Bard Welstaad is a model Uni-Fleet officer. He’s not sure what his unit is to accomplish, marching up an icy peninsula in the frozen hell of Gelada, but without his NCO, Gordon Farrell, he knows he could not keep the unit together fighting off Snow Wasps and the savage deadly cold. Not until tragedy strikes does he admit the big sergeant means much more to him than simply being his right hand man.<br><br>Gordon Farrell idolizes his captain, who represents everything he reveres. The threat of imminent death finally forces him to admit the strength of his feelings as he fights to save Bard’s life. With death stalking at their heels, they can only hope to live long enough to share more than a single incredible night. Fate seems to conspire against them at every turn. Still they cling to the frail hope that somehow their love will find a way.

Fire on Ice

Dick found half a dozen wounds that were deep enough to be salved and stapled. He worked quickly and soon had them taken care of. “That should do it,” he said. “Soon as he comes to you need to get some hot food into him if you can. Got any soup?”


“I can fix some,” Gordon replied. “And I’ll add some of the high-energy powder if he can keep it down.”


“Yeah, that’d be good. Holler if you have any problems or he shows any bad signs. I don’t know what else we can do right now. He ought to be coming around pretty soon. I checked his temp. It’s up to ninety-six or so now. Seems to be rising. Better wrap him up again, though, just to be safe.”2


Chapter 4