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painted a big target on our backs now, begging the Alliance to come and get us. Fortunately the crew of the Razor, my crew, had stepped up. My lieutenants used our victory to help swell our ranks to nearly three times the size of the force that took on the Harbinger. My Ensign and Commander Jaxx were making sure each ship was properly briefed, their tansponders recoded so they would be essentially invisible to Alliance scans and every able pilot was trained. From ex-Protectorate, to freighter jockey, to pirate.
    Supply lines had been built, and the Razor's engineering crew led by Anya; a woman even I had to concede was absolutely fabulous was retrofitting all the older ships in the fleet with upgraded targeting technology, weapons and even got together with some of the other engineers in their off time to build us a dozen starlight series Protectorate ships.
    Anya had also managed to contact her brother in the Southern Fleet. Their expedition had been cut short when they came upon a contingent of Alliance ships just inside the dark nebula the same time as the Novokins were invading us. They had their hands full with their own little war in the galaxy adjacent to ours. Now at the behest of his sister and their victory there, they were headed home. His crew’s addition to ours will nearly double the size of the fleet we had now. When the Alliance came looking for some payback for that black-eye we gave it, they were going to be in for a big surprise.
    "Any word from Julie and Marco?"
    "None as of yet, but according to their time line they are not yet overdue."
    "They still should've checked in by now." I scowled.
    "From what you have described, they are both quite capable of taking care of themselves." He turned his attention back to the papers in his hand.
    Apparently, he wasn't prepared to give in to another one of my rants today. The twitching at the corner of his mouth also told me he knew that I knew he knew. Sniff – sniff – oh yeah, I smelled a slap coming.
    I just hoped the two of them were all right. Wow, I never thought I'd be worried about one of the purple skins – no. That wasn't right. I never thought I'd be concerned for a Novokin’s well-being. I had to remember to keep the Novokins and the Alliance separate, at least if what Marco said was true.
    Trex was still reading update reports to me, while I absently stroked his long fuzzy tail. It playfully pulled at my fingers and rubbed itself up and down my thigh. I can't believe at one point I thought it was merely some kind of ceremonial belt he had wound around himself. I knew better now. It playfully tugged at the seam of my uniform. I also knew how naughty it liked to be sometimes. I punctuated that knowledge with a little pinch and it ran for cover, cowering around his waist. Trex gave me a wry look.
    "What?" I punched him lightly on his thick tree trunk of an arm. "I'm really bored in here. I can't keep up to date, I can't use the computer – I can't even read the reports you give me." I threw an exasperated gesture at the pile of semi-burned papers next to the insulated ruberium bed we were sitting on. I could feel the air around me start to take on a static charge. The writing instruments in the metal desk once again began their annoying dance.
    "All I do, all day, is eat and exercise. I wish I knew how many push-ups I've done today, or how many times I've hit the speeder bag. I should be in the greatest shape of my life," I laid my head on his shoulder and gave a fake punch to his rock hard six pack. "But I'm fat."
    An instant later I was about a foot from the ceiling. If anyone ever asked, I would categorically deny that I squealed like a little girl. After scooping me up and twirling about the room he pulled me back into his arms before we collapsed to the bed. His lips found mine, his kisses hungry and toe tingling. He slowly pulled back, his teeth catching my lower lip and gently sucking at it just before release.
    With one massive hand supporting