Your not sure, too long in any case.

When you finally regained any real sense of consciousness it could of been hours hell maybe even a day or two later, the heavy throb of a headache brought on by dehydration eating at your peaceful slumber, as your eyes slowly fluttered open and you find yourself still inside of Garths room staring up at the mellow ambient lights, which still feel too bright as your eyes adjust to them after so long in the dark. You tried to cover your eyes from the dazzling light, but found them unable to move to far, as you began to blink and regain the rest of your faculties. You couldn't help but feel distinctly fatigued with muscles aching in places you barley even knew could ache.

"Morning sleeping beauty." You hear Garth say as you blink a few times as you try and focus your eyes on the source of Garths voice, and regretting it as you finally see the smug grin on his face. "Here I got you some water, bet you're feeling pretty thirsty after all that excerises." Garth continues, as his form blurs as he moves towards his arms extending towards you, as you feel an ice cool bottle on your lips and instinctively open your mouth to allow Garth to pour water into your mouth, after trying in vain to move your hands to take the offered bottle.

The water feels immensely refreshing as you feel it pass down your throat, feelings it travels down your body with its cooling touch. "What happened?" You half murmur as you try in vain to pull together your thought and piece together recent memories, as they elude you as only disjointed fragments seem to exist.

"Well we had ourselves a real party, and I guess the **** were stronger than I thought, as you've been passes out for almost a day now." Garth grins as your blink a few last times and take in your surroundings as you feel something bulky under your back, which aches with a dull throb.

"****?" You stammer as hold your mouth open for another mouthful of refreshing water, which you are partly resentful for having to do, but thankful that Garth was able to notice as he pours more water into your mouth.

"Yeah, think I might of overdone them, but hell if we didn't have fun, I'm sort of hoping it doesn't take so I can try again." Garth says with a predator grin as you look around and chance the pain of moving your body, already not liking where this was going.

"Hoping what doesn't take." You ask with a nervous voice as pieces of a horrifying puzzle begin to slowly fall into place in your mind, as you hope beyond anything that you were overthinking things.

"My seed silly, you should know I pumped enough into your to make it look like you were already a little pregnant." Garth chuckles as he rests a hand on your stomach as you suddenly become all too aware of how sore and sticky you are between the legs, and alarm bells start to ring in your head.

"You're trying to knock me up?" You quickly ask in panic, any semblance of trying to stay in the character you played for Garth are lost as you try once more to move your hands.

"Well I think I'm a little beyond try at this stage sweet thing, no I'm not going to try and knock you up, I am going knock you up." Garth growls back at you as his hands roam up your body and over your perky boobs.

"Why, why would you do that?" You gasp as you continue to struggle fruitless at whatever is binding you arms.

"Well for one you have one smoking hot body, and trying to play me with that bimbo act aside, you've been nice company for me. Secondly I'm going to return you to your daddy with a bun in the oven, where he'll either pair us off, or pay me off." Garth grins with smug satisfaction, as your mind races in crisis mode to try and find a way out of this mess.

"Look I'm sorry for trying to play you, but I didn't want to go back home, not to him." You plead feeling that any further lie would be pointless at this stage. You had underestimated Garth and now it was bitting you in the ass.

"Oh I know sweet thing I know, and honestly I hope you daddy pairs us off rather than sends me packing, and makes you a prisoner in your own home with just our child to raise." Garth replies in a tone that might pass for comforting where it not for that damn grin on his face.

"Is there anything I can say or do to convince you not to take me back home?" You ask welling up all the sincerity you can muster in your current state as you a final plea to Garth hoping beyond all hopes that he will hear you out.

"After everything you've tried already?" Garth asks raising an eyebrow in an unconvinced manner.

"Please, I was **** to escape, I wouldn't of let any harm come to you, I'm not like that I swear." You plead once more, hoping that Garth had read enough into any info on your crimes to know your weakness for sharing your wealth with other less fortunate souls.

"Well I can believe that much at least." Garth begins as he takes a deep breath and considers your words, as you reel at your last opurtunity to get out of this mess.

"Anything you could want, I'll work for you put my skills in your hands, just keep me away from my father." You continue, silently hating yourself for having to plead for your freedom like this.

"Alright I have one idea that will work, and I'll warn you now that if you cross me I'll make it my life's work tracking you down and dragging that ass of yours back to your father." Garth begins as he turns on you with a stern glare that makes you feel uneasy as you wondered what price this deal would take.

"Can I hear it before I agree?" You begin as you try and blink a few tears back as you hold back the urge to weep.

"You may." Garth says his voice flat and commanding, more so than ever sounding like your prison warden than a bounty hunter.

"Ok then, what would the deal be to avoid going back to my father." You ask hesitantly taking a few deep breaths and preparing yourself for the news.

"One, you will marry me at the nearest station we pass, which will be more to officiate our deal than anything I realize, I don't expect you to feel anything for me." Garth begins as you nod along. So far not too bad, as marriage didn't carry the same weight as it used to, and more so than ever being used to cement partnerships and trade agreements. "Two, you will have a child with me, which given how things have gone, is probably already done, but if not we'll continue. Again I don't expect you to love me or anything, but I want you to help care for our child and not to take anything out on them on account of me. Garth continues as he leans on the bulkhead wall of his room as you silently nod. Not what you wanted to hear, but honestly he might be right and the deed might already be done and you could be too far from anywhere to prevent it from happening.

"Anything else?" You add trying not to sound as defeated as you sound.

"Yeah, this one will be more long term even than the second one." Garth begins sounding abit sorrowful himself, as you look up to him and see his face soften as he stares up at the ceiling. "This isn't the life I wanted when I was younger, and it's sure as hell not what I want any kid unfortunate enough to have me as a father to inherit, so once we've turned in your former cell mate I want to swap my bounty hunting hat for a regular captains one." Garth continues as he speaks slowly and in a softer tone than you'd of though possible. "So my final request of you if you accept my deal." Garth continues before hesitating as he tries to find the right words. "I want you to work with me as a partner, and help me become a captain hauling more honest cargo than wanted criminals. I want my name to be one people are happy to hear, not to dread or feel nervous about." Garth says as he rubs his neck awkwardly, struggling to find the exact words.

"You want me to work with you to make you a person people want to deal with, help build something to be proud of, something you'd be happy for your children to inherit." You say in a soft tone as you try and imagine Garth dressed in the ubiquitous jumpsuits that every Captain seems to wear beneath some more impressive flight jacket.

"Yes, exactly." Garth says turning back to you a stunned look on his face. "Why are you smirking like that?" Garth asks as his eye brows furrow as you hold back a fit of giggles.

"Sorry I can't help it, rush of conflicting emotions, and then imaging you with one of those dorky jumpsuits and matching hats." You say as tears stream down your face as emotions flood as you can't help but laugh.

"So is that your answer then?" Garth says as he begins to scowl at you as you try and control you giggle fit.

"No it's not, Its just that I want you to let me help pick out your outfit if we're really going to do this." You reply as you finally manage to get a control on your giggle fit.

"Wait what? What's wrong with with the way I dress?" Garth asks sounding mildly offended.

"Well I mean technically nothing, but trust me you'd look ridiculous if you go with the normal captain look, but I think I can help come up with something more eye catching, something that will set you apart from most captain." You begin as you smile at Garth to show you weren't pulling his leg.

"Alright lets hear it then?" Garth says with a smile as he looks down at you.

"Alright well the way I see it is that you're going to have a hard time shaking that bounty hunter feel you've been building up over the years." You begin as Garth nods in agreement. "So I'm thinking don't shake it, work with it, use that tough persona and cater towards the jobs that people see are more dangerous, it'll be higher risk of course, but it'll pay well and help build up a solid reputation as a reliable captain if we can pull it off." You continue as Garth nods.

"So a tougher captain for the rougher jobs." Garth muses as a smile broadens on his face.

"Exactly, now we'll need to make some upgrades to ensure your ships up to the task, but I reckon between us we should be able to outsmart or outfight any pirate that tries it on with us." You continue as the whole idea begins to seem more appealing to you. Sure the whole thing might be a gilded cage, and you still had to put up with Garth and you weren't sure how that would pan out, especially with the prospect of having to have his child, maybe even more than one.

"Sounds promising." Garth continue with a smile.

"Of course we'll need to establish ourselves on a solid trade world, more so to give a more stable environment to raise a child, maybe hire a nanny to take care of the child while I'm assisting you on some jobs, but always giving us something to come home to." You offer as you look up at Garth.

"Don't think I've ever had something like that motivating me before." Garth says looking down at his feet for a moment in some form of contemplation.

"Well that's just one part, the next is changing into something for our child to look up to." You continue you voice soft as the whole situation finally hitting home as you put as much thought into it as you had.

"Yeah, that might be the biggest challenge for me." Garth replies with a nervous laugh.

"No not just you, me as well, we'll have to try and work towards something, we'll need money, but it shouldn't be why we do this, you want to build something you can be proud of, and I want to help with that, but Greed is a terrible motivation, you only have to look at how I turned out to see what that can do for a child." You says as you let out a sad sounding sigh.

"Alright then, it sounds like you've made your decision then." Garth says with a smile. "Not sure if you actually see something in me and my want for something better, or if you just detest your father that much, but it means a lot to me that your willing to try." Garth says with a smile.

"Who knows, maybe it's a little of both, but we'll see where this path takes us I guess, I suppose it's sort of what I wanted anyway, well maybe not starting a family so soon, but there might not be any helping that." You say as you glance down at your flat stomach wondering if a new life had already taken root.

"Alright then Vallaria." Garth begins as you hear a beep and finally your arms are able to move, as they are released from some cuff like mechanism releases, and Garth offers a hand to you as he helps you to your feet. "Do we have a deal?" Garth asks as you steady yourself for a moment on your unstable footing.

"Sure, and call me Val, I guess if we're going to be wed soon might as well let you use my short name." You reply with a smile as you take a look at Garth evaluating his features in a different light, and find yourself feeling that he wasn't as bad as you had thought.

"Well Val, I think I might have some more fitting clothes if you'd like, and if you want to I can set you up in another room rather than putting you back in the cell." Garth offers as he searches around for a moment in a locker before finding a fairly basic jumpsuit that will cover the modesty left wanting from your corset.

"No need, I think there's enough room to share." You say with a smile as Garths eyes light up and his face broadens into a warm smile of his own. "Speaking of sharing, suppose I should show you what I had tucked away for the escape I had planned, as you try and will your corset outfit back into the catsuit shape it was when you first got it, including revealing the hidden pockets.

"Showing me your hand like that, you really want to go through with this." Garth says softly as you proceed to retrieve all the various thieves tools and place them on a nearby table.

"Well until that last request of yours I woudln't of but what you wanted, it reminded me a lot of something my mother once told me, and well I guess I kind of want it to." You reply with a warm smile

"So you reckon there's any hope for us, as you know an us?" Garth offers with a nervous rub of his neck.

"Maybe, it's early to say, but treat me right for the most part, and wrong in the bedroom, and I think there might be some hope." You offer with a slightly seductive tone. "First things first, thought that prisoner can still use his psychic powers so unless you've got a better containment plan we need to be careful." You say quickly as you realize John could of been listening into your thoughts and planning his own breakout, and maybe **** on you bailing on his plan.

"Already taken care of, his cell had a statsis field in it, so he's frozen in place until we can safely store him." Garth begins with a wry smile as you turn and look at him.

"So if you could do that all along why did you leave him to conspire with me?" You ask sounding confused for a moment.

"Well he thought he had outsmarted me, thought it would be pretty satisfying to let him live in that delusion for a while before having him wake up in a proper cell." Garth replies with a smug smile that for the first time, didn't seem annoying to you.

"I'm starting to wonder if we're more alike than I thought." You reply with a grin as you shake you head and stretch. "So is there a shower we can use nearby or something similar I ache all over and feel pretty sticky." You say as you turn back to Garth.

"Sure, I'll help you with that, after all I did train as a masseuse many years ago." Garth says with a smile as he leads you out of his room.

"You know Garth I think there might be hope for us yet." You reply as you run a hand over your flat stomach through the cat suit and wonder what the future might hold in store for you now.