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mouth.
    He grimaced at the dark looks
thrown at him by the two strangers and looked behind them to make sure they
weren’t caught. He turned back around when he felt the tug on his hand and
mouthed “I’m sorry” to the two men.
    I swear I’m going to keep my mouth
shut until we get the hell out of here, Mikey thought to himself as they
entered an elevator.
    He stole a glance at his two
companions and noted their alert and dark expressions. He’d seen that look many
times before. It was the look of a soldier on a dangerous mission whose entire
being was focused solely on completing and surviving the task.
    If these men were indeed the aliens
that Lt. Colonel Ballard had thought he was a part of, then Mikey understood
why the man feared the aliens so much. They were scary as hell. Whatever
increase he’d had in strength and stamina would not come close to what he felt
exuding from these two, and he was beginning to wonder if he’d jumped from the
frying pan into a volcano.
    Mikey was pulled from his thoughts
by a jerk on his hand and a scathing look from the dark haired man whose belt
he was holding. He quickly followed them out of the elevator and jogged along
beside them as they ran through a parking garage and into another elevator.
    He stood beside them as they
punched the button to the top floor. The doors were just closing when a large
hand stopped them.
    “Be silent!” Grai warned the hybrid
soldier while David held a weapon at the ready.
    Mikey nodded mutely as he tried to
plaster himself against the back wall of the elevator. The soldier in front of
them stood right in front of him, so close that Mikey could reach out and touch
him if he wanted to.
    Mikey wasn’t the only one who
breathed a sigh of relief when the soldier got out on the second floor. They
only went a few more floors before they got out and headed to the stairs that
went to the roof. They opened the door as alarms began to sound loudly
throughout the building.
    Mikey heard the word “Run!” scream
through his mind as he started sprinting alongside the two men who were still
joined at the belt the way his hand was on the man in front of him.
    He felt the rush of warm wind
seconds before he saw a large craft hovering above them. The shock of seeing it
stopped Mikey short, and his hand fell from the dark haired man’s belt. He
heard the sound of gunfire and the screams in his mind before he felt an impact
in his leg, and he dropped to the roof.
    He looked up at the dark haired man
as he grabbed hold of him and pulled him over his shoulder while the ex-SEAL
returned fire. Moments later, Mikey was looking around the inside of an
aircraft while the man strapped him into a seat.
    “Stay the hell in that seat!” the
dark haired man yelled at him.
    Mikey nodded his head mutely, a
little surprised that the man’s real voice sounded just like it had in his
head. He watched the ex-SEAL come in next, and he wondered how they got from
the roof inside the craft.
    “Go! Go!” Grai shouted at the pilot
as he sat next to David in one of the seats across from Mikey.
    Both men stared at Mikey until he
began to feel pretty uncomfortable under their scrutiny. Not sure what to say
or do, Mikey decided on the old fallback his mother had taught him when he was
young. Manners.
    “Thank you. For saving me,” Mikey said,
hoping he didn’t just hand himself over to a worse fate.
    “Who are you?” Grai demanded.
    Mikey cleared his throat and looked
up at the dark haired man. The one he’d determined was the more dangerous of
the two that rescued him.
    “Private first class Mikey Davis.
Well Michael really, but everyone calls me Mikey,” Mikey said, sounding as
nervous as he felt.
    “I’m David Jacobs; this is Grai
T’Alq. How did you end up in the forest?” David asked.
    Mikey sighed heavily and lowered
his head.
    I really wish someone would ask me
something else! he muttered to himself. When he saw the dark look
on Grai’s face he settled for telling