The Maggie Gray Trilogy - Omnibus Edition: Maggie Gray Trilogy

By Milissa L. Story

Maggie Gray raised in rural Montana by her uncle after a house fire claimed the lives of her parents, at eighteen she was eager to leave the United States of Western America to see the world. Thirty years later she is The Federation's top assassin and has seen worlds beyond Earth only to learn the real threat is much closer to home.

Jack Wagner, Guardian has lived on Earth for over eight hundred years protecting those who were destined to change human history. He has lived through wars, plagues on Earth and beyond, but nothing has prepared him for his next guardianship, protecting the only woman he has loved.

Betrayal, murder and the threat of world domination brings Maggie and Jack on a collision course with the destiny of the human race and their own future.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Milissa L. Story
• Release date: Dec 16, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393951728

Milissa L. Story

Milissa has worked as a technical writer creating software manuals and instructions. She has published articles on the use of technology in local government and has created course content for the role of planning in local government and its citizens. She even once had a job with a placement agency re-writing people’s resume's. Today she enjoys writing science fiction with interesting and complex characters.

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Prologue

July 4, 1947 could have been a day like any other. Two years out of a horrific war, life was returning to normal when the Grays returned, bringing technology previously unknown to the inhabitants of Earth.

The Guardians had lived among the humans for centuries guarding against other worldly influences and allowing the humans to evolve without undue influence.

The return of the Grays would change it all; a battle for the human race would begin.

CHAPTER ONE

Ben, you look tired. You need to take better care of yourself. Charlie Gray Eagle stared at his younger brother across the table of the small, noisy diner.

I know. But I am so close to finishing this project. Ben sat drinking coffee, lately he had been practically main lining the stuff, so the bitter taste of the diner’s coffee didn’t offend him.

Ben often forgot to eat or sleep hence, the coffee addiction. If it had not been for his lab assistants, he would have starved months ago. Back home in Morgan Creek, Montana, the pace was a little slower and Ben was feeling edgy.

Project or no project you need to pace yourself. Get some sleep or you might miss something in that fancy microscope of yours. Charlie waved to the server and ordered a glass of water to replace Ben’s coffee.

I know, I know. But it feels like giving up. Ben hung his head gripping the heavy chipped coffee cup, fearing it would be his last.

It will be there waiting for you when you get back. Trust me. Charlie smiled.

Charlie always had a way of taking care of things, of making things right. Ben held up his hands in defeat.

Okay, I surrender. Let’s go home.

Home was a small cabin up in the hills on the backside of a cattle ranch where Charlie worked. In contrast to Ben’s comfortable apartment back in Chicago, the cabin was rustic, even by the modern standards of Morgan Creek. The air was clean and crisp, not reclaimed like his lab. The colors here were more vivid. The trees emerald green, the sky so blue it almost hurt your eyes.

You meet any smart girls at that school of yours? Charlie teased.

I don’t’ have time for that sort of thing. Ben shook his head. What about you?

No time, working long hours so I can buy the ranch. Charlie kept his eyes on the bumpy road.

When they reached the cabin, Ben unpacked and fell into Charlie’s spare bunk. He slept deeply and woke to a rhythmic sound. He dressed and ventured outside to investigate.

Charlie was chopping wood. Ben yawned and stretched.

Need help?

I’m almost done. I thought you might want a hot bath when you woke up.

Not on the electrical grid? Ben looked around.

Nope, I make my own. Charlie carried the wood over to a wood stove next to a wooden tub filled with water.

Ben shook his head. He was accustomed to life in the Federation, instant hot water, climate control apartments, self-driving cars, trains and shuttles.  Power grids here were small; utilities were regional and some people, like his brother did not bother with them. He lived off the grid as they called it. Charlie used wind and solar to provide power to the cabin. He hunted most of his food. He traded with local farmers for vegetables. Charlie was not alone in his choice of lifestyle. He was in fact in the majority. Most people here lived similarly, although most did opt for indoor plumbing. Many people here were storeowners, ranchers, and farmers. They depended on each other for everyday things like food, skills, and supplies. The barter system ruled, money was secondary. They had chosen this lifestyle after the second civil war of the 1960’s the country was divided by the new technology gained from contact with the aliens. Many people didn’t trust the new technology, they felt the government was too quick to embrace it. The country divided itself into the United States of Western America and The Federation which was a newly formed coalition with Canada, Mexico and the eastern half of the former United States.

Charlie stacked wood in the stove to heat up the water. He turned to Ben.

It will only be a minute, the solar keeps that tank warm, but when you want it really hot the wood helps. He grinned.

Thanks. Ben smiled.

When you’re done meet me out back for a beer. Charlie nodded and left Ben in private for his bath. Ben had to admit there was something about soaking in an outdoor tub of steaming water staring up at the sky. In Chicago at the research campus, where he lived you showered on a timer to help conserve water. No lingering and wasting time.

Ben spent more time in the hot tub than he had planned but, he had found the hot water and blue skies to had allowed his muscles to relax. When he was done, he found Charlie sitting out behind the cabin, his legs stretched out in front of him in a casual manner and a bottle of beer in his right hand. Ben sat down in the wooden chair next to Charlie and reached into the open cooler between them.

The beer was cold and offered refreshing contrast to the heat of the steam bath. Ben closed his eyes for a moment to savor the fresh air, the beer, and the quiet.

Thought we might go to the Eagle’s Nest for dinner tonight. Charlie broke the silence.

Okay, sounds good. Ben replied. He opened his eyes but didn’t look at Charlie. He was enjoying the trees, the sky, the hills. No manicured lawns, no buildings, no people rushing from one place to another. No digital advertisements projecting onto the sides of every building. Back in Chicago you were bombarded with information constantly from ads for new products and up to the minute news updates. Ben’s body was so attuned to it all, he felt like he was missing something here. He felt nervous and his senses were expecting information at any minute but, there was nonforthcoming. Only a bird overhead announced its presence. Ben wondered how his brother could stand the silence.

Later, Charlie drove them down to the Eagle’s Nest for dinner. The owner was an elderly man, who seemed to have given up on the constant repairs to the old building. But the food was good, and the beers were cold, and the place was popular with the locals.

The beers came first, then the meal.

This steak is delicious. Ben commented in between bites.

Of course, it is, our ranch supplies the beef. Charlie nodded.

How close are you to having the money to make an offer on the ranch?

Pretty close, Mr. Owen is planning on retiring in a month or so, I think he is waiting for me to have enough for a down payment. Charlie smiled.

Ben studied his brother’s face; he was happy for him. Charlie seemed determined to buy the ranch.

So, tell me more about this research. Charlie encouraged Ben.

Well, to make a long story short, I’m trying to find a more successful way to help infertile couples conceive.

Isn’t there already a procedure for that? Charlie thought he remembered reading something about it in a magazine at the barber shop.

Well yes, there is but it isn’t foolproof, and you have to bombard the mother to the point that she almost always has multiples.

But isn’t that a good thing, I mean if they can’t have children easily isn’t it better to have multiples as she might not be able to ever have any more? Charlie asked.

Yes, that is one way to look at it, but it can cause stress on the mother and sometimes the babies as well. Ben explained.

So, your research would fix that?

Yes, I’m looking for a way that is more certain, one that will not cause the mother to have multiples and may also allow her to have more children in the future when she is ready. Ben explained.

That sounds complicated, but I’m sure you will figure it out.

I think I am very close. I can feel it. Ben felt the excitement of discovery rising in his chest. 

Want to go fishing tomorrow? Charlie asked.

Yeah, that would be great. I haven’t been fishing in ages. Ben smiled. He loved fishing.

Bet I catch more fish than you. He teased Charlie. It was a childhood bet, they always competed when hunting and fishing.

You’re on! Charlie laughed.

The week was filled with hunting, fishing and emptying as many bottles of beer as possible. When the week ended Ben was truly sad to be returning to Chicago and the regimented lifestyle.

At the small airport waiting for his connecting flight back to the Federation Ben turned to Charlie. 

I can’t believe the week is over already. Ben said with more than a hint of melancholy. I’m actually dreading going back to Chicago and the sensory overload.

You have important work to do. Charlie placed his hands-on Ben’s shoulders.

I know. I know. I wish there was a way to be able to do the work here. Ben admitted.

Maybe one day you will find a way to do just that. Charlie smiled.

It was great seeing you again. Ben hugged Charlie.

Don’t wait so long to come home again. Charlie slapped him on the back. He was going to miss Ben more than he could say. The past week was a trip back in time. It had seemed like Ben had never left.

I won’t. Ben smiled. He turned and walked to his gate. He looked back and waved to Charlie. There had been so many things he had wanted to tell his brother during this trip home, like how he had shortened his name to just Gray, he was afraid Charlie wouldn’t understand, and he ran out of time before he got up the courage to bring it up. He was sad to be leaving, but his mind was already back in his lab thinking about what he would need to do next.

CHAPTER TWO

Ben had been back in his lab a week when Dr. Alvin Robbins, Head of Exo-Planetary Discovery, came to visit him. Dr. Robbins was a tall thin man; some might describe him as reedy.

Dr. Gray, we'd like you to be a part of the team to explore Atropos, we think your research in genetics will be beneficial. Dr. Robbins stood across from Ben words echoing off the sterile tile walls.

Really? Off world? Ben removed his glasses and blinked.  But how can my research be of benefit?

We have had some limited communication with the inhabitants, and they seem to be having some problems with reproduction. Dr. Robbins began to explain. We hoped that you may be able to help them and in return we can learn something from their culture as well.

Really? They are humanoid?

Yes Dr. Robbins smiled at the excitement showing on Ben’s face.

I can't believe this! Ben started to laugh. He looked around his lab. A chance to take his research off world was something he had never dreamed possible. The Federation had been exploring space for about ten years. The advances had been phenomenal, but he had never expected to go off-world himself.

You'll be a member of a team of ten other scientists, though only one other will be a geneticist.

Ben barely heard the rest of Dr. Robbins description of the trip. His mind was racing with possibilities.

I'll send over the details. Dr. Robbins was saying.

Of course, I am looking forward to it. Ben started collecting miscellaneous items and his tablet. Thank you very much, Dr. Robbins. There was so much to be done. What had Dr. Robbins said? He had five days before he needed to report to the Kepler facility to begin mission preparation.

Ben left his lab that night tense with excitement.

Ben! Hey Ben! A voice shouted across the lobby of the Life Sciences building.

Ben turned to see his friend, Jay Stephens waving to him. Jay was a friend from college and fellow researcher although is area of specialty was geology. Jay’s lab assistant stood next to him.

Hey Jay. Ben smiled as he walked across the lobby to greet his friend.

Is it true? Jay asked excitedly.

Ben thought he would try to play it cool.

Is what true? It sounded false even in his own ears.

You dog! Jay slapped Ben on the shoulder. It is true! You got selected for the off-world team!

Ben couldn’t stop the smile that broke across his face.

Yeah, I did. I just found out today.

That’s great, come on, let’s go celebrate. Jay took Ben by the shoulders before he could protest and steered him towards the door.

By the time they reached the bar, Jay had collected a few more of their colleagues and they arrived with a small party in tow.

You guys go on in and grab a table; I need to call and tell my brother about this first.

Okay, but don’t take too long. Jay laughed and followed the others inside.

Ben nodded and stepped around the corner into a hotel lobby for a little privacy. He regretted not having called from his lab. 

Hello.

Charlie? Ben.

Ben, how are you? Is everything okay? Charlie asked. He had not expected to hear from him again so soon.

I’m fine, actually I’m calling because I have great news. Ben could not keep the stupid grin off his face and for once was glad his brother did not use a video calling program.

I’ve been asked to join an off-world research team. The words tumbled out with excitement.

Charlie hoped he had heard wrong.

Off-world? He asked.

Yeah, off-world can you believe it? Ben laughed.

Hey, that’s great kid, when to you have to go?

In five days.

That’s really soon. Charlie was hoping for more time to talk him out of it.

Yeah, I know, I don’t have all the details yet. I will know more tomorrow. But I just wanted to let you know.

I’m glad you did; it sounds a little busy where you are. Charlie could hear people in the background.

Yeah, I’m going to celebrate with some friends. I’ll get back in touch before I leave and give you the details. Ben was now anxious to get to the party.

Sounds good. Have a good time tonight and be careful? Charlie cautioned.

You worry too much. Ben was used to his brother’s words of caution. Then he remembered the ranch.

Hey, did you put an offer on the ranch?

Yeah, they accepted my offer today. I sign the papers tomorrow. Charlie was doing his share of smiling tonight, too.

Wow! That is terrific. I wish we could celebrate together.

Maybe when you get back and you can come home for another visit and tell me about your off-world travels and how you’re saving the galaxy. Charlie laughed.

You’ve seen too many old movies.

Go have fun with your friends. Charlie urged.

Okay, talk to you again soon. Ben signed off.

Five days later Ben Gray looked at his lab for the last time. He smiled with the sense that his life was about to change forever. Ben was a little nervous about leaving the comfort of his lab but, the excitement of space travel soon won out.

He arrived at the Kepler station with the other members of the exploratory team. Dr. Lewis Richardson was the other geneticist. He and Ben struck up a friendship almost immediately, each discussing their particular areas of expertise.

As you know, we have been able to conduct genetic testing in humans for quite some time, to predict diseases and disorders in the very early stages of life. Ben sipped his coffee, as he explained some of the broader points of human genetics to Dr. Richardson.

Dr. Lewis Richardson nodded.

And there has been some success with programming; although it could be further along, if not for the public being afraid, we are creating monsters of some kind. Ben laughed a little at the constant battle to explain the need and the safety in genetic programming.

There are very strict guidelines on how and when the programming is used. Dr. Richardson added.

Hmm, yes there are thousands of pages just on the ethical conduct when programming, so it isn't like anyone can create some sort of hybrid monster even if they wanted to. Ben agreed as he leaned back in his chair. He glanced around the room. It was a large space, offering every type of food and drink imaginable.

He glanced over at the menu boards and watched as people made their selections then moved down to receive them at a small window.

I can understand. We have a similar battle with the programming for agriculture. People just don't understand we are trying to improve the quality of their food, not poison them. Dr. Richardson explained.

Ben nodded sympathetically.

Do you play chess? Ben asked, changing the subject.

No.

Oh, it's a great game, I'll show you.  Ben was starting to wonder about the actual trip aboard ship, would it have entertainment, or would he need to find a way to pass the time?

He turned his attention back to the people in the room. Most of the tables were filled and he wondered where they were all going, would they all be on his ship? He knew the team that would be going down to the planet would be about twenty.

Lewis stopped talking and turned to see what Ben was looking at so intently. It was clear he had stopped listening.

Feeling a little nervous about the trip? Lewis asked.

What? Oh, I’m sorry. Ben refocused on Lewis. Yeah, I guess so. I was just thinking about all these people and where they might be going and if they were part of the crew on our ship. Ben took another sip of his coffee.

Lewis looked around the room. Everyone was wearing a jump suit similar to the one they were wearing. There seemed to be a rainbow of colors.

I wonder if the colors mean anything? Lewis mused.

Some of the more obvious ones were the military, as those suits were adored with rank insignia and emblems.

Do you know the size of our ship? Lewis continued not waiting for an answer to his previous question.

No. Ben was starting to feel like his insides were getting cold despite the hot coffee.

A whistling sound filled the room, and everyone stopped to listen. Ben and Lewis looked around confused for a moment.

May I have your attention please. There was a pause. Members of the Atropos Research Team please report to Bay Three.

That’s us. Lewis’ face was a mix of excitement and fear.

Yeah. Ben got up and walked to the door. He noticed several other people from the cafeteria following him and Lewis to down the corridor. There were signs pointing the way to the various bays.

When they arrived, Dr. Robbins was waiting for them.

Well, everyone, this is it. Your gear has been stored aboard ship. You will be assigned racks. I also want to thank you again for joining this team. We cannot know what awaits, but I’m sure it will be exciting. He smiled and stepped aside, while a midshipman in uniform, called out names and checked them against a list.

Ben’s fear was being pushed aside by the growing excitement in his chest. He looked around for any glimpse of what the ship they would be boarding looked like.

What are you doing? Lewis leaned over and asked.

Just wondering what the ship looks like. Ben responded.

Oh.

A few moments later, the midshipman, opened a sealed door. There was a quick whoosh, and then he stepped aside to allow the assembled to board the ship.

Ben hung back for a moment watching the others.

Come, let’s go! Lewis nudged him.

Ben took a deep breath. Okay, let’s go.

CHAPTER THREE

Hey Ben! Are you up? Lewis was trying to nudge Ben in his rack.  I think we're here.

What? Really? Ben rubbed his eyes excitedly. The time and space distortion had affected Ben. He had been fine on the station but once they were on the transport ship, he had gotten space sick.

Yeah, come on get dressed!

Lewis was already dressed and packed he could not wait to see what plant life Atropos had waiting for him.

Ben quickly slid out of his bunk and struggled to get into his clothes. He tossed his pajamas into his trunk and ran after Lewis. His dizziness had subsided which meant they had stopped moving. 

They reached the planet surface with the rest of the team. At first glance, it looked a lot like earth in many ways, with blue skies, green trees.

This way everyone. The team leader directed. Ben shifted his gear on his shoulder and followed along. Everyone was silent taking in the surroundings.

Ben could have sworn they were being shadowed just out of sight in the tree line. He may have left Montana, but he had not forgotten his outdoor skills.

He moved his position in the group of people to get close to Lewis.

We're being watched. Ben whispered.

Lewis looked at him curiously.

How do you know?

Just a feeling.

Do you have a bad feeling or a good feeling? Lewis was not one to question another’s instincts.

Not sure. Ben looked around cautiously.

The group came to a halt.

Ben looked up ahead. A group of aliens were standing in front of them.

They didn’t look that different from humans, maybe a little taller than most. They all had dark hair and dark eyes. No pupil was visible.

The team leader returned to the group and instructed them to follow. Ben noticed, as he got closer to them, they had high cheekbones, the dark hair and eyes were much like his people back home. The difference was they were taller, and their skin was as white as porcelain. It was also impossible to discern a gender. They all looked very similar.

Soon, the team was brought forward and introduced to their hosts.

Ladies and gentlemen, these are the Atropi; they are the natives of this planet and are interested in cultural exchange with us. So, while we are here to learn more about the physical nature of their planet and anything that we may use to benefit us on Earth, they will be studying us as well.

Ben smiled; this was a dream come true.

Each of you will be assigned a liaison.

Various members of the Atropi began walking forward, not everyone on the team were as eager as Ben. When one of them approached Ben, he smiled.

Hello, my name is Dr. Ben Gray.

The Atropi looked at him curiously for a moment and then spoke in a haunting voice.

I am called, Rowan.

Rowan, that is a type of tree on my planet. Ben smiled.

Oh, is a good to be named after such a thing?

Yes, it means strength.

Rowan smiled and said, You follow me.

Ben nodded and did as he was told. He glanced over to see Lewis with a dubious look on his face. Ben had to suppress a smile.

He followed Rowan to a group of buildings. They looked new and he thought that perhaps they had been built specifically for their arrival. The rooms were deep and there was living space and workspace.

I hope this is acceptable, based on our research, humans like to work a lot. Rowan explained.

It's perfect. Ben smiled. He had slept in his lab in the past and it had not been nearly as comfortable as this promised.

Do you have space like this? Ben asked.

Not exactly. Rowan answered.

You speak English very well.

Rowan bowed his head silently.

Can I ask you something? Ben wanted to know.

You may pose a query, yes.

Do you have males and females here?

Rowan tilted his head slightly.

You know so that you can have little ones. Ben gestured the size of a child.

Oh, yes we have mating pairs when necessary.

Ben was disturbed by this; it made it sound like farm animals.

You are pairs of your own free will?

I’m not sure I understand, but pairs choose themselves, if that is what you are asking. Rowan offered. 

Not exactly, but we'll get to that as we get to know each other.

Yes, of course, I'm sure you would like to refresh and rest. I will check on you later. There is food and drink in there. Rowan pointed to a space segregated by a bookshelf.

Thank you. Ben nodded following Rowan’s gaze.

Ben Gray, they say that your research can help us here with the mating pairs that are not having young. Rowan looked at Ben.

I can take a DNA sample from the couple and see if I can identify the source of the problem and then treat them accordingly, once I am more familiar with Atropi anatomy. It is fairly old technology on Earth. "

Rowan looked thoughtful then disappeared out of the hut. Ben went to find water. He needed to sit down and not move for a while. Space travel was not quite what he had expected. Maybe he was the one who had seen too many movies.

He must have dozed off because he was still sitting in a chair holding an empty water container when something shook him. At first, he thought it must be Lewis. When he managed to get both eyes open and focused Rowan was standing over him.

It is time for our meal, and you are the guest of honor.

Oh, uh ok. Ben stood trying to clear his head. He instinctively brushed off his clothes and tried to look more presentable.

Everyone else seemed to be there already. Ben was grateful when Lewis motioned for him to join him and some of the others.

Lewis was seated with his liaison to his left and two empty seats to his right. As Ben looked around seeing all the team members were seated with their liaison. The room was large and airy. It was festooned with flowers and something that looked like palm fronds.

All the members of Ben’s team were still wearing their jump suits. And the Atropi were all wearing ornate shirts and pants that appeared to be made of a soft leather material with gold thread.

An Atropi wearing a thin circlet on his head stood and addressed the dinner crowd.

We want to welcome those from Earth who have agreed to join us. We begin a new friendship. The speaker raised a cup and the others returned the salute.

Ben looked around the large table and had an odd feeling; something was slightly off. He could not put his finger on it.

The meal consisted of a course bread, fruit and some sort of roasted meat. It was good and reminded Ben of venison, but he did not ask what it was for fear of offending the host and the fact he may not want to know.

Over dinner, it was explained that each liaison was chosen based on skill and knowledge in certain areas deemed useful to their visitor.

Ben would be grateful in the coming weeks for Rowan’s knowledge. He was a healer among his people and had scientific knowledge of the Atropi anatomy. Recently the Atropi had stopped pairing and having young. Rowan and his colleagues were at a loss as to why.  Nothing could be found in the water, food or natural environment that would explain the change. Lewis and Ben spent hours comparing notes, only to confirm what the Atropi and determined for themselves, that the problem must be with the Atropi themselves.

Dammit! Ben stood up from his microscope and began pacing the room.

Still no luck? Rowan asked.

No. Ben stopped and pinched the bridge of his nose. His eyes were tired and his mind was at a loss for the cause of the problem. Atropi were similar to humans, but their reproductive process was quite a bit different. They were able to change their gender as needed by their culture. Very much like Parrot fish or Reed frogs, the Atropi could be one gender and then transform into the other. Adult Atropi had no discernable features that were gender specific, like broader shoulders or breasts, until a suitable mate was identified. As best Ben could tell the identification of a suitable made was based on a pheromone. When another Atropi was attracted to the pheromone of another, that Atropi began changing their physical features to compliment the other. The Atropi secreting the stronger pheromone was typically the female. It was a complex process and one that was a little disturbing to witness on a human-like level. Reed frogs were one thing. Humanoids was something else entirely.

Humans do not change to fit the need of the population? Rowan asked.

No, there are enough of us already, some might say too many. But regardless we are born either male or female and we cannot change our gender without surgery. Ben shook his head. He was tired. He couldn’t find a biological reason, and thought it had to be something else. But Lewis had found nothing in the food or water to suggest any changes in the Atropi.

How long as it been since there was a mating pair?

In this village ten of your years.

Anywhere, more recent?

There is a village on the other side of the mountains that has a young that is only five of your years. Rowan explained.

Have you been to this village run to tests?

Yes, we have, but we can go, and you can run your tests, if you think it will help.

It might. Ben was deep in thought and sat back down at his worktable.

Rowan walked over to Ben and stood close. What about an Atropi and a human couple? Rowan leaned over and whispered in his ear.

Ben was so startled he slid off his lab stool.

What do you mean?

I mean, what if a human and an Atropi were to become a mating pair? Rowan’s voice got softer. Would that help solve our problem?

Ben watched transfixed by the image of Rowan before him. When he met Rowan, he could not tell if he was male or female. He wondered when Rowan had started to change. Looking at him now it would be hard to say that Rowan was not a female.

Uh, Rowan, I've studied the Atropi anatomy and it does seem we are very similar, but humans form pairs based on emotions not just on the need to mate. Ben swallowed hard not sure what to do.

Rowan’s eyes were smokier than he realized, her features softer. She seemed to have developed slight curves in places he had never noticed before.

But you say your research can help couples that cannot otherwise have young. She paused to see if he was comprehending her meaning. You and I cannot otherwise have young. She stepped forward reaching out and touching his cheek softly.

Ben's mouth went dry.

I. I think you are missing the point.

Am I?

She stepped even closer, breathing in his scent. Closing her eyes to savor the aroma of sage.

But. . . Ben started to protest but lost this train of thought. He could not remember what he was going to say. He was so taken by Rowan and her melodic voice.

Rowan kissed him gently on the mouth. Ben did not react at first. He was so unprepared for this moment.

Rowan pulled back, Do you not touch lips in your culture?

Uh, yeah, we do that, it's called kissing.

Then you do not want to kiss me? Rowan challenged.

Yes, yes, I do, I just wasn't ready that’s all. He did not want to hurt her feelings and now that she was a female, he was certainly attracted to her. But he felt like an awkward teen on his first date.

Rowan nodded and leaned in again. This time Ben was ready and kissed her back.

Rowan wrapped her arms around him, and he swung her into his arms and carried her to his sleeping area. They fell onto the bed still embraced, their tongues seeking out the other.

Their lovemaking went into the early hours of the morning. It was nothing like Ben had ever experienced, and he knew he never wanted to be with anyone else ever again.

CHAPTER FOUR

Hi Ben. Lewis called from the doorway.

Hey Lewis, how's it going with the crops? Ben answered looking up from his microscope.

Well, I think we have isolated the fungus that was destroying their cucumbers, so that is good news. Lewis sat down on an empty lab stool.

That is good news. Ben agreed.

Yeah, so I am starting a resistant hybrid in the lab that might help them in future. Lewis smiled; he was proud of his accomplishment. What about you? How's your research going?

Not as well I'm afraid. I have collected DNA samples from everyone, and I have been working with the couples with in vitro but no success yet. I'm a little at a loss, so I need to start looking for alternative methods. Ben sighed.

Has Rowan been able to help you?

Yes, she had been a big help. In fact, she is going to take me over to a village that has a five-year child, the most recent child born on the planet as far as she knows. Do you want to come along? Ben asked.

Lewis nodded. Yeah, I do.

He looked around the lab nervously. He liked Ben, he considered him friend and he did not want to lose that.

Uh, Ben, you know there has been some talk.

"About what?

You and Rowan.

Ben sat up straight and looked at Lewis.

News travels fast.

They are saying that you two are romantically involved and not everyone is happy about it. Lewis felt for his friend and Rowan was beautiful, the Atropi were wonderful creatures and he was not about to judge another.

I know it is none of my business and I only ask you as a friend but, are you involved with Rowan? Lewis held Ben’s gaze.

Ben thought for a moment, it was not in his nature to discuss his personal life with anyone. Ever. He studied Lewis’s face, as he was sure Lewis only had good intentions.

Yes.

Some of the elders are not happy about it, our people won't be happy about it if it means bad relations with the Atropi. Lewis sighed.

I can imagine.

What are you going to do?

Nothing.

What do you mean nothing? You have to do something, Lewis stood up.

What do you want me to do? Stop being in love with her? Stop my research and go home? Ben asked frustrated. He should have anticipated such a reaction. He had a feeling in the back of his mind that the elders were not as upset as they seemed. He had a suspicion that, the Atropi had planned to find compatible species and interbreed with them. Nevertheless, he couldn’t prove it. So, to accuse them would crush any pretense of an interstellar friendship and he was not sure how far they were willing to go to keep them here if it came to it. He could not tell Lewis or anyone of his suspicions, not even Rowan.

I don't know. No. But, I don’t want you to endanger yourself or Rowan. The research can be done anywhere. Lewis spread his arms wide. You have what you need so why don't you just take a break for a while. Let things settle down. I don't know all their laws and customs I'm not sure they even have one for interspecies relationship, but I don't think the result will be good for either of you.

Ben considered Lewis's words for a moment. Lewis was probably right but what could he do? He could not leave Rowan.

I'll speak with her about it.

There may be one other thing to consider. Lewis stared at his shoes.

What’s that? Ben asked.

Have you considered that maybe you’re the test subject? That we all are?

Test subjects for what? Ben asked. He felt a lick of fear creep into his stomach as Lewis seemed to have come to the same conclusions that as he had come to himself.

To see if we are suitable for mating pairs. Lewis raised his eyes to Ben.

Lewis walked over and shook Ben's hand. I just don't want anything to happen to you or her. You're too important a scientist for us to lose.

Thanks. Ben was grateful to Lewis and walked him to the door.

Ben returned to his lab bench but could not concentrate.

There was a faint knock and then Rowan called out for him.

In the lab!

Hello. She smiled as she walked in.

Hello. He smiled back but it was a weak smile and she caught on.

Is the work not going well today?

Huh? Oh, not really. He pushed away from the bench and walked towards her.

Rowan, has anyone said anything to you, about us?

She blinked.

I mean, that we shouldn't be together? Ben took her hands in his.

She looked away not able to meet his gaze.

They have, haven't they?

Yes, some of them say it is not right as you are not Atropi.

Ben looked at the floor and shook his head; he felt a small pain beginning in his chest. He did not know how he could live without her.

I told them I will leave this planet if that is what it takes to keep you as my mate.

What? Ben looked up in surprise. He loved her, but he had not put it in quite those terms before.

I know we are different, but I don't care I think it is a good thing. We can learn from each other. What can I learn from another Atropi that I don't already know? She dared him to argue with her.

Wait, you said some of the elder were upset but what about the rest of them? Ben asked.

The others think it is not such a bad thing. Rowan stepped away from Ben and faced the entrance, hiding her face.

There’s more. Ben stated the obvious.

Yes. Rowan hung her head.

Tell me! Ben commanded. He was afraid he already knew the answer.

The others, they think it is a good idea for Atropi and humans to mate. They want to keep you here. Rowan turned to face Ben once again.

Keep me here?

Not just you, all of you. That was our plan from the beginning. Rowan’s shame made her look away again.

So, you already knew what the problem was, you didn’t need us, you used us! Ben was furious.

Yes, at first, but we started to have doubts once we met you and we got to know you. We realized it was wrong. Now the elders want to ask you to stay voluntarily. She sighed.

And what about you? Is this, Ben pointed at himself then back to her. Us, part of your plan?

No! Rowan took a step forward. I love you; I want to be with you for all eternity. Rowan insisted.

Ben wanted to believe her. But right now, he didn’t know what to believe.

Will your people accept me? Rowan took another step closer.

Ben thought about it, and he decided he might as well tell her the truth.

My family will not, and many others will not. But some will.

Then what do we do?

I have a place back on my planet, I haven't lived there for many years but, it is secluded and near my brother. We can live there, and no one will bother us.

Can you do your work there?

Not easily, but that is okay. I can do other things.

No, you must not stop your work. Rowan insisted

Well, I can’t help anyone here.

Rowan grasped his shoulders.

You’ve helped me.

I would do anything for you. Ben wrapped his arms around her realizing he meant it. Knowing it was possible it could come to that.

What about a little one? Rowan asked.

Wait, what? Ben stepped back and looked at her. Are you with child?

Yes. Rowan started to laugh and cry all at the same time.

Why didn't you tell me this before, are you sure? How do you know?

A female knows. So many questions! She laughed.

Come. Ben led her to the lab, Let me make sure.

She followed him knowing it was a moot point; she had had the signs for over a week. She knew his tests had worked. She had spoken to the other mating pairs and they all had the same result. Everyone were expecting young.

She waited patiently as Ben performed his tests and scans.

Well, you’re right. Ben said with a mix of trepidation and excitement.

It is the same for the others, I spoke with them earlier, you did it! She hugged him.

All of them? Ben pushed out to arms-length.

All of them. Rowan confirmed.

Ben smiled.

There was a firm knock on the door.

Yes? Ben called out.

Dr. Robbins walk into the lab.

Dr. Gray, can I have a moment of your time?

Sure. Ben had a feeling he knew what was coming.

How’s the research going doctor?

I’m happy to report success. I have just confirmed all of the couples participating in the research are expecting. Ben smiled, he hoped this bought him some good will with the Atropi.

Congratulations. Dr. Robbin’s mood was somber. Dr. Gray, I need to talk to you about another matter. Dr. Robbins looked to Rowan as if he expected her to leave the room.

Go on. Ben encouraged while motioning for Rowan to stay.

The Atropi officials are not happy about rumors of your relationship with your liaison. Dr. Robbins was clearly uncomfortable.

Okay, how unhappy? Ben didn’t care but he needed to know what he was up against.

Look Ben, I get it, I do. Dr. Robbins nodded towards Rowan. But this could jeopardize this new relationship and the Federation doesn’t want to lose this opportunity over one man’s infatuation."

Ben was tempted to explain that he was in love with Rowan, but he knew it wouldn’t make any difference.

He turned to Rowan.

And what about your people? Dr. Robbins asked.

Many would accept the relationship and may even seek a relationship with a human themselves. But there are those who oppose these relationships and if they control the majority, then it will only end badly. 

Ben could see the fear in her eyes.

Well, then I guess, we have no choice. Ben hung his head.

Dr. Robbins clapped him on the shoulder.

I’m very sorry, it has come to this, Ben. I really am. But thank you for seeing the big picture. With that, he turned and left.

Rowan rushed over to Ben.

What does that mean? Are you going to leave me?

Ben looked up at Rowan.

There is no way in hell I’d leave you. He smiled and brushed her cheek. I have an idea.

CHAPTER FIVE

Ben paid off the transporter attendant and in the middle of the night. He and Rowan, disguised as his lab assistant, transported back to the ship. Ben claimed he needed to return immediately to Earth for health reasons. He and Rowan were placed in a smaller vessel and sent back immediately. The trip took a couple of days and shooting through the wormhole made him sick again. Ben never realized the folding of space and time into a shorter distance could cause a person to feel so distorted and ill. At the opposite end, few questions were asked, and they walked calmly out of the facility, the space sickness lending credibility to his story. It took a few more hours, a few phone calls, and a sizable amount of money but Ben was able to acquire documents that showed he had an emergency appendectomy. Rowan had made a small incision with the laser knife to make it look real. 

When they made it back to his apartment, he called his brother Charlie.

Charlie, Ben.

It is good to hear your voice again. Charlie was happy to hear from his brother, hopefully that meant he was safely on the ground again.

Charlie, I need your help and I cannot explain everything right now. Ben spoke urgently.

What’s wrong? Charlie tensed. 

Can you come to Chicago? Ben asked.

It’s that serious? Charlie sat up straighter.

Yes, I’m afraid so. Ben lowered his voice. He knew his brother did not like entering Federation territory. It was always risky for non-federation citizens. However, he could not risk flying. Rowan did not have an RFID chip and though he could get her one, he did not want to give the authorities anyway to trace her even under an assumed identity. Better to go low tech.

While Charlie began preparing for the trip, Jack Wagner, an experienced Guardian was traveling to Morgan Creek Montana. He had received a vision directing him to this part of the country. Visions were a form of communication among the Guardians.

Charlie was feeling a little anxious about leaving the ranch, still new to him even though many of the hands had worked for the previous owner, now retired. He stepped out onto the front porch and breathed deeply. A figure came into view walking up the dirt road leading to the ranch. Charlie waited. The man finally reached the house and stopped short of the steps.

How do? The stranger greeted.

Doing fine, you? Charlie replied.

Doing okay.

How can I help you? Charlie was not distrustful but, he was cautious. He sized up the stranger who was tall, broad and had long curly hair pulled back. His hair was lighter than that of Charlie’s people. So right away, he marked him as not being a local.

Thought you might need a hand. The stranger tilted his head to one side and shuffled his feet a little.

Charlie thought about it for a moment. He did need help in a big way. He needed the ranch to run smoothly while he was gone and more importantly, he needed to make sure he got Ben back home safely. He had a bad feeling about the whole thing.

You know anything about cattle? Charlie asked.

No. The stranger shook his head.

Hmmm. Charlie rubbed his jaw.

Know anything about crossing into Federation Territory and back again? Charlie played a hunch.

Legally or illegally? The stranger asked.

Legally if possible, illegally if necessary.

The stranger answered Charlie’s question with a big smile.

Yes sir, I do.

Charlie nodded.

Wait here. Charlie pointed to the chairs on the porch.

I’ll be back in a minute. Charlie stepped off the porch and headed to the barns.

Eddie! Charlie called out for his ranch foreman.

Over here. Eddie answered.

Eddie, I’m going to have to be gone for a couple of days. Do you mind handling things until I get back? Charlie admired the calf Eddie was tending.

Sure, no problem, Mr. Gray Eagle.

Eddie, please call me Charlie. Charlie pleaded for the hundredth time.

Eddie smiled and nodded.

Charlie walked back to the house. The stranger was standing on the porch where Charlie had left him. He knew he was taking a risk but, he had a feeling he was going to need this man’s help.

Well, friend it looks like we’re going on a road trip, if you’re up for it. Charlie eyed the stranger one last time.

Okay. Was all the stranger said.

You got any gear? Charlie asked.

No, sir all I have are the clothes on my back.

Anything I need to know before I hire you? Charlie asked.

I’ve never been in jail.

Charlie nodded. He could not explain why but he believed him.

Must be a tough life, living with only the clothes on your back. Charlie stuck out his hand.

Jack. The stranger took the proffered hand and smiled.

Well, Jack, seems like my brother may have gotten himself into some sort of trouble and he’s asked me to come get him. Charlie explained as they walked over to the car. It was one of the driverless types not many people in Morgan Creek had them, as they preferred the manual drive vehicles. This one had come with the ranch, and Charlie thought it might draw less attention in Federation territory.

What does your brother do?

He’s a scientist.

Doesn’t sound too risky. Jack said over the roof of the car.

Charlie smiled. You don’t know my brother.

Jack nodded and folded himself into the front seat of the car.

If you don’t mind my asking, why aren’t you taking one the of the larger ranch vehicles? Jack asked. Surely your brother will be carrying things with him.

That may be true, but this vehicle will draw less attention than a manual drive farm truck and second if he is carrying more than this car will hold, I can sell this easier than a farm vehicle. Charlie explained.

Good point. Jack agreed.

As they crossed over the border into the Federation Territory, Charlie was struck by the differences. Everything was orderly, laid out to a specific design. Even the trees and the grass were within parameters. Everything was symmetrical and orderly. Nothing left to chance. It lacked the randomness of nature. True nature. There was no creativity and despite the mired of colors, it all seemed the same to Charlie.

Have you spent much time in Federation Territory? Charlie asked.

Only when I have to.

Charlie nodded. He understood.

Well, it’s about twenty hours to my brother’s place get comfortable. Charlie set the auto driver and leaned his head back on the headrest.

Along the way Charlie filled Jack in on what he knew about Ben’s current situation and the fact that he had just come back from an off-world trip.

DNA with solid fill

Ben was pacing the floor.

Ben, come sit down. Rowan urged.

He’s here! Ben said excitedly as he spotted Charlie stepping out of a car that had just pulled up on the street. He opened the door before Charlie could knock.

Ben? Charlie was alarmed by the new lines on Ben’s face.

Charlie! So, glad you made it, come in. Ben stepped aside to let Charlie into the apartment. Ben paused at the sight of Jack. The tall, well-muscled man with long hair. He was not anyone he recognized from back home.

Charlie paused as soon as he spotted Rowan.

Huh, hello. Charlie addressed her.

She smiled Hello, are you, Charlie?

Yes, I am. Charlie held out his hand.

Rowan hesitated trying to remember the customs Ben had taught her. Then she grasped Charlie’s hand in return.

I am Rowan.

Nice to meet you. Charlie understood Ben’s urgency. It was clear to him she was not from Earth.

Ben stepped forward.

Uh, yeah Charlie, this is my wife Rowan.

Charlie just blinked. He was not sure what to say. He remembered Jack was in the room.

This is Jack. Charlie diverted the conversation for a moment.

Ben looked at Jack once more.

Nice to meet you. Do you work for Charlie?

"No, not really. Jack did not want to tell more than Charlie was willing to say at this point. There were too many other important issues to be addressed, like why Charlie was surprised by this brother’s announcement of Rowan as his wife. Not to mention the fact that she was obviously an alien.

So, Ben, what’s going on? I mean when did you get married? Charlie could not avoid the question any longer it was burning a hole in his brain.

Okay, we’re not officially married yet, but we are expecting a baby and I plan to marry her as soon as we are back home. Ben tried to explain, but the words seemed to tumble and fall from his lips without making much sense.

Okay. Charlie rubbed his jaw. Why do you have to get married at home? Charlie knew there was more to the story and his patience was starting to stretch a little thin. Why can’t you get married here?

Ben turned to the window suddenly. He ran over and looked out at the street below.

Shit! They’re here. Ben turned back to Charlie. Listen, I don’t have time to explain, please Charlie, please take Rowan and go.

What? Take her where?

Take her home Charlie, now! Ben was frantic.

Ben’s sudden aggressive tone stunned Charlie. Charlie grabbed Rowan’s hand.

Let’s go. He headed for the door.

No! Not without Ben! She yelped.

Rowan go with my brother. You will be safe. Ben soothed.

What about you? She cried as Charlie pulled her to the door.

I’ll stay and protect him. Jack spoke up.

Charlie ran to the service entrance with Rowan and down the back stairs. He could only hope they, whoever they were, did not have the back of the building covered.

Jack turned to Ben.

I’m an old friend from college, here on a visit.

Ben nodded slowly.

Jack settled himself in a chair.

There was a knock at the door.

Ben opened it slowly.

Dr. Gray? May we have a moment of your time? Two men dressed in black suits stood at his door. The taller of the two men spoke.

Of course, how can I help you? Ben asked.

The two men stepped inside.

We are with the police. They each quickly flashed an identification card.

Jack remained seated and watched. He noticed they said they were with the police, not that they were the police.

Have you seen this woman? The taller one, again did the talking and produced a holographic image of Rowan.

She looks familiar, but I can’t say for sure. Ben played it cool.

Are you sure, doesn’t she work in your lab?

Ben knew it was a bullshit question. If they were tracking Rowan, they also knew she had just arrived on the planet, why would she be working in his lab?

She may, there are a lot of students who work in the lab. They come and go, and I do not hire any of them. That is handled through the personnel division. Ben was calm and polite.

She was seen leaving campus today around noon.

Ben stared at the man.

"What time did you leave the campus today Dr. Gray? The man’s lips twitched as if he was holding back a sneer.

Well, Ben was thoughtful. I guess around the same time; I wasn’t paying attention. I was leaving early to come here and meet my friend. He indicated Jack sitting in the chair.

The two men turned as if seeing Jack for the first time.

And you are? The taller man asked.

An old friend from college. Jack stood so that he could make the point he was taller than them both.

How did you arrive here today?

The shorter one’s head moved slightly to the left and right as if he was reading something.

Ride share. Jack knew it would be difficult for them to trace that down. Many operated like gypsies and did not report their fares the way other registered drivers did. 

I see. Came the curt reply.

They turned their attention back to Ben.

I just had surgery, Ben then nodded towards Jack he came to make sure I was alright. Ben remembering his story at the transporter and the documents he had obtained from his friends at university hospital.

And you are certain you have not seen this woman today. The talkative agent held up image of Rowan again.

Like I said I just had a medical procedure. I doubt very much I saw her today. Unless she was working in the hospital. He left himself an out.

Alright then, can you let us know if you do see her?

Is she dangerous? Ben feigned concern.

We think she may be an illegal.

Oh, well I’ll certainly let you know if I see her. Ben lied.

After the two men left, Ben sunk onto the sofa with a sigh of relief.

He looked over at Jack. Thanks.

Jack nodded.

Now I suggest we get the hell out of here.

Agreed. Ben got up and grabbed the bag he had already packed and a few books.

Do you really need those? Jack frowned at the books.

Yes. Ben insisted.

Jack shrugged. Okay but, we go out the back way.  He grabbed the books.

Hey, be careful, those are antiques. Ben scolded.

The bag too. Jack held out his hand.

I can carry it.

I know but I’m the one that is supposed to be from out of town, remember?

Oh right. Ben handed him the bag.

When they reached the bottom of the stairs Jack motioned for Ben to wait while Jack stepped out casually and looked around then motioned for Ben to come out.

Jack indicated the direction they should walk. Ben walked along silently hoping that Charlie and Rowan were safe.

When they arrived at the commuter train platform. Ben looked over at Jack.

Where are we going?

Meet up with a friend.

Ben looked at him cautiously and wondered for the first time if perhaps this was a mistake, and he should have left with Charlie.

Jack sensed Ben’s hesitation.

Don’t sweat it. It’ll be fine.

Ben took a deep breath he wanted to trust Jack. But he was having doubts; he began to wonder if coming back to earth with Rowan was a mistake itself. Maybe they should have gone to another planet instead.

They disembarked at the northern most edge of the financial district. Jack immediately started walking to an older building that had seen better days. Its architecture was dated, maintenance was lacking. The bricks were dirty, some of the windows sagged. It was the type of building no one paid attention to or if they did, they quickly looked away from the decay and ugliness. Not Jack. He walked right through the front doors into an empty lobby.

Ben looked around, there was not much in the way of furnishings and a homeless man and his dog occupied the solitary settee.

They boarded an elevator; it wheezed and groaned its way to the third floor, which was even darker and danker than the lobby.

Jack walked down the hallway to his right looking at each apartment number. Finally, he stopped and knocked.

Ben held his breath as he heard a series of locks clicking. The door finally cracked opened; a shadowy figure peered out at them.

The door opened a little wider so that Jack and Ben could slip in before it was closed and locked again.

The space was cluttered; the windows were blacked out and what little light was available in the room cast a warm glow over the worn furnishings.

It’s been a long time my friend. The figured addressed Jack.

It has.

Can I offer you anything? Food? Drink?

Jacked looked over at Ben, who shook his head no.

No thanks, we’re good for now.

Please sit down. The figure settled itself on a small sofa and returned to a cup of tea.

Jack selected a chair to