He'd shown her the basic controls before they even left, explaining some of the high tech gadgets as well, espescially the radar, San Diego was a busy port. Then he'd pulled the boat adeptly away from the dock, backing it slightly out in a curve towards shore, before correcting course, and, well, Amelia had not …
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Mending Fences and Digging Holes: Part II
He'd made sure he had plenty of time to get back to the base, he'd even made sure he had time to run back to base. Not sure what possessed him to run back instead of grabbing a car from the garage, but he'd been so nervous that Sarah had finally given up trying …
Back to Work
The prisoner hadn't given him anything more useful than the information that first night. More and more he suspected that the implant did more than protect his mind from outside influence. I mean, why give Dryce an implant to start with? From what he had said, both today and previously, was that no one really …
Interrogating the Past: Part I
He'd shifted before leaving the armoury. He'd needed the delay to get his emotions under control after Amelia left. He'd long ago figured out that his blending into the background needed focus, and he had been anything but focused for a bit after that.....discussion and with Olivia roaming the base, he really couldn't afford to …
A Choice of Terrors: Part II
The celebrations upon his return this evening had been glorious. Another new trade route formally opened through the dangerous deserts. There had been a couple of minor attempts at raiding and looting, but those parties had been handled, one destroyed, and another considering the wealth that they might attain with regular trade instead of the …
Mending Fences and Digging Holes – Part I
After leaving the medical bay, he'd gone through an extended individual training session, a lot longer than what he followed when Shawna and Henri were involved, saving the firing range for the last, not because he didn't want to awaken anyone (they should be up training instead of lazing about), but because it had always …
A Choice of Terrors: Part I
The winds blew around him, long strands of platinum hair flowing in the air currents behind him as his ship tacked towards the coast. Light rain clouds floated to the north, deeper into the sea, and he could sense the power of the storms flowing outward from them, energy tingling through his body and mind. …
No More Running
He’d ridden home on the back of the SpyderCycle, alternately fuming quietly with the occasional angry outburst to his brother about their failure. It didn’t take them long with Bryce’s suicidal speed, to drive along the cost of California until they reached Tempest Point. Everyone made noises about a post-mortem session with food but he …
Mazatlan Massacre: Departure
They'd been throwing what supplies they had from the crappy apartment into Brett's jeep when he heard them approaching. Bryce and Karen had gone up for the last load of spare clothes and blankets a few minutes earlier. He kept loading the last of the water and food into the back of the jeep. Not …
Safe Places: Part 3
Somewhere, the blackness echoed with a thump, a slight flutter, a thump, a thump.....followed by burning warmth. The slightest vibration within the shattered thoughts....... Once again, his torn and rent lungs, the burning throat ejected the contents of the sea outward and then gasped a shuddering inhalation. Somewhere, instinct reacted. A second breath, and then …
Safe Places: Part 2
He awoke to aching cold, a mix of numbness and pain in his legs. Dizzy, he couldn't really orient his direction, but when he moved, the feeling of water sloshing around him brought some coherency to his thoughts. A fine spray was showering over him, as he struggled to get somewhat upright. He moved his …
Safe Place – Part 1
He awoke suddenly, confused momentarily before his body addressed the swelling from the concussion driven through his brain as his head slammed into the steel walls a few moments ago. His senses fired, but the container provided no light for his eyes to filter, completely dark. It had been dark outside, but there was no …
My Hometown
They never really looked like they should be together, the punk girl and the soldier. Age, music, style, clothing, bearing, attitude, all said no. A grand tour of Port Hedland proved that, where no one knew them. Now, as evening closed in, and the sun headed towards the sea, they sat on an isolated …
First Loves: Part II
Men Who Loved Her by Paradise Motel He'd been pulling her along impatiently, but when she stepped on a sharp rock for the second time, she stopped, hopping on one foot, muttering obscenities at the rock, the farm, Australia and fucking stupid Australian snakes walking around in the dark where no one can see. When …
First Loves: Part I
She awoke to an empty bed, not an unusual feeling. The darkened room was strange, only the moonlight glowing through an open window, the curtains waving slightly in the breeze of the Australian night, throwing waving shadows across the room. It felt more than a little creepy to be in Brett's childhood room and bed, …
Last Dreams 