Worlds Apart...

*Ruth*

As things quiet down in our little life pod. My thoughts turned to the ship that we saw blow up.

Looking at Mitch as he pour glasses of champaine, I start to wonder if he knew what had happened.

Being an agent for the Federation of Freedom was one of the most important things I have ever done in my short life. And I would give my life and soul to find the terroist who have givin our Earth thier time of fright in these times of terror.

And to find the one tribe that killed her beloved.

*WOW did you two see that blast? I wonder what happened?*

Looking at Carla I notice that she fidgets a bit with her glass and looks under her eyelashes at her husband, Mitch with uncertaintly.

*I don't know Ruth but what ever triggered that blast I hope the poor souls on the ship got out safely even if we have not heard from anyone.* Mitch was a bit worried as he stated that thought.

*Well lets see what happens next. Do either of you know how to run this pod? I mean... I am such a clutz with mechanical stuff, I have no idea*

Keeping up my appearance as a lady of a pleasure house could be a bit hard when all I want to do is run over and put in the corrinates in the computer pad on the wall.

*I don't know Ruth, you did pretty good in finding out what was going on in the room.... btw... that needed a password.. how did you have one?*

Looking at Carla I started to think of a good reason when Mitch gave me one without knowing I was desperatly trying to think one up.

*Oh hon you know that everyone has a password on the ship... everyone on our level anyway. It was in the brochure*

Smiling towards Mitch, I give Carla a wink and sit back to drink my champaine and think of ways to figure things out as we wonder through space... not knowing what we are to find......
 
*Mitch*

We all rested after the horrors of the previous day and fell asleep giving way to the nightmares of the people that had been lost. It seemed I had slept for days as the disaster played over and over. In truth I had only been asleep for 6 hours and awoke to the familiar feeling of a dry throat due to the champagne and the need for some breakfast… or was it lunch? …. Or dinner? I had left my watch onboard and right at this moment I needed coffee and food before I would be able to handle complex questions like ‘what time it is’.

The life pod was well stacked indeed. I hadn’t realised how big it actually was when we first escaped into it’s sanctuary all those hours ago. Looking round I guessed that it was probably the size of a fairly large yacht back on Earth (possibly 30m long by 10m wide) and had various rooms to keep the guests happy while the rescue party arrived.

I made coffee in the small galley along with some scrambled eggs and buttered toast. I hadn’t noticed that the smell of the cooking had awoken Carla who had crept up behind me, and nearly jumped to the ceiling as she blew in my ear and whispered...

“Morning darling… mmmmmmmmmmm coffee… pour me some will you?”

“I’ll bring the jug and some cups out there to the small table babe, is Ruth awake yet?”

“No she’s still sleeping Mitch… so don’t make too much noise…. Let the poor dear rest for a while.”

Carla and I sat at the table sharing breakfast and drinking the coffee. Ruth was sleeping on the other smaller sofa but from where I was sitting I could see that she had moved in her sleep. Her head lay at the other end away from me, and she was now on her back with one leg cocked up at right angles laying against the back of the sofa. The other leg was now trailing the floor, causing the shimmerette sheet that she had round her to slide down half off her.

I could see more and more of the top of her thigh being uncovered as the sheet so slowly slid down. I must have been staring because Carla said…

“Hello… hey… are you listening to me?” At which point she looked behind her a saw the reason for my distraction. She looked back grinning…

“Ahhhhhhhhhh… so that’s where your mind was just now huh?”

“Um….. er….. I um…” I stuttered embarrassed at being caught and realising that my thoughts had made a big impact on a certain part of my body that was now wakening and in need of his own kind of ‘breakfast’.
 
*Carla*

There was no doubt about it. Ruth was a very attractive woman and Mitch was indeed a healthy humanoid male. He was going to be distracted by her as much as myself. He had already tasted the thrills of having us both, or should I say, did we enjoy sharing him?

Mitch was getting horny. But during our sleep, or my efforts to atleast try to sleep, I could not forget what I had done. They taught me well during those eight days at the training camp. They taught me not to get emotional over the number of lives that would be lost. But somehow, all of that psychological training was begining to become meaningless. I was as evil as the rest of them and I did it to make us happy. I was selfish.

"You ok darling?" Mitch asked, running his hand over my thigh. "You seem lost in your thoughts. Good ones I hope?"

"Yes....I was thinking."

We both looked at Ruth who began to wake. She stretched, and her beautiful figure was displayed in all its magnificent splendour.
Then she looked at us both. "You two eating? Anything left for me? I am so hungry."

"Its the air supply in these pods." Mitch began to explain. "It's laced with some kind of chemical that keeps you from getting stir-crazy, locked up in confinement, that sort of thing. Makes you feel good about yourself, hungry and also.."

"Horny?.." Ruth replied, smiling "I know."
 
*Ruth*

I could hear them talking... and the sound of silverware and plates. The smell of food and coffee was starting to make my tummy growl a bit.

Peaking under my lashes I could see Mitch staring at my thighs. Getting a tingle down my spine at his hot look was almost my undoing in letting them know I am awake.

Streaching to let Mitch and Carla get a good view of my legs and arched back, I figured it was time to wake up and hopefully get some answers. That ship did not just distroy it's self.. someone. or something helped it long.

"You two eating? Anything left for me? I am so hungry." I looked at them both and I felt a slight stir in the air like it was charged with some kind of pulse.... a sexual pulse...
"Its the air supply in these pods." Mitch began to explain. "It's laced with some kind of chemical that keeps you from getting stir-crazy, locked up in confinement, that sort of thing. Makes you feel good about yourself, hungry and also.."

"oh yeah.... I know... I can feel it from here. To bad I left all my sex toys and great pills on the ship... I had some interesting stuff in there."
Winking at Carla, I saw the look on Mitches Face. "uh... your not going to bring out a man hungry alien again are you?" Mitch looked a bit nervious at that posability.

"Not that I know of Mitch. Unless you plan to be a bad boy on this trip." Laughing I grab the sheet and throw it around me in a greekish form and walked to the table, poured myself a cub of coffee.

"So whats on the agenda for today my sexies?"
 
*Mitch*

Ruth asked what we were going to do today but my mind was elsewhere. Looking out of the starboard window there was something… something strange… something I couldn’t put my finger on where the liner used to be. As much as I stared and concentrated I still couldn’t make out what it was at the point where the explosion happened… but I knew that something was there because some of the wreckage was drifting towards it.

Had I had a few more moments to think it would have dawned on me what it was and perhaps we could have moved away to a safe distance… but fate took a hand and my attention was taken away when I felt a hand run down my face. Carla had been talking to me while I pondered and getting no reply she had moved closer to me and reached up to run the backs of her fingers over my temple.

“Mitch…. Hello is anyone at home?” She said with a smile as I jumped at the touch and turned to look at her.

“Sorry babe… Uh what were you saying?”

“I was saying that the stuff in the air must be getting to you, were you in dreamland just now or just trying to work out if we can salvage some of those pills that were onboard the liner?”

As usual when she smiled I was lost in her eyes, and all thoughts of the impending doom were forgotten. She winked at Ruth who had come to sit the other side of me and she pulled my head down gently until our lips met and we kissed a long slow seductive kiss.
 
*Carla*

When Mitch kissed it was as if some power became released within him that transfered to me. This time it was still as sweet as ever, but something was on his mind.

"Ay! I think under these circumstances you could consider sharing." Ruth said, in a joking yet serious manner. She was right. Like myself, she needed to be loved. All of us did and with that aded ingredient in the air supply it was hard to resist.

Mitch switched from me to Ruth. I watched them both as they embraced in their kiss. His hands pulled away the sheet that covered her body, exposing her firm breasts and his thumb glided gently over her nipple. I could feel it myself just by watching. The tingle running through her as he did it, and the power of his kisses.

Suddenly the pod jolted. Mitch landed ontop of Ruth and I seemed to float towards the control panel, noticing the red warning light flashing.

"What was that?" Mitch asked.

"I thought it was your amorous attentions for a moment." Ruth replied.

"No! Look at this!" I shouted. There was an unusual reading on the screen and words flashing "DANGER - graviton alert".
I was not used to such technical data. Mitch came up and I watched the colour drain from his face as he read the screen.

"Holy shit!" he murmered.

"What does it mean?"

Ruth looked over his shoulder at the screen and then at me. "Well I know what it means for sure. Whoever caused this situation in the first place has now created one of natures most amazing phenomenon........."

"A Black hole." Mitch replied, still gazing at the screen.

"Oh no!.....they said it would be rare for a neutron star to transform so quickly into a black hole. There wasn't enough mass to do it......" I suddenly realised I was thinking aloud. Ruth looked at me.

"Carla? Who told you that?" she asked.

"Oh, nobody........I was thinking aloud......sorry."

"No darling. You said 'they'. Who did you mean?" Mitch enquired.

Now they both looked at me. Did they suspect that I had something to do with the destruction of the liner?
 
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*Ruth*

Looking at Carla I knew I was right. The Federation thought it was Mitch that might be the agent. But from what Carla just said I now know who was responsiable for the liners disstruction.

"Carla, you have to remember what they told you. I don't care about the reason, or what. Whats done is done. But as a Federal agent I can help and correct what is going on... but I need to know what kind of bomb you planted."

Looking over at Mitch I could tell he was a bit dumb founded. Clearly he was in as much of a quandery as I was in this matter.

"Mitch, you look a bit off. I need your help here."

Mitch looked toward Ruth then toward Carla. "You planted a bomb TOO????"

Carla gasps.... "Oh Mitch, you too?"

Clearly these two were a bit more into what they done. which leaves me to deal with the problem.

Punching in my password and code for the agency I try and correct the gravidational pull that we are being sucked into... feeling the jets start and the pod move a bit away from the black hole, suddenly the jets stop and as I hold on to the control pannel I see Mitch and Carla hug and talk in whispers, while floating up to the ceiling. "HOLD ON!!!"
 
“We have real problems here ladies. It seems that our bosses decided to make absolutely sure the liner would be destroyed and unbeknown to either of us they secretly gave us both the same orders.” I paused for a second to gather my thoughts before continuing.

“This brings us to the million dollar question… if one bomb can create a neutron star and later on turn into a black hole… what will TWO BOMBS do?”

My mind raced as the implications of a simultaneous explosion started to filter through.

“I don’t fully understand the mechanics but I do know that ‘something’ is forming out there that we don’t want to play with. So the immediate priority is to get the engines back online before we enter whatever it is that’s pulling us in”.

Ruth was running through the data banks to look for emergency procedures whilst Carla and I set about performing computer diagnostics. Then Ruth shouted that she had found “Emergency Engine Restart Protocols” and flashed them to my monitor at the pilot’s seat.

By this time the ship had picked up more and more velocity and was hurtling towards a strange vortex being fuelled by the awesome power of the collapse of two neutron stars.

“Okay strap yourselves in girls, this could get a little rough” I said and punched the button to cold start our engines.

There was a massive jolt as the engines came online to combat the gravity pulling on us. We slowed slightly but were still moving towards the vortex.

“This is no use, we haven’t enough power and I’m already running the reactors at 120% that is way past the maximum safe limit. Going to try to use the speed and gravity to attempt to slingshot around it.”

It was a desperate manoeuvre… but our only hope. I kicked in the thrust and we shot forwards at an unbelievable speed until we were entering the rim of the vortex and then I transferred all available power to the side thruster’s hoping we would skirt the edge and then careen off out into space.

It looked for a second like it might work, but the pull of the vortex was just too great we went into the event horizon. I expected the gravity to increase as we entered and then pull us apart as a black hole would do. This however was something quite different, and the gravitational pull actually decreased once we were inside.

“This is weird” Carla said and looked at me with a questioning glance.
 
*Carla*

Ruth pressed a few more buttons and brought up more stats on the screen. "You two really have caused problems.....good job I'm here," she told us. "And stop whispering.....I'm here too and I can do my share of helping out ."

“This is weird” I looked at Mitch. "Shouldn't we be crushed or something now?"

"Yes..." Ruth turned to both of us. "I think I know what is happening. It's a long story, so for now wait for what comes next."

"Next?" No sooner had Mitch said it, the whole pod seem to go hazy. As I looked around everyone was bathed in a red light and I found it difficult to move, as if something was holding us in restraint.

It lasted what seemed only a few minutes and then everything was back to normal.

"What the f..." Mitch cried out.

"Exactly!" Ruth replied. "Well.....I knew something would happen, but I wasn't sure what. I knew we would get throuh it, but I am not sure where we are at."

I looked out of the port and there was just blackness with stars scattered around in various luminosities. "Looks normal."

"No way!....say goodbye to the universe you knew. Welcome to a new one." Ruth said. "I'm going to miss the old one a lot."
 
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