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last time had been nearly six months before her kidnapping, and it wasn’t anything worth remembering. The man had fumbled through the motions and she had faked it to get it over with. Her instincts told her that wouldn’t be necessary with Ty or Kor. They probably had great probes that were proportional with the bulges of their muscles, clearly defined by their tight-fitting flightsuits.
    When she looked up she saw Ty looking at her expectantly, and she realized that he had been talking to her. Lacy shook herself out of her mental vacation and told her libido to cool down. “I’m sorry, what did you say?”
    He smiled at her patiently, then repeated, “I said that I only have to take a blood sample from you. It will be quick and painless, I promise. Would you mind laying down and giving me your arm?”
    “Oh… Okay.” She said. She had her doubts about it not hurting though. Needles always hurt and she was sort of a baby when it came to them, but she resolved herself to not whimper, or faint, in front of Ty.
    He came towards her, carrying a small metal cylinder device that was clear in the center. He took her arm carefully and placed the device against her skin. She tensed, but only felt a small pulse before a red bead of blood hung suspended in the clear part of the tube. She stared at it, oddly hypnotized, until he turned away and placed the device in a hole that opened in one of the walls.
    “How long will the results take?” She asked, sitting up.
    “Not long at all. The results should be back tomorrow morning, then I’ll be able to map your genome to see if you’re a match.”
    “Okay.” she said. Absently, she tried to think about how she would pass the time until then. As if he had sensed her thoughts, Ty turned to her, holding something, and then offered it to her.
    “I have something for you.” He said as she took it. It looked vaguely like an e-book reader she had owned back on Earth, but it was transparent. She had no idea what she was holding.
    Ty explained, “It’s called a tablet, and it’s a device that holds data. This one is loaded with all kinds of information. I thought, since you’re new to space exploration, that you might like to read up on planets, beings, or whatever came to mind. It also has a writing feature which allows you to write your own thoughts.”
    “Thank you, Ty.” She was beaming.
    It really was a thoughtful gift. She was excited about digging into the facts of her new reality. She also liked the idea of recording her thoughts. She’d kept a journal back home, and wrote in it when she was feeling perplexed and needed to think things through. Being thrown into space and meeting two hunky aliens felt like the epitome of a journal-worthy topic.
    She touched the screen and was surprised that she could read it. “How do you know English?” She asked, puzzled.
    He laughed at her amazement before explaining, “Your planet broadcasts everything on waves that travel out into the galaxy. Sooner or later, anyone traveling around is bound to pick them up, so we’ve been able to learn Earth’s dialects, English included.”
    “Wow!” Lacy said, immensely impressed. “I never thought of aliens being able to hear what’s going through our satellites.”
    “Yeah, it’s no trouble hearing broadcasts from Earth. Actually, it’s often harder to block them out than to hear them.”
    Lacy smiled at the implication. Earth sure did love its communications systems: internet, phones, cable, she was sure that aliens must have thought humans a little crazy.
    After being shown how to use the device, and being herded out of the Med Center so Ty could work, she found a room with a large lounger to sit on. She started to sift through information and couldn’t believe the wealth of content contained in this one tablet.
    It covered topics such as: anatomies of all the known races in the universe, scans and data about planets, suns, and nebulas, classifications of spacecrafts,