As they were both talking, the minutes passed by so quickly. In between the laughs, grins and winks he gave her, Alyson felt her grow all warm and cosy inside. They fingers had intertwined whilst talking, and thank god VIC was not reporting any abnormal changes anymore, but she was sure her heart wasn’t going at normal speed. Though the adrenaline of finally getting to know him a little bit better did not keep her awake for much longer. Alyson felt her eyes close now and then, and it was getting harder prying them back open. Grateful he noticed, Flynn allowed her to get some rest when he confirmed the bleeding has stopped. When his fingers left her cheek, Alyson immediately fell asleep. It was as if all the things she had to worry about were non-existent for now.

“Did you get rid of her?” Alice asked, walking over to the captains chair. There, David sat, pressing several buttons in on the control panel. “I don’t know yet.. Hmm..” It seemed like he was downloading a file from a server. “Well?” Alice said, having an impatient tone in her voice. “Hold on for a moment alright? I have to find the right video files!” David snapped at her. He was scrolling through a video footage from what seemed like Alyson’s basement. “There, I gave her enough time to escape, you see? I came in 10minutes before the first bombardment.” David mumbled with a few fingers in front of his lips, giving Alice the impression he was focussing. “Look, I leave, and she’s probably gonna start packin…Wait..” Alice pointed over at Alyson walking towards the stairs, down to the cells. “Where is she going?” Alice asked, poking David on his shoulder. “I don’t know..” He distantly selected the cell camera’s, grabbing the panel and sitting up straight in shock. “Are you kidding me? She didn’t kill the guy?” Alice said what David thought. But that was not all. “What is she.. Letting him go?! What are they, buddies?!” Alice squeaked holding her hands up to her head. On the footage Alyson and Flynn got out of the cells and together ran towards the other ship in the hangar. David just watched in silence, soaking up all the information he could get. “They got to know each other, I suppose. I knew there was something off when I saw her that morning. She almost looked.. Happy.” As Alice and David watched Flynn’s ship disappear from the hangar David exited the video footage. “They did not shoot the guy down because he is a DAMN BOUNTY HUNTER AS WELL!” David shouted throughout the ship, making Grunt and Sarah look up from their sofa. “We have to tell him..” Alice then whispered to David, making him nod heavily. “We will. Message him. She’s still alive. And happily together with mister Flynn Taggart, goddammit!”

Both Alice and David returned to the group after typing out a short anonymous message on the panel. “What’s going on David? We heard you shouting.” Sarah handed him a tall glass filled with a strange looking fizzy drink. “She’s alive. But we handled it already, don’t worry. That money will be ours in no time. He’ll make her speak.” David grinned, making the rest of the group follow along.

A few hours later, Alyson slowly opened up her eyes, waking to a silent ship. No Flynn in sight. “Flynn?” She mumbled, pushing herself up from the sofa. Still slightly dizzy but without the headache, she swung her legs out of the sofa and onto the ground. Her hand was all sticky and gross when she ran her fingers through it. “I need a shower..” Then looking at her palms and fingers, noticing they were both stained with blood. ”Didn’t I hold his hands before..? Ughh you’re the worst.”

Alyson walked into the cock-pit where Flynn was asleep in the captain's chair. She softly poked his shoulder a few times. Flynn awoke with a start. Nearly falling out of the chair. "Who what?" He said still half asleep. He then looked up at Alyson. He smiled a little as he stretched awake. "How you feeling doll face?" Alyson smiled slightly and asked Flynn about a shower. "Yea, I have a shower." He said rubbing his eyes. "It's in the corner right next to the fridge. You'll see the foggy glass door. Should be a towel on top of the fridge." Flynn turned and faced the screen. All that was showing on it now was stars whizzing by.

"VIC." Flynn said. "Where are we?" VIC chimed up. "A few minutes from a fuel depot. It is listed as the first stop." Flynn turned to Alyson sheepishly. "Give it about five minutes after we get out of warp before you take a shower." Alyson looked at him confused. "It's just that," Flynn started again. "for some reason speeding up or slowing down from warp makes the water either really cold, or really hot. Either way it's not a good thing." Alyson kept staring at him. "Once we're out of warp it's fine. I promise." Flynn said. Trying to reassure her. "While you're in the shower I'll fuel up and get us a few supplies. Then we'll be off again."

We watched as Alyson walked to the back and felt the ship drop out of warp. The ship auto-docked itself as Flynn got up out of the chair. "Docking complete." He heard VIC say as the door opened to let Flynn off. He walked down a fairly long corridor, each one with a docking station. Some had ships attached to them, most did not. As Flynn got to the center of the station, a small boar faced man greeted him. "Hello good sir. What can I do for you?" He said in a raspy voice. "I just need my ship refueled and I need to purchase a few supplies." Flynn said, pointing to his ship. "Very good sir." The creature replied as he pushed a couple of buttons on a small pad he was holding.

He led Flynn to a small room that acted like a supply area. Flynn grabbed a case of beer, case of water, and a random assortment of food. The creature held up a small pad that Flynn put his thumb on. He looked at his credit balance. He was down to his last few hundred credits. While that would last him awhile, what would he do when he ran out? The idea of how much Alyson was worth to that man now popped up in his head. He quickly dismissed it. "You're not that good a person Flynn, but you're damn sure not that low." He thought to himself as he walked back to his ship. He entered the main cabin and continued back into the "living quarters". Forgetting Alyson was taking a shower he started to unload the supplies.

As glad she was he had a decent shower on board, she did not like the thought of him getting supplies by himself. He could try to get away or even contact other hunters to come and grab her. Besides, she would’ve liked to come along so he wouldn’t have to spend his credits on a trip she wanted to make.

With a shake of her head she tried to forget these thoughts and took the towel from off the top of the fridge. It was a quite large, white towel, clearly made for a man his size. When Alyson looked around the ship several times, making sure he was off for shopping, she unzipped her pants and dropped it to the floor. Her shirt was next, making her grunt a little as it passed over her head. The wound was still very painful but the blood around it had dried which was a good sign. Following was her bra and underwear, which she placed on top of the fridge. Standing there, bare naked, she laughed a bit. ”Look at me, standing naked in some strangers ship. Behind a damn fridge! Wish we would’ve taken my ship, at least that one got a decent bathroom.” And with that thought she hopped inside the shower.

Steam filled the area around the shower, making the glass fog up. The size of it was quite large, and it could easily fit two people. Well, that’s what Alyson thought. She never shared a shower with anyone before anyway. Picking up a blue bottle from the build-in shelf, Alyson opened the cap and took a whiff. It clearly was a manly scent, but what to expect from Flynn. With a shrug she lathered up the lower parts of her hair, and tried to wash as close as she could to the wound. With another pink bottle, she soaped up her entire body. The soap itself was rather oily, making her skin amazingly smooth. With a grin she imagined Flynn using this on his hairy body.

When she started to rinse everything off, the water had a slight red colour and Alyson had to try her best not to faint. “Oh god..” She said to herself. The water slowly turned back into a transparent colour as all the blood had been rinsed away.

At that very moment Flynn walked back in. The view he would get was a blurry profile from Alyson in the see-through but fogged up shower. And honestly, Alyson picked the worse moment to step out of the shower. When she slid open the door, there they were, eye to eye. Although she was holding up the towel in front of her breasts and part of her private part, it was clear she was butt naked. As water drops slide from her wet hair down over her shoulders and back, she quickly closed the shower in front of her once again. “Oh my god!” She yelled, clearly freaking out. “You did not. Just. See. That.” Alyson took a deep breath and held on hand against the glass to support her. For a moment there, Flynn did not say or do anything, but she knew he had seen her. Her in all her imperfect glory.

Flynn started at Alyson for a moment, dropping the supplies to the floor. Luckily he had already put the beer on the table or that would have shattered. Alyson jumped back in the shower and screamed. This brought Flynn back into reality. "I uh, um." He was at a complete loss for words. Luckily VIC chimed in, as if on cue. "Refueling complete. Take off requested." Flynn turned towards the cock-pit. "There in a second VIC." Flynn called out. He then turned back to the shower where Alyson stood, holding the door closed. "I'm sorry. I didn't see anything." Flynn said quickly trying to recover from the situation. "I mean if I did see anything it wasn't bad. Not that I was trying to look or anything." Flynn had never been at a complete loss for words. "Sorry." Was the last thing he said as he decided to go up to the cock-pit.

As he sat down in his chair, he grumbled to himself slightly. "VIC, continue on course." Flynn snapped, still mad at himself. "Confirmed." VIC replied. "I need a fucking beer now." Flynn said as he held his face in his hand. He looked back and shouted to Alyson. "Are you decent? Can I come back there now?" He didn't hear a reply. He decided to stay up in the cock-pit for awhile longer just to be on the safe side. He felt the ship speed up and watched as the stars bled around the windshield. Flynn sat in the chair for several minutes just beating himself up mentally. "Why the fuck are you now so, so, horrible around her? You used to be suave. You used to be charming. Now, you're a bumbling idiot. You've never been this way around any woman, no matter how pretty they were. What the hell man?" He thought to himself.

Flynn really couldn't put his finger on it. He was never good at any emotion besides anger or increasing stages of intoxication. So any feeling that wasn't these always put him in a state of confusion. He sat there, just staring at the screen. He would have to go back there eventually. He wasn't a child. He was a man. This was his ship and he shouldn't be made to feel uncomfortable on it. Just because he saw some naked woman that he may or may not have feeling for, is no reason to chicken out. With that pep talk, Flynn stood up and walked back to the cabin to grab him a beer and finish putting away all the supplies.

Flynn had clearly seen enough, because the sound of his supplies dropping and his way of talking himself out of the awkward situation made Alyson face-palm herself. “Just go!” She shouted back at him, beginning to dry herself all up before she wrapped her towel around her body. Cursing to herself that she had not done this before, she opened up the glass door.

From the looks of it, even Flynn had a hard time coping with what just had happened. He was softly cursing under his breath from in his captain chair. When he asked if she was properly, Alyson took her backpack from the glass table. “N-No, give me 5 more.” Hopping back to the shower area Alyson picked out a random outfit, not giving it much thought. It was a floral dress with a black background, just about knee length. With a thin, leather belt around her waist it accentuated how slim she was. Finishing off with black socks reaching just below her knees, she hung the wet towel out on the drying-rack to dry, and put her old clothes back into her bag.

It was silent at Flynn’s side when Alyson went ahead to sit on the sofa. Thinking back at how his eyes slid from her eyes to her body a few moments ago, she took a deep breath. It felt as if her insides were on fire and the dizziness she now felt was not from her head wound. “I’m done, Flynn.” Alyson said softly, noticing he was already getting up again. Without a word he opened up a beer, took a huge sip from it, and started packing up boxes of food and snacks. He didn’t even grant her a look in the eye yet.

“I’m sorry.” She then said, trying to get his attention. Alyson slowly walked over to him, taking over the box of cereal he had in his hand. “Didn’t mean to startle you with my ugly body.” She then grinned and bent down to take a few cans of spaghetti sauce after butting the cereal on a shelf. Although it sounded like a joke, it was really how she though about it. The silence that followed made Alyson uncomfortable, but yet she kept standing right next to him, unpacking the goodies. “Don’t worry about money by the way. I’ll deposit some onto your account in a bit.” Alyson then said, when the paper bags were all empty.

Flynn watched as Alyson got up from the couch and helped him with the supplies. She apologized about having an ugly body. Flynn stopped her mid sentence. "What? Really? Ugly?" He took a swig from his beer to try and gather his thoughts. "Alyson," He started as he turned to look at her. "You don't have an ugly body, face, or anything. You startled me with how, amazing you looked naked." Alyson started at him. "I mean, not that I was trying to look or anything, but what I saw was great. Not that I took joy in seeing you naked. Well, I mean, I did, but not on purpose." Flynn chugged his beer. "I'm going to shut up now." He said as a few beads of sweat began to form on his forehead. He could feel his face getting red as well.

Alyson broke the awkward silence that fell by saying she would give him money. "I wouldn't think of it. I owe you for trying to arrest you and send you to an unknown fate at the hands of another criminal. You're providing me a place to lay low for awhile and get a game plan going. So I see us as even." Flynn's face started to return to its normal hue. They finished putting away everything and both sat down on the couch. Flynn did really need to lay low for awhile. Now that he was more than likely going to have who knows how many people coming after them. He needed to get a plan together.

Flynn broke the uncomfortable silence by asking Alyson about this planet they were headed too. She explained in more detail all about it. It sounded pretty remote, so if Flynn sent his ship to another planet while they were there, it might buy them a little more time. Flynn pushed the worry from his mind as Alyson talked more about what great sites and features were on the planet. He had at least five or six days to prepare. As he looked at Alyson beaming with a smile as she talked about how wonderful this planet was, he began to think if he shouldn't just drop her off and take off. The hunters would follow him. He'd lead them halfway across the galaxy and go out shooting. If his ship exploded there would be no evidence of who was on board and Alyson would probably be safe.

As Flynn interrupted her, Alyson her eyes widened at his words. They just kept coming like a waterfall, making her smile grow wider and wider. The way he mumbled and explained himself was just too utterly cute. When Flynn finally said he would shut up, Alyson couldn’t help herself anymore. Taking a step forward she lifted up her arms in the air and wrapped them around Flynn’s neck. He was quite the tall guy, so she took the liberty to stand on her toes. Laying her hands onto his shoulders and letting her chin rest against his key bone she closed her eyes. It was the first time she had been so close to Flynn, now feeling his body pressed against hers. She had felt his muscles before, but in a fight, so this was a lot better. “You’re sweet, thanks.” Alyson then whispered into his ear before she slowly let go of him.

After that things went back to normal, as if he had never seen her naked. They talked for a while about their destination. Flynn asked so many questions about the planet and the weather, the cottage and the activities they could do, Alyson got all wrapped up in the idea of spending it together with him. “We could also go for a swim. God, I’ve been to these underwater caves and they are so beautiful!” She smiled at him and bounced up and down on the sofa. “But I really think we’ll be safe there. It’s so remote, we got plenty of time to find a different hide-out!” Alyson then took her tablet out of her bag. “And then the next hide out and then the next..” With a smile she was scrolling through something on her tablet, not realizing what she was saying. She was assuming, telling and hoping they could stay together for a longer time than just that one trip to her cottage. It was only when Flynn did not say anything back for the longest time she looked up again.

“Oh ehm.. Well, you can also go home if you want. I’ll be fine on my own, don’t worry..” Alyson then mumbled, realizing he might have someone waiting for him at home. “But you have stay with me in the cottage alright, just for a little while, promise me that!” And as she smiled again, she lifted her hand and held out her pinky. “Pinky promise?” Alyson asked shifting her head to the left trying to look cute. She couldn’t possibly know if it was, but at that point she didn’t even care anymore.

As Alyson approached him, he figured she was going to slug him. He waited as she approached. He was pleasantly surprised when she wrapped her arms around his neck. He instinctively wrapped his arms around her narrow waist. She whispered in his ear that he was sweet. He closed his eyes slightly. Just enjoying the feeling of her arms around his neck. She pulled back and he let his arms release her. She went and sat on the sofa and he followed after her.

He watched with a slight smile as she went on about the planet they were heading to. Hers eyes lit up as she kept talking about all the different features of the planet. Flynn felt good inside seeing her so happy. As she kept talking about it, she was using the term "we" more and more. Flynn smiled sadly as she talked. He did want to stay with her, but if he stayed, she would be in danger. She stopped talking and turned to him. She must have seen his sad smile and misinterpreted it to mean he didn't want to stay with her. She told him that once he dropped her off she could leave if he wanted.

That is not what he wanted. He wanted to tell her everything, but she had no real reason to trust him yet, so he remained silent. She then turned to him and made a request. She wanted him to say with her for a little while. She held up her fist with the pink extended out. "Pinky promise you'll stay with me for awhile?" She said. Her eyes imploring him to stay with her. Flynn's heart felt heavy. He looked at her a smiled slightly. He raised his fist and extended his pinky. He brought his fist and touched hers. "I will stay with you as long as I can. I swear it."

His mind screamed at him. He either needed to tell her about the message he had received, drop her off at the planet and leave, or turn her in for the bounty. Those were his only options. He sighed heavily as a weight seemed to drop itself on his shoulders. He didn't want to burden her with anything. He wanted her safe. For the first time in as long as he could remember, Flynn didn't care about the money. He cared about someone other than himself. Her safety was his only concern.

Flynn promised he’d stay with her as long as he could, and that was the only thing Alyson could’ve ever wanted. With a smile, she withdrew her pinkie from his and pulled up her legs onto the sofa. The ship was starting to cool down as it went through a few very cold parts of the universe. There weren’t a whole lot of stars or suns in the area, making it harder for the shell of the ship to keep in all the heat. With that thought, Alyson started rubbing her legs and looked over to the heating station where also was a small kitchen installed. There were just two cooking plates, a coffee machine and a working area.

As time passed by, Alyson grew more and more hungry. It was true they haven’t had any food since that morning, and it was already 7PM when Alyson looked up at the clock. Did they really just spend all day talking and sleeping? “How about I cook a little something? I don’t know about you, but I am hungry!” She then said, breaking the silence once again. Something seemed to bother Flynn but Alyson couldn’t quite figure out what. When he let out another deep sigh, she got up and walked over to the kitchen. “I can make the best hot porridge in the world!” She laughed, knowing she was exaggerating. Ruffling through the cabinets of the kitchen, Alyson found several onions, carrots, and potatoes. “And by the looks of it, we can add some vegetables to make it extra yummy.” Without even waiting for Flynn to respond to her, she put a pot on with water on the stove to start boiling it. The whole ship soon started to heat up once again.

Whilst the vegetables were boiling up and the porridge was nearly ready, Alyson sometimes looked over to Flynn. Why was he so quiet all of a sudden? Did something happen whilst getting supplies? Checking if she could leave the kitchen for a moment, she walked over to Flynn and sat down next to him. He had taken another beer, and absently drank from it. “Hey, is something wrong?” Was all Alyson could ask. She then took the beer from his hand and put it onto the table, making him look at her. “Did something happen? You seem to be bothered with something.”

Alyson's face seemed to light up when Flynn said he'd stay with her as long as possible. He tried to smile too, but he knew he couldn't stay with her long. He felt the temperature of the ship cool down a little. The insulation on the ship wasn't the best and the temperature tended to fluctuate frequently. He started to go grab her a blanket as she began to rub her legs for warmth when she got up and went to the small area of the cabin that had cooking supplies. She asked him if he minded if she cooked something. Flynn smiled weakly at her. "Yea, that'll work. I think the last thing I had to eat was that cereal."

She then started rummaging through the cupboards for things to cook. She laughed that she could make the best porridge ever. She went on excitedly about what ingredients she was going to use. She put on a pot of water to boil and turned to Flynn. He tried to manage a weak smile, but it apparently failed. As Alyson walked over to him and sat down on the couch. She looked at him and asked if he was okay. He nodded his head softly as he took a sip from his beer. Trying to come up with something to say to put her mind at ease. She grabbed his beer and set it on the table and looked directly in his eyes and asked him again what was wrong. She had beautiful eyes. They seemed to plead with him to tell her what was wrong. Flynn knew he couldn't keep this inside anymore. If she found out later that he didn't tell her, he might lose her for good.

Flynn sighed heavily as he began. "Well, when we first took off, after we got through the bounty hunters, I got a message." Flynn looked down at the ground. "It was from the guy who put the bounty out on you. Somehow he knew you were on board. He told me I had a week to bring you to him or he'd come after us both." Flynn left out the part about the man offering him more bounty. Flynn didn't think that she would believe that he would ever turn down that much money and was lying to her. Flynn's gaze returned to Alyson's. "So, I've been trying to figure out what to do. I figure after we land I could stay a day or two, but then I'd have to leave. I don't want to put you in any danger." Flynn continued to look at Alyson, his eyes begging her to believe him. To not think that this was another set up.

At first Flynn seemed to hesitate. His way of sighing and turning his head made her nervous as well. “I can tell you feel uncomfortable.” Alyson then added. After he took another deep sigh he sat up and started to tell her about the message he got when they first had left Aeros. His voice wasn’t steady when he was talking and once he came to the conclusion he looked up at her. The way he stared at her, waiting for her response, made Alyson’s heart skip a beat. He seemed to sad and insecure. “Okay well..” She started out, searching in her mind for the right words. “First of al, how did that guy know I was alive and in your ship. It seems highly unlikely that they searched the rubble of my basement right away to find no body at all, right?” She nodded at Flynn, checking if he was following her.

“And he will send out someone or something to find us through the software of this ship, right? Well then, why don’t we just cut the stops of our trip in half, even less, and try to get to my hide-out as fast as possible. There, I got a back-up ship. It’s not much, but it was one of my first ones and runs really smooth.” She slowly started to smile, giving Flynn the impression she was not scared at all. But deep inside she was frightened the guy would find them, hurt Flynn and kill her. She has had too much bad luck to not fight for this spark of hope. “And we run away. Together.” She then added, taking his hand into hers. “I’m used to danger. But it took one bounty hunter 4 years to find me on Aeros. I am fine with moving every 3 to 4 years, you know.” Alyson now smiled.

“But if you are not certain you want this..” She motioned towards her face, and then letting her fingers linger slightly towards the rest of her body. “Then do tell me, and I will run away alone.” The last few words had grown cold and the smile already had faded from her face. He might be lying to her, or even keeping important information hidden, so she decided to keep what she felt to herself, until she knew for sure he wanted to be with her as well.

True, they only met slightly more than two days ago. And true, they quickly got to know each other thanks to several difficult circumstances. But Alyson knew she liked Flynn. Not like any other boyfriend she has had in the past. She just dated them to not be alone all the time. But with Flynn it was different.

Flynn watched as Alyson's eyes darted back and forth as she talked about how they would stay one step ahead of this man. Her plan was solid. Especially since he didn't think the man who put the bounty on Alyson would really give them a week. Flynn started thinking about what she said. If she did have a ship, they could possibly be safe. Her jab about it taking him four years to find her made him laugh. The more Flynn thought about it, the more it seemed like the only real course of action. Then something in the back of his mind crept forward. How did the man know that she was on his ship? Flynn looked at Alyson. "There's only one way I can think of that he knew you were with me. The only people that knew you weren't in that building when it collapsed were me and...your guys." Alyson just looked at Flynn. "But that's not really important now. He knows and that's all the matters." Flynn said. "Your plan is a lot better than anything I came up with." He rubbed the back of his neck. "My plans all had me being blown to bits in the end. I like yours a little better." He smiled.

Then he saw Alyson's face change from forming a plan to sadness. She told him that if he didn't want to come with her, she would go it alone. She motioned towards her face and body. Indicating that she thought she wasn't worth anything to anyone. Alyson's plan gave him renewed hope, but her horrible body image made him mad. His face contorted to anger and he strode towards her with determination. "I am about sick and fucking tired of all this negative self image you have." He said, almost yelling. This caught Alyson off guard and she backed away in fear.

Flynn kept walking towards her until she was backed up against the wall. She didn't know what he was going to do. She didn't understand where his anger came from suddenly. "I think here's only one fucking way to give you my answer to your question." He fumed. He was looming right over her. She had nowhere to go. He had her trapped. He grabbed her by both arms. She prepared for the worst. When suddenly he leaned in and passionately kissed her. As Flynn pulled back he looked down with a huge smile on his face. "Is that a good enough answer for you?" He said, still holding onto her arms.

Suddenly, Flynn’s attitude changed and he became furious. As he started yelling it was clear to her what he meant. Yes, she had a horrible body image, he was right. And she had indicated that a few times already. It was true she hated how she looked, and she blamed that on her unrespectful relationships she has had in the past. But that aside, Flynn did not know about this. And he never told her her body was horrible or that she was ugly. He even hinted out he liked the way she looked.

When he walked over to her, clearly angry, Alyson took a few steps back. And a few more. Until the wall touched her back and his body was just inches away from hers. Lightly scared, but mostly excited, Alyson tried to keep her fast breathing under control. A passionate kiss followed as Flynn kept her arms under control so she wouldn’t push him away or even fight him off. But she didn’t want to do that. Alyson felt like melting right on the spot, and when she finally relaxed and kissed along, he pulled back.

Alyson slowly nodded to his question. Her eyes went from his eyes to his lips and back. As if it was the most normal question in the world she asked: “Why did you stop?” And Alyson pulled one of her arms loose, placed her hand in his neck, and pulled his face closer to hers. Slowly, but without hesitation, Alyson then softly placed a kiss on his lower lip. “And I love the way you answer my questions..” She then mumbled before putting both of her lips spot on his. After pulling her other arm loose as well, she placed it on his chest, now without shame feeling the muscles that laid underneath. She knew he’d either love it or hate it, but it was worth a shot. After all, it had been one full year that she had been so close to anyone.

Several thoughts started to race through her mind. Soon, it would be night, and they both needed to get some sleep. But what if Flynn did not want to sleep with her? What if they did share the couch, what would happen then? Would they cuddle or just each takes a side? ”Just focus on the kissing for once, those are worries for later.” She then thought to herself. To add something playful, Alyson then softly but teasingly bit his lower lip and smiled when she retracted her lips. “Oops..”

Flynn pulled back and looked down at Alyson. Her eyes were still closed, lost in the kiss. He smiled widely. Then she asked why he stopped and pulled him back in for another kiss. Their lips met and suddenly Flynn's mind went to mush as he got caught up in the kiss. Her lips were soft and he felt her tongue move softly into his mouth. He then felt her hand rest on his chest. He instinctively placed his hand on top of hers. The kiss seemed to last for several hours, and for only a second. She then slowly pulled her lips away from his. Flynn's eyes were still closed as he leaded forward without realizing it, trying to continue the kiss. He slowly opened his eyes and saw her smiling up at him. He grinned widely back at her. She softly bit his lip playfully. His eyes narrowed lustfully as he pulled her back in for another deep kiss. She didn't resist and they stayed, lips and tongues intertwined for a few more minutes. He finally got the willpower to pull back. He was lost in her eyes for several minutes. neither one of them saying a word.

"So, uh." Flynn stammered. "The food." He slowly pulled himself away from her. The pot of water was boiling as Flynn went and sat on the couch. He was still watching Alyson as he tripped over his own feet while headed to the couch. He shook his head and smiled at himself. He then looked down at the couch. It folded out to a small bed, but would she want him to share it with her? He didn't want to assume anything. He figured he would cross that bridge when he got to it.

A tall lanky man sat staring at a blank screen. He sat in a small chair in a small room. His long stringy hair fell messily over his eyes. With the push of a button, the screen lit up. He quickly typed away as the screen filled with code. After a few minutes he stopped and poured over every line he had just typed. Happy with what he had written, he stood up from the chair and walked over to a small window the overlooked a city. He grinned evilly as he said out loud: "I'll give you one day Mr. Taggart.

Slightly aroused from their first intimate kiss, Alyson slowly made her way back to the kitchen. There, she quickly finished up the food and served two deep plates of her home made porridge. During the rest of the preparation, none of both opened up their mouth, but there were enough smiled and smirks along the way.

Putting both of the plates with the necessary silverwork on the table, Alyson scooted next to the man she had just passionately kissed. “Enjoy.” She said softly, giving him one more look of joy before she looked back to her plate. Although she was scooping up spoonful of porridge, her mind was absent. The soft touch of his lips, his muscled chest, his manly scent,.. She wanted more, that was clear.

In between a bite, Alyson laid her spoon down and looked up at Flynn. “I don’t know what you think, but I suddenly don’t mind anymore that you’ve seen me naked.” And she laughed out loud, trying to ease her nerves. “We’re even now, aren’t we? Back in the cell?” And she took another bite of her porridge. She now felt her stomach filling and warming up. “Better to keep the score even, right?” She teasingly said, indicating they wouldn’t see each other naked anymore. Of course she did not mean it a word she was saying, but she wanted to know how Flynn reacted to it. He had his wild temper, she knew. Maybe she hoped for one of his outbursts that brought them toward their first kiss.

“Alice?” “Hmm?” David let his fingers circle on the pinky white flesh of a belly. It was Alice’s belly. “Do you know of any hide-outs Alyson has outside Aeros?” Alice sat up a little, revealing her naked breasts from under the white sheets. Nobody of the crew knew they were fucking, but now that they were stuck in one ship together they didn’t bother hiding it anymore. “Not that I know off. Why?” Alice responded and crawled closer to David. She placed a cheek on top of his bare chest and he looked down at her. “I know she has one. But she never really told me where. It’s frustrating we didn’t save any paperwork of hers..” His hand slowly slid down the mal of her back and came to an end on one of her buttcheeks. With a grunt he squeezed it, and then took her by her upper arms, pulling her up in an embrace. “God, I love your body..” He whispered in between his teeth, quickly kissing her full on the lips. Alice made a faint ‘Hmmmhmm’ sound as she retracted her lips from his. “Wait wait,. Why were you so close with Alyson anyway? Did you like her?” Alice felt a hint of jealousy boiling up as he remained silent. “Well, did you?!” David turned his head to the side. “We fucked once, alright? She was high and totally wasted, I felt like having a go. That’s it.” David nonchalantly said. “I bet she doesn’t even remember about that. I think she was out when I finished anyway.” Alice took a deep breath and smacked David right in the face. “You are disgusting.” She hissed when she got out of bed. The last thing David saw was her naked butt disappears into the bathroom. “You love it!” He yelled back at her with a smile on his face. He would have to interview the other crew members for information.

The man just stared out the dingy window looking out on the city. Just from looking at him, you would have never guessed that he controlled over half the criminal underworld. That was his greatest strength. He rarely showed his face and he didn't live in decadence. Ever since Flynn had caught him all those years ago was the both the best and worst day of his life. He swore his vengeance, but in the Federal Penal Colony was where he met all those low-life scum that helped him rise to where he was now. He was poised to be the most powerful criminal in the galaxy. The only thing he didn't control were the drugs. That is where Alyson came into play. He'd have Flynn capture her, bring her to him, and then kill them both.

This latest development put him in a bind. Flynn was one of the best bounty hunters around. No matter how many others he sent after them, they would probably fail. Thankfully some anonymous informant had helped him find them both again. While the man was sure that Flynn would turn her in for money, it wasn't a guarantee. He had his informant, and this tracking program. One way or another, he would have them both.

As Alyson finished preparing the meal, Flynn and her kept sharing grins and little laughs. She handed him the food and they both started eating. Flynn hadn't had a home cooked meal in, well, he couldn't remember. In between bites, he told Alyson how good the food was. She smiled back at him. She then told him that she didn't mind that he saw her naked. Flynn's mind went back to that moment. He really had only caught a slight glimpse of her body, but the vision of it stuck with him. He started grinning uncontrollably. She then told him that they were both even, and that it should stay that way. Flynn cocked an eyebrow towards Alyson. "Oh really now?" He said grinning. "I don't like even scores. Someone needs to win." He winked at her. Taking another bite of his food.

They finished their food a few minutes later. He stood up and looked towards Alyson. "That was fantastic." He threw the dishes in the small washing unit and came and sat down next to her. "VIC." Flynn started. "How long until we reach our destination?" VIC chimed back. "After the course corrections. We will reach the next fuel depot in four hours and the final destination in six hours." Flynn grinned slightly. Alyson's plan and their unexpected, but wonderful kiss, had renewed his hope. He looked at Alyson. "Might as well get some rest while we can." He said. He watched her cautiously. He wasn't going to assume anything about their sleeping arrangement, but they did need to get some rest. Once they landed on the planet they wouldn't have much time. Maybe a day, tops, before they had to leave.

“Well then I want to win. Come on, strip for me now.” She said, laughing in between her food. They suddenly felt so custom towards each other and Alyson enjoyed it. “No no, keep your clothes on, I was joking.” She quickly said when he wanted to say something. Probably asking if she’d go first, because well, lady’s first.

When their plates were in the dishwasher, and the new route to the hide-out had been corrected, Flynn said something she couldn’t agree more on. The warm porridge had made her feel mellow and slightly tired. And who said 10PM is too early to sleep? “Yeah.. We both could use some sleep right?” And when Alyson noticed the look on Flynn’s face she burst into laughter. “If you want, you can sleep here with me, yes.” She started grabbing her long hair together and bound it together with a rubber band that hung around her wrist. “But don’t get too handsy. A little is fine. Actually, I wouldn’t mind.. Eh..” Her cheeks started to glow and she got up from the sofa to walk towards her bag. She lifted out a large t-shirt and short shorts. “Nevermind. Just behave.” She finally said, unbuckling the belt from her waist. As Flynn was working on the sofa to change it into a bed, Alyson quickly undressed. The shirt hung loosely around her tiny frame and the shorts covered up just enough. It wasn’t the ideal pyjama, but they had to hurry and Alyson didn’t really consider they would be into each other. To her surprise, they did.

With a poof she dropped herself onto the now transformed bed. It was slightly larger than a one-person bed, but not by far. Flynn had put some rather thick blankets on top of it, making it look like a very cosy bed. “Waw..” She mouthed at him and smiled. “What a versatile sofa you have here. So soft and..” She let herself drop in the length of it. “Aaaaaalll miiiineee..” She teasingly said. Pulling up the blankets she quickly took her usual side and hid herself under the blankets whilst he was getting ready. At the next stop, she’d have to get a toothbrush and some.. Female stuff.

Flynn breathed a sigh of relief when Alyson said she could share the bed with him. The captain's chair wasn't that comfortable, and it gave him a nasty crick in his neck. Well, that was half the reason we wanted to sleep in the bed. He grinned a little bit and started pulling the sofa out into a bed. She told him not to get to handsy, but seemed to lose her train of thought. "Maybe I should tell you the same thing." Flynn grinned as he got some blankets and pillows. He looked out of the corner of his eye as she got undressed. "One for me." He mumbled to himself. She put on a loose shirt and tight shorts. The shirt covered up her butt, but just barley.

As Alyson flopped down on the freshly made bed, her shirt puffed up a little and Flynn felt his eyes being drawn to her tiny, but shapely body. She lounged out on the bed and laughed that the bed was all hers. Flynn grinned as she quickly scooted under the covers and got comfortable. He turned and walked to the large cabinet that held pretty much everything that he owned. He normally just slept in whatever he had on, but decided to put on something that was clean. Well, cleaner he smiled. He pulled out a fresh pair of boxer shorts. The cabinet door was between him and Alyson as he quickly undressed and put on the fresh boxer shorts.

He closed the cabinet door and headed towards the bed. "I sleep shirtless." He smirked. "But don't get any ideas." He slowly slipped under the covers. The bed was just big enough for them both, but not big enough to have space between them as they slept. Alyson laid with her back to him. He normally slept facing the same way she was sleeping. He slid his arm underneath her neck. As he slid completely into the bed, he put his other arm over the covers and around her waist. As he laid there he noticed she smelled great. "Okay Flynn." He gave himself a mental pep talk. "Just go to sleep. Just relax and sleep. Don't try anything." Suddenly his mind shifted gears. "What if she wanted him to make a move?" He pushed that thought from his head. "Just be calm and relax. This isn't middle school. Don't act all nervous. Just lay here and relax." He exhaled slightly and closed his eyes.

Alyson didn’t know if it was noticeable, but once Flynn lifted himself in the bed, her heart started racing. She felt his warm, hairy legs slide against hers as he got into a comfortable position. He then slid his arm under her neck, providing her of some sort of an extra pillow. When he finally put his arm around her waist, but above the covers, they both laid there silently. She couldn’t help but wonder if they would really go to sleep. He seemed to breath calmly against her neck, so maybe he wasn’t as excited as she was. ”Of course he isn’t. He probably had slept with tons of girls before.” Sighing deeply, Alyson started to decide whether she would go to sleep or keep him up just a while longer.

Ruffling under the blankets, Alyson found his hand next to her face and started playing with his fingers for a bit. “You know, I don’t think I ever asked you about your age.” She whispered, keeping the atmosphere in the ship calm. She knew he was not her age, 22, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on his. “Whatever it is, I’m fine with it, really.” She then quickly added, not to start a discussion on this fine moment.

Trying to lay comfortable, Alyson moved around a little bit, testing her boundaries without bumping into Flynn. Suddenly, though, she felt her back press against his chest and her butt.. Well. You can imagine where that was resting. “Oh god, s-sorry.” She stuttered, quickly scooting over, leaving a gap between them. “G-Goodnight!” She quickly added, but not really wanting to sleep.

Meanwhile David had called up the crew in the living room. They were all dressed casually and ready for bed. Alice was not there, to his surprise. But he couldn’t care less, as she didn’t have any information for him. “So, we all know Alyson had several hiding spots throughout the galaxy. Does anyone know anything about these locations?” David started out, scanning through the expressions of his mates. “I know she always wanted to visit the old Earth.” Grunt said softly, clearly not sure if it was ‘earth’ or ‘Ethorth’, the other planet on the other side of the galaxy. “Grunt, I will need more accurate information on that.” David hissed, rubbing into his left eye. “You know, why is this so crucial? We already gave this dude everything we know. We should be getting paid by now!” Sarah said, clearly annoyed at this point. “Yes, we already received a fair amount. But think about it: Alyson had the most investments and therefore the most credits.” David sat down. “And we were so stupid to spend it all on aloom, booze and useless whores. Well, at least I did.” He grinned but quickly wiped it off his face. “We need that cash. So we need this guy to find her, and once she’s captured, we can wipe her bank account. Done.” He said, satisfied with his plan.

Soon Flynn felt Alyson playing with his fingers. He wiggled them back at her playfully. She asked his age, quickly adding that it didn't matter to her. He cleared his throat, wondering if he should tell her his real age. He could tell she was very young in age, but was matured by the life she had to lead. 'Well." Flynn started. "I'm thirty, one." He had to think a little about it. He never never really kept up with birthdays. As he had no one to celebrate them with. "Hopefully that doesn't make me too old to...hang around with." Flynn cursed at himself. Hang around with, really? "I mean, well." He tried to recover. "You know what I mean."

As she shifted under the covers she backed up into his chest and lap. Flynn let out a small exhale of breath at how good her warm body felt against his. She seemed a little embarrassed and tried to put some space between them. She apologized and said goodnight. He could tell through her fidgeting she wasn't going to sleep right away. "It's alright." Flynn said. Desperately trying to keep himself calm. He could tell that they both were a bit nervous. Especially after that kiss. He thought about it and smiled. Deciding to try and alleviate any nervousness, Flynn decided to make a move. He took his arm that was under her head and pulled it towards him. Doing this pulled Alyson's head and back right up against him. It left a small gap between her butt and his lap. "There." Flynn chuckled. "Now it's over. We're touching."

Without thinking he kissed the back of her neck as he adjusted his head on the pillow. He closed his eyes again. He wasn't tired, but when he closed his eyes he felt a little more calm and relaxed about the whole situation. Honestly, Flynn hadn't slept with that many woman. He had his fair share, but it was usually after a great many drinks and, if he was honest with himself, he didn't really care about them. He genuinely cared for Alyson. So he was aware more of his actions and didn't want to do anything to upset her.