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her. A wall of
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four Gattonians appeared in front her, arms ra ised to fire on the Dargons at
point blank
range while she vanished. She arrived on th e trans-pad and promptly fell to
her knees
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and then on to her butt in a muddled, uncoordinated heap. She liked it much
better when
Zorroc held her, she decide d, looking around as she gained her footing.
Sycor stood
alone behind the console; she started toward him just as the Gattonian party
returned
looking victorious and reeking of Dargon guts.
Recognizing Zorroc instantly, she charged him like a torpedo. He caught her
in a
fierce hug that told her more about her na rrow escape than she wanted to
know. He
swung her up and started toward the panel be fore stopping, turning and humbly
thanking
the crew for their support and Cat's life. Four mouths dropped open as Zorroc
proceeded
out of the trans-pad room.
He began speaking non-stop, unable to help himself. He had her.
"We were unable to simply transhift you up, as we had planned, the Dargons
were
closing in on you too swiftly. We needed a wall of sorts to separate you.
"Ugh, the stench is almost unbearable, we bo th need to get clea n; then I
will lie
down with you and hold you until you drift off to sleep." Although at that
moment, he
feared he would never let her go again. She remained quiet, too quiet. He
glanced down
to find her fast asleep. He smiled. His mate had had another very busy day.
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Chapter Ten
"Where are we?" Cat wanted to know. Dee sat perched on the side of the
platmat
looking concerned but unflappable and of c ourse voluptuous, gorgeous, and
fresh as a
morning breeze. Cat figured her own appearance would be an exact antithesis
of her
friend's. Ugh. Then she remembered what had happened which set off a barrage
of
questions that began firing from her lips. Th e first being, "Where is
Zorroc? I know he
was with me, right? And, how can you be here? Aren't you supposed to be on
Zeba II?
How long have I been asleep? Am I back on Ze ba II? Did they drug me, or
something?
Sheesh, I'm confused," she admitted, finally out of charges.
Dee thought she had good reason to be c onfused and commenced explanations.
"We're on the small ship that came to your re scue, they call it a Pod. We're
approaching
the mother ship that was sent to intercept us." Dee had watched her friend
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sleep for the
last ten minutes, not wanting to wake her from mind healing rest. Zorroc had
assured her
that Cat had not been harmed but Dee wanted confirmation from Cat's own lips.
"Zorroc
is assisting with the landing arrangements," she continued, "and sent me to
wake you so
you could dress and be ready to meet the crew of the Miramid."
Cat looked under the covers and colored noticeably. Dee hid a grin. She
wrapped
herself in the blanket, hopped off the mat, and proceeded to the clothes cove
asking Dee
to keep talking while she dressed. Dee had to admit that she seemed
absolutely 'Cat
normal'.
"I was one of the crew members chosen to extricate you from the Dargons but
at
the time you only had eyes for your cat man," Dee complied sounding genuinely
amused.
"You probably wouldn't have recognized me anyway. Damn, covered with Dargon
guts
twice in one day, I stayed in the clean-room for forty minutes.
"But we sustained no injuries, Cat; it was a clean operation, unless you
count the
innards of the Dargons, that is. I'm sure they're not too happy at this point
in time."
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Cat emerged from dressing with emerald eyes flashing and moist, "Thank you
for
coming for me, I couldn't ask for better friend; but what were thos e
Gattonians thinking
to allow you to participate in something so dangerous. The Dargons seemed
excessively
fond of females but whether for food or sport, remains unknown, and thanks to
you and
the others I ll never find out. Jesus Dee, if I'd been there any longer I
don't think I'd be
here any longer," she shuddere d at the admission. Cat filled Dee in on the
surreal
particulars.
"You clapped, you actually clapped?" Dee groaned; she didn't know whether
to
laugh or pull out her hair at Cat's blatant audacity. She had a habit of
recklessly charging
in when she should be standing back and weighing her options. "Did it ever
occur to you
that he might have taken offense? What if clapping constituted some form of
scathing
insult, requiring death? Sweetheart, we're not in Kansas anymore," she
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