"I was wondering if Lars Grendel was going to be added to the list ofthose permitted to pick up and deliver Kissy," I said. I saw a wave ofrelief wash...through her. "Have you had breakfast yet?" Oh ummm, no we haven't," she answered."I'll have a Guardian stand by here so Cherrie can join us," I said."Guardian Pilot Cherrie is elsewhere practicing a few things that Larshas taught her," Keeli said.Over breakfast I finally asked, "And where are you from Lars Grendel?"the name had triggered some. Wasnt long before we were in the box with the lads doing the great to see ya shit and the craic was flyin,sil always fancied nikki and i kinda suspected she had a thing for him too and with the vodka and charlie flowing the dirty dancing was filthy by the time the set was over and we were in the green room tiding up their crap and ordering a taxi to the hotel they were staying at,few more drinks in the bar and we went up to their room to do a few lines......we had been in their room for an hour. Both of her parents had entered the country as children, illegally with their own parents in the mid-eighties. President Reagan’s amnesty program had normalized their status and they had since followed all the rules and were now proud to be citizens -- Republican voters, in fact. Her father owned a handful of dry-cleaning businesses throughout the city, and worked long hours, primarily keeping an eye on the business rather than working the plant anymore, but sometimes he couldn’t help himself. "Meet me in my quarters this evening and we'll have dinner and desert..." he smirked."Sounds good Captain," she said in her cute sexy voice as she sat up looking at him.Captain Pierce walks out of his cabin pondering what's in store for them. Reaching for the controls, he navigates the turbolift to the bridge. Collecting himself, Pierce straightened his uniform and stood tall as the doors opened to the chaos before him. Upon entering the bridge, the crew was scrambling and busy. Red Alert.