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Authors: C. L. Scholey
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Finn slammed his hand onto a panel and the door closed. He stood with his back to them taking a few deep breaths. When he turned he looked the essence of calm.
“Shit, he’s a scary-ass bastard when pissed,” Adan said.
Adan might have looked impressed if her face hadn’t gone a pale white and her arms hadn’t suddenly wrapped around Dyani in a vise grip. Bethany was thinking the same thing, but Finn hadn’t scared her, she was more surprised; he was always so gentle around them. All the warriors bailed, fast, except Titus. The two males exchanged words, but Titus held his ground. Bethany could almost see the wheels in the leader’s mind churning. If the female was sick, the leader should know about it. Bethany knew the only thing wrong with Bertha besides a bad case of the bitches—was she was scared. More so than the rest of them. Bethany wondered if it was the creatures she was frightened of or of being abandoned. For all the woman’s previous bluster, Bertha was afraid to be alone for too long.
“Hmm,” Finn grunted as he checked Bertha over.
He sounded so serious, Bethany moved closer. Because of the frigid weather they’d remained clothed, even when washing, not much came off. There were scars on Bertha, a lot of them. Too many not to see an unspoken truth, the woman had been beaten and from the looks of it for a very long time. Again Bethany wondered just what occurred to have made a woman with such beautiful green eyes so hateful.
Bertha began to stir. Once she was able to, she began bellowing again. Bethany was feeling bad for her until she cut loose with every foul expression known to mankind. No one was left out of her tirade and though no one should ever be beaten, Bethany felt Bertha should also remember others had feelings too. Titus growled out something, loudly, to be heard over her howls. Finn sighed. He dipped his clawed black fingernail into a vial and penetrated Bertha’s skin at her neck. She was out again in seconds. Bethany realized Finn must have gone to the ship first foreseeing a problem. He had drugged Bertha. Bethany might have felt sorry for her, but she was going to have to accept her situation along with the rest of them. Earth was dead. The aliens were strange, but they had saved their lives.
Finn picked Bertha up and handed her to Titus. In a quiet tone, he gave him orders and a small glass vial. No doubt there wasn’t a warrior on the ship who would go near Bertha while Titus had her in his care. Blu motioned to Adan and Finn smiled. After Adan was given a clean bill of health she was taken away by Blu. Bethany grabbed her hand before they left.
“Are you okay?” Bethany asked.
Adan grinned. “Hell, yes. If Finn’s going to hand us each to a protector I’d rather be with Blu. At least I know him. I’m the smallest of all of us so familiarity is a good thing.”
Finn came over and took Bethany’s hand in his. She had no idea what he growled but she imagined she was being told Adan would be fine and she would see her again. One by one, Finn checked each woman over and one by one they were given over into the care of a warrior who Finn threatened soundly.
Bethany was last. She stood alone in the room with Finn. He checked her over, noting any bruise or red mark. He had her strip to her small leather shirt and short leather pants. The heat in the room had been turned up and she marveled at the feeling of being so free of bulky clothing encumbrances. For a creature with such large hands, Finn was careful, his touch gentle. For days, Bethany had spent time trying to communicate with him. She understood few words but realized his guttural way of speaking would be hard for him to translate into English. A small word here and there were noticeable if she listened intently.
Finn asked her if she was hungry. It was one word, she presumed it meant food. Bethany placed her hand over her belly and shook her head no. After recently barfing, her guts were belly dancing without
“Shit, he’s a scary-ass bastard when pissed,” Adan said.
Adan might have looked impressed if her face hadn’t gone a pale white and her arms hadn’t suddenly wrapped around Dyani in a vise grip. Bethany was thinking the same thing, but Finn hadn’t scared her, she was more surprised; he was always so gentle around them. All the warriors bailed, fast, except Titus. The two males exchanged words, but Titus held his ground. Bethany could almost see the wheels in the leader’s mind churning. If the female was sick, the leader should know about it. Bethany knew the only thing wrong with Bertha besides a bad case of the bitches—was she was scared. More so than the rest of them. Bethany wondered if it was the creatures she was frightened of or of being abandoned. For all the woman’s previous bluster, Bertha was afraid to be alone for too long.
“Hmm,” Finn grunted as he checked Bertha over.
He sounded so serious, Bethany moved closer. Because of the frigid weather they’d remained clothed, even when washing, not much came off. There were scars on Bertha, a lot of them. Too many not to see an unspoken truth, the woman had been beaten and from the looks of it for a very long time. Again Bethany wondered just what occurred to have made a woman with such beautiful green eyes so hateful.
Bertha began to stir. Once she was able to, she began bellowing again. Bethany was feeling bad for her until she cut loose with every foul expression known to mankind. No one was left out of her tirade and though no one should ever be beaten, Bethany felt Bertha should also remember others had feelings too. Titus growled out something, loudly, to be heard over her howls. Finn sighed. He dipped his clawed black fingernail into a vial and penetrated Bertha’s skin at her neck. She was out again in seconds. Bethany realized Finn must have gone to the ship first foreseeing a problem. He had drugged Bertha. Bethany might have felt sorry for her, but she was going to have to accept her situation along with the rest of them. Earth was dead. The aliens were strange, but they had saved their lives.
Finn picked Bertha up and handed her to Titus. In a quiet tone, he gave him orders and a small glass vial. No doubt there wasn’t a warrior on the ship who would go near Bertha while Titus had her in his care. Blu motioned to Adan and Finn smiled. After Adan was given a clean bill of health she was taken away by Blu. Bethany grabbed her hand before they left.
“Are you okay?” Bethany asked.
Adan grinned. “Hell, yes. If Finn’s going to hand us each to a protector I’d rather be with Blu. At least I know him. I’m the smallest of all of us so familiarity is a good thing.”
Finn came over and took Bethany’s hand in his. She had no idea what he growled but she imagined she was being told Adan would be fine and she would see her again. One by one, Finn checked each woman over and one by one they were given over into the care of a warrior who Finn threatened soundly.
Bethany was last. She stood alone in the room with Finn. He checked her over, noting any bruise or red mark. He had her strip to her small leather shirt and short leather pants. The heat in the room had been turned up and she marveled at the feeling of being so free of bulky clothing encumbrances. For a creature with such large hands, Finn was careful, his touch gentle. For days, Bethany had spent time trying to communicate with him. She understood few words but realized his guttural way of speaking would be hard for him to translate into English. A small word here and there were noticeable if she listened intently.
Finn asked her if she was hungry. It was one word, she presumed it meant food. Bethany placed her hand over her belly and shook her head no. After recently barfing, her guts were belly dancing without
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