All intimate relations are 18+. Enjoy.
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It had been close to two weeks since Billy had been shot. Marcella really wanted off the ship before the interrogations were done. There was a very high possibility that she would be exposed as an inside agent and that would be bad for her. It had taken some time but she had finally managed to get a call made.
She wasn't sure why it had taken so long but had to figure it was related to the entire mess. Once it was connected Marcella looked relieved. "Ricky it is so good to see you. I want to come home but we are being kept here for further observation." A tear artfully trickled down her cheek. "The Sholan's and Swiss have treated us well but being here keeps bringing back memories. I need to get away from here."
Rick gave her a pleased smile. "I know since I have been trying to get a hold of you since it was announced who was on board the pirate ship. They kept telling me that you were undergoing treatment and therapy." When the tear trickled down his hand came up and touched the screen. "I understand and will see what I can do to get you released. We have some fine therapists here as well who can help you. Can you wait a little while longer?"
When he reached out and touched the monitor she gave him a watery smile. "As I said they have been treating us well so I can survive a while longer but the sooner I am home the happier I will be." And alive which was a nice idea. She would be off the planet fairly quickly as well so if her name did come up they wouldn't be able to get to her. "Love you Ricky and I hope to see you sooner than later." The call was disconnected and she sighed before standing and slowly left the room.
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As soon as they were disconnected Ricky sent a message to an anonymous account. He indicated that he needed instructions on the handling of a sensitive package. He also indicated that it was very time sensitive so the sooner he received instructions the better. Once the message was sent Ricky leaned back and knew that he would probably have instructions later that day. If Marcella was turned damage could be done to the organization and how they operated. There was a very good chance she would be ordered eliminated. He didn't like that idea but he did understand the need.
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Sixth received the message from Ricky shortly after he had sent it. There was a small delay since it had been routed through so many portals and network connections it wasn't funny. He reviewed it and sent a message to First for instructions. They might end up having an actual conversation but chances were good it would simply be a message. Face to face conversations were kept to a minimum even if they were virtual.
Once he was done he walked out of the secure room and to the officer in charge of the Russian forces. "I need a quick meeting with General Ustinov." He stared at the General's secretary till the woman made the call.
"General your attachΓ© needs to talk to you briefly. Lt. General Pricops indicated that it is urgent." She listened for a moment. "Please go in sir. The General has a few minutes before his next meeting." After pressing the button to unlock the door she went back to what she had been doing.
Pricops walked into the room and after ensuring the door was securely closed settled down in a chair. "I received a message that our insider is requesting recovery. Do you have any instructions sir?" Pricops was the contact but the General was in charge of the sixth directorate.
The general leaned back and glowered at the desk. The insider had been very useful over the years but with her in the hands of a telepathic race was of great concern. "Retrieve her and then eliminate her and her controller. If their flight goes down in an accident it will draw far less attention than if she was taken off planet. Get First on getting her freed using his channels."
Pricops nodded since that was pretty much what he had expected. "Consider it taken care of General. I will keep you updated on the retrieval and elimination." He had been working with the General for years and had actually brought him into the Organization.
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Under Secretary Nelson received the message and sighed. The Sholan's were being such a pain in his ass. Maybe if they had come later it would have been acceptable but as of now they were a major road block. The organization was still in the process of revamping their plans to take them in account. Also operations of the fleet had been restricted for the moment which was causing problems as well.
The men manning many of the ships were not pleased with being restricted to the bases. It was both they disapproved of not getting any treasure as well as lack of access to new women. Most of the women were prisoners and well used and cowed. He didn't like that aspect but it helped keep the men and some of the women happy. As far as he was concerned once they had taken over many of the crews would become disposable.
After contemplating what to do he finally started working on a message to his seniors about the women being restricted to the ship. He did not specify Marcella since that would draw attention to him. Some of the points he had made included lack of communications, lack of access by their families, and not being allowed to go home even if for a short time. Once he was done he forwarded it to his boss and then went back to his normal work.
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The cell door opened and the usual two guards were there for him. All that really indicated was another day of interrogation but at least it got him out of the cell. He knew he was probably going to die but if he gave them enough information maybe they would be quick about it. He had no urge to find out what hanging or a firing squad might be like and would far prefer the needle.
"Flight Engineer Sing come with us." The guards accent was thick enough he almost couldn't be understood but after so long it didn't matter since he knew what was coming. He stood up and held his hands out for the shackles and followed the first man down the hallway while the second followed behind him. The room they were taking him to was a plain white with only a desk, two chairs, and a lie detector and voice stress analyzer.
The other chair was all ready occupied and when he came in the woman looked up and nodded to the two guards. They led him over to the chair and secured the shackles to the heavy steel table. "Good morning Engineer Sing. I have some more questions for you but before that I would like you to read this document." She slid a plascopy over for his review.
Now this was different and actually briefly caught his interest. He started reviewing the document and was rather shocked at just how much information they had gotten from him. He had tried his hardest to toss in confusing descriptions of parts of the ship. It was his hopes that they would fry the hidden storage device that contained the route to one of the bases. The last page detailed the probably results of this and especially if he went to trial. "Fine, so what does this mean for me?"
She didn't smile but she knew she had him. "Tell us truthfully the answers to the questions we have and a deal might be worked out. If you accept and the information is accurate and detailed you may be offered a new identity. You will be given sufficient funds to survive on but you will be in a secure location for the foreseeable future." Give him a light at the end of the tunnel and the worm will head for it.
Sing actually looked shocked when she said that. He knew, deep down knew, that he was going to die. He didn't want to in any way but he had known he was going to die. Occasionally the guards would slip and make comments on the execution and how it was going to be done. One of their favorites was facing one of the Sholan warriors. They still had some sort of code duello and all of them were chafing to get their claws on him. What he didn't realize was that this was carefully scripted based on his psych profile.
Sing leapt at the chance. "Ask me what you want and I will tell you everything I know. If I do end up being executed I ask that it be quick and not public. I don't want my family any more traumatized than they already are." When the woman started asking questions he answered everything he could.
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This time when Billy woke it was right after being brought out of the cryo chambers. He was still hurting and couldn't do much but at least all the tubes were gone. Billy corrected himself, the really annoying tubes for taking care of bodily waste. He still had an IV and though disconnected a chest tube just in case they needed it. There had been three to start with and by the time they had tanked the two of them he was down to one.