Treasure 7b

Treasure Ch 7 B a continuation of 7A and yes there will now be a 'C' in this timeline. - Timelines can be mind bending.

The following is a collaboration between the main author, me, and my muse. Yes that 'Jeanne.' My muse did ask a new interesting question, 'is the Drew from 7 A the same Drew as from the Prequel?'

So, if the Drew from 7A had turned around and went home instead of heading out into the bay, would he then have decided to climb Bishop's Peak the next morning? And if so, would he have been snatched there?

Remember my limited understanding of Timelines. Infinite number according to Steven Hawkings. This is why the concept of Timelines is so damned interesting.

I have no idea how long it will be, or what twists and turns might develop. THAT is the magic of life and multiple timelines.

All humans and creatures are over 18 years of age. All humans and creatures are figments of my mind and are not meant to represent any creatures that walk our earth. If one does, please send me an email with a picture or video attachment.

What do you do in a timeline?

Is another timeline 'better' or 'worse?' What is better or worse?

***

His 65th Birthday...

'Drew...it is our understanding that you humans put great importance on celebrating your date of birth?' First raised her head looking at him eye to eye.

"And that gifts are given from ones that care for you?'

'Most do, some like me...well I have had some bad experiences on mine, so I tend to avoid them. Why do you ask?" Drew responded.

"Because today is your birthday and we have gotten you a gift," She stated in a demure way.

Drew was shocked that he had been on the ship for so long, in stasis or a coma probably.

He looked at her, but his mind was blank with shock.

With tendrils intertwined between the three, the slumbering two awoke. The three stood together and communicated with each other.

They turned and formed the formation that was their norm. First held out her hand and then interlaced her delicate fingers with his.

He was 'informed' to follow along as they existed his room and into a white corridor. They traveled a short distance and turned to a wall that promptly disappeared. They stepped in and he turned his head and froze. The room was white like his. It had a bed like his.

This room had a human occupying it, asleep, on the bed, which was just like his.

He looked at the beautiful sleeping face of 'his Jeanne.'

As if on cue, she opened her eyes and promptly screamed.

"Your dead, drowned off Avila." She screamed at him.

Her eyes swept the white featureless room and then settled on the three aliens and screamed again. She pulled the covers to her and backed up into the wall using the pillow as a shield.

He felt joined to the three, their tendrils were wrapped protectively around him. They were confused and wondered why he had acted one way, and she another.

"Well, that went well," he said aloud and smiled at Jeanne.

Drew turned a half turn to the triplets. He did not need to, they were deeply ingrained inside his head, but human is as human does.

'Give us a moment, and yes you can 'listen in,' Drew said to the three as they slowly backed out of the room. The wall flashing open and then closed.

He looked into her eyes and saw the confusion and terror. Those eyes that had held him captive from the moment he saw her on the basketball court in her cheerleader outfit. It seemed to have been 100 years ago.

"Yes, it is me, in the flesh and alive. I was taken like you. They said they would release us soon. Some version of a coming out party is planned.'

He took a step towards her, and she cowered back against her wall. Her pillow shield scrunched more with her long fingers showing the stress. He walked to the wall that faced the foot of bed and put his shoulders there.

He could see some slight calming. She was gathering her wits, and he knew her mental acuity would snap back very quickly.

"It's still my fault though," he paused because he knew deep in his heart, that what he would say next would not be pleasant.

"You see...you are a birthday present for me. They said it's my birthday today and they wanted to get me a gift. A gift to observe human customs."

He looked at Jeanne and she had her mouth open. She was breathing, he could tell from the movement of her magnificent breasts that were mostly obscured with the bunched-up bedding.

She noticed him looking at her partially hidden bountiful cleavage and her confusion turned to fury.

"I am a fucking gift? A kidnapped present for your fucking birthday?" she yelled across the room.

He smiled slightly and shrugged because of the situation, not at her confusion or tone.

'You are an asshole!' She yelled at him.

'Yea...I am getting that a lot lately."

Drew paused, looking at her. He wanted to go and hold her and kiss her.

He also wanted to keep his balls firmly attached to his body. Two options were all he could foresee, stay or go.

He pushed himself off the wall and looked into her eyes. Her eyes always held her emotions. He had literally fallen into her eyes the first time he saw her. He had fallen deep into those eyes many times in their interactions over the years. He had seen lust, love and anger in those beautiful eyes, also sorrow and fear now.

'We...I will leave you for a bit so you can think through this situation." Drew turned to leave, and the wall opened.

"Drew Scott! Don't you fucking dare leave me alone!" Jeanne shouted at him. She was using the teacher's command voice she had used for years while wrangling 3

rd

and 4

th

graders in her 30-year career as an educator.

But the voice was full of fear, and he could see it too in her eyes as he turned to look at her. He turned around half in and out of the open portal and paused. Who was he kidding, there was no choice. He had to go to her. To hold her and cherish her. He had wanted her for 40+ years and she was here in an alien ship because they had explored his mind and saw his deepest desire.

He turned and walked slowly to the bed and slowly sat down on the edge.

'Approach the she-wolf slowly and carefully.' He thought to himself. He felt rustling in his mind and remembered that he was never alone here and may never be again.

The questions in his mind from the triplets were regarding 'she-wolf' made him smile. He was looking away as he explained 'analogy' and Jeanne's anger at being taken against her will,

'At least she does not have an implant,' he thought. The vision and data overload he was just coming to deal with, would drive Jeanne insane. Constant connectivity takes a while to get used to.

'Oh, she does. It is just not active yet,' Drew heard from First and then he hung his head. Drew was just staring at where the wall would open. He was still used to the human way of communication, not the bond that was his new reality.

"Will you please turn and look at me?" Jeanne growled at him. He could hear the fear tangled in the voice that was trying to stay in control.

He turned his head and shoulders to look into her beautiful eyes.

"Always beautiful, I'll always want to look into your eyes, and you know that." He commented softly while holding her gaze.

"Is it really you? Are you real or some type of clone? Are you really alive?" she asked in a rapid fire manner trying to get it all out at once.

"Yes, it's me" he responded with a smile "If you will let me sit up there with you, I'll tell you my story. Then we can do some introductions once you feel you can handle it."

She nodded slowly and looked at the bed next to her. He carefully inched his way over to the wall. He held up his right arm and she slid in next to him. He could feel her tremble as she put her head on his chest.

He dropped his arm around her, and she shifted and snuggled closer. He pulled and helped wrap her in her sheet 'cocoon' so she would feel more protected.

He could feel a distant tingling, sort of a female 'ahhhh' to his actions and protective feeling he had for Jeanne.

He quietly told her his story to date and held her tight even as he descried the alien sex and her arrival.

"So, they are alien sex traffickers?" Jeanne asked.

Drew sort of giggled and then let out a breath. The triplets were horrified, and his mind was full of questions and confusion.

'Give us a little time ladies. Just stay calm,' he sent back to them.

***

He lsat there with the woman he loved wondering to himself what the future would bring. She had always been magical to him. Touching something deep in his soul. It brought out the artist in him and there were sculptures all over his house that had parts of her in each one.

The last weekend they had spent together again brought out the spark in him. They had made love for hours and then gone to bed. He had woken multiple times and just smiled.

She was there next to him. That simple fact was exquisite. He could reach out and touch her naked form, sleeping so close in the big bed.

He had watched her slide out, in the dark, hours after nodding off. Her natural grace and curvaceous body were hypnotic as it passed through the moonlight glinting through the unshuttered windows. The simple act of her going pee at two am in the morning became an erotic sight.

And here she was cuddled up to him. Lost in the overwhelming fact that they were in an alien spacecraft and their lives were not their own, at least in the short term

He remembered it all. The love he felt and has always had for her. The intimate times spent together. The sharing of life, and its glow when she was around.

The light and power she brought to his soul.

***

"Are you up to and ready for introductions?' he whispered to her.

Jeanne did not answer for a bit and Drew did not push. He could feel her muscles bunch up and knew he was going to get smacked, or she was going to get herself ready.

"It would be nice to get some clothes, so I am not wrapped in a toga for my first meeting." She commented.

His mind had already flashed through that thought before she asked. The wall flashed open and First, Left and Right entered the room.

Jeanne tensed in his arms and sucked in a breath but did not scream this time.

First carried a stack of clothing in her hands. Just like Drew's shorts and t-shirt.

First came to the side of the bed closest to Drew and handed them to him. He shifted and then passed them to Jeanne. She took them and looked at the three aliens in the room and slid her sheet wider as she slid the T-shirt over her large breasts and then the same as she slid her shorts on while still covered.

Drew was in constant communication with the triplets on what she was doing. He was in a hurried dialog over human concerns for nudity and privacy.

Jeanne pulled down the covers to her waist and sat still clutched in Drews' arm. Drew had to admit she looked much hotter in the T-shirt than he did. Her large nipples jutted through fabric causing his shorts to tent.

"Are you communicating with them," Jeanne asked, and Drew finally realized she had turned her head and was looking at his face.

He turned and then realized how close they were. He so wanted to dip his head and take her lips in his. But based on the circumstances he did not want to lose a lip if he guessed wrong either.

"Yes, they have given us implants so we can communicate. Yours is off and if you decide to turn it on, it will take some time to get used to it."

"Implant..." she said softly. "Implant!" she stated in a panic.

"It's ok, its ok," he said using a softer voice.

"I had the same reaction."

"It allows all the races to communicate." He continued.

"All the races...How many races...aliens do I have to deal with?" she asked.

There was verbal trilling that Jeanne could hear but it was translated in Drews mind.

"One hundred and forty-two," stated Drew.

"You understood her...it?" Jeanne asked.

"It's her or them...and yes, but in my mind. We don't need to speak, just think about it. It takes a bit to get used to."

"They want to come sit with you. They can also transfer information by touch." Drew paused. "Is that ok?"

Jeanne just slowly nodded her head in affirmation but then reached down and intwined her fingers with his.

Drew was elated that she trusted him so much. She was holding his hand for assurance and trust.

First came to the foot of the bed and Left went left and Right went right. The bed lowered and started to expand.

Drew could feel her start to shake as the aliens slid onto the expanding platform. His arm that encircled her, pulled her tighter and she grabbed his arms in fear.

" It's going to be ok. These aliens are not the greys. These aliens and several others are going to introduce themselves to humanity shortly," Drew whispered.

'It would be much easier to communicate if we energized her implant' came a comment from First.

'One step at a time,' was Drews mental response.

Jeanne started to shake again as Right kneeled on the bed within arm's reach of her.

Drew noticed Rights hair start to undulate and move towards Jeanne.

Drew asked Right to pause, and he turned to look in Jeanne's eyes, which seemed to be sized twice her norm.

"Beautiful, their hair is sort of prehensile and moves on its own. Please be patient, you are very safe here...Promise."

The hair undulated and slid forward in several groupings of what Drew called dreads.

First contact was made by Right and Jeanne went stiff and moaned.

"It's so beautiful," she whispered. The dreads stroked her legs and arms. She did continue to shake but it was more of a shiver.

Drew mentally dove down and was now watching as she was shown the alien culture and home world. They were going off at a rapid pace and skimmed directly into why Drew was taken and the two aliens he had slept with. There was a virus that had changed the birthrate to one male for each 100 female births. And that was only more devastating because of the low virility of the current males.

Being the retired teacher she was, she asked about his virility since he had had a vasectomy. No secrets within the mind, and she was shown all the changes they had made to him to bring him back to peak performance.

They offered her the same, she gave the flash of 'we will see.'

She finally noticed Drew's presence in the miasma that was her confused but learning mind. She drifted over to him, and their avatars looked at each other. He was not sure how it would end but he saw a smile in her eyes and knew he was 'safe' for the moment.

'Safe?' she responded to him. He watched her thinking.

'You may be safe for the moment,' she said with a larger mental smile, 'But not forgiven.' Her avatar crossed its arms and stared at him.

'You and your desires got me here.' She paused again looking around. They just wanted you, fat, dumb and happy so you will keep screwing and impregnating them." She started to tap her foot and it gave her quite the look of the pissed off teacher. Drew thought a HOT teacher, but still a pissed off teacher.

'By the way, the being that you call 'Left' is still waiting her turn. You impregnated the other two and one of the children is a boy. So, you have done your 'duty' and I assume had fun doing it?" she paused, enjoying his confusion.

'You need to get back on that horse and get them all pregnant.'

"Yes, but you're here now," Drew paused with mouth open, he could see where this was going in her mind.

'You were dragged here to save their race. Then they dragged me here to make sure you were a happy boy.' She paused. She looked around her own mind, intermixed with the thoughts of the Triplets.

Then she shocked Drew.

'I want to watch.' Jeanne said with a demure but devilish smile.

***

Drew exited the first introduction meeting with Jeanne shaking his head. 'Jeanne wanted him to sleep with aliens. And to WATCH while he did so?" he wondered to himself.

He heard screams and felt terror from a faraway corridor and started to sprint. He was shocked how fast he could run without feeling his old bones creak and his heart pound.

He rounded a corner and skidded to a stop. There backed into an odd corner were a half dozen aliens of different species. All transmitting terror and mental and verbal cries for help. In an adjacent corridor, security arrived, fully armed and ready for battle.

In the middle of the confusion was a miniature dachshund pup barking his throat out and squared up against a host of alien creatures.

Drew almost laughed. Some of the creatures cowering before the miniature terror could easily snap Drew in half. The looks, feelings and horror emanating from the aliens were beyond pale.

Drew whistled like his grandfather had taught him. It got everyone's attention including the little wiener dog. Drew knelt on one knee as the small barking denizen looked between Drew and his bunched-up prey.

"Beau," Drew called out. The miniature hellion stamped around in a circle looking at Drew.

He patted his thigh and called out to the hyped-up puppy, "You must be Beau. Come here and let's go find your momma." The pup slowly came to Drew and somewhere the pup got a whiff of his momma on Drew. He came waging his tail, grateful for finding a human.

Drew picked him up and got a lick under his chin. "I guess you were snatched up with your mom, huh kiddo," Drew commented while looking into the pups' eyes.

Drew looked around and saw aliens of multiple races coming out to thank him for saving their lives from the small terrifying creature.

He knew he would be late for a meeting, but reuniting the pup with Jeanne was more important. Not sure how the gift was going to be received by the pissed off Jeanne, but...

He entered the room where Jeanne was housed, and she was still with the triplets.

Beau was having none of this crap about being kept from Jeanne. Beau squirmed so much in Drew's arms that he lowered himself to one knee and let the pup loose.

In two bounds he was on the bed and barking his head off at the three aliens surrounding his 'mom.'

The Triplets were terrified by this little creature and rolled off the bed and placed themselves behind Drew. Beau stood as the holy protector and barked from the bed.

Jeanne looked at Drew with an embarrassed look. Especially when she caught the look of terror on the triplet's faces. Jeanne was talking and shooshing Beau and trying to calm him when it all caught up to her.

She started to laugh and then Drew lost it. The triplets and the other terrified aliens did not get the joke.

***

Ambassadors to be...

Drew leaned over and softly kissed an arching, Jeanne. She did not acknowledge the kiss, but he took no annoyance from being ignored. She was at the edge of her second huge orgasm, and he was just enthralled to be part of it.

Hours Earlier

Drew was searching mentally for what to do. He felt that a trap had been set and he was walking into something that would snap shut and rip his time with Jeanne away from him. And that trap was the one true love in his life...Jeanne.

"So...you want to watch me have sex with an alien?" Drew asked cautiously as he could feel the trigger spring of the trap vibrate.

She slid closer to him and whispered in his ear "Yes, I want you to fuck her good, get her pregnant. Then fuck me with your cock coated with your combined juices." She raised her head so they could look eye to eye. She pulled him down into a sensuous explosive kiss.

"Then I want you to fuck me like you did her and leave me dripping as we fall asleep together."

Well, that had Drew hard and ready as they cuddled.