" She nodded, sighed." She nodded, sighed. I leaned over and kissed her furry cheek. She smiled and said, "I'm sorry. I don't feel much like kissing tonight." I shrugged. "I know. Sorry, too." "So," she said with a smile. "How was your day with Donna?" "You mean now that Josh took the American delegation and Teena took the Soviets? It was good." "There's something missing from your bookshelf." "You mean my Eldarfaroth collection?" She nodded. "I gave them to Donna. With a nickname like Hyzen I figured she should have them." P'nyssa shook her head gently and said, "You've carried those books around with you for a century, and you just gave them to Donna like that?" I nodded. "She deserved them. I've read all four so many times I've got the entire story memorized, line by line. She loves them as much as I do, and it was time to pass them on. I've always got reprints, sweetheart." She nodded. "You did a good job with her." "We did a good job, Nyss. Both of us. Working on Carroll and Donna brought us together. I did the workup and you did the pregnancy, but we did it together." She crawled up the bed and slid under the covers. "Love you," she said. "Love you too," I said as I crawled in next to her. Sleep came with habitual speed. An hour later, I heard shouts and running. There was a scream, and something in Anglic I didn't quite catch. "Dave?" I mumbled. There was no answer. A chill ran down my spine. "DAVE!" I shouted. P'nyssa woke to the shout. There was still no answer. "Shit!" I said, jumping out of bed, heedless of my naked state. I jumped for the grav access. Nothing happend. |