Chapter 10
Captain Gavonn Viox
I walked into the apartment. It was a different apartment than she had when I was first in New York City and met her. This one was larger and more lavish. It was beautiful, with a lot of glass windows that looked out over the city. There was a green tree in the corner near the window. I thought it was odd to have such a plant in the home.
“Your home is lovely,” I said in a formal way. She was still mad at me, and it prevented me from being casual with her the way I wanted to. It prevented me from taking her into my arms and kissing her. It prevented me from pushing my cock inside of her the way I wanted to so badly. It was something that I had wanted for over two years, and it had reached a breaking point. Now that she was just inches away from me, it was complete torture.
“Thank you; make yourself at home. I am just going to wash up and change my clothes,” she said.
“We cannot stay here very long. It is not safe,” I said being the warrior that I was and always prepared.
“That is fine. I just need to rest a bit and to find the paperwork,” she said walking out of the main room.
I poured myself a large amount of water and chugged it down. Then I moved to the window and looked out over the glass. There were more lights than I was used to seeing in New York City. There were lots of small twinkling lights in the colors of red green and white all over the place. I did not understand it. I could even see large red ribbon here and there across the buildings.
Noelle came out of her room. She was freshly showered with wet hair and a silky dress that went to her mid-thigh, but was obviously not meant for wearing out in public. I guessed it was something to sleep in. Her feet were small and bare as she took delicate steps into the main living room. She was drying her hair with a towel.
“I had to take a shower. I needed to get out of those clothes. Do not worry, I will get dressed in something more suitable for us to leave. I just need to be in this while I search for the paperwork, give my feet and body a rest,” she said as she walked across the room to a large dresser with lots of drawers.
“I understand. Your body needs rest. You should also drink a lot of water. Space travel dehydrates the body,” I said pouring her a very large glass of water and setting it down in front of her. She did not look at me when I did so. She was opening one drawer after another searching through piles of papers.
I moved to the window.
“Noelle, what are all these lights and red ribbons? I do not remember saying all of this last I was in New York,” I asked.
She stopped shuffling through the papers and walk to the window. She looked out over it putting her hand on the glass and smiled.
“This is Christmas,” she said.
“What do you mean? The day that you wrote about in the letter?” I asked.
“Exactly. It is hard to describe it, but it is something that is celebrated with lights and ribbon as you see. It is part of showing the Christmas spirit. All those that look upon it feel a glow and warmth on the inside. It is a cozy feeling,” she said.
"I see. We also have days of celebration on Mooreah. We celebrate nature and decorate with flowers and trees,” I said.
“Yes, exactly like that. We also celebrate with a tree. This is a Christmas tree, but I have not decorated it yet. I had planned on doing it, but then the opportunity to go to Sala came up. But remember the white bright light I told you to follow in order to find my roof? That is known as the Rockefeller Center, Christmas tree. It is an eighty-foot tree that is decorated with fifty thousand lights. It was brought from a forest far away. Look, you can see it from here,” she said walking to the corner of the room and pointing at the window. I followed her and looked where she was pointing. Just as she said, I could see the tip of a large tree sticking out among the buildings. There was a large crystal star on top of it, the white light that had guided us to her apartment building. I was astonished that it was part of the Christmas celebration.
"That is beautiful,” I said.
“Yes, it is. It is even more beautiful when you get to stand under it and look up. There is an ice-skating rink where we wear boots with blades on them to glide over the ice. We have hot chocolate or coffee and laugh and fall down on the ice. It is what I would be doing if I wasn't caught up in all of this. I thought that we would be doing it together,” she said as she looked at me and her smile faded to a frown. Her eyes grew watery. Then she turned her back to me.
“I should get back to finding that deed with the actual address so that we can get out of here,” she quickly moved back to her search.
I watched her. It gave me great pain to see that she was so hurt by my actions. She didn’t deserve the hurt. I had kept vital information from her. But it wasn't what I had wanted, and I didn't do it on purpose to deceive her. I needed her to know that, but I could sense that bringing it up now would be a mistake. She was working.
“Is there anything I can do to help? I can search with you,” I said walking over to her side.
“No, I think he will just be in the way. You don't know what this paper looks like or what it will have on it,” she said.
“Then I can help another way. If you describe this place to me then I know how to prepare for it. We might have to be there a long time until we figure this out,” I said.
Her hands stopped moving on the papers.
“That is a good point. All right. This place is what we call a cabin here on Earth. It is very rustic an old, almost more than a hundred years. It is a very simple building made out of trees. It belonged to my grandparents, and they left it to me after their passing. It only has the basics. There are two small fireplaces for heat. So we will need chopped wood to keep ourselves alive,” she said.
“I understand. I can take care of that easily depending on its location. Is it surrounded by buildings the way your home is here?” I asked soaking in the information that she was telling me.
“No, it is surrounded by large trees. It is isolated in a forest,” she said.
“Good. Then there is plenty of firewood to be cut down. I can take care of that easily. What else? What about food and water?” I asked. She continued to search the drawers for the paperwork.
“There won't be any food in the cabin. My grandfather used to hunt for rabbit for a rabbit stew, and game hens. There is a creek nearby, but it will probably be frozen. Hopefully, the water pipes and water pump are still working,” she said.
“I can also take care of that. It sounds like we might need supplies,” I said.
“Yes. We will need to take supplies. If you want to go through my kitchen, you can fill bags with food that is in cans and boxes. That might help,” she said.
“Yes, I will do that. I also want you to pack a very warm clothes and blankets. Humans run cold, as the Drackon run hot. I will be fine, but I worry about you,” I said.
“I will as soon as I find this,” she said.
We both kept working. I gathered food from her kitchen as well as blankets from her cupboard and piled it all in the living room.
"Got it!” she shouted.
I turned to her and went to her side. She held up a large document.
“This is it. This is the address,” she said pointing to a line of text on the document.
“Excellent. Allow me to gather that information,” I said as I typed in the information into my arm brace computer.
“I should memorize it,” she said as she wrote the information down on a sheet of paper. Then she wrote it down a couple of more times. She closed her eyes and repeated the information over and over. She was absorbing the information into her mind the way my computer had absorbed it. With her eyes closed, it was hard for me to not reach out and place my lips on hers. I had to look away.
“I am going to put this deed in my bag,” she said taking the document to her bedroom.
I followed her.
“Noelle, we need to talk. We can't go on like this,” I said leaning against the wall.
“I don't want to talk. You betrayed me. That is all there is to say. Now we are stuck together until we can figure out a way that we will not end up in prison. That is all there is to it,” she said opening her bag and throwing clothes into it.
“No, that is not the truth. I think you don't want to hear the truth because you are afraid,” I said as I started to get angry. Why was she so resistant to talking about this?
“Afraid? You think I am afraid and that is why I don't want to talk to you? That is bullshit,” she said throwing items on her bed and facing me.
“No, it is not. You are afraid to talk about this because you don't want to admit that you love me just like I love you. You don't want to admit that you love someone that is married to someone else. It terrifies you to your very core. Instead of facing it, you were going to hide from it like a coward,” I said growling at her.
“How dare you say such things to me. You have no right to call me a coward! I am not afraid. I am not afraid of you!”
“Yes, you are. Just admit it. Just to be honest,” I said taking a step toward her.
“Look who's talking about honesty. You are a liar and a cheat!” she said as she came at me. Her hand raised up and slapped against my cheek. It barely left a sting and from the way she shook her hand, it seemed like it hurt her more than it hurt me.
“I did not lie, human female! How many times do I need to tell you that?” I said as I grabbed her wrist to prevent her from slapping me again, and pulled her towards me. Her body slammed against mine. She looked up at me with anger in her eyes. They were watery.
“You did too lie, you alien scum!”
“Fine! I did lie. But not to you. I lied to Samara. I used her to try to get over losing you. But it did not work. I never got over you; I still love and want you. I want you now,” I said.
I placed my hungry mouth on top of hers. I kissed her hard. She moaned and kissed me back. I was not going to let her get away. Not this time. I needed her too much.