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peeled out of the lighter suit.
    “In the seat of the runner. I can change in seconds.”
    She had her suit open, and she peeled it off, scooting it over her hips and pulling it off her legs and feet. Wearing nothing but her underwear, she wrapped the Guardian suit around her neck and removed the Citadel suit.
    She wriggled into it the same way that she had removed the other suit, and Tauron was appreciative. With all that wiggling in his lap, he would have had to be dead not to be aroused. It was a lot of friction.
    She sighed in relief as she sealed her suit. “Sorry about all of that.”
    He cleared his throat. “Good timing. We are nearly there.”
    He paused. “Niad, when we next have a free day at the same time, would you walk out with me?”
    She blinked. “I... Yes, I suppose I would.”
    He pressed a kiss to her temple. “Excellent. There are some great noodle places in my home province.”
    She laughed. In the five days she had shared a base with him, his love of noodles was already well known. She tinkered with the vehicles to make herself feel at home, and he ate to supplement his rapid metabolism.
    The kiss had her skin tingling, but she kept her mind on her work as she was called on to get generators up and running for the medical centre, and do emergency repairs on the vehicles that were bringing in the wounded. A sinkhole had trapped a number of people, and the others were working to get them out. Her work was with the inanimate and mechanical. She was support.
    Niad grabbed a cup of water and a ration bar in between jobs and was about to return to getting an ambulance skimmer into action when she heard a scream.
    She ran to the sound and found a man pinned under a riot runner. The pilot had passed out and was bleeding, but the trapped man was screaming for help.
    Folks came to assist, but they couldn’t move the luxury vehicle.
    Niad put her hands on the runner and focused. She hated using it, but if she was going to do it, now was the time.
    She pulled on the vehicle, and it lifted off the screaming man. The metal came to her as she called to it, and it flowed over her body, turning into an armoured casing that let her move easily.
    The witnesses to her transformation stared at her in shock. “Get him to a doctor!”
    Her shout got them moving, and she used her suit to make a clear path to the med centre, pushing vehicles aside.
    When she had done repairs on every mechanical item she crossed, she headed into the source of the injured. The sinkhole.
    The armour was sapping her energy, but she had more than enough for what she needed to do.
    She used her suit coms. “Tauron, Kimso, Homik, I am coming in in an alternate uniform. Get everyone into a large transport so I can lift them out in one shot.”
    Homik was confused. “What are you doing?”
    “I am wearing mech armour, and I can lift a large public transport vehicle, but after I get them out, I am not going to be much use. This is a one-shot event.”
    Tauron ran out of the sinkhole with one of the wounded in his arms. He paused next to her. “Do what you can to get the able bodied out. They are getting underfoot.”
    Kimso came through. “I am herding them toward a people carrier. We can get about a hundred out in one shot if you can lift them.”
    “I can do it. Don’t worry. I am almost there. Keep packing them in.” She ran toward the mile-wide disaster and jumped into the crevice, aiming for a clear spot.
    Ground transport was still popular, and it was one reason that their garage was as popular as it was. Folks abused their vehicles on a regular basis, and they needed the Wyfirths to fix them.
    Niad ran through the disaster area, following the directions that Kimso was giving her until she spotted the vehicle he was referring to.
    “How are things on your side, Homik?”
    “My folks are loading up. You be ready to do your thing in three minutes.”
    “Four minutes here. You can get them out at once?”
    “If the vehicle holds, I