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Authors: Lolita Lopez
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isolated.
As they neared the hospital, his heart started to race. He and Max had been looking forward to picking up Emma all day. They had put their heads together and made plans for her first night in their home. They wanted to make it special for her.
The vehicle slowed as they slid up against the curb and Jack hopped out. The private saluted him before pulling away from the hospital. Jack spotted Max hanging out next to the entrance of the quarantine unit. He noticed the box in Max's arms as they headed toward one another.
"You get it?"
“Yeah.” Max lifted the box for Jack's inspection. "Cost me a shit-ton of credits, and I'm going to have to pull some strings to get that little weasel in charge of coms on one of the patrols outside the wire. He seems to think women like Emma are a dime a dozen on the other side of the fence."
Jack laughed as Max snorted with amusement. "You should send him out toward those friends of Emma's with the big dogs. Let him get a taste of what Rafe and Butler and the rest of the Zed team went through."
"You know," Max chuckled, "I just might." He shifted the box again and asked, "Did you talk to Gray?"
"Yes. He wasn't thrilled but he agreed to give Emma a job. She starts Monday."
"I'm glad he came around. He's the only other cyborg I trust around Emma."
Jack hummed in agreement. After Gray's cyborg wife had passed away, he had withdrawn and sworn off women, cyborg or human. When volunteers had been requested for Outpost Nine, Gray had been among the first to sign up. He had been given permission to put a small living quarters in the warehouse and rarely left the building. Jack tried to coax him out for barbecues or pick-up football games but he was rarely successful.
Hopefully Emma and Gray could bond over his hermit lifestyle and her once solitary life in the Outlands. She wouldn't be able to understand the horrors of war that Gray had survived, but she could easily relate to living alone. Maybe she might succeed where Jack, Max and others had failed.
The hiss of the automatic doors drew their attention. Two medics escorted Emma from the hospital. The one with a black eye smartly avoided Jack by lingering near the doorway instead of following Emma out to the sidewalk. A twinge of discomfort pierced Jack's knuckles as he remembered slamming his fist right into that asshole’s face.
When Max had told him about Emma being stripped in a decon shower and scrubbed by two brutes, Jack had seen red. The regulations were very clear about female intake procedures. No man was to touch or see another cyborg's woman in that way. Those two medics had taken advantage of Emma.
Infuriated, Jack had knocked the shit out of both men before submitting formal complaints. If they'd done it to Emma, they had probably done it to other women—and that wasn't right. They shouldn't be around any of the vulnerable women brought into the quarantine facility.
Jack grinned at the sight of Emma in her too big scrubs. A small bag of essentials dangled from her hand. She glanced around nervously before spotting them. A relieved grin lit up her face. She practically ran towards them and threw herself into Jack's waiting arms. He scooped her right up and buried his face against her neck. "God, I missed you, Emma."
"I missed you, too, Jack." She slid down his body but kept her arms around his waist. Her gaze skipped over to Max. "I missed you, too."
Max leaned down and kissed her cheek. "I'm sorry I had to skip out while you were asleep the other night."
"It's okay," Emma replied. "I understand." Her gaze shifted to the box in Max's arms. She took hold of the side and tugged it down for a better view. Her eyes lit up with excitement. "Is that—? Are those—? You got me a transceiver!"
Jack chuckled as Emma rifled through the various components for building her own transceiver. Excitement radiated from her in waves. "We weren't sure what you'd need for a descrambler so Max and I just made a list with
As they neared the hospital, his heart started to race. He and Max had been looking forward to picking up Emma all day. They had put their heads together and made plans for her first night in their home. They wanted to make it special for her.
The vehicle slowed as they slid up against the curb and Jack hopped out. The private saluted him before pulling away from the hospital. Jack spotted Max hanging out next to the entrance of the quarantine unit. He noticed the box in Max's arms as they headed toward one another.
"You get it?"
“Yeah.” Max lifted the box for Jack's inspection. "Cost me a shit-ton of credits, and I'm going to have to pull some strings to get that little weasel in charge of coms on one of the patrols outside the wire. He seems to think women like Emma are a dime a dozen on the other side of the fence."
Jack laughed as Max snorted with amusement. "You should send him out toward those friends of Emma's with the big dogs. Let him get a taste of what Rafe and Butler and the rest of the Zed team went through."
"You know," Max chuckled, "I just might." He shifted the box again and asked, "Did you talk to Gray?"
"Yes. He wasn't thrilled but he agreed to give Emma a job. She starts Monday."
"I'm glad he came around. He's the only other cyborg I trust around Emma."
Jack hummed in agreement. After Gray's cyborg wife had passed away, he had withdrawn and sworn off women, cyborg or human. When volunteers had been requested for Outpost Nine, Gray had been among the first to sign up. He had been given permission to put a small living quarters in the warehouse and rarely left the building. Jack tried to coax him out for barbecues or pick-up football games but he was rarely successful.
Hopefully Emma and Gray could bond over his hermit lifestyle and her once solitary life in the Outlands. She wouldn't be able to understand the horrors of war that Gray had survived, but she could easily relate to living alone. Maybe she might succeed where Jack, Max and others had failed.
The hiss of the automatic doors drew their attention. Two medics escorted Emma from the hospital. The one with a black eye smartly avoided Jack by lingering near the doorway instead of following Emma out to the sidewalk. A twinge of discomfort pierced Jack's knuckles as he remembered slamming his fist right into that asshole’s face.
When Max had told him about Emma being stripped in a decon shower and scrubbed by two brutes, Jack had seen red. The regulations were very clear about female intake procedures. No man was to touch or see another cyborg's woman in that way. Those two medics had taken advantage of Emma.
Infuriated, Jack had knocked the shit out of both men before submitting formal complaints. If they'd done it to Emma, they had probably done it to other women—and that wasn't right. They shouldn't be around any of the vulnerable women brought into the quarantine facility.
Jack grinned at the sight of Emma in her too big scrubs. A small bag of essentials dangled from her hand. She glanced around nervously before spotting them. A relieved grin lit up her face. She practically ran towards them and threw herself into Jack's waiting arms. He scooped her right up and buried his face against her neck. "God, I missed you, Emma."
"I missed you, too, Jack." She slid down his body but kept her arms around his waist. Her gaze skipped over to Max. "I missed you, too."
Max leaned down and kissed her cheek. "I'm sorry I had to skip out while you were asleep the other night."
"It's okay," Emma replied. "I understand." Her gaze shifted to the box in Max's arms. She took hold of the side and tugged it down for a better view. Her eyes lit up with excitement. "Is that—? Are those—? You got me a transceiver!"
Jack chuckled as Emma rifled through the various components for building her own transceiver. Excitement radiated from her in waves. "We weren't sure what you'd need for a descrambler so Max and I just made a list with
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