have not ever done so yet, and will not in the future. Nor will I prevent any of your females from staying with you. However, I will leave the choice to them. Supplies will continue, if you choose, you’re a good customer; it makes good business sense.”
“My force has only one mission, and that is to destroy any memory of my father and his people. They either look for peace and a better life, or they will die. At our hands, if necessary. At the moment, our goals are the same. Survival.”
Grai watched the Valendran High Councilor consider what he said. Ivint’s eyes strayed lazily to the pictures still on the vid screens around the conference room, as if they had a lot of time to consider things. Grai wished he was that calm.
*****
Dare slid slowly out of the bed. Her body screamed for rest, but something would not allow it. Something was wrong… off. She couldn’t ignore it either. It kept nagging at her mind… her spirit.
“I sense it as well. Somehow familiar… but not. ” Thorn whispered through her mind, making her smile at how comforting it was to have him there.
Dare followed the strange scent down the almost completely empty hallways of the upper part of the warehouse where the offices had been converted into sleeping quarters.
Easily finding the back staircase, she followed it to the ground level and turned to the re-purposed rooms that were under the sleeping quarters.
Slowly opening the door, as if afraid of what she would find, she was relieved to see Dr. Maggie. It didn’t take long for Maggie’s nervousness to wipe the smile off of her face. It was then she was hit with the pain.
Grabbing her head in surprise and fear she watched through hazy vision as Maggie rushed to her side , helped her into a bed and sat her down.
“You have to block it, Dare!” Maggie said worriedly as she ran across the room to grab some water for her.
Taking deep breaths, Dare began to separate herself from the pain emanating from behind a curtained off area in the back of the room.
“It’s another Relian beast!” Thorn screamed in her mind, immediately afraid for them.
Dare growled low in her throat and stood, walking swiftly to the other side of the room she jerked back the curtain, prepared to face the Relian enemy hiding among their own and stumbled back in surprise.
Tristan? She thought with a puzzled frown on her face. What was Tricia’s son doing here? Where was the scent coming from then? She stood there looking down at the sweet little boy; they had all come to love the moment Tricia had brought him to meet them years ago.
He’d only been a year-old, but he’d been a very smart and alert little guy. He had the most unusual golden eyes she had ever seen, and they always sparkled with happiness.
The diagnosis of autism a year later had broken all of their hearts, but had only strengthened the bond they had all had with the child and his mother.
Sitting on the side of the bed, she raised her hand and was getting ready to brush a lock of dark hair back from his face when her hand was grabbed quickly and jerked away.
“You can’t touch him Dare. Even the Tezarian could barely stand his pain. You have the baby to worry about.” Maggie said gently and placed a bottle of water into the hand she was going to use to touch Tristan.
Dare stared at the bottle of water blankly for a moment before looking into Maggie’s brown eyes. Her mind slowly processed what was going on, and she stepped back quickly from the bed, looking between Maggie and Tristan.
“It’s not what you think. I swear to you Dare…” Maggie never got to finish what she was going to say.
Dare watched in stunned silence as the bed began to shake violently. With Maggie’s body blocking the bed, all she could see were Tristan’s too thin arms and legs flailing helplessly as his body jerked violently.
Opening herself a little, out of curiosity of what was happening, she almost reeled backwards from the pain. Her heart broke at