But now we’re back together,I tell
myself, and I can live with Dixon’s ignorant remarks because I know
Dylan didn’t leave me for the mission, I know Dylan loves
me. I for one am going to love the look on Dixon’s face when he
hears that we’re back together again. I hope I’m there to see it,
and I won’t hide my smirk then, oh God no. I can hardly wait.
* * * *
The next day finds me alone on the nav deck,
leaning back in my chair and staring out at the stars, thinking
about my boy and how he’s in the med lab right this minute with
Shanley, going over the inventory. If I sit up, I can see the nose
of Parker’s bird out to our right, giving the carrier a wide berth
as he keeps a steady watch. Around me the deck is filled with the
incessant beep beep blip beepof the signal, a tuneless
rhythm I begin to tap out on my knees, steady, regular,
unending.
Then it changes. I wouldn’t have noticed if
I wasn’t keeping time and my fingers missed a beat, another, a