VFF The Book Continues Part 6
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The announcement over the com had woken Colt. Abbey was drifting in and out of sleep while he was started his day. It had been a rough night, but she had made it bearable. He pulled the sink down and splashed the cold water on his face, then reached for the mouthpiece on the shelf above him. He bit down on it low hum and bright blue light escaped between his lips. After a minute he removed the piece and set it back on the shelf.
Abbey stirred and he knelt next to the bed and gave her a kiss.
Abbey: Mmmm minty
Colt: Ewww funky
She slapped him playfully on the cheek and started to rise but before she could Colt had slipped back in bed next to her. He slid his arm behind her head and pulled her close.
Abbey: Don’t you have Captainy things to do?
Colt: Best part of being Captain is I get to do what I want. Besides the crew knows about us now, no reason to pretend you didn’t stay the night.
He moved his hand over her tummy, his finger circling her belly button.
Colt: Shouldn’t this… be bigger?
Abbey: Are you saying I have a big belly? *pushing his hand away*
Colt: No not big.
Abbey: You said BIGGER!
Colt: You forgetting your pregnant?
She started to speak but Colt put a finger to her lips.
Colt: Darlin you’re beautiful. You could swell up the size of a pumpkin and you’d still be beautiful.
Abbey: A pumpkin? *laughing softly* You really should spend some time formulating your compliments.
Colt:*grinning* And if I told you I did think that through?
Abbey: Then I’d be afraid to ask what your first thought was.
He moved his hand back to her tummy “I just want to make sure everything’s right in there. You should have the Doc check you out. “
Abbey: If you say so.
Colt jerked straight up in the bunk almost falling out. Balancing himself he put his palm to Abbeys forehead.
Abbey: What’s wrong?
Colt: You just agreeing like that. No arguing. Something has to be wrong.
Abbey shoved him in the chest and he fell from the bunk. Both burst into laughter as she helped him back into bed.
Colt: Think it’s time I get a bigger bunk in here.
Abbey: *rolling him on his back* I don’t know, this one does have its advantages.
Later Colt climbed the ladder to start his day, again. 
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it had been a long night for the young mechanic, he had undone the self-destruct mechanism and set about repairing the cooling system that were showing signs of failing. after long hours work done he sat down head making a thunk sound on the bulkhead.
Spots: oye
Sky: hey kid (siting down next to him smoking a cigarette)
Spots: hey Sky, so where are you planing to go after this (taking the lit Cigarette out of her mouth and taking a drag)
Sky; you since when do you smoke? (pulling out another one and lighting it)
Spots: Since now, there plenty of things about be that you dont know
Sky:here i thought i had you all figured out, as for me I dont know, I'll try to lineup so exciting new crime, I just came back here to tell you what a good job you did with the shuttle i wasnt looking forward to being dinner for a Reaver.
Spots: well i did what i could, good luck out there she'll miss ya. (I pounding his fist against the bulk head)
Sky: ill miss her to but its time to go (standing)
Spots:(standing as well) its time for something that is pretending to be food, and rack time
Spontaneously Sky hugged Spots, uncharacteristically of her Spots was surprised then wrapped his arms around her and squeezed. the non-verbal good bye was powerful it had been along year and a half since she had come aboard and this my be the last time he saw her. She was more that just the first mate she was family.
they ended the embrace
Sky: ill see ya Kid
Spots: yeah see ya around
the 2 part ways Spots headed to the galley as Sky headed to the cargo hold
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Colt was standing near the cargo door when Sky entered the bay. She had a duffle sack slung over her shoulder and her rifle resting comfortably in the crook of her free arm. She had a confidence that Colt had always admired. There was no talking her out of this but Colt knew he had to go through the show of trying.
Colt: You ain’t taking much.
Sky: Could be we didn’t acquire much for me to take. You really should give up this life of crime. You’re not that good at it.
Colt smiled and took the bag off her shoulder setting it next to the door. Then sat down on a crate and motioned for her to do the same.
Colt: Won’t argue that. Used to be easier.
Sky: You used to do it without bringing your family along.
Colt: So that’s what this is about, the baby?
Sky: Just found out about that, I’m talking bout all of them. You and Abbey, drunk Aunt Oram, nutty Aunt Wash, one big dysfunctional family.
Colt: You and I have a history not that different.
Sky: True but that was a long time ago. Besides you didn’t coddle me. When it was dangerous we both took the risk, with them you hesitate. You don’t want them hurt.
Colt: Not Mobbex.
She smiled "It affects the job." Standing up she continued "Listen you have a good thing here, just not right for me."
Colt stood and picked up her bag. They walked down the ramp to a waiting cab.
Sky: You call him?
Colt: Thought you would be carrying more. *They both laughed* Where you heading?
Sky: I’m going to hitch a ride to the core and find me a proper crime to do.
Colt: If you need a place… *Colt started*
Sky: I know
She threw her bag into the back of the hover and climbed up into the seat. Colt reached into his wallet and pulled the few remaining notes from inside.
Colt: Here’s your cut from the last job. It’s a little light but I’ll make it up to you.
Sky: You keep it.
Colt: Take it I got a little tucked back, for “Just in case”
She took the money and tucked it into her shirt. “I know you do. Don’t set off any alarms Colt’
Colt: You either.
Colt watched the cab pull away and out of site. He knew they would cross paths again. They always did. It was one of those inevitable … Colt’s thoughts were cut off. She said “I know you do”
Colt ran up the ramp and though the Book. He took the stairs two at the time and shot through the galley to his bunk. Down the ladder he ran to the hide he had under the floor. He opened it and counted the cash he had left. Half of it was gone and there was a note scribbled on a piece of paper.
I know you set off that alarm on Bellerophon
Take care
Sky
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abbey heard Colt swear under his breath. She had been nearly asleep, but not all the way. She turned over to face him, keeping the sheet over her. She was kinda cold.
"Something wrong?" she asked.
Something was wrong. It was obvious, but as she looked at him, she couldn't shake the thought of what she should call him.
Are they really together now? Are they boyfriend and girlfriend? Are they in a relationship beyond the child she was carrying? Perhaps landlord/tenant with benefits, plus a baby on the way?
Things had gone well last night, even with the turmoil and guilt Colt was feeling, but she didn't want it to end in a fight because she wanted a definition of who they were.
So she concentrated on the task at hand.
"What's in the box?"
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Colt moved to the bunk and sat down next to Abbey. He held the open box up for her to see. Inside was a small collection of cash and coin.
Colt: Emergency funds. Enough to top off the tanks, maybe a meal or two.
Abbey peeked inside: Not much there. You must be planning a light meal.
Colt: Was more. Sky took her severance package.
Abbey sat up: She robbed you! With a baby on the way? How could she...
Colt put his finger to her lips: She wasn't out to harm us, just wanted to show she could. And she left us this.
Colt held up the scrap piece of paper Sky had left her note on. On the other side was the name of a local contact.
Colt: She lined us up a job.
Abbey: What kind of job?
Colt: Won't know that till I get there. We'll meet Badger's people, end this nast bit of business with him, then I'll take Mobbex and check it out.
Colt leaned in and gave Abbey a kiss then stood and started towards the ladder.
Abbey: When do you think she took the money?
Colt: My guess, last night when we were sleeping
Abbey: LAST NIGHT! (jerking the blanket tight around her body)We were....naked.
Colt: Thats true. You keep flashing the crew like that and I might get jealous.
Colt didn't see what Abbey threw at him, because he was half way up the ladder when it hit him in the back. It did have some heft to it, but not enough to wipe the grin off his face as he headed to the galley.
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Now that Colt was gone, abbey decided to go back to her shuttle. Although everyone knew about their... whatever they have... now, she just didn't quite feel comfortable hanging out in his cabin when he wasn't there.
She got cleaned up and was looking around the shuttle, straightening things up and taking inventory of her gambling supplies as she went along. sooner or later, she would need to start working, even if it was to help Colt make repairs. With a baby on the way, this would be her home too.
Can you baby proof a firefly? she thought to herself.
She was brought out of her musings by an incoming wave. She went over and answered it only to be greeted by someone she never planned on seeing again.
"Mr. Niska..." she nearly stammered, but she kept it toghether. "What a surprise!"
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“Won’t be a sec” Colt said to Mobbex as he went down the ladder to his bunk. The two were off to meet the contact Sky had left.
Colt reached the bottom of the ladder and turned to see an empty bed. He went to the com and keyed in Abbey’s shuttle. He listened to the low tone notification beep, but she didn’t answer. He started to try again when Mobbex banged the butt of his rifle against the bulkhead.
“Aint got time to be ruttin round Captain”
Colt glared up the ladder to Mobbex, the big man took a step back. “Take your time, just want to get paid s’all”
Must have gone back to her shuttle and fallen asleep Colt thought. I’ll check in on her when we get back.
Later
Colt sat on the bar stool waiting to take his shot. The two men they were playing pool with were losing just enough money to keep up with the bar tab Mobbex was building. Colt held his cue out in front of Mobbex as he returned from the bar, a beer in each hand.
“No more after that one” he said taking one of the stouts from his hand.
“Why not? We been here two hours. This guy ain’t showing. Sky stiffed you.”
“Could be, but no more all the same.” He replied taking a long draw from the cold brew, before getting up to take his turn.
As he was lining up the shot, a loud and seemingly intoxicated individual, stumbled into the table, spilling his drink on the felt. The introduction of the liquid shorted out the table and the balls disappeared. The man turned and tripped into a passing waitress trying to take her bar rag. She fell into the table, spilling her tray of drinks on the unsuspecting patrons. He pulled the bar rag from her belt and fell back into the table.
As he tried to dry the felt, he whispered to Colt “Meet me out back in five minutes”
Colt caught a wink from the drunk then turned to hear Mobbex at the other end of the table. He was arguing with the two men they had been shooting pool with. Mobbex and one of the men both had their hands covering the wager on the table.
“The balls shorted out, games over”
“But we were winning” Mobbex replied cooly.
Before Colt could say anything he heard “Look out” come from the drunk. The man had just ducked a punch from one of the liquor soaked patrons. The punch hit Colt square in the jaw. He stumbled back into the rail and caught himself in time to hear “Fight”
The man arguing with Mobbex took a step back and swung his pool cue breaking against the side of Mobbex’s head.
“That’s the only one you get little man” Mobbex said.
True to his word the other man never landed another punch as Mobbex tossed him around the bar. His partner thought better of coming to his rescue and instead tackled Colt, who was still reeling from the sucker punch, and both men went to the ground.
Colt swung a leg quickly around the man’s waist and got him in a scissor lock. He leaned back squeezed his legs until the other man let out a scream. Then he reached up and grabbed an empty mug and smashed into the man’s head. He kicked loose from the unconscious pool player and rose to his feet in time to be knocked back down by the flying body of his partner.
“Oops” Mobbex said right before a chair got broken over his shoulder.
Colt looked around the bar. The place was in chaos. Bottles breaking, tables flipped over, bodies wailing away at each other. Then he spotted the drunk, pistol drawn, leading the bartender into the back room.
Mobbex helped Colt to his feet somehow managing to keep another man in a headlock.
“Settling down done made you soft” He said as he bashed headlock man into the edge of the pool table, leaving him in a lump on the floor.
“I met our contact. We need to get out of here, before he rabbits on us”
Colt and Mobbex turned toward the door and a sea of angry individuals, set on making sure no one got out of there without taking a proper thumping.
Colt looked at Mobbex. The big man just shrugged his shoulders and they both waded into the brawl.
Outback of the saloon
The drunk came crawling out of the window to. He landed so
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It didn't take long for Grayson and his extraction team to find the Book. Grayson made note on how beat up the ship looked from their Reaver battle.
He smiled as he saw Colt and Mobbex exit the ship, leaving the cargo bay ramp open. He waited a couple of minutes then made his move.
"Let's go," he instructed the Extraction Team. "There are two targets. One rents the starboard side shuttle and the other is their doctor. We need to get them and their stuff off that boat asap."
They walked in and started. Grayson stood in the cargo bay and supervised. The one team supervisor that went to find Oram came back quickly.
"Sir, we'll need a gurney for the Doc," he told him. Then he said in a hushed voice. "I think she's drunk."
Grayson set his jaw at the news that Oram was drinking herself into unconciousness again.
"Gorram that girl-" he muttered as he nodded his approval to get one. His verbal instructions were cut off by the screaming that emanated from abbey's shuttle.
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It was Autumn on this part of Ezra, the cold wind blew the leafs around the busy streets of the city market. Spots turned up the collar of his jacket and hunched behind the thin protection of the wool. he trudged past the artisans pedaling there wears, he was looking for a machine shop, because of the damage that the Reavers brought to the ship he needed to refit the seals and the docking arm for the sacrificed shuttle. As he continued down the street there was a young girl of 16-17 standing on a street corner singing for the money that passerby would toss into here worn cap. The melody floated high over the din of the crowds. When Spots heard it touched a cord deep with in him, he hadn't heard the song sense he was a boy. they stood by old Ireland and they never feared danger
Spots muttered; Glory O, Glory O, to the bold Fenian Men
His mother would sing this song to him as a child, and after the death of his father and brother he would sang those words to Issy to comfort her.
Spots walked close putting some coins in her hat. when she had finished, he applauded then asked her where she had learned the song.
Girl: I was a Slave till I ran when we were off loaded here.
Spots: yes but the song?
Girl; Ok [very confused] On the ship ride here to Ezra, I was crying because I was taken from my parents to repay a debt, and this other girl with eyes like ice, came close and sat next to me and began to sing that song. she was the only comfort I had on that trip.
Spots: [very excited] when when did you get here
Girl; oh i dont know 2 3 days ago t'was sure lucky I run off
Spots muttering; then she might still be here
Girl; what
Spots: did you see what happened to her?
Girl; yeah some Alliance troopers took her away in irons
Spots; god damit god damit... thank you that you so much (as he ran off to find the Captain)
I'll find her I will
o.o.c
this is the song
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She had just cut the wave from Niska when she heard someone behind her, she turned, thinking it was Colt, but was instead greeted by four uniformed law enforcement officers.
"What is going on here?" she asked.
"We are the Extraction Team, ma'am," the lead guy said. "We've been sent to get you out of this dangerous situation. Come with us and we'll be able to move faster."
"Extraction team...?" abbey mouthed as the men started to pick up her belongings and place them in boxes. "Dangerous situation...?"
Then she caught sight of one of the men's ident tag. The division he worked for was the one Grayson did. Her eyes narrowed.
"Did Grayson Cornwell send you here?" she asked.
"Yes, ma'am. He's downstairs coordinating your and the other woman's extraction."
"Whoa.. Whoa.. Whoa..." she started. "I am not leaving. He has no r-"
"Take her downstairs," the leader said, cutting her off. "Mr. Cornwell has the doctor standing by to handle things for you."
"A doctor? Handle things for w-" Then abbey saw red. "Now wait just a minute..."
"No time ma'am. We need to get you out of here," the leader said, interrupting her again. abbey watched as the others started carting her stuff out of her shuttle. "Mr. Cornwell said you might resist."
To her surprise, he threw her over his shoulder and proceeded to walk out.
abbey began to scream, knowing that Grayson was behind this. That he planned all this. That he was taking her away from a place she felt safe for the first time in a long while. And he wanted to "handle" her child. Their child. Colt and hers. Together.
"COLT! HELP ME! COLT!" she screamed as she kicked her legs. This was not going to end this way. She was finally experiencing happiness and she was about to lose it all. Her hands reached up and grabbed hold of the catwalk railing. "PUT ME DOWN! NOW!"
As she held tight, she looked down and saw Grayson standing in the cargo bay.
"You ching-wah tsao duh liou mahng! You have no right!" she yelled at him.
The man carrying her managed to get her hands free and returned to carrying her downstairs.
"You seem to forget that as your handler, I most certainly do," Grayson reminded her. "This whole thing is unsafe. Unsafe for you and unsafe for Oram."
She knew he had his mind made up and he was going to do everything he could to make this move possible.
"COLT!"
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