Gunny Murtoc, standing in the hatchway between the shuttle and the ship, gave a nod to some unheard message and turned to face the command group. "Fol...ow me, and stay close. This sector has been secured and prisoners are being rounded up. The sapper crew has completed their assignment and disabled the engines, so it is just a matter of gaining control of the bridge and the engineering spaces."Kat pushed forward eagerly, Bob right on her heels and followed closely by their medic, the Naval. She had brown curly, shoulder length hair, brown eyes and a vicious smile. Tracy had a charm all her own. Sharp witted, direct and sarcastic, but under that is a heart of gold. Tom was 22 and of average stature. Just graduated college with a computer science degree, we was on the nerdy/geeky side. Perhaps he was just insecure. It was a typical New Jersey summer day, hot and humid. Tom and his brother and taken the top off the Jeep the night before. When Tom showed up at Tracy’s, she was. Get out of bed" Darren shouted to me as he opened the curtain, reveling the blind full sun streaming in, "You've been like this all week Ben, and I've had enough, stop feeling sorry for yourself and get out of bed"."Go away Darren, I'm too tired" I shouted at him, pulling the cover's over my face."Ben ... I don't care what you do today, but you are not staying in bed all day, now .. I have to go to work, and if I come home, and your still here, I'm going ... " He stopped before he said anything. “Ah, that’s a good flyer. Very polite, such poise!” She walked over to her and kissed her full on the lips. Not expecting this, Stacey found herself remembering they had recently become rather intimate. “In the spare bedroom there, you will find some things laid out on the bed. Go change into them for me and then vacuum these floors,” she said, motioning toward a door and smirking. “Okay.”“Excuse me?”“As you wish, Coach Natasha.”“Much better.” Stacey had the feeling she was going to.