Prologue: Missing
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ericadawn16Title: When All the Stars Were Falling
Characters: Time Agent, Vanessa, Zoe, Jayne, Mal, Simon, Kaylee, Inara
Rated: PG-13 ANGST MPREG AU
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: The Time Agent is forced into another assignment.
Author's Note: This has nothing to do with Iefan or Knocked Up or their stories. This chapter is a crossover with Firefly/Serenity that takes place after Serenity.
Masterlist: http://ericadawn16.livejournal.com/140297.html
Previous Chapter: Prologue: Kal lea ipspo
Prologue: Missing
“Ughh, Trea kissed me!!” the boy complained and ran to Vanessa. Trea grinned again although the Tchoktchea candy stick that she held in her hand had made her lips and teeth temporarily black. The woman soothed her son as Karori held a beckoning finger to the girl.
“No,” Trea refused and shook her head, her beaded braids clacked together. Her mother nodded and continued to beckon.
“No,” she continued, working herself into a mood, “No, no, no, no!”
“If you don’t come here this second, I’m coming to you,” he warned as Vanessa commented, “She behaves when I’m in charge.” Apparently, she’d already forgotten the incident from the previous night.
“Trea!” he called in a low voice.
“Some of us are content with desk jobs. Perhaps that would be best for her, what if you’d forgotten to remove your special lip gloss and kissed her?”
“The two of us are doing just fine. If you’re tired of our agreement, then I’ll find other arrangements for her when I’m away,” he spoke as Trea continued to suck her candy, daring him to make good on his word.
“That’s not what I want, but I think there might come a time where you have to choose between being a Time Agent and your daughter,” said Vanessa, “Doesn’t it kill you bit by bit with every war fought?”
The words stung with the truthfulness in them. He looked away before concentrating on the giggling girl.
“But we’re not doing this for us, we’re doing it for them,” he almost spat, rising up and picking Trea up in one arm who laughed. Not even looking back, he carried her out of the park and started for a restaurant.
“You have to be careful who you kiss. I don’t want any man or boy or girl, for that matter, hurting my little girl,” he spoke, his blue eyes looking intently at her brown ones. She could already fight him off, but he was allowed inside her mind where the only male in her thoughts at the moment was him. He hoped she wouldn’t have to learn the hard way some day.
“Kal lea ipspo,” she said and kissed him on the cheek.
“Kal lea ipspo,” he repeated in one of the languages he grew up with on the Boeshane peninsula and then in English, “I love you, too.”
“Ooh!” she exclaimed and pointed to the animal on display on the sidewalk, wanting down.
“That’s a baby Macra,” explained Karori with no interest in putting her down. Instead, he reported the sighting to local police with his wrist-strap.
“Baby?” Trea asked of the crab creature that was the size of a dog.
“They get much bigger,” he answered, looking for an owner but seeing no one. Then, the crab lunged. Karori yelled for the crowd to leave, but was unable to save himself. A huge claw smacked him in the leg, forcing him to fall with Trea in his arms. He made sure that she only hit into his chest, but his head smacked duracrete and blacked out. It was for less than a minute, but when he opened his eyes, the Macra was immobilized and his little girl was gone.
“Trea!” he shrieked. This had to be a new talent of hers. She had learned to be invisible like learning to read minds…had to be.
“Trea! This isn’t funny! Stop it right now.”
Where had all the crowd gone? There was no one around and he was shaking, she couldn’t be gone.
“Did you lose something, Karori Dharma?” questioned a voice behind him. A chill ran through him and he spun around to grab the other man by the throat. His opponent was too fast and blocked his move.
“Sulis Lunum,” Karori hissed, “where is she? What have you done with her?”
“She’s safe and will stay that way until you complete a job for me,” spoke the blonde in a cold manner, befitting of the first Time Agent to break away from the agency.
“What happens if I just call in the authorities or look for her on my own?” the concerned parent asked, not wanting to help him. Sulis got a crazy gleam in his hazel eyes and smiled as he replied, “I’ll kill her.”
Karori had absolutely no choice.
“What do I have to do?”
“You have to return a girl in 2515 to her parents,” explained the man, his hands clutching the edges of his beige coat. Karori folded his arms and waited for the explanation to come. It didn’t.
“That’s it?”
“That’s it. Simple really, but needing that special touch of yours.”
“Tell me everything on her.”
“I knew I could count on you,” the other stated and pulled up an image on his wrist device of a young woman with brown hair.
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Paquin was as average as they came in this system in the 26th century.
“Dirt, dirt and…more dirt,” he commented to himself as he sat by a window in the local drinking establishment. There was only one “town” on this rock and he’d been told this was the right place and time. Nothing he could do but wait and try not to imagine what his girl was going through.
A few hours passed when there was the sound of shooting from outside. He had a pretty good idea that was who he wanted, so he exited and headed towards them. Two local townies that he’d spied earlier were fighting some space pirates who included the girl he was looking for. The “helpless” girl was fighting a third attacker until he grabbed his crotch in pain. This would be interesting.
However, first, he’d have to get shot. Karori took out one of his pistols and shot at the townie before being rewarded with a return shot, right below the heart. He knew how to get shot and not die from it. The skirmish didn’t last much longer before the local two were on the ground and a woman with curly dark hair was looking down at him.
“We can’t just leave him. He’s hurt,” she complained.
“You can’t mean to take him with us.”
Karori saw her give him a look that could not be refused.
“When do you stop being so hormonal? Jayne, help the guy aboard.”
Jayne was a large man, with several inches on Karori, and did not look one bit happy with this transportation job. They were met at the bay by a dour young man and a redhead holding an infant.
“Hoban!” the curly headed woman acknowledged and took the baby in her arms.
“Who’s this?” asked the dour man.
“A stray that Zoe picked up,” explained the man who had wished to leave him in the first place.
“Well, he’ll need attention,” the dour man confirmed, “bring him up.”
The pain was becoming more distracting as they traveled through the ship and he had to lie down in the infirmary where the doctor knocked him out.
“Mummy! Mummy! Where are you?” cried Trea in a way he’d never heard before.
“I’m right here, baby, always,” Karori called back and he could see her, but he couldn’t touch her, no matter how hard he tried. He woke himself up to hold her physically except that he was on a space vessel and didn’t know where she was. No one was around so he allowed himself to cry.
“I will get you back, Trea, I will,” he vowed aloud and sat upright despite the stabbing pain in his chest. Gingerly, he stepped his feet on the floor and stood up. They couldn’t have left him alone for very long since it was plain that they didn’t trust him and Karori wouldn’t have trusted himself either. He wandered until he heard voices.
“I don’t like him,” said the voice he believed belonged to Jayne.
“I have to admit that I agree,” the doctor spoke, very reluctant.
“Well, the universe must be coming to an end,” a very droll voice commented that he thought belonged to the captain, “because Simon agreed with Jayne.” Karori made a mental note that the doctor was named Simon.
“Oh, Mal, be serious…” a female voice chastised that, despite being a complaint, felt like honey to his ears. He inched from behind the door for a better look. In contrast to the other females, she was dressed in finery that showed off her figure and had a dignity to her that he hadn’t seen in quite some time. She was gorgeous although her hand rested on the captain’s knee in a possessive manner.
Prologue: Warning
Characters: Time Agent, Vanessa, Zoe, Jayne, Mal, Simon, Kaylee, Inara
Rated: PG-13 ANGST MPREG AU
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: The Time Agent is forced into another assignment.
Author's Note: This has nothing to do with Iefan or Knocked Up or their stories. This chapter is a crossover with Firefly/Serenity that takes place after Serenity.
Masterlist: http://ericadawn16.livejournal.com/140297.html
Previous Chapter: Prologue: Kal lea ipspo
Prologue: Missing
“Ughh, Trea kissed me!!” the boy complained and ran to Vanessa. Trea grinned again although the Tchoktchea candy stick that she held in her hand had made her lips and teeth temporarily black. The woman soothed her son as Karori held a beckoning finger to the girl.
“No,” Trea refused and shook her head, her beaded braids clacked together. Her mother nodded and continued to beckon.
“No,” she continued, working herself into a mood, “No, no, no, no!”
“If you don’t come here this second, I’m coming to you,” he warned as Vanessa commented, “She behaves when I’m in charge.” Apparently, she’d already forgotten the incident from the previous night.
“Trea!” he called in a low voice.
“Some of us are content with desk jobs. Perhaps that would be best for her, what if you’d forgotten to remove your special lip gloss and kissed her?”
“The two of us are doing just fine. If you’re tired of our agreement, then I’ll find other arrangements for her when I’m away,” he spoke as Trea continued to suck her candy, daring him to make good on his word.
“That’s not what I want, but I think there might come a time where you have to choose between being a Time Agent and your daughter,” said Vanessa, “Doesn’t it kill you bit by bit with every war fought?”
The words stung with the truthfulness in them. He looked away before concentrating on the giggling girl.
“But we’re not doing this for us, we’re doing it for them,” he almost spat, rising up and picking Trea up in one arm who laughed. Not even looking back, he carried her out of the park and started for a restaurant.
“You have to be careful who you kiss. I don’t want any man or boy or girl, for that matter, hurting my little girl,” he spoke, his blue eyes looking intently at her brown ones. She could already fight him off, but he was allowed inside her mind where the only male in her thoughts at the moment was him. He hoped she wouldn’t have to learn the hard way some day.
“Kal lea ipspo,” she said and kissed him on the cheek.
“Kal lea ipspo,” he repeated in one of the languages he grew up with on the Boeshane peninsula and then in English, “I love you, too.”
“Ooh!” she exclaimed and pointed to the animal on display on the sidewalk, wanting down.
“That’s a baby Macra,” explained Karori with no interest in putting her down. Instead, he reported the sighting to local police with his wrist-strap.
“Baby?” Trea asked of the crab creature that was the size of a dog.
“They get much bigger,” he answered, looking for an owner but seeing no one. Then, the crab lunged. Karori yelled for the crowd to leave, but was unable to save himself. A huge claw smacked him in the leg, forcing him to fall with Trea in his arms. He made sure that she only hit into his chest, but his head smacked duracrete and blacked out. It was for less than a minute, but when he opened his eyes, the Macra was immobilized and his little girl was gone.
“Trea!” he shrieked. This had to be a new talent of hers. She had learned to be invisible like learning to read minds…had to be.
“Trea! This isn’t funny! Stop it right now.”
Where had all the crowd gone? There was no one around and he was shaking, she couldn’t be gone.
“Did you lose something, Karori Dharma?” questioned a voice behind him. A chill ran through him and he spun around to grab the other man by the throat. His opponent was too fast and blocked his move.
“Sulis Lunum,” Karori hissed, “where is she? What have you done with her?”
“She’s safe and will stay that way until you complete a job for me,” spoke the blonde in a cold manner, befitting of the first Time Agent to break away from the agency.
“What happens if I just call in the authorities or look for her on my own?” the concerned parent asked, not wanting to help him. Sulis got a crazy gleam in his hazel eyes and smiled as he replied, “I’ll kill her.”
Karori had absolutely no choice.
“What do I have to do?”
“You have to return a girl in 2515 to her parents,” explained the man, his hands clutching the edges of his beige coat. Karori folded his arms and waited for the explanation to come. It didn’t.
“That’s it?”
“That’s it. Simple really, but needing that special touch of yours.”
“Tell me everything on her.”
“I knew I could count on you,” the other stated and pulled up an image on his wrist device of a young woman with brown hair.
*********************************************************
Paquin was as average as they came in this system in the 26th century.
“Dirt, dirt and…more dirt,” he commented to himself as he sat by a window in the local drinking establishment. There was only one “town” on this rock and he’d been told this was the right place and time. Nothing he could do but wait and try not to imagine what his girl was going through.
A few hours passed when there was the sound of shooting from outside. He had a pretty good idea that was who he wanted, so he exited and headed towards them. Two local townies that he’d spied earlier were fighting some space pirates who included the girl he was looking for. The “helpless” girl was fighting a third attacker until he grabbed his crotch in pain. This would be interesting.
However, first, he’d have to get shot. Karori took out one of his pistols and shot at the townie before being rewarded with a return shot, right below the heart. He knew how to get shot and not die from it. The skirmish didn’t last much longer before the local two were on the ground and a woman with curly dark hair was looking down at him.
“We can’t just leave him. He’s hurt,” she complained.
“You can’t mean to take him with us.”
Karori saw her give him a look that could not be refused.
“When do you stop being so hormonal? Jayne, help the guy aboard.”
Jayne was a large man, with several inches on Karori, and did not look one bit happy with this transportation job. They were met at the bay by a dour young man and a redhead holding an infant.
“Hoban!” the curly headed woman acknowledged and took the baby in her arms.
“Who’s this?” asked the dour man.
“A stray that Zoe picked up,” explained the man who had wished to leave him in the first place.
“Well, he’ll need attention,” the dour man confirmed, “bring him up.”
The pain was becoming more distracting as they traveled through the ship and he had to lie down in the infirmary where the doctor knocked him out.
“Mummy! Mummy! Where are you?” cried Trea in a way he’d never heard before.
“I’m right here, baby, always,” Karori called back and he could see her, but he couldn’t touch her, no matter how hard he tried. He woke himself up to hold her physically except that he was on a space vessel and didn’t know where she was. No one was around so he allowed himself to cry.
“I will get you back, Trea, I will,” he vowed aloud and sat upright despite the stabbing pain in his chest. Gingerly, he stepped his feet on the floor and stood up. They couldn’t have left him alone for very long since it was plain that they didn’t trust him and Karori wouldn’t have trusted himself either. He wandered until he heard voices.
“I don’t like him,” said the voice he believed belonged to Jayne.
“I have to admit that I agree,” the doctor spoke, very reluctant.
“Well, the universe must be coming to an end,” a very droll voice commented that he thought belonged to the captain, “because Simon agreed with Jayne.” Karori made a mental note that the doctor was named Simon.
“Oh, Mal, be serious…” a female voice chastised that, despite being a complaint, felt like honey to his ears. He inched from behind the door for a better look. In contrast to the other females, she was dressed in finery that showed off her figure and had a dignity to her that he hadn’t seen in quite some time. She was gorgeous although her hand rested on the captain’s knee in a possessive manner.
Prologue: Warning
