NICOLE PLIMOC
I was in a bad way. I was pregnant with an alien child and I had no idea what I should do about it. I couldn’t tell anyone. I wanted to confide in Sheila, but I was not sure how she would take it. She would judge me. She would think I was a freak, or maybe she would tell on me. I did not want to tell anyone until I told Vycon, but the problem was he was nowhere to be found. I didn’t know if he was still at the mines. But the way he had spoken to me let me know that it would not matter. He had jilted me. So, when I saw him at the base that day, I was shocked.
I watched as he shouted for Private Martinez. I had been walking between the buildings on the backside, but I heard his voice, and I knew that it was him. Dread and excitement filled me when I heard him shout. I quickly and quietly made my way to the corner of the building and peeked around the corner. When I saw him, my heart fell to my stomach, and my stomach grew knots and butterflies all at the same time. It was a combination of being happy to see him but scared to see him. I had his alien baby inside of me, and he would not give a damn.
But fear gripped me as I heard him tell Private Martinez to get Sergeant Banks. What the hell did he want with Banks? Since I had not spoken to the commander in days, I had no idea what he was up to. I wanted to step in because it was my job to do so. I was there to diffuse tensions between the Zenkians and the Earth soldiers. But I couldn’t do it. My feet would not move no matter how much I wanted them to. So I just watched.
But I was not prepared for what I saw. It wasn’t until the commander explained it was training that I exhaled in relief. I had to admit that it was pleasant to watch the commander defeat Sergeant Banks. But I had stayed too long. I knew this when the sergeant came over to me.
“Nicole, what are you doing here? Did you see that? He cheated, the filthy alien,” he said breathlessly.
“I don’t think that he cheated. Just admit that he is a better soldier than you, Banks. It is nothing to be ashamed of; he is bigger than you,” I whispered to him.
He grabbed my arm. “You would know, wouldn’t you? You would know just how much bigger he is than I am. Have you sucked on his disgusting blue cock, Nicole?” he pressed on my arm.
“You’re hurting me,” I said yanking my arm away from him.
“It is not true; just leave me alone,” I said as I turned and walked away.
I had enough drama for one day. I went back to my apartment, taking the rest of the two hours that were left of work, off. I told my boss I had a headache and felt ill. Commander Eriks was understanding as we all had been working overtime. I went home and slept.
The next morning, I had to deal with it. I had to deal with this pregnancy head on.
I could not believe it. I was pregnant with the child of a Grantsion Zenkian. This was awful. I did not know what to do. I desired to tell him. He would know what to do, but I knew he could get in a lot of trouble for it. It was forbidden for the Grantsions to be intimate with humans. It was against their rules. It wasn't exactly looked upon with approval on my side of things either. I was screwed no matter what, so I thought I might as well tell him.
I found Commander Vycon Dase in the common area of the Grantsion base.
“Nicole, always good to see you. Yes, of course, I will give you my time; where shall we speak?”
“This way, the conference room,” I said, trying to make it look like official business to the Grantsions that he was sitting with. He nodded to the soldiers and then followed me into the hallway all the way down to the private conference room.
“You know that we cannot do that. We especially cannot do that here,” he said arching an eyebrow at me.
“No, it is... Well, I don't know how to say this. I'm searching for the words,” I said feeling very nervous.
“I am pregnant. I am carrying your child,” I said in the bluntest way possible.
“Yes, I have taken the test. I have all the symptoms. I am pregnant,” I said.
“No, are you sure that it is mine? Are you sure that it is not the child of Sergeant Banks?”
“I have not been with him since before my last cycle. I have only been with you; it is yours,” I said, feeling angry that he would even ask me that. “If I had any question at all as to who the father was, then I would say so.”
“We must keep this a secret. You know that I am not allowed to be intimate with humans. I have already gone against the law of my own kind by being with you. This must stay between us,” he said.
“And yet, it will eventually be known, but maybe I will have returned back to my own planet by then,” he said.
“Are you serious, Commander? You expect me to deal with this alone? You expect me to suddenly have an alien hybrid baby and to not say who the father is?”
“No, you can have the baby. You can say who the father is, but I won't be here. I will be on my own planet,” he said. “Now, if you will excuse me, I have work to do,” he said as he walked out.
I could not fucking believe it. I was in shock. I wanted to burst into tears, but I couldn't do it where I was. I quickly walked out of the conference room and walked as fast as I could to my own apartment. It wasn't until I was inside that I let myself cry. This was the worst thing that could happen. What was I going to do? I was all alone in this. The commanderwas not the honorable alien I thought he was. Why did I ever think differently? Just because he was charming and was able to seduce me? I let my lust get the better of me, and now I was paying for it.
COMMANDER VYCON DASE
It felt wrong. I knew that I should not have done what I did. I was mean to Nicole. I gathered all of my hatred for the humans and took it out on her. It was immature of me to respond the way that I did. But I desired time to think. I was shocked, and the only way I knew how to push her away with to be mean to her. I regretted it. Now, I was in a landspeeder driving recklessly over the Earth areas on a scouting mission. I wasn't scheduled to scout, but I volunteered because I desired to release some of the energy before I took it out on someone like Sergeant Banks.
Sergeant Banks was one reason that I hated humans. It was the arrogant and entitled pieces of crap like him that made me think all humans must be that way. But now that I had lived among them, I started to think differently. Nicole had showed me what a big heart a human could have. It was made it clear to me why she had the job that she did; she was able to calm and soothe those around her, including myself.
After she told me, I went straight to the fighting rings. I disguised it as training, but I needed to release some steam.
“Maybe next time. You, Captain Bidu, care to show the Earthlings what we are made of?” I said with a grin.
I was relieved. The Captain was only five years older than I was and he was skilled in all kinds of battle and hand-to-hand combat. In a sense, I wanted him to kick my ass.
We both faced each other in the outline of the ring.
I jabbed at him, and he dodged my punch and punched me in the abs. The wind left me. It was a good hard punch. I swung at him quickly and punched him in the chest. He came back and grabbed my arm. Then we went down on the ground. Now it was a wrestling match as we punched and kicked while rolling across the floor. The soldiers were shouting and cheering. They were having a good time, and I thought Nicole would be proud of me for this. Watching to Grantsions fight was good for the relations between the Earth soldiers and the Zenkians. I could see them cheering together, not divided. It seemed that boys would be boys, no matter the species.
Finally, I let the Captain get the best of me. He punched me in the ribs over and over, and I did not resist. Finally, he stopped and looked at me.
“Did I knock whatever was bothering you out of your mind?” he asked with an arched brow.
He laughed. He stood up and then held out his hand to me. He helped me to my feet. The crowd cheered and clapped.
“And that is how it is done!” the Captain shouted. I smiled nodding in agreement to him defeating me.
But the beating did not help. I needed more of an adrenaline rush to get this out of my system. I went to wash the blood off my face and cleaned up. I could not stop thinking about how I responded to Nicole. I had to get out of the base. I got into a landspeeder and went for a scout. The scout was a good distraction. I could see just how much work needed to be done to defend this area and taking note of it was good work. The next day I did the same thing. I went for a scout as soon as I was able to take a landspeeder. I spent all morning out there running that landspeeder recklessly trying to occupy my mind. But it was not a good enough distraction. I thought about Nicole over and over.
The poor human female. I had just told her that she was in this alone. What was I thinking? Of course, I wanted the child. It was my flesh and blood too. I had made a big mistake. “Fuck!” I shouted to myself. I needed to fix this.
I needed to speak with her. It had been twenty-four hours since she told me, and I felt guilty for making her wait that long to come to her support and side. I could only imagine how she must have spent the night alone and in such turmoil. She could not confide this information in anyone but myself, and I had betrayed her. I turned the landspeeder around to head back to base. I needed to see her as soon as I landed. I needed to make sure that she was not in a long meeting. I got on the communication line and radioed back to the base.
“This is Commander Vycon Dase; I need to set up a meeting with Nicole Plimoc. I am on my way in from a scouting mission and I would like to speak with her as soon as I arrive” I said.
“Commander, you have not heard? Nicole left this morning to a copper mine several miles away. It is where we think the Waysaw will invade if they come in this vicinity.”
“What? No, I was not made aware of that. I'm coming back in,” I said as I made my way back to the base. I desired to find out why she had gone, and I was low on fuel. I desired to go to her. If the Waysaw did come, she would be in serious danger. I could not have that. She was carrying my child, and I desired to protect her and the child. I would give my life for it. But mostly, I desired to tell her that I loved her. I desired to tell her how wrong I was. I could not get back to the base fast enough.