Your sister has some explaining to do

You march into your bedroom to find that Rachel is still asleep soundly in your bed. You want nothing more than to wake Rachel up, but you hold back, leaving her to sleep.

"They are both OK, I need to control myself" You wispier; trying to calm yourself down.

You breathe in then out, then in then out, and do it three more times. You then shake your naked sister from her sleep.

"Rachel" you tell her, "get up."

She stirs, opening her blue eyes just enough to see the scowl on your face.

"What is it, Aaron?" She asks.

"Did you walk here?" You sternly ask her.

She sits up, knowing that you now know what she did.

"Look I wanted to make sure you were OK." She tries to give as an excuse.

"Dam it Rachel" you say frustrated, running your hands through your hair and sitting on the bed.

"It was not safe, that's why I wanted you to take the ship." You explain, raising your voice at the end.

"We're fine," she crosses her arms, "you can't treat me like a child."

You know what she means, Your older brother Logan, who was six years older than you, always ignored the two of you, causing you and Rachel to be together. Your parents used to joke that you were tied at the hip together; she did, however, take it that hardest when you left after graduation.

You turn to her, she is curled up into a ball on the bed, looking at her feet.

"What supplies did you bring?" you ask, trying to be calm.

"Enough for a while." She tells you, pouting.

"Dam it." You stand up, pacing around.

"What if something happened to you?" you ask, "I just lost Mom and Dad, I can't lose you too."

"I'm sorry" she mumbles, her expression changing from pouting to regret.

"What did you say!" You shout.

"I'm sorry!" she meekly yells back, she begins crying.

"I'm sorry too" You hug her tightly.

"I just can't lose you" You wispier to her.

Rachel comes back around and kisses you, you can feel her tears on her face. She locks on and then pulls back.

"I love you," she says.

"I love you too," you tell her re-engaging the kiss.

You feel her breath become more shallow, you know where this is headed. That's when you get an idea. You have to maintain order in this colony.

"Now for your punishment." You push her onto the bed.