Getting away

The next thirty minutes were jarring as The Captain and Giana try desperately to evade the enemy flack weapons. When it was over and the pod isn’t taking evasive maneuvers you sat down on one of the small cabins two bunks you started trembling. The Captain and Giana were still up in the cockpit piloting the ship towards… gods knows where. The system where you are at had no habitual planets and reaching another system could take years without FTL travel.

You started a breathing exercise you learnt in the academy and slowly began to calm yourself. Navy ships such as the Prometheus give encrypted signals back so several hubs to the near earth systems relaying ship reports and locations. The first report missed by fleet control will trigger a inquiry. The second report missed will prompt a fighter recon to be sent to the last know location of the ship.

The problem is you are at a remote system far away from the nearest hub. Communications are sent faster than light but it could be days before the Fleet knows anything is amiss. Even then, with FTL capabilities a rescue ship is going to have to spend at least a week in transit.

You’re brought back from your thoughts by Giana opening the door between the cabin and the cockpit.

“Capitan says she can handle the ship for awhile but wants to be relieved in six hours.” Giana said

“Is she alright?” You asked. “I noticed some burns on her uniform before we entered the escape pod.”

“I think so, I tried to look at them but she wouldn’t let me and then told me to get some rest.” shakiness showing in her voice.

“Geez she’s probably gona get herself in worse shape than she already is in with that macho crap” you observed.

“I know, but that’s just her style” she said with an annoyed smile on her face

“Come here” you said kindly opening your arms.

You embraced her in a tight hug that seems to last hours.

“Do you mind if I nap on this cot with you?" She asked "I don’t want to be alone right now.”

“Of course you can.” You answered.

You both laid down as she adjusts herself so her back is resting against your front in a spooning fashion. You put one arm out for her to lean her head against and place another hand on her hip. Having such a beautiful woman’s ass sticking out against your crotch starts to have an effect but you try to think of other things.