Zen was uncomfortable right now...really uncomfortable. Her legs were splayed wide before two females and she was being prodded inside!

Kiera backed off. “Everything proves normal. A little irritated but the way you described the assault. You would be a little inflamed. You barely have a hymen as it is.”

“That’s good to know. What is a hymen?” Zen gritted out.

Layna pulled back. “That’s your virgin casket. It covers your uterus until penetration. You train a lot so that factors in. Soon you would have torn through it. It’s not that uncommon for active women to tear that lining off.”

“Huh, so can I pull some clothes on?”

“Yes, you can,” stated Kiera as she got rid of her gloves. Layna turned and did the same.

“It’s a good thing you’re a shadow elemental and were able to escape him before penetration. You are ovulating,” Layna said, writing down some things on a chart.

Zen’s eyes widened. “You mean if he had I’d be…”

“Pretty much so don’t do the dirty for a while,” she said grinning like a Cheshire cat.

Kiera nodded her head. “Yes, please. I don’t want to become a celebratory aunt just yet.”

Zen opened her dimensional pocket choosing blue jeans and a green shirt with a butterfly on it. “The both of you together are awful,” she whined as she got dressed in her new clothes pulling on a sports bra and clean underwear from her stash of clothes. She laced the ankle boots she had borrowed from Kiera up and put on the knives she had gotten from Layna on her arm while pinning the gun on a holster that Layna had also lent her. Smiling she did her hair in a ponytail and stepped out of the med bay and into Stephan.

“I was coming to get you. It’s about time to land and there are not enough seats so you get to come up to the pilot’s chair.” He bent to kiss her.

Kiera cleared her throat and smirked. “Remember what we told you Zen.”

Layna crossed her arms and set her feet. “Yeah no…”

Zen squealed. “Yes! Thank you! There will be none of that!” She turned to a confused Stephan. “Let’s go see the cockpit, Captain.”

“It better not be that cockpit,” Layna said smiling while Kiera laughed as Zen hurried them out of the hall and onto the common area.

Zen turned to Stephan and sighed. “I’m not sure bringing Layna on board was the right thing to do. She’s corrupting Kiera!”

Stephan laughed as they passed by Isaias who had his hair in a static mess above him.

Stephan waved his hand and a bunch of water drenched Isaias. He was left sputtering and wet but was in control of himself.

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“Senka said we could do whatever to test his control. I still had to get him back for insulting you earlier,” he whispered in her ear causing small shivers down her spine. She smiled and took his hand entwining their fingers together.

“Let’s go, Captain,” she said as they walked away from a sulking Isaias.

Serves you right!

Isaias looked up and found Marco. “Hey man, I said I was sorry alright!”

Marco raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t say a word, Isaias.”

Not out loud.

Not mentally either.

Isaias scoffed. Then who said ‘Serves you right?’ There are no other travelers around unless Edline is playing a joke. It was a feminine voice come to think of it.

You need a break, Isaias. You are hearing things.

Isaias pouted and closed his eyes. I swear I heard someone in my head for a minute there.

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Stephan sat on the pilot chair and pulled Zen down on his lap. Then he did the seatbelt over them. Zen smiled and turned to inspect the ship’s control. What does that do,” she pointed to some gear shifts.

“They change the craft’s gears from neutral to fly and so on.”

She nodded and tapped at a gauge. “What does this measure?”

“Baromic thrust of the wings.”

She turned to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Do you know what all the gauges and stick shifts mean in this small space?”

He pulled her close. “I’m the Captain. I have to know most of it.”

She grinned and pulled on his shirt. “What about that small light flashing,” she pointed to a small red bulb but he wasn’t paying attention.

“Not a damn clue right now,” he muttered and they kissed fervently.

“That’s the light for the landing gear. It’s stuck again. Thank god I decided to check things out,” said Marek as he took his seat and buckled in. He switched some of his switches on and glared at Stephan who was still kissing Zen.

“Ahem.”

Stephan drew back and hit a few switches in what seemed a random order to Zen. She heard something whirring and locking.

“You gotta be kidding me. Again?” he muttered, staring at Marek who shrugged.

“I’ll get Val on it,” Marek said as he undid his seat belt and walked out of the cockpit.

Zen looked at the large window that showed the sky and not far off the tarmac. “Is something wrong?”

“The landing gear is stuck again,” Stephan said as he turned on another switch. The lights came blazing on and he steered the ship to the landing tarmac.

Marek reappeared slightly winded. “Try it now.”

Stephan turned on the same switches and there was a smooth pull before the gear lowered.

“Yes! Thank god for a metal elemental,” sighed Stephan as he steered the ship onto the tarmac. The wheels touched the tarmac and rolled several meters before coming to a stop. Stephan turned off several switches and slowed the gears to neutral.

“And that’s a landing,” he muttered, turning to Zen and kissing her. She leaned into him and then drew back as he undid the seat belt and they both stood.

“Ready to meet my mother?” she asked, grinning.

“Not even a little if she’s like you,” he muttered.

“Come on,” she said, pulling him forwards.