.. new experiences." Brad, I gave you... everything!" she pleaded."Now, Becky, that's blackmail!" he accused. "I'm going to pretend that I didn't hear...it." Here's something that you better not pretend that you didn't hear," she blurted out. "I'm pregnant! How do you like that?"Brad's body stiffened as the 'p' word hit the air. He quickly recovered. "What would that mean to me?" he asked.Becky's eyes widened. She was unsure if what she felt was anger or fear. "It's your baby, too!" she blurted. " You don't remember anything else?" I asked dumbfounded.She shook her head and looked embarassed. The lab was a secure environment. No one could enter our lab or any of the labs without proper credentials."So you just remember that you were going to work late then waking up in the office?" Yes. I know I worked because I have the cannister." She picked it up off the counter.The cannister! I snatch it out of her hand. She gave a perplexed look."We need to test this before we send it out," I. She's not a vulgar bitch nor a "try any drug" girl. She just lives a cool life by her parent's while finshing economics studies. She had a couple of boyfrineds but nothing really outstanding and their sex life was rather average. Now she's single. In order to get some money, she still goes for the babysitting stuff she's done for many yeras now, including by those neighbours down the streets who know her from years and hired her for a very long time.This evenig again... They went out to a. "Gentleman this is Admiral Kenneth Thompson, his sister Jenny, and his parents John and Martha Thompson. Our orders are to infiltrate one of the many medivac shuttles that have been rescuing survivors in Reno. We will take the shuttle, hold the crew hostage, fly up to the ship, and capture it. We are to arrest any officers we see on protective custody orders, and then turn the ship over to the military. This is a direct order from the president." Full combat mode, double up on C4 explosives,.