The last rays of daylight said their farewell to the day and hot dinner replaced the broken pieces that had previously littered the home. Their food was very interesting to Abigail, it was never the same. She thought she detected somewhat of a chicken or beef taste, but Abigail didn't really want to know. All she felt was comfort as she bit into each morsel.

“Are you okay?” Sca asked. His voice held a lot of concern.

“Yes. Just tired and thinking about things.” She appreciated his concern and felt like he truly cared about her well-being.

“After dinner, I will pamper you. We all will if you like.”

“No. Don’t baby me. I need to toughen up. This is my fight and I need to deal.” Abigail was crosser than she meant to be. It sounded tempting, but she had to keep her head about her.

“No one fights alone. You are family. We told you that.” Cherie’s tone was soft but stern.

“I know. I know.”

Abigail grabbed up her plate and rinsed it in the sink. The woman moved through the back of the house without another word. She stood where she could hear them talking.

“She still feels guilty, you know,” Baston replied.

“Yes, she is very kind and loving. No wonder she is wanted by the others so badly. I sense her pain even when she thinks she’s buried it deeply. We’ll check on her in a few. Give her some time.” Cherie’s words were that of a mother and friend. Abigail thought she understood the kind of situation she was in.

She moved away as she heard them coming towards her making her way to the bedroom. Abigail knew what she was going to say would make everyone upset.

“I need to leave. There is no way around it. I need to get back to my home planet. Knowing what I know. I can be safe there. There are places I can hide and things I can learn that will make me readier. I do not wish to endanger your family anymore. It’s not up for debate.”

“You will not be able to get to Earth. You know the ship can only go so far.” Sca spoke in bold tones. She was a little taken aback by his forcefulness.

“Sca, I care about you all, but I’m not worth your family being killed or captured. Your family has suffered enough!”

“What about our contingency plan, Cherie how do you feel about enforcing that?” Baston turned his eyes to her.

“I would do whatever it takes. The contingency is fine with me. We already have the homestead picked out and I'm pretty much bored with this place anyway. The new site has a lazy stream and meadows of flowers and grass for the children. I am sure we can make it homey in no time. Let’s do it!”

“Wait what are you talking about? You’re not saying you’ll uproot your family, are you?” Abigail’s words floated in disbelief.

“Yes. There is always a contingency in case of threat or war. That was the case before you arrived.” Cherie spoke in a soft tone.

“I cannot let you do this. You can’t. You just can’t.”

“Oh, but darling we can and it is decided. We will.” Cherie was firm and looked to the men. They started to move about on instant as if each had a chore that needed to be completed.

“We will debate no further. By dawn, we will vacate this site and prep site B.” Cherie grabbed up her children and left the room. She wanted no more discussions with Abigail about the subject. Abigail had to respect her, but she wished they wouldn't make such a rash decision for her.

“Will you be coming to bed with us tonight, Abigail?” Cherie asked licking her lips. Abigail instantly felt heat wash over her. She really wanted to experience Cherie’s body on hers completely, but she couldn’t if her plan was going to work.

“No, I think I’m going to try and get some sleep. Rain check, though.” She instantly felt stupid for saying that but all three looked satisfied with it.

Cherie washed and put the children down for the night. Both Baston and Sca joined her in the room. In the night, their moans could be heard softly as each man took his turn on the pregnant beauty. Abigail felt their passion and wanted to join in but had other plans. She would wait for the sounds of passion to die down when they were in a deep sleep before she moved.

She couldn't resist going to watch. It would be a kind of goodbye for her.

Cherie lay back on the bed. Sca gently kissed her belly while Baston cupped her breasts as his heavy erection tipped onto the soft folds of her mouth. A warm liquid eased from the tip as she lapped at the head. He leaned over her so she could easily take him in her mouth.  They didn't see Abigail watching at all as they were too wrapped up in each other.

Sca eased back entered her softly at first. Sca controlled his thrusts at first but soon that control gave way to something more animal as he pounded her deeply. Abigail felt herself  moisten as she watched.

Baston continued to thrust softly into her mouth as he watched Sca glide in and out of her warm juices. He opened her wide and with every inch, he thrust into her hard. She moaned even more as the two took their turns for the next hour making her orgasm over and over again.

After she'd watched a while she sat down outside their room and cried. Moments passed and the moans came to an end and soon were replaced with loud snores. She would miss the lovely trio and their children but this was the only way. Abigail crept from her bed and in all silence eased out of the battered home. As she approached Baston’s ship, the thought occurred that she did not know how to fly the thing. She opened the door and peered in. There were only one control and one other pedal, it couldn’t be that hard.

The night air was cool and two moons rose high in the sky. There was a faint sweet smell to the air that was nothing like anything on earth, but it was divine. Some kind of flower or tree, she thought to herself as she moved close to the ship. But as she slipped around in the darkness a dark hand secured her mouth and waist. She tried to move but was unable, a sharp prick in her neck and soon everything went dark. When she awoke she knew things were not in her favor.