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A Union of Convenience II	By : Keen Category: M through R > Predator Views: 6268 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�� Isis
woke with a start, her eyes wide, her breath held.
�� The last thing she remembered was
bullets whipping past her, nipping at her sides, darting into her shoulder.
�� Her hand felt the wound on arm,
roughly at first and then softer when she realised she was disturbing the
bandages. Surprisingly there was no pain, but that did not ease her.
�� Yet another time, she woke in a
strange room, but this time she was alone and naked. The fact that she was not
restrained by metal shackles or wires attached to some noisy machine were of
some comfort. In fact, the more she looked around the dimly lit space, she
realised the room was absent of any kind of machinery or furniture other than
the bed she lay on and a lonely chair.
�� There was no real noise either, save
the soft hum from the lights that the lined the room.
�� Isis
eased off the bed and moved around the dimly lit space, looking for a door, but
the wall was seamless. Her hands smoothed along the cool surface as she looked
toward the ceiling, wondering if she, like a child does with a neat bug in a
jar, had been dropped in this place to be kept.
�� The idea made her frantic.
�� Isis beat her fists against the
walls, calling for Heron, Ali�shir, anyone to come find her. When no one
responded, she took the chair and beat it to pieces against the wall, screaming
and hollering until the lights flickered on with blinding intensity.
�� What is the reason for all this
noise?!�
�� Blinking, Isis
turned to the silhouette in the lit doorway, hands on its curvy hips. It had been
so long since she saw the female, Isis wasn�t
sure she remembered her name. �N-Ny�ima?� she stammered.
�� Who else, Isis?� the female hissed,
stepping inside. She rushed to touch the dented walls, �What have you done to
my room you crazy human?!�
�� Isis
hid the broken pieces of chair behind her back, slyly stepping away from the
pile at her feet. �Am I being held prisoner?�
�� Ny�ima paused and stared hard at the
female. �I should have reduced your dosages a bit more,� she said finally. She
gave up trying to mend the wall and approached her patient, �Did you at least
sleep well?�
�� Yes, fine,� Isis
nodded, moving toward the door Ny�ima seemingly created from nothing. She
tossed the bars of the chair away and spread her hands against the cool
surface. It was solid wall again, just as seamless as it was before. Isis smoothed her hand over it in amazement, �How did you
open this thing?�
�� Ny�ima chuckled at the woman,
pointing to the black line at her feet. If she had stayed still in front of it,
the door would have materialised for her too. �I had to get used to it too, but
with newer ship comes newer technology,� she said moving to the wall beside the
bed. A monitor appeared over it, pushing out as a rounded panel, the screen
slowly turning over like a chicken on a rotisserie. The female tapped at the
screen, checking over the read outs and information there.
�� Isis
turned, her brow raised, �New ship?� she repeated. �This is not Ge�tan?�
�� No, you are in Anuvis,� Ny�ima
lifted the woman�s eye lids with her thumbs and checked her pupils. �I really must have misjudged your dosage��
�� Isis
moved her face away, �I am just�groggy and a bit confused,� she lied, not
knowing how much or how little the female had been told.
�� To say the least. You forgot who I
am, your home�.do you remember your name?�
�� Of course,� she scoffed, slightly
insulted. �My name is Isis James. Machinist and Engine specialist for HMS
Whis��
�� Isis
swayed, suddenly light-headed. Her hand shot out to clutch the bed behind her
and stop her from falling to the floor.
�� Ny�ima rushed to her side, feeling
her neck for a pulse. �What is wrong?�
�� I�m just dizzy and� nauseous�� she sighed,
slumping against the bed. Ny�ima helped her onto it and continued to check over
her, assuring her it was most likely a side effect of the medicine she gave her.
Isis tried to think of other things than
throwing up on the nicely dressed female so she kept Ny�ima talking. �Tell me
some more things I should know,� she swallowed.
�� Ny�ima tilted her head, �Like what?�
�� Like how you got here. Why you
didn�t stay in Ge�tan.�
�� You would know the answer to all
those things if you came to visit me more,� she replied. �I know I have been
busy with my healer training, but I consider you a friend and I would make time
to meet with you.�
�� I am here now and I am listening,� Isis said, taking her hand.
�� Ny�ima held her hand back and nodded
with an amused sound, �Very well,� she sighed. �Anything to help you remember.
You will need your wits about you when you meet with the Ro�al.�
�� Isis
began to ask her who or what was the Ro�al, but Ny�ima was off to a healthy
start. After Go�meh personally put Bahdri in charge, Ka�jal moved their family
to Anuvis. Ge�tan quickly became a dangerous place to call home and the pair
wanted a nice quiet place to raise their growing family.
�� Isis�
eyes widened when Ny�ima pushed back her cloak and showed her curving green
belly. The woman laid a hand across the taught and stretched skin, marvelling
at just how big and round it was.
�� I hadn�t even noticed...Ka�jal must
be very proud,� Isis chuckled, feeling
something press back against her hands.
�� Ny�ima closed her robe with a sigh.
�Not exactly,� she trilled. �He is not the father, my other mate, Wa�nul is.�
�� She explained that Ka�jal was away
when she went into heat, enter the ship maker. Literally. Ka�jal was not pleased, but he consented to the union.
He found some small measure of reassurance in the fact that the male she chose
was beneath his station and could never hope to eclipse his status as a Council
Elder.
�� As childish as it sounds, Ka�jal
has called �next� on my womb.�
�� Isis
leaned in, the intrigue evident on her smirking face. �They share you?� she asked, raising her
eyebrow.
�� Never at the same time because
Ka�jal would kill him, but yes,� she beamed. �It is a wonderful arrangement.�
�� I bet,� Isis
chuckled.
�� The female looked like she was in a
daze of ecstasy just thinking about
how they took turns. Isis couldn�t think about
her best sexual encounter without a twinge of pain. She took a steady breath
when she realised the pain was actually physical this time.
�� Isis
looked at her shoulder, bandaged tightly with crisp white linens, and suddenly
remembered how she arrived here. Her mind flashed to image of him, lying on his
back, giant steaming hole in his chest, so close to death.
�� Isis
fought with the lump in her throat to speak, �Is Ali�shir...is he, uh.� She
took a shaking hand to her head and Ny�ima told her to calm herself.
�� Enough, female. He is alive and
well and recuperating in the adjacent room.�
�� Isis
took a breath and snorted, �I knew he was faking.�
�� No, it was quite serious,� the
apprentice healer hushed. �He was very lucky the Elder Pilot got him here when
he did or else�� Ny�ima looked at Isis� face,
her eyes swimming in unshed tears and cleared her throat, packing her tools
with speed. �Let us not think about the �what else,� shall we? Let us just be
glad this holiday of yours is over and everything is back to normal. I will be
back with some proper attire for you, Elder.�
�� Isis
looked at her body and gasped. She completely forgot she was naked until the
healer said that.
�� Sitting up she wrapped herself in
the sheet from the bed, gathering the free edges on the side. She had just
finished tying a suitable knot when the door opened again.
�� That was quick�� Isis
turned with a smile to greet Ny�ima, but found it was Ali�shir striding through
the door.
�� Silently he rounded the bed where
she sat. The wound that sat in his chest was covered by a crisp white tunic
that brushed his knees and was held in place with a heavy belt. There was no
gigantic depression there, no hindrance of his usual stoic and unhurried
stride. Isis reasoned it was her imagination
that made her see it so much worse than it really was, but either way, she was
relieved he was better.
�� Not that she would tell him. Isis could tell by the way he gripped the ends of the bed
that Ali�shir was pissed and ready for a fight.
�� She held her up her hand in protest,
�Don�t start with me, Ali. I�ve just been shot and I�m not in a good mood.�
�� Perhaps you would not have gotten
shot if you were� not so busy trying to
take on forty attackers�without crouching once I am told,� he hissed. �A�rah
would be ashamed her training was so wasted! Why didn�t you stay with Heron like
I told you to?!�
�� Isis
narrowed her eyes at him, �Wait a second�.are you seriously blaming me for getting shot?�
�� Do you not see where you had a hand
in it?� he snapped, waiving his hands about. �Traipsing around on the roof top
like you are not human. And without a cloaking device! What is wrong with you?�
�� Wow,� Isis
blinked, utterly stunned. �Just...wow.�
�� She turned in her bed to face him,
fighting with the peach coloured sheet to swing her legs over the edge, angrily
muttering in her native language. �Just when I think you can�t be more of an
asshole you go and say something like that. Simply amazing.�
�� Ali�shir stared off into space and
then let his eyes settle on the female, �I do not know what you said, Isis, but from your tone I do not think I would have
liked it.�
�� You�re not as stupid as you look
then.�
�� Ali'shir roared. �Speak so that I may understand you female!�
�� It doesn�t matter what language I
speak in Ali�shir, you do not listen!�
�� I always hear what you say, female.
Even when I do not wish to,� he growled. �You never stop talking.�
�� Isis
squared off with the male, her hands on her hips. �You can hear a po�a piss on sand thirty kilometres into
a forest, but you cannot listen, Ali�shir. You hear, but you do not listen.
There is a difference.�
�� And what do you think it is you
have said that I have ignored?� he said folding his arms.
�� It wasn�t even so much what I said,
but what I did. I certainly wasn�t out there on that roof for my health,
�traipsing around� as you put it.�
�� Then why were you out there putting
yourself in danger? Explain this to me, because I am definitely �listening� as you put it.�
�� Isis
tilted her head, noticing his body was posed like hers, his neck and finger
rolling with attitude. �Are you mocking me?�
�� Ali�shir looked at her tiny hands balling
into fists and trilled with amusement. �You wish to fight me?�
�� No,� Isis
frowned. �I wish to kill you right
now!� she screamed.
��
�� The door opened and Heron quickly
strode through. He, as well as the rest of the floor, could hear the pair argue
and decided to intervene before he was told to fly back to another human
settlement. �Isis, I would like it if you
accompany me to my ship.�
�� Heron reached for her but Ali�shir
stepped in his path. �What are you doing here?� he demanded in a soft hiss.
�� Heron moved closer and spoke in a
whisper, �Saving you from yourself, Brother.�
�� You were the one that said I should
come here,� he whispered back. �It is your fault that I am in this fight now.�
�� Heron pulled the male to the side, obviously
frustrated. �I said speak with her,
not vex her to the point she wants to work at your neck with the sharpest part
of a knife.�
�� Ali�shir looked over his shoulder to
Isis who scowled at him, her brows knit and lips pursed with venom. �She is
fine. That is how she usually looks.�
�� Only when she is around you.� Heron
said, shaking his head. �I will take her and you will think of something more
appropriate to say to her other than �it is your fault you were shot.��
�� But it was. She stood on that
rooftop in plain sight, you said it yourself.� Ali�shir frowned, folding his
arms.
�� Heron sighed, massaging his temples.
��to kill the human who shot you, you backward thinking giant.�
�� Ali�shir was visibly taken back. His
hands fell at his sides and he blinked, �Oh.�
�� Heron nodded, �Yes. You think about
that while I try to convince her killing you is not a good idea�although I am
not so certain myself at the moment,� he said giving the male a harsh once
over.
�� He turned around and nearly bumped into
Ny�ima, �Is it safe?� she asked, peering over Heron�s shoulder.
�� It will be,� he answered. �Keep the
Elder distracted would you? Isis will be
escorting me to my ship.�
�� Ny�ima�s mandibles twittered. She
nodded and quickly went to Ali�shir�s side. It just so happened she did have
something important to tell him now that he was awake, but Ali�shir did not
hear a word. He kept his eyes and his attentions on Isis, who in turn did the
same.
�� Come with me,� Heron said, pulling
the woman into the hall by her un-damaged arm.
�� She nearly tripped on her swaddling
as she let him drag her backward. The door materialised cutting off the intense
staring match between she and Ali�shir. She glanced at Heron, realising he had
to notice the lingering animosity. �I liked him better unconscious,� she said.
�� The male scoffed, �No you did not. I
saw your face when you thought he was dead. There was water in your eyes.�
�� Isis
closed her eyes to lose the image that stopped her heart. �I said unconscious,� she corrected. ��and my
eyes were irritated by the gun smoke. Where is this ship of yours, Pilot?� she
demanded.
�� This way,� he nodded guiding her to
the lifts. He chuckled as she stumbled again, her foot catching in the draping
fabric.

�� They road the transport the several
floors down to the bottom level. As they did, Isis
got better acquainted with her new surroundings. The lift�s solid frame was
fashioned out of a polished and heavy gold colour metal, but there were long
glass inserts in its face and back. While it travelled down the shaft each
level could be seen and the inhabitants captured for a moment before breezing
up and away. Isis watched everything whip by
and then turned back to Heron when she realised they had not stopped. Surely
there were others who needed to ride the lifts as well.
�� This is the Lead Elder�s personal
lift,� he said, answering her question.
�� You and he must be good friends,�
�� Like brothers,� he nodded.
�� Oh I hadn�t even noticed!� Isis exclaimed moving toward him. Her hands righted the
cloak he wore, smoothing it over his broad shoulders. �How long have you been a
Council Elder?�
�� I was promoted shortly after I
returned from taking you away,�
�� Ah. Gi would kill you if she knew
you didn�t wear this properly,� she tsked, adjusting it. �How is she by the
way?�
�� Wonderful as usual,� Isis smiled because he spoke so warmly about her friend.
�We recently had a daughter so she is quiet busy but she is exactly how you
remember her. My sons and daughters are a different story however. U�rvan, my
eldest will be going on his first hunt soon to be blooded. Sagar is old enough
that I have started his sparring in preparation for formal training.�
�� And the twins?�
�� They are the cause for most of my
concern,� he said wearily. �Pups U�rvan�s age and older are vying to be their
mates.�
�� Getting to the point where you have
to beat them off with a stick,� Isis chuckled.
�� I do not have a stick,� he said
with a patronising sigh. Isis turned to tell
him it was a joke when he pulled the metal bar from his back with speed making
her flinch. �I use my spear,� he said, springing the thing open. �And my coring
blade. But that was just once and I barely cut the skin.� Heron spun the thing
once and slipped it soundlessly back into it�s carrying case on his back. He looked
down at the woman and shrugged his shoulders, bewildered by her wide-eyed
expression. �What?�
�� You do know there will come a time
when you will have to let them go with one of these males,� she said slowly.
�They will fall in love.�
�� Heron�s hand became twitchy at the
thought, �Not if I can help it,� he grit, reaching for the blade at his side.
�Not for a long long while.� Isis chuckled and followed him out of the lift.
�� They arrived on the docks and walked
the short distance to his ship. He placed his hand on the entrance and busied
himself with various control panels. Isis
moved inside behind him, admiring the vehicle properly. She could hardly
appreciate it during a hale of gunfire and blistering pain. Both physical and
otherwise�
�� Isis
knelt where Ali�shir lay before; the floor was still darkened by his drying
blood. Heron watched her silently from the entrance as she touched the space
and then stood quickly, moving to the controls on the opposite wall.
�� Just as she looked over his ship, he
looked over the female. Save her shorn hair, she was exactly how he remembered
her but something on her hand caught his attention. Heron moved inside and
pretended to inspect what she did, looking at the monitors and controls that
moved the rear of the ship during loading and unloading.
�� So before the unpleasantness, how
was your life in the human settlement?� he asked.
�� Isis
smiled a little, remembering her time there fondly. �New Sussex was
nice. I was taken in by a nice family. I worked on their land.� Heron looked at
her still and she shrugged her shoulders. �There isn�t that much more to tell.�
�� Except that you were going to take
another mate,� he said taking her hand. There was a golden engagement band and
another ring of glittering stones pushed on her finger. �I have not hunted
nearly as much as some in human settlements, but I know what this means.�
�� Isis
balled her fist and hid it behind her back, �Does Ali�shir know?�
�� If I have understood as much, I am
sure he has as well. Is that a problem?� he asked, innocently.
�� Isis
looked past him, wanting to change the subject. �Did you ever find out who they
were,� she said pointing to the wrapped bodies in the hull.
�� Heron chuckled softly, his mandibles
flexing subtly as he moved with her, watching her shuffle awkwardly in the
sheet. He drained the humour from his voice before he spoke, clearing his
throat to sound serious. �The one that Ali�shir killed is Ka�rin from Ge�tan,
by all accounts a seasoned warrior and most likely sent by Bahdri. The other
two are still a mystery. They are without marks of any kind, which suggests
they could be hired-swords.�
�� Isis
took a sharp breath, �Tell me Bahdri would not do such a thing.�
�� You underestimate him greatly, Isis. There are no depths to which Ge�tan�s new Lead
Elder will not sink to.�
�� Isis
looked up and saw Heron�s face pinched in a frown, his mandibles drawn tight
over his mouth. �Heron, what is happening on Ge�tan?� The male lifted his head
and Isis sat next to him, folding her arms.
�If you can tell me, I would like to hear it,� she said in encouragement.
�� His mandibles opened with his mouth
and then shut again as the monitor behind them sounded. Isis
told him to ignore it but Heron shook his head. The ring was special; it meant
his mate was calling.
�� She has already hailed me several
times before. She will be most upset if I do not answer,� He touched the screen
and typed in a code and the monitor flickered to life. Gi was on the screen her
smile brightening as she looked on her mate, her blue eyes glittering like
sapphire gems.
�� Finally!� she exclaimed. �I had a
horrible dream a few nights ago and I became worried. Where you attacked?�
�� Not the dreams again,� Heron
sighed. �Please tell me you did not mention them to anyone else.�
�� No, I didn�t. I know you wouldn�t
be able to live down the shame of your mate�s crazy premonitions but tell me,
my mate, was it right? Where you attacked?�
�� Heron reluctantly nodded yes, �We
were, but everyone is fine. Worry no longer, my mate. I will return soon.�
�� He purred absentmindedly when Gi
took a calming breath. It brightened her smile and the fine features of her
face. She said a silent prayer of thanks to both her gods and his before
looking back to the monitor. Heron noticed her brow wrinkled again, darkening
her face.
�� Who is that behind you?� she asked
craning her neck to see over his shoulder.
�� He turned his head and saw Isis had been drawn closer. She hugged the post at his
back, kept tears in her eyes. She wiped them away when she noticed him staring
at her.
�� That would be Isis, my mate.� Heron
said, nodding.
�� Then get the hell out of the way!�
Gi ordered, moving her hands in the direction she wanted him to go, �Let me see
my sister!� Heron moved where Gi motioned and held his hand out to Isis, leading her toward the monitor. The woman came to
stand in front of Gi and her already bone white complexion paled more. �What
happened to your hair, Isis?� she gasped.
�� Isis
ran a hand over the prickly strands with a smile, �I had it cut,� she said.
�� Heron was thankful she tried to
spare his mate the details but it was useless. Gi saw through the lie and shot
an angry glance to her mate. �How could you let that happen to her? And why do
I see bandages around her arm? And why is she dressed in�� she leaned in toward
the monitor and squinted. �A sheet? Is that a sheet? Is this how they dress in
Anuvis, Heron?�
�� No, my mate,� he said softly. �They
bring her clothes as we speak. She has only been awake a few moments.�
�� They should have been there when
she woke up!� Gi said, folding her slender arms.
�� Heron raised a finger to object and Isis patted him on the shoulder. �Don�t yell at him, Gi,�
she began. �It�s my own fault, when we were being shot at Heron tried to move
me inside the ship but I refused and then I wound up in the healer�s��
�� Isis
stopped talking when Heron groaned. He palmed his face with grief and cast his
eyes down. He wished the woman hadn�t said so much, for once he thought he
would get through a transmission with his mate without hysterics.
�� When we were being shot at�?� Gi repeated with a gasp. Isis� mouth wagged, she could already see the tears well
in the female�s impossibly large eyes. She looked to the male who just sighed.
The situation was far too beyond help now, Gi was thoroughly upset and demanded
to know every detail. Heron, in the interest of peace when he arrived home, was
ready to fill her in when Isis posed a
question.
�� Do you really want to know how
horrible it was for your mate?� she asked. �Do you really want to know what he narrowly escaped? Or would you rather
know he is whole and healthy and cannot wait to see you and his family? I am
your friend and if you like, I will tell you the ugliness behind his bravery
but I do not want to.�
�� Heron held his breath while Gi
shifted in her seat, mulling over Isis�
proposal. To his amazement she shook her head no. �You are right. I do not want
to know,� she sighed. �The dreams he refuses to believe in tell me enough.� She
turned and looked at the male with longing, her eyes wide and pleading. �Tell
me you are coming home soon.�
�� He nodded once, �Right after I
terminate communication with you, my mate.�
�� She smiled then and looked to Isis. �I hope once you are settled, you will visit me. I
have missed you, Sister.�
�� I missed you too,� Isis managed, swallowing back tears. She did not know how
much so until she said the words. She was on the verge of sobbing when Heron
blocked her view of the screen with his body.
�� The male wished his mate a good
night�s rest and said a final goodbye before terminating the call. Isis turned when she felt something brush her shoulder.
It was a swatch of fabric, held between Heron�s fingers.
�� For your irritated eyes,� he said with a snicker. �Is there gun smoke in
here too?�
�� Isis
hissed at him to be silent. �I don�t know what you are so jolly about,� she
said hiding her face. �I only bought you a few more moments. She will ask what
happened when you get there.�
�� She will not have the chance,� he
said with a trill. �Her mouth will be otherwise engaged.�
�� Isis
let her hands fall and looked at him with a scowl. �Don�t be so crude, Heron.
That�s my best friend you�re talking about.�
�� Heron rolled his eyes and pushed the
cloth into her hand, �I meant a kiss, female. A kiss. You are the one with a
filthy mind.�
�� She snatched it from him with a wry
smile and dabbed at her tears. Isis felt him
watching her and asked his forgiveness. It wasn�t the way of the yautja to cry
about anything and it welled ill will inside them to see such public displays
of weakness but Heron understood, not holding the display of weakness against
her.
�� You are human. You are entitled.�
He said simply.
�� I�m glad you understand. I must
have missed her more than I realised,� she said swallowing back her tears and
stiffening her back. She righted herself, willing herself to look as stoic as
she did before.
�� Heron watched her with amusement, �Just
her?� he asked, raising his eyebrows.
�� And you too,� Isis
said, handing him back the cloth. He didn�t take it at first. Instead he stared
with surprise and only took it when she demanded him to.
�� You and Ali�shir are more alike
than you think, female,� he sighed pushing the handkerchief inside his armour,
over his heart where his mate often put it.
�� What is that supposed to mean?� Isis asked.
�� Heron turned to tell her when he
caught eyes with Ali�shir. The male stood outside the ship, looking in through
the front windows of the pilot�s area. �You will learn soon enough,� he said,
patting her kindly on the shoulder.
�� Isis
startled him a little when she turned and wrapped her arms around him in a hug.
�I did miss you too,� she said. �Give
this to your mate for me?�
�� Heron nodded and let his arms fold
over her shoulders. �I will,� he said glancing to the window. �And perhaps next
time you can deliver it yourself.�
�� He pulled away abruptly from the
embrace and Isis noticed where the male
looked. Her eyes narrowed seeing Ali�shir stride toward the ship as if he
suddenly found something inside interesting. Heron watched her face darken with
her scowl and gently eased her away by the shoulders.
�� As a personal favour to me, I will
ask you to be patient with him,� He said motioning the male with his head. �He
often does not know what trouble he has wrought himself until it is too late.�
�� You�d think he learn by now,� she
muttered, making him chuckle.
�� Heron whispered because he heard
Ali�shir approach the hatch of the small ship �Between you and I, I think he is
stubborn,� he hushed. �But as I have said before, he is not the only one.� The
door opened and Heron nudged Isis forward, �Be
kind,� he reminded before striding to his seat.

�� Ali�shir walked into the pilot�s
area and greeted Heron, clapping him about the shoulder as good friends did
before settling his eyes on Isis. He cleared
his throat. �Are you done walking Heron to his ship?� he said stiffly.
�� Isis�
gaze slid from the pilot the male before her, �I am.�
�� Then let me take you back to
Ny�ima. I am sure she has found more appropriate attire for you,� Ali�shir
offered his arm and slowly Isis took it. She
looked back pitifully at Heron for help as he escorted her away but the male
simply waved, his mandibles upturned in a mocking smile, as if to say �good
luck.�

�� Ali�shir and Isis watched Heron�s
ship leave and then moved to the lift. As they walked, the yautja and other
species, she noticed, whispered around them. Isis
could not make it out and they stopped as soon as they neared, so she assumed
correctly it was about her.
�� I�m starting to feel a little self
conscious,� she said watching heads turn back to work and avoid her meeting
eyes with her. �I would say they stare because this is the first time they have
seen a human but for the blooded yautja of age, I know I would be wrong.� Isis watched a particularly long bodied creature scuttle
under a ship on its back; its arms extended to twice the length of its body and
grabbed a nearby tool. The ensuing flying sparks almost hid it�s long and drawn
out features but it turned its face from her nevertheless. Isis
looked back at the lift doors and hugged the sheet closer around her,
�Considering the diversity here, I would think there would be at least one
human on board.�
�� There is.� Ali�shir said looking
down at her. �You.�
�� Isis
playfully pinched his arm and shared in his light chuckle. She stopped when he
did, his body tensing in sudden distress and his attention over her shoulder.
�� She turned to see another yautja
arrive on the lift across from them. A hallway separated the two a few metres
but the male saw Ali�shir and ran to cross the distance, waiving a tablet in
his slender arm. Ali�shir tucked his arm under Isis
and hurried her along toward the lifts with speed. She tripped and nearly fell
over, fumbling with the sheet wrapped around her and bunched at her feet, but
still Ali�shir did not break stride.
�� The doors to the lift open and he
pushed her inside. Isis fell against the wall
inside and looked at the male press the level with hurried cool. The doors shut
and they were on the move before the male with the tablet could reach them but Isis could hear the male shouting through the layers of
metal.
�� Mind telling me what the hell that
was about?� she said, standing upright.
�� Ali�shir clasped his hands behind
his back and spoke quietly, although the just thinking about Nar�un made him
want to holler at times. �That male you saw is the Elder Liaison and always
finds a way to make his presence known at the most inopportune times.�
�� Isis
thought a moment, �The Elder Liaison? Like Bahdri was?� Ali�shir nodded once
and she smiled, �Why is he bothering you then? They only concern themselves
with the Lead Elder.� Ali�shir looked at the female and raised his thick
eyebrows. He faced forward again when the answer dawned on her.
�� Isis, realising the lift they rode
in was the same Heron took her down in, laughed so hard she had to hold her
stomach. �You are the Lead Elder
here?� she cackled. Ali�shir said nothing and she laughed a little harder,
�Tu�shar is amazing!� she smiled. �He tried to pawn you off on Ge�tan and when
that didn�t work he got you put here. The male is a-mazing.�
�� He did nothing of the sort,�
Ali�shir said quietly, watching the levels pass them in a flash of light. �I
took the position willingly.�
�� Isis
folded her arms, holding the sheet tight round her chest, bubbling with
anticipation. �Oh this I must to hear,� she said moving closer. �Why?�
�� Ali�shir glanced at her. He caught
his eyes lingering too long at her cleavage and forced them forward. �I had my
reasons.�
�� And I�m asking what they were,� she
teased, poking his side with her elbow.
�� He stiffened at the slight jarring
nudge and his tone changed, becoming almost a warning growl. �Do not ask me to
explain, Isis,� he said crisply.
�� Ali�shir resumed staring at the
passing levels and Isis took a step back,
looking at mirrored doors. The moment of light-heartedness was sufficiently
stamped out by his sudden firmness, leaving awkward silence to linger like foul
vapour.
�� Gazing into the golden tone of the
polished metal, Isis began to realise how
foolish she was. They were so oddly paired from the start. The disparity in
their size, standing together like they were, side by side, said as much. He
was yautja and she human. Did she really expect him to run up and hug her that
first instant he saw her, tell her he missed her like she had him, when he
could not even carry a conversation without cutting her to the quick? Get real�.
The doors opened and Isis strode out
first, bunching the sheet at her side. The healer�s floor was familiar
territory and she could find her room without his help yet for some reason he
still followed behind her. But he wasn�t the only one. Another body followed in
secret, moving behind the windows in one of the delivery rooms. They were careful
as to not be seen but Ali�shir glimpsed them regardless.
�� If you want to finish your
conversation with your Liaison you can, I got it from here.� Isis
said, turning to face him.
�� Ali�shir pressed her forward by the
small of her back, �Just keep walking,� he said hurrying her in the opposite
direction.
�� Isis
looked over her shoulder, watching as a petite female stepped into the hallway
�Are you hiding from her too?� she asked, seeing the female fold her arms and
pose angrily.
�� Do not make me explain, Isis.�
�� Then maybe she will,� she snapped.
�� Hearing that irritating platitude made
her twist out of his arms and gracelessly stumble to face the female who now
strode toward them. Isis was going to
encourage the female to say what she wanted to Ali�shir, but there was no need,
the female boldly took the initiative.
�� Lead Elder Ali�shir,� she said,
slinging her hips. Her voice was as seductive as her walk, throaty and wanton.
�It has been too long.�
�� Isis
stepped aside as the female glide forward to stand directly in front of
Ali�shir who was stiff in posture and uncharacteristically nervous. He glanced
at Isis and then S�amar, his mind working steadfastly to find a solution that
would not end in fighting and violence. The Elder Healer�s husky voice jarred
him from his thoughts.
�� I am upset that you have not had
the presence of mind to apologise for what you said at our�meeting,� S�amar deliberately paused so the implication would not
be mistaken, but the human appeared to be denser than she thought or maybe not
understanding of the yautja language.
�� The woman was preoccupied with her
bandaging while the two talked, patting the patch that crossed her shoulder to
stop the itching. She looked positively nonplussed with the conversation, which
Ali�shir was secretly thankful for. It meant he could make his point expressly
clear.
�� I meant what I said, Elder Healer,�
he said looking down on the slender female.
�� Oh I know you did.� She grit,
stepping forward. S�amar held the tablet in her hand as if she was readying to
break it over her knee. �When I went to find you the next day I was told my
clearance had been revoked. I was no longer allowed on your floor.�
�� Any future meetings between you and
I will be conducted in the Council Chambers and only there, Elder Healer.�
�� It is probably for the best,� she
said coolly. �If I was given a chance to be alone with you again, I would
probably cut your throat while you slept.�
�� Isis
paused from neatly tucking the ends of her bandage and looked up at the female.
Her gaze volleyed back and forth between the Elder Healer and Ali�shir until
the male spoke, rattling low in his throat.
�� S�amar.� He hissed her name like it
was a disease. �I think it is best you leave now before I grow upset and
remember that you have threatened the life of the Lead Elder.�
�� The Elder Healer swallowed thickly
and turned, clutching the tablet to her chest. There was not a shred of warmth
in Ali�shir�s eyes or tone. He was just as cold and unfeeling when he dismissed
her before. S�amar struggled to hold her head up as she walked away but Isis could see the pain in the female�s stride.
�� You hurt her, Ali� Isis said watching her move down the hall. As she turned
to duck into one of the rooms, she could glimpse her wiping at her face with a
fist, brushing away tears. �The time you two spent together meant a lot to her.
You should apologise.�
�� Ali�shir was stunned. Isis had followed the conversation from start to finish,
yet nothing hinted at her anger or outrage. If anything she looked sad, her
sympathies with the female who now sat in her private chambers sobbing. �But
she threatened me,� he said. �You heard her!�
�� Isis
patted him on the shoulder, �Don�t be so childish, Ali. She only did that
because she is very hurt and she wanted you to know it. Go do the right thing
and console her.�
�� I will not. Her behaviour was
unacceptable. She understood expressly when we began what our relationship was
and how it would end.�
�� Isis
rolled her eyes, her nose crinkling in utter repugnance, �Never mind how
disgusting you just sounded saying that,� she inhaled. �She obviously didn�t
understand as much as you thought because she is crying. Now, no more excuses,�
she said, pointing down the hall with her other hand on her hip. �Go and see if
you can salvage your friendship at the very least. You both sit on Council; I
imagine it will make things uncomfortable if you do not.�
�� Ali�shir turned and faced the
female. �Why are you telling me how to fix this?� he asked gruffly. �If I did
not know any better I would say you want
me to mate with the female.�
�� It may calm you down some,� Isis said touching his arm. The muscle was contracted so
tight his bicep was hard as stone. �And why are you so angry at the
suggestion?�
�� The male turned with a roar,
�Because you are my mat�� Isis raised her head to look him in the eye and Ali�shir
caught himself. He closed his eyes and reigned in his anger and frustration to
growl under his breath, �Because you are making this more complex than
necessary. I am already handling this to my satisfaction,� he said quickly.
�� Isis
folded her arms again and shrugged her shoulders. �Fine. Whatever you think is
best. I just hope this isn�t a trend. You keep pushing everyone away and you�ll
wind up alone in the end. And possibly crazy,� she said moving to her room. She
stood in front of the strip and the door opened just like Ny�ima promised. He
watched the woman carefully walk into the room, the fabric bunched in her
fists.
�� Alone,� Ali�shir chuckled. �I
cannot imagine that would happen. You would not pass up the opportunity to yell
at me at least once a day.�
�� You are right,� she smiled. �And
while I am here, I will make it a point to bother you.�
�� Ali�shir paused and titled his head,
�While you are here?� he repeated with questioning.
�� Isis
nodded. �Yes. Before I leave,� she said walking to the bed.

A/N: Thanks for reading, kindly review�even if you don�t review kindly. chancelor22: Haha,
I am a bastard when it comes to misdirecting. I�m happy to see it worked as
intended. Don�t worry about the beta thing, they are
entitled to Holidays too! I just stated that so people wouldn�t tell me I�m
missing a semicolon or something, I know it�s effed
up grammatically. I want them to read and tell me if they liked the content, �s all. Happy Holidays to ya!
LovyDovy:
I�m so thankful for
your comment�and not only because you said you�re
going to keep your psychic Ms. Cleo prowess out of my little noggin. I kid, I
kid. Theorise away, it�ll be a challenge to do the opposite of what is expected
and I�m up for it!
[Edit 24 December 2008]: Thanks kayla! I can't believe no one else caught that!
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