He heard it, that last whisper of his name. It was a voice so familiar it made his skin crawl. Whiskey fidgeted next to him, snarling slightly in his sleep. Bo rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he listened to the ship as it soared slowly through space. He pushed Whiskey, snarling at him when the hyena growled. Grinning as he watched him dart out of the cabin, Bo pulled his pants up around his waist. Grabbing his pistol, his new 1911 replica that Nik had been able to get a hold of through some less-than-legal methods, he strapped it and his holster around his waist as he threw his sleeveless button up over his shoulders. He could hear Nik and Jeremy arguing in the kitchen/common room. He grinned as he felt the metal beneath his feet. Instinctively his mind reached out for the one person that would understand the wonderment of that feeling. His mind brushed hers quickly then pulled away before she could realize he had been there. He chastised himself for losing control so easily. Wandering down the hallway, he listened, hearing Jacob milling about the cargo bay. Bo delved quickly into his mind, but finding nothing but confusion he retreated back to his own mind as he entered the dining area.

“Ah, so the fearless leader graces us with his presence. How kind of you sire.” Nik said sarcastically, throwing in a mock bow as he laughed.

“Please, please, keep your seats.” Bo said with a laugh as he sat down.

Nik placed a plate in front of him with oatmeal and a few vegetables. Nodding his thanks, Bo began to eat smiling.

“So, any idea when we’ll be able to land and pick up that shipment that’s waiting for me in Highgate?” Morse asked as Bo shoveled more oatmeal into his mouth.

Bo stopped and looked at him. Morse knew that there was a bounty on his head that was large enough to make anyone’s mouth water, and Highgate wasn’t exactly out where people didn’t go. There would be Alliance in force on that planet. He shook his worries from his head. They had dodged plenty of Alliance on core planets before, so Nik proba