Buck Rogers: SOS

Created & Written By: JS. Rogers

Based on Buck Rogers

Created By: Philip Francis Nowlan

Chapter One: A Wolf Among Them

Buck was eager to get back to Earth, to see Sarah and the kids. Every day away from them was hard, however, after what happened with the last mission spent alone, it was decided that Buck would check in once an hour, if she could. If not than as soon as she could. Buck had her music going when a distress call came over the unit. “Buck,” Beatrix said. “We're receiving a distress call.”

Turning off her music, she asked, “From where?”

“From a pre-space planet, one light year from here. Charts call it. . . . .Terra.”

“Really? Are we sure that it's a distress call?” Buck sounded concerned.

“Yes Buck. I double checked it and with the information upgrade from Twiki, It is definitely, a distress call.”

“Alright, let's go check it out.” Beatrix changed coarse, heading towards the planet. It didn't take long for them to reach Terra and as they came up to it, Beatrix came to a halt just outside the atmosphere. Buck scanned the planet to see exactly what she is dealing with hoping that this was something that can be written off as a planetary thing. The planet had five continents and the distress call came from the northern continent. “It's amazing, it even looks like Earth.” Buck commented. ”Okay. Let's land in the outskirts close to the distress call. We don't want to freak them out. I don't even know what this species looks like. After we land, if you detect anyone coming, you are to take off, with or without me.”

“Understood.” Beatrix scanned for a good spot to land, slowly approaching the spot. After landing, Buck grabbed a pair of binoculars and went to see what kind of surprises were in store for her. She had to walk a ways but she finally found a spot to lay down and check things out. The weather was warm, a little bit warmer than Earth, but it was tolerable. As Buck looked in the binoculars she noticed that just outside the city were two Terrans having some sort of a conversation. To Bucks amazement, they looked just like Humans. They were wearing what looked similar to Earth clothing. The city looked like what Buck was used to seeing back in her time. In fact, it looked almost like Chicago. Coming out of the city was a four lane road with vehicles that looked very similar to that of cars on Earth in the 21^st century

“Fascinating.” Buck said to herself. Buck realized that if she took off her uniform and wore just the black pants and blue tank top that was underneath her uniform, she should be able to pass as one of them. After careful consideration, she went back to Beatrix to get ready. “Beatrix. These people are almost exactly like Earth in the 21^st century.”

“That's wonderful Buck, but why are you taking off your uniform?”

“My clothes underneath should pass for their clothes. I'm going to go mingle among them to see what I can find.”

“Buck. I don't think that that's a very good idea.”

“I appreciate the concern, Beatrix, but I'll be fine. I want you to transfer the distress signal to my comm unit. I'm going to put it on silent. Hide out in space and I will meet you back here in one hour. Got it, one hour.” Buck pulled out from under her seat a pair of sneakers that she had Dr. Julius fabricate for her. She kept them under her seat in case she needed something comfortable to wear on missions. After putting everything in the back cockpit, she waved Beatrix up. Once Beatrix was in the clear, she headed to the city.

There were many people walking around. Men, women, children with who she could only assume were their parents. It was like being in downtown Chicago back in the 21^st century. No one paid her any mind as she walked the streets. Waiting at a corner for what looked like a crosswalk to change, several people acted as though they were either late for work, needed to get to the hair salon or just in a hurry. The cross light changed to a green dot and she just went a long with the others and crossed. On the corner was a man holding a large sign that said, “Men from stars walk among us!”

Walking a little further down was another man yelling that, “The end of the word was neigh.” To Bucks surprise, this man was speaking English. At least she now knew that she could speak when needed. Buck looked at her comm unit, noticing that it was directing her to head right. She walked for a few minutes before it told her that the signal was down an alley. Following the signal she could hear a couple of men talking. Buck leaned up against the wall and tried to peak around the corner hoping to see who was talking. She wasn't pleased with what she saw. “Draconians.” she whispered. Buck pulled herself back and waited for a moment to see if she could hear what they were saying. After about five minutes, she left moving as fast as she could without being obvious.

As she came rushing out of the alley, she bumped into a fairly large man, accidentally penetrating his mind. “Sorry.” She replied. The man just looked at Buck and then continued on. The thoughts she received from him were not pleasant, but she felt that she needed to get back to Beatrix to contact the Directorate. Buck met Beatrix and the rendezvous location, which Beatrix was right on time for. Hopping in the cockpit, Buck had Beatrix open a channel to Doctor Huer. “Doctor Huer. Is Wilma there with you?”

“I am Buck. What's wrong?” Both Doctor Huer and Wilma came across the view screen.

“I've come across a very disturbing situation. On the way home, Beatrix received a distress call, and yes, it's genuine, from a pre-space world. I decided to investigate and while I was walking among them, I discovered that the Draconians are here as well.”

“Draconians?” Doctor Huer confirmed.

“Yes Doctor Huer, and they're not here to buy vegetables.”

“On my way back to Beatrix, I accidentally bumped into a man and read his mind.” They both had a confused look on their faces. Buck never told them about that because she felt it wasn't necessary at the time. “I'll explain that later. Anyway, this man was part of a small group that was planning to over throw their government and the Draconians are going to be helping them. Doctor, we can't allow this.”

Doctor Huer had a disappointing look on his face. “No, we can't.”

“What do you need Buck?” Wilma asked.

“First, I need you and at least three other human pilots to meet me here. It's only a couple hours away, a planet called Terra. Also, each of you should be wearing civilian cloths, something like a tee shirt and shorts. Nothing fancy or extravagant. The people here look human. Their time period is equal to that of the 21^st century.”

“Right away Buck.” Wilma said.

“Buck,” Doctor Huer began. “Do not engage with the population until Wilma gets there.”

“Understood. Rogers out.” Buck took a breath. Now to tell Sarah the news. “Beatrix, open a channel to Sarah please.”

Sarah appeared on the screen and instantly knew something was up. “You're not going to be home any time soon are you?”

“I'm afraid not, Sweetheart. Beatrix picked up a distress call, don't worry this one is legit, but it came from a pre-space civilization. I'm waiting for Wilma and a squadron to meet me here.”

“It's that bad?”

“The Draconians are involved.”

“Oh wow. Please be careful Buck.”

“You know I will. How are the kids doing?”

“They are having fun unpacking their new stuff in their new rooms.”

“Awesome. I wish I were there to help. How are you doing, Sweetie?”

“I will admit, it's a little tougher than I thought it would be, but this is all worth it.”

“I know. I'll be home as soon as I can and when I get home, I'll take over so you can have a break.”

“What you do is important. Just be safe and get home to us.”

“I will. I love you. Give my love to the kids.”

“I will. I love you.” Sarah blew her a kiss and the screen went blank.

Beatrix continued the conversation with Buck. “It sounds like things are going good with the kids.”

“Oh they are. Goffrey hit Lisa the other day and we had to discipline him, but they are adapting well to life with us.” Buck laughed a little. “The kids have come to call me mamma,” she pronounced it out as though she were British, “and Sarah mommy.”

“That, I believe you humans would say is, adorable.”

Time passed by quickly and as Buck looked up, Wilma and three others landed next to Beatrix. They hoped that they didn't create any unwanted attention, but only time will tell. “Has it been two hours already?” Buck hopped out of the cockpit to greet them. “Wilma, looking good.”

“I'd say the same thing for you.” Wilma stopped at Buck and continued. “What do we have?”

“The species is remarkably similar to Earth. They way they have evolved, their cities, they even speak English. We'll blend in perfectly.” Buck turned her attention to the other three pilots. “Caldwell, Turner, Manfred, I need you three to fly in high orbit so you won't be seen by the locals and scan for any Draconians on the planet. Make sure you use your radar blocker. Fly in that direction, that direction and that direction.” She pointed in three different directions for them to fly. As they took off, Buck turned to Beatrix and Elisk. “Beatrix, I want you to fly North East and Elisk, fly South East. I want you two to scan the entire planet.” As the two Starfighters took off, Buck turned to Wilma, “Shall we?” They began their journey into the city.

As they walked into the city Wilma looked around as if she was someone out of time. She was used to the high tech look that New Chicago and other planets displayed, but to her, this was all foreign. Buck looked at the way she was looking at everything and realized that this is probably how she, Sarah and Gavin looked when they first arrived and saw New Chicago. To Wilma, the architecture alone was nearly prehistoric, not to mention the vehicles. Buck pointed to the man with the 'Men from stars walk among us.' sign and then pointed out a couple of shops. “Is this how it was in your time?” She asked Buck.

“Yep. Nearly a spitting image.”

“Amazing.”

“Come on. The signal came from this direction.” Buck carefully lead Wilma to the alley and as they reached the spot where the men were, she eased in to the wall. Wilma followed suit as Buck peered around the corner. “Okay. The coast is clear.” She whispered. Wilma wasn't exactly confused, though she didn't know what Buck meant, this wasn't the first time she heard Buck use that phrase. Slowly heading around the corner, Buck and Wilma followed the signal to a wood door. The door was white and had a small window in the top middle of the door. Buck looked through the window noticing that it was dark in there. Buck wasn't sure what she was going to say or do if the person who was controlling the distress call was actually there.

As Buck tried to peek through the window, they could hear a voice from behind them. “Is there something I can help you with?” The young woman asked, her accent a little southern like.

Buck smiled and replied, “Yes. We're looking for the occupant of this place.”

The young woman gasped. Rushing to unlock the door, she said, “You two ain't be out here. Speedily, we have to go in.” After they were all in, she shut the door behind them, looking to make sure Buck and Wilma weren't followed. “How long did you here? What globe are you in? I have many questions.”

“What makes you think we're from another globe?” Buck asked.

“Well, you accent id different and you words are wrong.”

Buck looked at Wilma. She shrugged her shoulders and waved an underhand to the woman. “We come from a planet not far from here. Are you the one who sent the distress call?”

“Ya. We need help. Strange men from stars come and help bad people.”

“What do you mean, bad people?” Wilma asked.

“Group of people wish to take over government. Strange men from stars bring weapons and stuff not of this globe to do so.”

“Okay.” Buck began. “First, I'm Buck. This is Wilma. What's your name?”

“I'm Tuma.”

“It's nice to meet you Tuma.” Buck continued. “We will help, but there are some things we need to discuss. No one and I mean no one can know that we're here. If you say anything to anyone about us being here, it could alert the men from stars.” Tuma nodded.

“Tuma,” Wilma started, “How did you come to know about this group and these men?”

“I'm part of group. I don't agree with government, but these men from stars are dangerous. I not trust them.”

“How did you.....?” Wilma wasn't able to finish her sentence.

“I figure if there bad men from stars, there must be good ones too.”

Buck spoke, “That's an awfully huge risk to take. You could have brought other bad people here. The world outside your globe is not always friendly, Tuma. I would suggest shutting it off right away, before others come.” Tuma walked over to the device, hidden in a cupboard. As she turned it off, Buck continued. “Tuma, do you have a city map here?”

“Yes.”

“Can you show us where this group meets?” Tuma walked to a bookshelf and pulled out a map of the city. With the lack of man made satellites in orbit, Buck figured that they most likely didn't have cell phones. Unfolding the map, Tuma pointed to a building not to far from where they were. “How many members are in this group?”

“Um, just over a hundred. There is about ten of us that don't like men from stars.”

“When is the next meeting?” Wilma asked.

“Tonight. In hour.”

Wilma continued. “Can you take us to this meeting?”

“Yes.”

“Excellent.” Buck replied.

Chapter Two: Aliens Walk Among Us

'Tuma wasn't lying.' Buck thought. The hall where they were was crowded and as they walked to a spot that was comfortable and where they could see, a young man walked onto the little stage that was set up for him. Just as he was about to speak into the microphone, a woman came up to him and whispered in his ear. As she left, he spoke. “Dear friends, comrades. We have a traitor in our midst. This traitor has contacted others that mean to stop us.” As he spoke, the crowed started getting restless, whispering. “This traitor here, right now, with these off globers.”

As the others look around to see if they could see these people, Buck whispered to Wilma, “I ... don't … like this, Wilma.”

“Neither do I. Let's try to sneak out.”

Buck tapped Tuma and when they turned around, they were met by military soldiers emphasizing the weapons in their hands. By this time, all eyes were on them. Buck gave a simple giggle and said, raising her eyebrows, “Take us to your leader?” After they were surrounded the soldiers escorted them to one of their military vehicles and left after everyone was in.

This has been a first for all three of them, however, Buck has been on their end of this type of situation. She had a pretty good idea of where they were going. As the vehicle came to a stop, Buck could hear military personnel yelling here and there and when the doors opened, Buck took a deep breath. The soldiers indicated for them to get moving and brought them to a room with two chairs and a small table. “Where are we Buck?” Wilma asked. The room was drab and very unfriendly.

“We're in an interrogation room.”

“A what?” She questioned.

“It's much like the room you held me in when we first met.”

“Ugh. It doesn't seem like it.”

“Yeah, well, these rooms aren't meant for comfort. They're meant to intimidate. I just hope these guys are friendly.”

“What makes you say that?” Wilma curiously asked.

“You see that mirror? They're on the other side watching and listening to everything we say.”

The door opened and an older woman in a full military uniform walked in. “Greeting. I General Sammy Leer. I assure you Buck, we are not you enemy.”

“Then why are we in here?” Wilma asked. The entire time, Tuma stayed quiet.

All the General did was look at Buck. “They wanted to make sure that we weren't the enemy.”

“Please come.” The General said. As they walked out the door, she continued to talk. “I speak to you most, Buck, because you seem to be in charge.”

“Actually,” Buck pointed her thumb towards Wilma, “she is.”

“Oh no Buck, please, take the lead.” Wilma insisted.

“Allow me to properly introduce ourselves. I am Captain Buck Rogers, My superior, Colonel Wilma Deering, and this young lady is, . . . . .”

“Tuma Dotty. Yes. We have surveillance in group. The man who turned you in is one of us. As soon as signal went up, we started watching Tuma. The five ships you have watch us, we know of. We don't see a threat, so we leave them alone.”

“Actually, three of those ships are searching for any men from stars.”

“Ah.” The General said as they walked into the control room. “Captain Rogers, we determine you are friend, but we don't know why you here.”

“Those men from stars that that group is talking with, they are bad men.”

“Yes, we determine that.”

“General, your globe is what we, who live among the stars, call a pre-space civilization. That means that you aren't supposed to know about anything or anyone beyond the globes near your globe. Those of us among the stars have a law that we do not interfere with pre-space globes. Those men from stars are in violation of that law. My people and I came here to stop them. You aren't supposed to know they here or that we are here.”

“But here you are.” the General remarked.

“Yes. You're more cunning than I thought you would be. We are only here to stop those men and then we'll leave.”

“Do you need assistance?”

“I don't believe so.” Buck replied.

“Take this.” She handed Buck some sort of watch. “If you do, call me with this. We will come help.”

“So you do have cellular technology. How though? I didn't see any satellites.”

“Come now Captain. Would you give up your most treasured secrets? Even to friends?”

“Well, one can try, can't they?”

“Indeed.”

“Caldwell, Manfred,” Turner began. “I'm not finding anything. Are you?”

Caldwell spoke first. “That would be a big no on my side.” The accent sounded like something from ancient Earth.

“I'm glad you put it that way. Have I found Draconians? No, but I have found something. I think you two had better come take a look.”

“On my way.” Turner said.

“I'll be right there, good buddy.” Caldwell said.

“Caldwell,” Manfred started, “We've been best friends since the first day of school when we were little and I have to say, you sound ridiculous when you talk that way.”

“Well, good buddy, I can understand why you might think that. But I'd like to remind you that I come from a long line of what used to be called Texans. Now, all I am doing is honoring my ancestry. I am sorry you find it ridiculous, but I intend to continue to talk this way, so buckle up buttercup.”

In their ear pieces, they could hear Turner laughing like crazy. It wasn't long before Turner saw the other two flying close by.

“Now what do we have here?” Caldwell said.

Manfred piped in, “Look at the structures of those buildings. They look older than the city we just came from.”

Turner joined in, “Is it possible that this city is older then the other one?”

“I don't know.” Manfred replied. “But I bet Colonel Deering and Captain Rogers would be interested to know about this.”

“Well, y'all.” Caldwell had a huge smile. “I think it's about time we scoot ourselves back to the rendezvous spot and wait for the good Colonel and Captain. Whatchya all think?”

Manfred replied. “I think you're almost as bad as Captain Rogers with that kind of talk.”

While laughing, Turner replied, “Let's head back.” Back at the rendezvous spot, they noticed that Beatrix and Elisk were already waiting. After landing, since Turner had the higher rank, walked up to Beatrix and Elisk. “Beatrix, what did you find?”

“Major Turner, all I found were cities of various ages and design.”

“As did I Major Turner.” Elisk offered.

“Alright. We'll just have to wait for the Colonel and Captain.”

“Colonel Deering, Captain Rogers,” General Leer began. “I know you feel that these men from stars are dangerous and you feel that it's your duty to remove them from our planet, but I assure you, if we thought that they were of any danger, we would have captured them already. The damage is done.”

“General, I really think.......” Buck said.

“Captain, we appreciate you willing to take men from stars, but we have under control.”

“Are you sure?” Buck said. “There's nothing I can say to change your mind?”

“Thank Captain, but no.”

“What about Tuma?” Buck asked.

“We will release her, but we will confiscate device so no other star dwellers will come here. It'll be blue skies from here on out.”

“Alright.”

The general waved a couple of soldiers to her. “My men escort you to city.”

As Wilma and Buck walked through the city, they took their time. “As first contacts go, I think that went pretty well.” Wilma said.

“It did. Almost too well.” Buck shook her head. “Still, Wilma. My gut is telling me that something isn't right. There's something off and I can't figure out what.” The thoughts kept rummaging around in her head, trying to piece themselves together. Buck kept looking around at the shops, the trees, the grass, even the road structures. She just couldn't escape that feeling that something was off.”

As they walked up to the other fighters, Major Turner Ran towards Buck and Wilma. “Colonel, Captain, none of us found any signs of Draconians, however, Beatrix, Elisk and myself found cities of various ages and materials.”

That wasn't exactly what Buck wanted to hear, it only added to her feeling of something being wrong. “Perhaps we just need to get home?” Wilma suggested. “After all, Buck you haven't been home in two days. I'm sure you're eager to see Sarah and the kids.”

Buck stood staring at the city for a moment. As close to Earth as it was, it was still just different enough to be enjoyable. “Perhaps you're right, Wilma.” She decided that she was just going to have to let it go. Whatever it was, it wasn't as important as getting back to her family. Sarah was eager to have Buck back as I'm sure the Directorate is too. “Let's go home.”

Chapter Three: Revelation

The five pilots got into their fighters and headed home. As they were approaching the edge of the solar system, Buck whispered aloud, “It'll be blue skies from here on out.” A light bulb went on in her head, “NO.” Buck sharply turned Beatrix around and headed back to planet. Beatrix has learned to trust Buck when she does these unusual things. “Beatrix, bring us to the fastest and safest speed and head back to that city.”

“As you wish Buck. Did you think of something you hadn't before?”

“Yes.” Wilma and the others soon realized that Buck had turned around and turned to follow her. As they flew up to the city, Buck noticed that it was no longer there. “Are you sure this is where the city was?”

“Positive Buck.”

“Okay. Land in what was the center of the city.” It wasn't too long after Buck landed that the others arrived and landed next to her. Buck got out of her fighter and started walking around. “Leer!!!” Buck yelled. “Show yourself. NOW!!!!!”

“Buck. What is going on?” Wilma asked, concerned about the situation.

Leer suddenly appeared out of no where. As Manfred and Caldwell pulled out their weapons, Leer held up a hand. “That won't be necessary.” Leer walked up to Buck. “What gave you that final realization Captain?”

“I have to admit, you''re good. It took me a while. The streets, and that man shouting the end is nigh. Almost spot on. But you made two critical mistakes. The first one was back at your base. You said full sentences, not broken ones and you said planet in those sentences, not globe. But what triggered it, was when you said, “It'll be blue skies from here on out.” That is an Earth saying. The chances of another planet developing that exact saying, is one in a million.”

“I have to admit, Captain. You are far more inelegant than I gave you credit for.”

“I don't understand. How are they........?” Wilma began.

“They're Mimics.” Buck replied.

“For millions of years, our planet has remained hidden. Other species have learned of us and very few have actually met a Mimic. To most, we're a myth. But you pieced it all together, Captain Rogers. I congratulate you.”

“This device you gave me, What does it really do?”

“It's supposed to make you forget all about us?”

“I assure you I'm not a threat to you?” Buck raised her left hand to pull away the hair that was bugging her.

“You're a Daughter of Triad. It's not in your nature to purposely harm others. And I trust you not to expose where we are.”

“Why the cloaking, why the mimicking?”

“One million, five hundred years ago, a species who call themselves The Rage attacked our planet. They took resources, destroyed much of our planets surface and killed many of my people. After they left, it took us five hundred years to pick ourselves up. Once we did, we advanced our technology, created devices that would allow our technology to change like us. Once our civilization was up to what we felt as par, we went into the stars. We had observers on many planets, including yours. Don't worry, there's currently no one on your planet.

Buck. We are a very docile species. We truly mean no harm. What you saw here was just a way that some people enjoy to live.” Leer pulled a device similar to Bucks comm unit. “To show you that we mean no harm, I want to give you this. It's a scanner. When you point it at a person, if that person is a Mimic, this will show you their true form.”

“Thank you. There is one more thing however. When we get back, I'm going to have to inform my superiors about what happened here. They know we're here. I'll respect your wishes and not say anything, however, with these guys not remembering anything, my people will begin an investigation and swarm this planet.”

“I see the predicament you're in. Pull out that first device.” Buck did as she asked. “There's a button on it. If you push it and tell them any made up story, it will replace the memories to the story and they will think that that really happened. Press it again, and it sets those memories in. Be safe on your flight home.” Leer vanished as they all climbed into their starfighters to take off. Buck looked at the area one last time before lifting off.

The flight home was fairly uneventful, at least for Wilma and the other three officers. Buck on the other hand pondered what she was told by Leer. What she saw was amazing when you think about it. Here was a species that was ravaged by another species and instead of being vengeful, they decide to learn from it. A species that can change their shape and created technology to match that and more. 'By all rights, they could be taking over other worlds and no one would know otherwise or be able to stop them.' Buck thought. 'That's a species we should be friends with.' Buck however, had already chosen to respect their privacy and not tell anyone about them. She did have one question that went unanswered that may or may not bug her. The Triad. Leer knew that she was a Daughter of Triad by the blade she wore. Buck wondered how close they were to the Triad, were any of them a Child of Triad, better yet, were three of them, the Triad. They definitely follow the ways of the Triad and their technology is definitely advanced enough to create the blade.

Pulling out the device, Buck realized that she was going to have to do something that she absolutely abhorred. She was going to have to lie. She hated the fact that she couldn't tell them the truth, especially since she considered them very close friends. Pressing the button, she began to speak. “You know, I really wish we didn't have to destroy those Draconian fighters. Manfred, and Turner, You two were great out there, you really put up a good fight. As did you Caldwell, thanx for having my back. Wilma, thanx to your help, we are able to keep that pre-space planet safe and unaware of anything outside their solar system. Great job everyone.” Buck turned off her comm.

“Beatrix, I need you to do me a huge favor.”

“What's that Buck?”

“After we land and after we leave the the hanger bay, I need you and the other four starfighters that came to the planet to erase all data on the planet and the people. Absolutely no information about them should be known or in your records.”

“Understood. May I ask why, though?”

“They don't want anyone knowing about them. If you five have that data in your systems, then it can be extracted. Best to just delete all information on them.”

“Understood. I will make sure they get it done.”

“Thank you, Beatrix.”

There was a little bit of a pause. To some, it could be considered uncomfortable, but to Buck, it just felt like silence. “Buck?” Beatrix paused, almost as if she was trying to figure out how to say the next sentence. “What about you? The others seem to have forgotten about them, but your full memory of them is in tact.”

“I can only assume that it has something to do with me being a Daughter of Triad. Some how, the blade protects me from devices that effect memory.”

“I see.” As the fighters landed one by one, the bay crew prepared the fighters for refueling, check ups and a cleaning. As Buck began to walk away, Beatrix spoke up. “Buck. Good luck.”

With a smile, she replied back, “Thanx Beatrix.”

Doctor Huer sat behind his desk, waiting to hear from Wilma and Buck about what happened. After Buck debriefed on the mission, Wilma told him what Buck had programmed them to believe, explaining that the planet was safe. After the debriefing, Buck stopped off at one of the shops in town and picked up some flowers for Sarah and a toy for each child.

As Buck walked through the door, Lisa, yelled, “Mamma home!” The kids ran up to her and gave her a hug as she bent down. “I have something for the two of you.” She pulled out the two toys, holding the bouquet of flowers tightly in her left hand as well as one of the bag handles. She reached in the bag and pulled out the toy for Lisa, and then the toy for Goffrey. The two gave her a huge smile and ran off to play with their toy. Buck walked up to Sarah. “These are for you.” She handed Sarah the flowers and her face lit up.

“They're beautiful, thank-you.” She gave Buck a passionate kiss and walked over to the fabricator. “A glass vase, please.” Buck and Sarah quickly learned that the fabricators in the living quarters can only fabricate food and small things such as vases and writing material, items that weren't really important. Anything big had to be brought to Doctor Julius at the archives or be bought. Usually Doctor Julius only dealt with fabricating things of the past. As the vase fabricated, Sarah asked. “How did the mission and the distress call go?”

“The mission went very well. They contracted with us for the next fifty years.”

“That's wonderful. What about your distress call?” She asked as she arranged the flowers in the vase.

Buck walked up behind her and wrapped her arms around Sarah's waist. “You know, I will never lie to you, so please know, that when I say, I can't talk about it, I really can't talk about it. Mainly for your safety.”

“I understand and trust you buck.” With Bucks arms still around her waist, Sarah turned around placing her arms around Bucks neck. “I'm glad you're home.”

“Me too.”