out of Dodge, and to do that, they'd have to find the xeno twins. Nothing else would satisfy Tanner.
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Jonathan headed in the general location he felt Cres'sa to be, with Jennifer jogging at a brisk pace close behind him.
"I can feel my sister. It can't be too much further," he said. Jonathan kept trying to convince himself that Cres'sa needed him to protect her, when in truth, she was just as capable of taking care of herself as he was. A sound interrupted his thoughts. He stopped abruptly. Removing his sunglasses, he looked up toward the sound.
Jennifer also stopped, noting Jonathan's actions. "What is it? What do you hear?" she asked, pulling her pulse rifle forward from her shoulder. She glanced around, seeing nothing at first, but finally the sound reached her human ears. It was a ship. And not one of theirs.
Jonathan grabbed Jennifer and drew her behind a large boulder. He was already impressed with her fighting spirit, and lack of fear in dangerous situations. He knew she would die protecting him, but by the same token, he hoped she knew the same of him. For the young mutant, the bond between them was strong, even of she did not feel the same. He expected that he had irreparably destroyed any chance he had of making her his mate. Now, his goal was just keeping the human female alive.
"They're Company soldiers, at least. Not aliens, thank god." Jennifer was in no mood to try to hold off any more of those ugly bastards.
The ship landed, and in minutes, began spewing out soldiers one after the other. They wasted no time in beginning a search. Based on life scans, they knew that the xeno male and his human guard were in the area. Their orders were clear. Capture the alien alive.
Jennifer was barely breathing. Waiting to fight or be captured tested her self-control. She felt Jonathan's hand draped onto her shoulder, its warmth seeping into the fabric of her uniform. If only it wasn't giving her the reassurance she needed. She wanted to stay angry at him. But his close proximity, and the apparent change in attitude was making it very difficult for her.
Suddenly, something flew over their heads, landed on the ground about 10 yards away, and began emitting a gas.
Slinging her rifle over one shoulder, the experienced soldier uttered low, "Shit, we'd better get out of here! If one of those containers lands near us, we're done."
Jonathan agreed. Taking Jennifer's hand, he whispered to her to stay low, and started to lead her away from the main contingent of soldiers.
It was just at that moment that a canister fell at their feet. A pale blue smoke engulfed them both. Jennifer fell first, hitting the ground hard. Jonathan fought the effects of the gas for as long as he could, but finally, he also blacked out.
Several soldiers heard the noise from the brush, and ran toward the fallen pair.
The soldiers were able to quickly subdue Jonathan, who could no longer fight the gas used against them. His consciousness had faded into blackness.
The officer in the employ of the Company checked his commbadge, speaking into it. He nodded imperceptibly. Another unit was under attack, but not by Tanner's forces. "Take him aboard the ship. We need to get out of the area as soon as possible."
One soldier kicked at the body that lay at his feet. "And what do we do about her?" he asked, referring to the now still Sargeant Philips. "Should I kill her?"
"No, leave her!" the officer barked. "We have what we've been searching for."
A man in a black suit exited the ship. "Wait! Take her as well."
"Why do we want her? She'll just cause trouble that we don't need. Isn't it enough we leave her behind, alive?"
The man in the suit looked down at the female soldier who had been charged with protecting the mutant xenomorph. "These two may have formed a bond, one we might be able to take advantage of."
The team commander waved his hand to two waiting soldiers, watching as they picked up the unconscious Sargeant Philips and took her aboard the ship. He turned to the Suit. His mind instantly went to the gutter, as he smirked and asked, "Breeding experiments?"
The company man gave the expendable military man a cold stare. He then nodded curtly, leaving the commander with a dumb smile on his face. "Ass hole," he muttered to himself, as he walked back up the ramp.
Lifting off into the air, the Company ship headed to a special hidden base where they could properly examine the xeno mutant. Helping out the ship that was currently under attack wasn't even an option, now that they had Jonathan. They had to get him to base as soon as possible.
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Jonathan pushed himself up on one elbow, rubbing his free hand over his face. How long had he been out? He and the sergeant had been laid out on cots. The room was spare of any other furniture. In fact, it was barely large enough for pacing. Looking over at a recumbent Jennifer, he asked, "Are you alright, Sergeant Phillips?" He managed to rise up to a sitting position, and called out again. "Jenn, wake up."
Jenn roused as she groaned aloud, "My head feels like its been split open." In a panic, she reached up to run her fingers through her hair. "It hasn't, has it?" She sighed in relief to feeling no dampness, such as blood. "Where are we?"
"I don't know. Somewhere where Uncle Tanner will not be able to find us, I'm sure. We will have to get out of here on our own."
"I wonder why they brought me along, instead of just killing me. I'm of no use to them." Jennifer sat up slowly, just in case she were hit by dizziness. She didn't want to pass out again.
Jonathan had an idea what was going on. He went over to Jennifer and stood inches in front of her. She wanted to back away, but he had grabbed her by the arms before she could move. He lifted her up off the cot, and leaning close, he kissed her.
Taken by surprise, Jenn tried to struggle from Jonathan's grasp, but he was too strong for her. "What the hell was that for?"
He held her close, and whispered in her ear, "I think we're being watched." He nodded his head ever so slightly at the mirror on the wall. It seemed totally out of place, so he assumed it was for viewing the captives.
Jennifer pulled back. "I'm not a performing seal!"
"Work with me here." He rubbed her back gently as he held her. "We have to escape as soon as we can find an opportunity."
Jennifer relaxed when she realized that Jonathan wasn't taking advantage of the their situation.
She appeared to rest her head against his shoulder as she whispered back at him, "So do you have a plan?"
He nuzzled her neck. "Not yet. We just have to wait, look for any window."
Jennifer tried to ignore the feelings she had as he touched her. "We don't have any weapons. They even took my boot knife."
Jonathan pulled back to look at her, and with a knowing smile on his face, he leaned toward her, and gave her one last kiss. "You forget, I am a weapon."
On the other side of the mirror, a man in a white coat was making notes on a clipboard.
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Jennifer roused from a light sleep, to find Jonathan running his hands over the wall. "What are you doing?" she asked, perplexed.
"I'm checking for infrastructure weaknesses." He sensed nothing but thick concrete laced with metal.
Jenn turned on her side, and leaned on one elbow as she watched him. "Well?" she asked.
Jonathan exhaled in frustration. He held his temper in check, for Jennifer's sake, but he really wanted to break something. "You'll be happy to know this place is secure."
Jenn rolled onto her back. "Surprise," she said sarcastically. "If I just had a pulse rifle." She didn't realize her left hand was balled into a tight fist, but let it relax. Stay frosty, she told herself. She must not reveal her anger, is what Major Tanner would say. Keep the enemy guessing. Don't let them get to you.
Jonathan sat down on his cot. He thought about what he could do to get them out of here. Food was left in a small wall box, put there by some flunkie, no doubt. At first, neither wanted to give their captors any satisfaction by eating the food. But their hunger took over, and once they found out there wasn't nothing dangerous added, they ate it. As long as no one entered the room, escape would not be achieved that way.
Jennifer was bored. There was nothing to do, and no one even stopped by to see them. Why were they being kept here, without any contact? When she did get tired, she was finding sleep to be elusive. Oh, she might doze, but deep sleep was just not in her grasp.
Jonathan was also bored. He would watch the human, as his thoughts went to places he swore he must not go. He suppressed his urge for the woman he so desired. Like her, he had no wish to perform for their captors. When he ultimately mated with her, it would be when he chose, and without an audience.
"Why don't they do anything?" one of the two scientists, who had been assigned this shift, remarked. He was bored with watching the female soldier and the male human-xeno mutant do nothing more than talk. His prurient interest aligned with his scientific interest, both unfulfilled at this time. "They're as dull as two nuns shopping at Walmart." He tapped his pencil against his clipboard just enough times to irritate his companion.
"Would you knock it off? You're disgusting, Tyler. What do you want to see them do, hump like a couple of rabbits?"
"Well, it was expected that at some point..."
"They're in a cage, and probably know they're being watched. Would you behave any differently? What an ass you can be sometimes!" He lay down his clipboard, and picked up the phone receiver. "This is Dr. Roberts. The prisoners have not been interacting. Do you have any instructions at this time?" He listened, then nodded. Replacing the receiver, he turned to his companion. "It's not up to us. The Company has other plans right now."
Jennifer was twirling a lock of hair around her finger, for lack of anything else to do. She was startled from her reverie when the door opened, revealing two soldiers holding guns, and one man in a dark suit. He looked over at Jonathan. "Will you come with us?"
Jonathan stood, facing the three men. He lowered his head to glare at them darkly. "I don't think so."
One of the soldiers pointed his weapon at Jennifer, his finger on the trigger. He was expressionless, but his intent was clear.
"If you please," said the man in the suit, his eyes hard. "We will kill her if you don't...cooperate. Now, if you don't mind?" He held his hand out as he moved back into the corridor.
Jennifer sat up. She started to protest, but she noticed the look of warning on Jonathan's face. When the door was closed, she fell back onto the cot, leaning against the wall. "Great! Now, not only am I bored, but I'm alone too." She slammed her fist into the mattress.
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Jonathan was shown to another room that held a long table with several chairs surrounding it. There were already people sitting there, all without expressions on their faces.
The man who had brought them here nodded at the two soldiers, who left the room to wait in the hall. He indicated for Jonathan to take the empty seat to his right while he remained standing. "We brought you here to make a deal. We need to study you for...well, particular reasons you don't need to know..."
"I think I know what it is you're looking for. My mother and Major Tanner already feared the ulterior purposes of an outfit like yours."
"Enlighten me," the man said as he crossed his arms.
"You want my people to be bio-weapons for your company. You've always wanted that, according to Major Tanner. An army of xenomorphs trained to do your bidding, now wouldn't that be grand," Jonathan said as he smiled, his voice dripping sarcasm. "Well, I know that it will be impossible. Mother wouldn't allow and neither would Uncle Richard."
The man cringed slightly on hearing the mutant speak of Tanner as his uncle. It was disgusting that a military man with the reputation of Major Richard Tanner would take these...these monsters under his wing with such familiarity. But it had made him an honorary member of the nest, accepted by the xenomorphs.
"We need your help. What can we offer you, to get your cooperation?"
Jonathan peered up at the man. "What do you want from me? I'm just one of the queen's children."
"We need access. It's that simple. Help us to take your nest, so that we can bring them back to Earth..."
Jonathan abruptly stood, angry now. "I will not help you imprison my brothers and sisters!" He calmed down and in the next breath, said, "You're wasting your time."
The man walked over to the young mutant, who appeared for all intents, very human. "What about the female? Do you like your protector? Do you want her?" He leaned closer. "I can arrange for her to be yours."
Jonathan flinched at the closeness of the human slime, as he tempted him with the one thing he did want more than anything else. Jennifer. But he would not have her this way. "No."
The man in the suit was becoming frustrated now. He nodded to a woman who was sitting on the far side of the table. She rose and walked over to Jonathan. Before he could do anything, she injected him with a neuro-paralizer. He fell onto the table.
"Take him to the lab. You know what to do." He waited while two of the men rose from the table, and picked up Jonathan's unconscious body, taking him from the room.
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Jennifer paced the small room, which was no easy task since it was so small. This was insufferable. What were they doing to Jonathan? Would they bring him back? Why was she more concerned than she should be. He was her assignment, her charge, and nothing more.
She whirled around as the door opened and Jonathan was tossed onto the floor. Then the door was shut. Jennifer rushed over to him as he lay silently on the floor. She knelt next to him and checked him over quickly for any signs of injury. Relief moved through her when she found nothing. She sat back on her heels and waited as he began to rouse. "Are you ok?"
Jonathan gathered himself and stood, swaying for just a moment before feeling his strength begin to return. He faced a worried Jennifer. "I'm ok, now. They knocked me out when I refused to work with them."
She gave him a spontaneous hug, saying with a heavy breath, "At least they didn't dissect you...or something." She took a step back. "Work with them?"
"Yes, they want me to betray my mother and the nest. Help them take it over, so that they can bring my people here, to Earth."
Jonathan enjoyed the hug he was being given. The offer he had received would have been most tempting, if he didn't feel real love for this human. Yes, he wanted her, but on his terms. He pulled back from her embrace, saying, "Jenn, I am sorry for everything that I had done. I really mean that. I never wanted to hurt you. I only wanted to..."
Jennifer blushed as she remembered how Jonathan had nearly taken against the wall in the hospital. She resisted angrily, but that was because he had not asked her. If he had, she might have allowed him to make love to her. The circumstances, however, didn't allow her that pleasure. "You're forgiven, Jonathan. Just don't do anything like that again, not without my permission anyway. Major Tanner doesn't put up with that shit in his outfit. We watch each other's backs."
She moved to the other side of the room, and leaned against the wall. "So they want you for bio-weapons. Major Tanner told us all about that. Some history there, or so I am told. The Weyland-Yutani Company, along with the military. Well, a certain faction of it."
Jonathan cocked his head as he digested her words, not the ones she was saying now, but the ones she had said before. 'Without my permission' she said. Did that mean that she would be willing to give such permission, someday? He had to get them away from here, or that eventuality would never be. For now, he would be content that she was safe. "Let's get some rest, Jenn. We have to be ready. One way or another, we're leaving this place. Now get some sleep. You're no good to me exhausted."
Jennifer nodded her assent. "But I'm afraid if I close my eyes, they'll take me away too. Then they can do anything they want to me."
"That won't happen. I won't let it." He ran a fingertip down her cheek, smiling as he tried to reassure her.
Jennifer went over to her cot, and lay down on it. Seeing Jonathan move toward his own cot, she spoke up. "Would you...I mean, can you be with me? Look, I'm admitting to you that I'm scared. Just lie with me here, until I fall asleep."
He looked at her, one eyebrow raised.
"Yeah, me, scared, can you believe it?" she chucked. "Please," she pleaded.
Jonathan picked up his black coat where it was left on his cot, and laid it over Jennifer.
She scooted over to make room for him, as he sat on the edge of the cot. He lay back next to her, then switched to his side. He felt her lie back and nestle against him.
Jennifer was tense at first, then relaxed as she felt Jonathan's body heat. She felt secure with him there. If anyone tried to do anything, she knew he would kill them, or die for her. She closed her eyes, and listened to his steady breathing. It wasn't long before she was out.
Jonathan wrapped an arm around the human, feeling her body pressed up to his. He oddly experienced no outward sign of desire, but a warmth suffused his being as he reveled in the love he felt for her. He would let no one hurt her. She had asked him to stay with her until she slept, but he shut his eyes and allowed himself to also sleep. He didn't think she would mind.
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It must have been morning, for the door opened to a soldier bringing in a large tray of breakfast foods. There were scrambled eggs, bacon slices and buttered toast. The aroma woke up the prisoners. The door closed silently as the soldier left the room, after placing the tray on the empty cot.
Both looked at the tray and the food plated there.
"Poison?" Jennifer asked.
"A bribe?" Jonathan offered. He rose and went to his cot. He took a piece of bacon and tasted it. It was salty, meaty, and hot. "Looks ok."
Jennifer went over and sat on the cot. She picked up a fork and tasted the eggs. She took another bite. "This is great. I didn't realize how hungry I was."
Both ate the food quickly. Once everything was gone, Jonathan said, "Jenn, when he comes back to take the tray..."
She thought a moment, and nodded. "We take our chance."
"Exactly." He dared do something that he had done before, but for an entirely different reason. He reached up with a hand to stroke Jennifer's cheek. Then he bent to kiss her. Instead of pulling away, she moved into the kiss, her mouth warm and receptive. He gathered her into his arms, and continued kissing her. Then he remembered the mirror, and stepped back. He would not play into their hands.
It wasn't long before the guard returned for the tray. As soon as he bent to pick it up off the cot, Jonathan rushed over and grabbed the man by the head, twisting hard.
Jennifer heard the snap, but knew it was necessary if they were to escape.
He put on his coat, and peered out through the door into the corridor. He saw no one. Waving to Jennifer to follow him, he headed down the hall. It was quiet, too quiet. They still moved onward, seeking some way out.
"Look, an elevator." Jonathan grabbed Jennifer's hand and the pair raced toward the closed doors. He hit the button and waited. The door whooshed open. Seeing no one inside, they stepped in, the doors closing behind them.
"So where do we go?" Jennifer asked, looking at the panel.
"Let's try the lowest floor. Seems natural."
"What if we're underground. Then the highest floor would be better, right."
For a base to be secret, it would need to be in an unobvious place, or hidden underground. He pushed the largest number, and felt the elevator begin to rush upward. "I guess you were right."
The pair watched the numbers rise as they neared what they assumed would be the surface floor, and an exit from this place. Instead, the lift doors opened on the 5th floor. They found themselves facing a large group of armed soldiers. Jonathan rushed them, slashing and punching. When one soldier raised his rifle, Jonathan kicked out with his leg, knocking the rifle from the man's hands.
Jennifer entered the fray, using her knowledge of martial arts to disarm the soldiers. She turned to see Jonathan fighting a lone guard, when suddenly, he opened his mouth, and sprayed liquid in the man's face. The man began to scream as he dropped his rifle and grabbed at his face with his hands. The flesh burned with a sickening sizzling sound. He then collapsed, his face all but gone. Bare bone showed beneath the gore.
"Oh my god. What did you just do?" she asked, while reaching down to take the gun from the belt of one of the fallen guards.
Jonathan shrugged. "I told you, I'm a weapon. Come on. We can't stop now. They'll be waiting for us if we don't move fast."
The pair re-entered the elevator and pushed the top floor again. This time, they reached their destination without incident.
She looked at Jonathan, who had not even broken a sweat. "You know, I don't know why I was assigned to protect you. You seem to be doing well enough for us both."
"Uncle Tanner wanted to reassure Mother that Cres'sa and I would be safe on Earth." He grinned at the irony of his statement. "Still, we make a good team, don't you agree?"
"Yeah, we do," she answered. Just then, the elevator slowed to a stop. She gestured to Jonathan to move to the other side of the doors, which opened with its characteristic whoosh. She crouched low, gun drawn, but seeing no one, uttered, "Let's go."
Seeing a door at the end of a long corridor, they sprinted toward it. Jennifer wondered why no guards had been posted here, but then she heard the sound of boots running along the corridor.
"Hurry!" she cried out.
They exited through the door into the crisp cool air, and headed to a parking lot filled with cars. Jennifer spotted a jeep and ran for it. She suddenly noticed that they hadn't left everyone behind. About a dozen men with rifles left the building, coming right for them. She crouched next to the seat, as she reached beneath the steering wheel and manipulated some wiring. Hopping into the driver's seat, she was satisfied to see Jonathan in the seat next to her. Hearing the now running engine, she sent the jeep down a main road. Bullets flew around the pair and their stolen vehicle.
Jennifer saw the gate, protected by an electrified fence (why announce that to the world with signs?)and armed guards. She gunned the engine, and headed for the gate. Two guards stood at the entrance, and seeing the jeep approach at high speed, aimed their weapons for the fleeing vehicle. Jennifer only excelerated more, and seeing the men weren't going to move, sped onward. She only saw out of the corner of her eye, one flying body hit the fence, sparks flying everywhere. Then the pair were far off in the distance, any more bullets having no target to hit.
Exiting the door of the non descript building that hid the truth from the world, the man in the dark suit called the guards back.
"We lost them, sir," said the lead guard, who wondered what punishment would be exacted for his failure to stop the prisoners.
"It's ok," he replied, staring off into the distance. "Take your men back in, and check on the wounded. Get them to the infirmary."
"Yes, sir," the relieved lead answered.
The man in the suit waited a moment, then smiled. His plan was in motion, and working perfectly. It wouldn't be long before he had, not only the male, but his sister too.
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Jennifer drove the jeep for miles, turning around every once in awhile to see if they were being followed. Luck seemed to be on their side. She turned down a dirt road, just to throw any followers off the track. She wished she had a commbadge, so she could call Major Tanner. Somehow, they would have to make contact with him.
Jonathan watched with admiration as the female drove them to safety. She had kept her cool while fighting the soldiers, and managing their escape with his vehicle. Her earlier fears had been banished.
Suddenly the jeep lurched and gasped, then came to a halt.
"Damn! So much for luck," Jennifer muttered.
"We'll have to continue on foot," Jonathan said as he stepped out of the jeep. Reaching into his pocket, he found his sunglasses, and put them on.
"I'm kind of getting used to those eyes of yours," Jennifer remarked. She wasn't sure if she could get the image of the soldier's melted face out of her mind though.
Jonathan grinned. "Come on."
The pair ran head long through some brush, until they came to a steep incline.
"How the hell do we get down that?" Jennifer asked, her hands on her knees as she was bent over, panting for breath.
"We'll be fine," Jonathan offered. He scooped up the tired female in his arms, and looked into her eyes. "Trust me," he said, smiling. With that, he jumped.
Jennifer wanted to scream, but the rushing air forced the sound back into her throat. She saw Jonathan's black coat flapping behind like some great set of wings. Then she felt them land. She was gently set upright as he released her. "Impressive," was all she could manage to say. After brushing off non-existent dirt from her fatigues, she set off, tired, but for the first time in days, confident they would make it back to the others. This creature, who had been an almost constant thorn in her side, had now become her savior. And she found herself freely feeling the attraction she felt for him when she had first been assigned to protecting him.
It was almost dusk, when Jonathan heard a sound. It was a ship. But whose?
He pointed upward. "There, is that ours or...?"
Jennifer easily recognized the vessel, and began to wave her arms frantically.
The ship hovered above the pair, kicking up dust until it settled onto the ground. The door opened and Jonathan hopped into the cabin, helping Jennifer in after.
"They're in!" yelled one of the soldiers over the din of the engine outside. The ship lifted off, and headed west. Tanner had indicated they would meet up with the rest of his team near an old abandoned air base.
Jennifer sat next to Jonathan. With her jacket gone, the cool air chilled her slightly.
Jonathan, noticing this, removed his coat and offered it to her, silently wrapping her in it. He then sat close to her. He smiled slightly as he felt her move closer to him, apparently appreciating the warmth his non-human body gave off.
She blushed a bit, as she turned to him, saying, "Thanks for your help... back there."
He took her hand in his, and playing with her fingers, said, "Sure. Look, Jenn, I'm sorry for everything I did. I never meant to hurt you. Uncle Richard was right. I just had a few things to learn. I don't want to disappoint him, or Mother. I really don't want to disappoint you."
Jennifer nodded her understanding. "It's ok. As I said before, all is forgiven."
Jonathan had asked her to trust him, and she felt she could, now. But there was a darker threat on the horizon than just the Company suits. And she had a feeling that Jonathan and his sister Cres'sa would still be the target of that threat.
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Meanwhile, five miles away, an entire unit of Company soldiers was being slaughtered by an unknown force, one bent on taking over a planet. The Hunt had begun.
Author's Note:
I'm sorry for the delay in updating. I actually am in a hotel on a very cheap employee rate, just to be able to use the Internet connection here. Not having it at home is making for difficult writing. Hope you enjoyed this chapter though. I will be doing this again next month, barring heavy snow. Thanks for your patience.
I know this chapter was fairly centered on Jonathan and Jennifer, but I hope to make the next chapter about Cres'sa and Ed. Please stay tuned.