you like.”
She ran her fingers over the smooth metal that had once been hers, now secured solidly around the tube. “That’s remarkable,” she said. “Who would have ever thought a simple piece of jewelry could fix an advanced alien spaceship?”
“It is most often the simplest things that solve complex problems.” He tilted his head back and looked at her. “Thank you, Maya.”
Once they were in the main compartment, he faced her saying, “It is time for you to leave. I have scanned the perimeter outside the craft and all is clear. But you must depart quickly. Your window of opportunity is diminishing.”
“I’m not leaving.” She shook her head with a vigorous motion. “I am not getting off this ship.”
He took a step closer. Lifting his hand, he lightly touched her. “Yes you must.”
“No,” she said, her voice cracking.
He sighed and a rumble rose in his throat. “As I have said, I cannot take you with me.”
She left his side and stared at the external viewer. “I know too much about you, T’Kon.” She blew out a long breath and shuddered. “When my government finds out I’ve been in contact with an alien they will hold me in confinement and interrogate me to no end. We can’t even get past fighting amongst ourselves and killing each other. Did you not know that? Of course, you do. You’ve scanned us quite thoroughly, I suspect.”
In a soft tone, he said, “There is beauty here as well. And yes, my first impression of your world was of a paranoid and warring species. But you changed that.”
“They won’t leave me alone,” she continued. “I carry a trace of your DNA inside me now. Did you forget about our lovemaking?”
“How could I ever forget?”
She turned to him. “You’re as much to blame for this as me. We engaged in unprotected interspecies sex. Doesn’t that bother you?”
“You are correct. It should not have happened, but it did. Know this—there is no way I could have harmed you. I have a proactive immune system. That means my species is antimicrobial. My body killed any parasites or harmful bacterium on both of us.” He paused, squinting through his slanted eyes. “Implantation could not have occurred because of our different evolutionary paths.”
“Oh for god’s sake, T’Kon.” She glared at him. “I’m not worried about being pregnant. I know that’s impossible. And I’m not concerned about any bugs you might have transferred to me either.” She quieted to let her anger subside. “Quit pretending you don’t know what I’m talking about.”
He rolled his eyes and shook his head. “This is a difficult situation. You do not understand what is out there. And again I say you would perish on Asconage.”
“Don’t you roll those icy eyes at me, damn it. What makes you think I couldn’t survive on your world? I live in a desert. I’m a reptilian specialist. And I guess you know I’m not exactly accepted on my world either.”
He said nothing, only stared at her his arms hugging his body.
She searched his astonishing face. “You—you have changed everything in my life.” She stood mere inches from him. Her hands caressed his chest. “I’ve changed you, too. I can feel it. You are just too stubborn to admit it.”
“Do not do this, Maya—” Before he could finish, warning alarms blared and glowing green lights circled in a thin line around the whole interior of his ship.
T’Kon raced toward the control panel and frantically pushed on pads and switches as she stood by watching.
“What’s happening?” she squealed, her pulse pumping and fear overtaking her.
He didn’t answer but continued to push on the controls. He gave her a quick, worried glance.
“What is it, T’Kon. I have a right to know.” She strode toward him and peered over his shoulder as if she could figure out what the hell he was doing.
“A number of systems are failing,” he growled. “I can only guess at what is wrong.”
“Does that mean we’re
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