Tylar Daire is the navigator on a space mission whose focus is to discover a cure for a mysterious illness killing colonists on Terra. The crew consists of the captain, a soldier for protection, a scientist to study the virus, Tylar himself, and hot-shot ace pilot Rion Z'ev. From the moment Tylar and Rion meet, sparks fly. They try their best to keep their growing relationship from the others, but when they're alone on the bridge during the day, or holed away in the sleeping quarters at night, they can't keep their hands off each other.<br><br>Soldier Jareth is an old friend of Tylar's. When he begins to suspect he's caught the virus they're trying to cure, he swears Tylar to secrecy. But Jareth gets worse, until he can't hide it any more, and he collapses out in the field. Will the crew be able to defeat the virus, or is it too late to save them all?

Navigator's Log

Jareth can’t hide it any longer. He’s


so damn sick. I should’ve told someone sooner.


this morning, as usual. Jareth was sniffling and his eyes were red,


bloodshot, but he said he just didn’t sleep well last night. He


looked at me as he said it, as if waiting to see if I’d call him on


it. I didn’t. I should have but I just couldn’t. He made me promise


not to say a word, didn’t he? So I kept quiet.


chamber and watched as they dressed, pulling their biohazard suits


over their flight suits, then their boots, then their air tanks,


then their masks. Jareth had his tank on his back already and was


fooling around with his boots, clomping first one foot then the


other, trying to get them to settle right on his feet, when he lost


his balance. He fell back and, even through the hermetically sealed


glass, I could hear the hollow clankof his air tank hitting


Chapter 12