When contact is lost with Mission Control, Commander John Dennington isn’t overly concerned. Such hiccups in communication are common. The first inkling of the larger problem occurs when he sees the very shape of the world change before his eyes.<br><br>John must ease his crew into a new mission and keep the Station together by any means necessary. The crew jeopardizes their chances by fighting his orders, but Jason Weiss, his mission specialist and the light of his life, makes John’s situation more bearable.<br><br>The smallest malfunction to Station or crew would spell the end for six astronauts trapped high above a ruined Earth. It’s their mission to carry on. Random chance of the universe hasn’t operated in their favor so far, but John is determined to see them all safely home.

Expedition 63 Book 1: Dusk

“You having one over on me? Because it’s not fucking funny.” Turlach exclaimed. His tone was an incredulous, cold anger.


Jason bet himself that ‘Lach’s face was near purple with an angry frown firmly fixed to his mouth. “Iwish I was, ‘Lach, but I’m looking at the reading right now and it’s dropped another five minutes offin the two since I informed you guys. So, now what?”


“Can you get to another airlock?” John demanded. “Harmony’s is clear for use.”


“Do I have a choice?” It was a rhetorical question and they all knew it. He had a rough estimate of an hour thirty to get back to the P-truss and around the Kibo, to the Shuttle’s docking section. Under normal spacewalk conditions, the truss wasn’t to be crossed on a whim. They were supposed to head in and come out elsewhere. But what could he do?


Saito came over the line. He sounded annoyed. “Get moving. You have no time to squabble about this.”


Chapter 41