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can’t talk to you. I love Targo too so that is what I used for a criteria.” She blinked and jerked as the cool mint of his kiss swamped her senses.
    Recall cleared her throat. “I think I need to check the inventory in my shuttle for a few hours. I will be back at dinner for a final check up on Jarrod, and then, I can leave.”
    Rathi smiled up into Jarrod’s eyes. “I did miss you.”
    He laughed. “I do love you.”
    She sighed and stroked his cheek. “Even if I turned the satellites on everything within blast radius to clear a path for Recall?”
    “Even more for you making sure that those around you are safe. You could have killed me, but you waited for Recall to break the conditioning.”
    She got to her feet, and when he followed, she backed him toward the bed. Rathi peeled his clothing off inch by inch. “How could I not wait to heal you when killing you would have taken part of me with you? It was pure self-preservation. I want to live a long and luxurious life, and to do that, I need you alive, well and naked.”
    He laughed as the light lifted her up so that she was eye to eye with him. She used her skills to remove all impediments to their union and jumped him, tackling him back to the bedding and enjoying the proper reunion that had waited for three days too long.
     
    “So you are now clear on the protocol for approaching Resko-Devi, right?”
    Relay answered, “Yes. You need warning before they enter your system. The code word is Targonaut, the mental image is a raptor with a helmet.”
    Rathi nodded. “Correct.”
    “How is Jarrod?”
    “He is good. He is helping Recall shoo all the Resko-Devi out of her shuttle. They are rather curious about space, but they should not go out alone. They can far too easily use up all their energy if they are alone.”
    Relay chuckled. “Remind me to tell you about Tinkerbell one day. It’s a fun story.”
    Rathi grinned, “It is a good name for one of the Yaluthu. There is a little gold and mint one that would suit that name, of course it has to choose it.”
    “I will upload the story to your terminal. Enjoy it.”
     
    * * * *
     
    “…and so, it came to pass that the world of Resko-Devi came to play host to an invisible man, a destroyer, the grand patriarch Targo and the following new lives. Tinkerbell, Captain Hook, Peter Pan, Wendy, Nanny and Mr. Smee.” The Yaluthu gathered around her feet chortled happily, and Rathi closed the book.
    They all enjoyed their names and loved tumbling over and over with their grandmother and playing hide and seek with Grandpa Jarrod.
    It had been six weeks since the last Raider incursion and life had a delightful rhythm now. Relay was working on the trail left by the Ichadra goddesses, and she was getting closer with every passing day.
    As enthralling as the idea of women like her being somewhere in the universe, Wacorathi Quen was content for this moment. She had her family, a lover and a community that depended on her. When she added Targo and his family into the mix, her heart overflowed.
     
     
     
     

Author’s note
     
     
    So, the Yaluthu (or Fixits if you prefer) have returned in another book. Rathi needed help with controlling her power output, and the Yaluthu needed help absorbing the energy.
    I haven’t really experimented with energy beings before, but the Resko-Devi are a good start. They are literally a being that can be used to death, shaping and reshaping the world around them.
    We are building toward the big moment that will collide the Sector Guard, the Citadel and the Terran Times. I hope I can pull this off.
    Ah well. More clones to find.
     
    Thanks for reading,
     
    Viola Grace
    http://www.violagrace.com
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About the Author
     
     
    Viola Grace was born in Manitoba, Canada where she still resides today. She really likes it there. She has no pets and can barely keep sea monkeys alive for a reasonable amount of time. Her line of day job tends to be