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come for him?
    When at last the pain had stopped, she had been there.
    "Kam ..” she began only to have him fix her with a warning glance.
    "I am a Reaper, Bridget,” he snapped. “I will be all right. No matter what they do to me, I will be all right!"
    "Of course you will,” she agreed. Coming to him, she cupped his cheek. “Remember I love you, Kamerone Cree.” She locked her eyes with his. “I love you with all my heart. No matter what you are, no matter what you have to do in order to survive, I love you."
    * * * *
    The Reaper came awake with a gasp. He was shivering from the temperature being too cool but the headache was better. He put a trembling hand to his forehead. His breath was ragged as though he'd been running all out but his body didn't feel the aches it did when he'd laid down. Turning his head, he looked at the clock and realized he'd been asleep for several hours.
    Sitting up, he thrust his hand through his hair and stared across the room. If he tried hard, he could see Bridie's beautiful green eyes looking back at him. The last thing she had said to him before Sejm had snatched him from Terra echoed through the room: “I love you."
    "I love you, as well, my lady,” he repeated aloud his last words to her.
    He didn't feel the tears easing down his cheeks.
    * * * *
    Two days later found him sitting in the lounge, brooding. No one went near him for whenever someone tried, he would glare at them, warning them off. Not even Zainabu dared to intrude on his solitude but she was studying him across the room.
    "The Reaper is in a foul mood today,” the Necromanian woman declared. “He snapped at me."
    "Why is he out of sorts now?” Aegean asked.
    "The duplicator stopped working,” Chanz reporting. “Apparently there was more damage done to the system when that asteroid slammed into us than I'd realized."
    "That means we're going to have to land somewhere and take on supplies,” Tyrian remarked.
    "So he's annoyed there will be another delay in getting to Rysalia Prime,” Aegean said.
    "No, he's annoyed that he hasn't had any Sustenance today!” Cree snarled at them then swung his attention to them. “Or any Triso."
    The women turned pale. Sustenance they could provide for him—and gladly—but the powerful neuroleptic drug Trisomidine controlled the nerve pathways of the brain that utilized the tissue chemical dopamine for the transmission of nerve impulses. It was used to keep a Reaper from Transitioning out of cycle. Since it was a highly addictive drug both psychologically and physically, Cree would begin to experience severe withdrawal symptoms exhibiting aggression, restlessness, and potentially hazardous mood swings. Apparently those symptoms were already beginning.
    Chanz got up quickly and came over to him, rolling up the sleeve of her jumpsuit as she walked. “Here, warrior. I will feed you."
    Cree glared up at her. “Get the hell away from me, wench,” he snarled.
    "You need Sustenance and I am..."
    "I can do without the Sustenance for awhile. I need my gods-be-damned Triso!” he shouted at her, his eyes glinting crimson. “I didn't get it yesterday and I haven't had it today. Do you know how dangerous I am to you? Move away!"
    Chanz backed away from him. She nearly tripped over her own feet when he shot up from the table and stormed away, throwing chairs out his path as he went.
    "Not good,” Chanz said.
    "I need to tell the Major,” Aegean said and was out of the lounge like a shot.
    "Where is he going?” Zainabu asked.
    "To the containment cell,” Chanz said. “He thinks he poses a threat to us and he does."
    "Did you see his eyes?” the Necromanian woman asked. “His eyes were red."
    "His cycles have been all screwed up since the ghoret bite and that gods-be-damned neuroinhibitor Sejm gave him,” Chanz reminded them. “Now without the Triso to keep them under control, he's on the verge of shifting again."
    "He is going into Transition?” Zainabu asked, her hand at her