Authors: Lolita Lopez
Menace shook his head. “I’m nurturing her trust in
me.”
me.”
“Smart move,” Vicious said. “Take it slowly. There’s
no need to rush these things.”
Menace figured there was no one else he could trust
with the big issue in their relationship. “She wants to
postpone conception of our first child.”
Vicious shot him a surprised look. “I see.”
“Is that going to be a problem?”
“They’l bring you in for a mandatory reproductive
health check if she hasn’t conceived in six months.”
Menace’s eyes widened in shock. “They have that
authority?”
Irritation crossed Vicious’ face. “It’s in the smal print
of our Grab contracts. I wouldn’t have known either if
Halie…”
Menace heard the pain in his friend’s voice. “I’m
sorry, Vee. I didn’t mean to bring up a sore subject.”
“It’s fine.” Vicious inhaled slowly. “I don’t care if it
takes Halie ten years to conceive our first child, but
these fucking population laws are putting undue stress on
her. It makes her feel like a failure. Knowing she’s in pain
and that I can’t fix it makes me feel like a failure.”
Menace was certain this was the first time in al the
Menace was certain this was the first time in al the
years he’d known Vicious that his friend had ever
spoken with such emotion. “I don’t know what to say,”
he admitted finaly.
“There isn’t much to say,” Vicious replied matter-of-
factly. “Biology is a bitch.”
Another thought struck him. “Can they intervene in
your bond?”
Vicious’ jaw tightened. “The clause concerning that is
vague. It’s been threatened on other men.”
“So if Orion succeeds in forcing me to give up Naya
—”
“It would set a dangerous precedent,” Vicious said.
“I won’t let them take Naya,” Menace vowed. It
wasn’t just his and Naya’s bond at stake. It was Halie
and Vicious’ too. “Can the doctors here do anything to
help Halie?”
Vicious nodded stiffly. “She’s undergoing testing next
week. We’re hopeful.”
“And if it doesn’t work?”
“We have a sympathetic doctor. He and I have
discussed an option that would give Halie and me more
time.”
time.”
“I hope it works.”
“It wil. It has to.” After a moment’s pause, he asked,
“Why doesn’t your bride want children?”
“She wants them, I think, just not now. She’s been on
her own since she was a child. Her mother and brother
abandoned her, and her father was kiled by a Merkorian
when she was only nine. She seems to have a hard time
trusting and depending on another person. I understand
her concerns with bringing a child into our union so
quickly.”
“Is this your way of asking me to sign your petition for
contraception?”
Menace faced him. “Would you?”
“Of course.” Vicious frowned. “Why would you think
otherwise?”
“I know you’re very traditional when it comes to
things like this. Now that I know what you and Halie are
dealing with, I wasn’t sure.”
“Menace, my personal feelings on the issue have
nothing to do with it. I have no business getting involved
in the private discussions and decisions between couples.
If you approve of her request, I’l expedite the petition
through my office.”
through my office.”
“Thank you.”
Vicious waved his hand. “You’re not just one of my
soldiers, Menace. You’re my friend. I want you to find
the same happiness with Naya that I’ve found with
Halie. If getting her a contraceptive device does that, so
be it. Just don’t pin your hopes on an approval,
Menace.”
“I haven’t. I made sure Naya understood how unlikely
it was that permission would be granted.”
“Even if I can manage to get the petition approved,
they might only give you a few months reprieve. These
damn population laws are so invasive.”
The doors to the elevator opened. Menace fel into
step behind Vicious, folowing the protocol of their ranks.
Vicious crossed the lobby of the ship’s headquarters but
didn’t go to his private space. Instead he took Menace
to Orion’s. A pair of medics sat in chairs just outside the
ship commander’s office. Both jumped to their feet and
saluted Vicious who gave them a quick at-ease. The
admiral’s secretary rose from his desk and knocked
twice on the door before opening it and announcing
them.
them.
Menace trailed Vicious into Orion’s office. His gaze
settled on the face of the sky corps pilot who wanted to
chalenge his rights to Naya. He’d seen the man around
the
Valiant
but didn’t know him wel. The pilot sat in a
motorized chair and had his immobilized leg in a harness.
A smal medication pump had been attached to his wrist.
Menace wondered if he was even competent right now
with al the painkilers running through his system. Broken
leg or not, Menace was ready to kick the man’s ass for
distressing Naya.
Admiral Orion leaned back against his desk. Just as
tal as Vicious, Orion had the brown hair and hazel eyes
common in the first generation of children from Grabs in
the Angolier sector of the solar system. With his arms
crossed, he looked annoyed by the whole situation.
“Vicious.”
“Orion.”
The admiral sighed. “Menace, you know why you’re
here?”
“I do, sir.” Menace glanced at the pilot. “That man
wants to take my wife.”
“She fractured my damn knee so badly they can’t fix
it! What am I supposed to do now? Hobble my way
it! What am I supposed to do now? Hobble my way
through another Grab?”
“Flare,” Orion sharply reprimanded his airman.
Flare gritted his teeth. “Sir.”
Orion gestured to Flare. “He claims that the woman in
question deliberately led him into a trap and caused him
great injury. This injury prevented him from Grabbing a
woman and may have even ended his career.”
“That’s the risk he took when he entered the Grab,”
Vicious countered. “We al signed the same forms. If he
was reckless enough to folow Menace’s woman across
uncertain terrain, the consequence rests solely on his
shoulders.”
“Agreed,” Orion replied, “but Menace can run again
and find another bride. Flare has multiple surgeries and
months of therapy ahead of him. They may have to send
him back to Prime and you know the bride situation there
isn’t exactly thriving. If he’s bounced out of the sky corps
because of his injuries, his standing among prospective
brides won’t be nearly as positive.”
“I sympathize with your man,” Vicious said, “but you
are talking about tearing apart a couple who have spent a
day and a night together. If we were back on Prime, this
day and a night together. If we were back on Prime, this
kind of thing would ignite a blood feud.” Vicious slashed
his hand through the air. “No. Menace Grabbed her.
They’re bonded. It’s done.”
Orion looked amused. “Is that a threat, Vee?”
“It’s a fact, Orion. If you try to take Menace’s wife
away from him, you’l have every member of the land
corps aboard this ship rising up in revolt. I shouldn’t have
to remind you that my force outnumbers yours three to
one.”
Orion’s smile faded. “I’m quite aware of the balance
aboard
my
ship.”
Vicious exhaled roughly. “Let’s not do this, Orion.
We’ve been friends and coleagues too long to alow
something ugly like this to occur under our shared
watch.”
“Is that your way of teling me you have a proposal?”
“My wife remains in contact with friends on the
surface. She’s aware of a handful of women who
desperately want to leave Calyx.” Vicious addressed
Flare. “Would you be wiling to consider one of these
women as a potential bride?”
Flare’s angry expression softened. “There are women
Flare’s angry expression softened. “There are women
who want to be married to Harcos men?”
“The town Halie comes from is a terrible place.
Women there are given no opportunities. For many of
them, being chosen in the lottery for the Grabs is like
winning a one-way ticket out of hel.”
“Flare, I’m going to urge you to consider the general’s
offer,” Orion counseled the captain. “You’ve seen the
general’s wife?”
Flare nodded. “She’s very beautiful.”
“And sweet and modest,” Orion added. He shot
Menace a disapproving look. “I hear the woman he was
unlucky enough to grab is a shrew. You can take
Menace’s foul-mouthed harpy or you can choose a nice,
gentle woman who actualy
wants
to leave her home and
start a new life with a brave Harcos man.”
Menace bristled at the admiral’s description of Naya
but let it slide. He recognized that Orion was actualy
helping his case in trying to dissuade Flare from pursuing
his claim to Naya.
“Is it legal?” Flare’s question calmed Menace’s frayed
nerves. The man was considering Vicious’ option.
“It is,” Vicious assured him. “The arrangement would
be treated the same way as the matchmaking services
be treated the same way as the matchmaking services
from Harcos Prime.”
Flare gestured to his ruined leg. “I can’t go down to
the surface to get her. How do I know one of the
members of the team you send won’t claim her for
himself?”
It was a valid question. The tricky unclaimed-property
laws made it very easy for another man to swipe a new
bride. After the last Grab, there had been a massive
brawl aboard the
Arctis
when a land corps sergeant had
taken a pilot’s new bride and barricaded her in his
quarters. The Special Response Unit led by Raze had
ended up blasting the door down to get them out but the
bride was so enamored with the sergeant’s brash
“romantic” act that she’d refused to go back to the pilot.
To say it had been a clusterfuck of epic proportions was
the understatement of the century.
“I’l go.” Menace held Flare’s disbelieving gaze. “I’m
happily matched to Naya and have no reason to take
your woman. I’l go down to the surface and safely
escort your bride back to you.”
Flare narrowed his eyes in suspicion. “Why should I
trust you? Can you honestly say I’m not your enemy
now?”
Menace scoffed. “Enemy? We’re brothers-in-arms.
Am I irritated that you scared my woman? Yes. Am I
going to hold it against you? No. You’ve earned the right
to a wife and a family. Naya didn’t mean to cause such a
traumatic injury, but she was partialy responsible for
your current predicament. My wife’s debts of honor are
mine. I intend to make this one right.”
Flare nodded stiffly. “Thank you, Menace.”
Orion pushed off his desk and straightened. “So it’s
settled? No more talks of blood feuds and mess-hal beat
downs?”
Vicious smiled. “I think we’ve managed to head off
disaster.”
“Good.” Orion shook Vicious’ hand and clapped him
on the back. He stepped forward and offered his hand to
Menace. Voice soft, he said, “That bit about caling your
wife a harpy? I didn’t mean it.”
Menace gripped the man’s hand. “Understood, sir.”
“I’l leave this to you, Vicious. Wil Raze’s team
handle the extraction?”
“Yes,” Vicious confirmed.
“I’l give you Zephyr for this mission. He’s my best
“I’l give you Zephyr for this mission. He’s my best
stealth pilot.” Orion walked to his desk and tapped his
communication unit. “Hunter? Send in the medics and cal
Zephyr into my office.”
“Yes, sir.”
A moment later, the medics entered the office. One of
them used the controls on the back of Flare’s chair. The
other waited by the door. Menace watched the broken
man leave the office. He couldn’t shake the sympathy
eating at him. It wasn’t completely Naya’s fault the man
had hurt himself so badly. It was simply a freak accident,
but for a military man in his prime to lose it al because of
something as stupid as a roling log? It was almost too
painful to consider.
Menace received a nod of dismissal from Vicious and
started out of the office. Just as he left, he heard Orion
ask Vicious, “Are there truly many women who want to
marry and leave Calyx?”
“There are. Why? Would you like one of them? I
could make the arrangement for you.”
“No, no,” Orion quickly replied. He laughed