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

“Hey, Jason. How’re you holding up?” He must have said those words a dozen times by now. John was sick of saying them. The phrase made the whole situation seem like a death bed vigil and that was the last thing any of them needed. Life was already difficult enough.


“I’m good,” Jason responded. Worry coiled in his heart at his lover’s breathless voice. “I’m having a hard time ignoring the alarm though. Can’t get the fucking thing to shut off.” Jason chuckled.


At least, there was something he could manage, besides stand and watch like an idiot. “You remember the time we went down to Windansea and had to run from those bike cops when they found me sucking you offbehind the rocks?”


“Oh yeah, that was awesome.” Jason giggled like a kid over the line, oblivious to the rest of the crew probably listening in. “It was June a couple years back, wasn’t it?”


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