by S. E. Smith
Panic hit Saber hard. The teasing Taylor, he could handle. The furious Taylor, he could relish. The crying Taylor? Now, that was enough to overwhelm even the strongest warrior’s defenses. He started when she suddenly stepped close to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. He swallowed and wound his arms around her as she pressed her cheek against his chest.
“Why do you feel like you don’t fit in?” Saber asked in a soft tone.
“The teacher is talking about all this technology that I don’t know about. Heck, I’m still trying to learn the language,” she sniffed. “He was asking questions about the different planets in the galaxy and specifics about the species. The only one I knew even a little bit about was the Trivators and he didn’t ask about you guys. Then, the math class! Oh my God! I’m so stupid when it comes to math,” she groaned. “I hate it, and the teacher there was talking about all these equations and theories and other crap. The only areas I’m any good at are the physical training and science classes.”
“You are not stupid,” Saber growled under his breath. He stepped back and slid his hands down her arms to hold her away from him when she tried to hide her face again. “Taylor, look at me,” he ordered. He waited until she looked up at him before he spoke again. “You are one of the smartest females I have ever met.”
She sniffed again. “I don’t feel it,” she mumbled in a grumpy tone. “The other girls….”
“What did the other girls do?” Saber demanded angrily.
Taylor looked away. “They make fun of the way I talk and how I dress and the way I look. One of them even called me ugly,” she whispered, refusing to look at him. “I punched her in the nose.”
“She called you… You did what?!” Saber exclaimed, placing his hand under her chin so she was forced to look up at him.
Taylor’s lips twitched. “I said I punched her in the nose,” she reluctantly admitted. “I was aiming for her mouth, but she turned at the last minute to say some other nasty comment to the group of girls she was with and I hit her nose instead.”
A startled chuckle escaped Saber. “Did you make her bleed?” he asked in curiosity.
“Maybe a little,” she said with a twinkle in her eye. “The teacher wanted to know what was going on. One of the guys in the class told him what she called me.”
“Guys? Since when do they allow the males close to the females in the schools?” Saber demanded with a frown. “It was always forbidden for warriors in training and females to attend the same schools.”
Taylor shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe it’s because Buzz and the other guys aren’t training to be warriors. Buzz said he wanted to go into medical training,” she explained. “I was hoping I’d get suspended from school. Then, I could help you out more. Instead, the teacher complimented me on my defense and told the other girls that such behavior was unbecoming of a member of the Trivator species.”
Saber shook his head. “You have the right to defend yourself,” he argued.
“That’s the same thing that Buzz said,” Taylor replied with a sigh. “He’s started helping me with some of my classes. That’s why I was late today. We’re meeting every afternoon after school for an hour and for two hours on the weekends.”
“He… You are meeting another male after school?” Saber asked in shock, releasing her arms and stepping back so he could frown down at her. “Where? Is Hunter aware of this? Who is your chaperone?”
Taylor looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “You’re kidding me, right? I mean, you aren’t serious about needing a chaperone, are you? And, of course, Hunter is okay with it! Why shouldn’t he be? Buzz is super nice and I think it is really sweet of him to not only stand up for me, but offer to help me with the classes I’m having trouble in.”
“You are not allowed to be alone with another male, Taylor,” Saber ordered in a firm voice. “It is not… proper.”
Taylor rolled her eyes at him and shook her head. “That’s what Hunter said until Jesse had a talk with him. He’s cool with it now. It isn’t like I’m interested in Buzz in, you know, that way,” she added with a sigh. “Anyway, let’s get started. Talking about school is depressing. I’d rather talk about other things.”
“What do you mean by ‘that’ way? And what other things,” Saber asked, frowning when she grabbed the painting wand out of his hand and danced away.
“I meant boys, of course,” she said with a shrug. “Buzz is cute, but I’m not about to blow my relationship with him. I’d rather talk about what new ideas you have for the house. I thought about your idea of putting in a long pool in the central garden. Water features are always nice.”
Saber’s mind was still stuck on ‘Buzz is cute’. He listened as Taylor talked about the different plants that Shana and Scout, Hunter’s parents, had at their house, before she described the new ones that Bronze, Charma’s Amate, was currently planting around Jesse and Hunter’s garden.
A week later, Saber stood in the same spot. He knew that Taylor was on her way. His gaze flickered to the tracking device he had placed on her air bike. After her comment about meeting with Buzz to study, he decided if Hunter wasn’t going to monitor Taylor’s whereabouts the way he should, then Saber would take over those duties.
The scanner showed that she was almost there. Turning, he patiently waited as the sound of her air bike resonated through the house. Time seemed to crawl to a stop as he waited for her to enter the house.
“Hey, Saber, I’m here,” she hollered as she stepped into the house.
“I’m here,” he replied in a quiet voice.
“Hey, what are we…,” her voice faded when she saw what he was wearing. “You’re leaving,” she whispered, staring at him in shock.
“Yes, Dagger and I have been assigned a new mission,” he said.
“When?” she asked, setting her backpack down on the floor and walking toward him.
Saber clenched his fists to keep from reaching out and grabbing her. Taylor had no idea that her every emotion showed what she was thinking and feeling. He didn’t want her to know. He could see in her eyes what her heart already knew, but her mind had yet to register, that she belonged to him.
“In an hour,” he responded in a rough voice when he saw the panic in her eyes.
“An hour! How long have you known?” she demanded.
“A week after our return,” he admitted, wincing when a murderous expression crossed her face.
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” she snapped, folding her arms across her chest and tapping her foot.
“I didn’t want you to worry,” he said, defensively. “Hunter… felt it best to tell you in person,” he added.
“Oh, he did, did he? And, you thought waiting until an hour before you left was the best way to break the news to me? Where are you going? How long are you going to be gone? What am I supposed to do while you’re gone? Argh! I can’t believe you waited until an hour before you leave to tell me all this!” she angrily growled.
Saber turned and warily watched as she stepped around him and stomped out into the garden. Releasing a sigh, he followed her. He rubbed his chest when he saw her hand lift and brush impatiently at her cheek.
“I should have told you sooner,” he admitted. “I just… I didn’t want it to stop you from coming over.”
Taylor sniffed and glared at him. “I’m going to paint your house pink while you’re gone,” she said.
A look of distaste washed across Saber’s face. “Pink?” he repeated with a look of doubt on his face.
“Inside AND out,” she replied with a mutinous nod.
“Ah, Taylor, I thought we agreed to use more natural colors,” he reminded her.
“I’m also going to learn how to sew and put lace curtains up in the windows,” she added, shooting him a piercing glare.
Saber swallowed. “The windows already darken automatically. Besides, I do not believe lace provides adequate coverage… though, if you think they are what you want, I guess they can be installed,” he add
ed hastily when her mouth tightened.
“I think gnomes in the garden would be good,” she stated.
“Gnomes?” Saber replied in confusion.
“Nasty little beasts that throw mud at you and dig holes in your flowerbed, and steal your valuables,” she replied with a nod and a wave of her hand at the tangled bushes.
“Gnomes,” Saber repeated, looking at the garden with a grimace. “You are very upset.”
Taylor turned and patted Saber’s chest. “You haven’t seen upset, yet,” she promised, walking back into the house. “You’d better come back, old man. If you don’t, not only will I come after you, I’ll have carte blanche with your house until you do! Oh, one more thing,” Taylor said, turning to stare at Saber.
“Only one?” Saber asked skeptically with a raised eyebrow.
His arms automatically opened when Taylor suddenly ran and threw her arms around his neck, hugging him like she would never let him go. He closed his eyes, holding her tightly against him. His hands moved down to her ass so he could pick her up. An intense craving flashed through him when she wrapped her legs around his waist and buried her face against his neck. He could feel her lips moving against his skin.
“I mean it, Saber,” she whispered. “You’d better come back to me.”
The powerful wave of longing struck him, and struck him hard. He knew without a doubt that he would come back. He had to; it was where he was leaving his heart. He was about to tell Taylor that when she bit his ear.
“Ouch! Shewta! What did you do that for?” he exclaimed, releasing her so he could grab his throbbing ear.
“For being such a turd about not telling me,” she snapped, turning away from him. “If you ever do that again, I guarantee I’ll come up with something a hell of a lot more painful,” she warned as she bent and picked up her backpack. “You’d better come back, Saber!” she threatened before walking out the door.
Saber shook his head and massaged his stinging ear as a huge grin curved his lips. Taylor was staking her claim on him. He gently touched his ear, wondering if she had drawn blood again. Given how tender it was, she had definitely left her mark.
Chapter Five
“Hey, old man,” Taylor said with a grin, two and a half months later.
Saber gave her that wary look that he seemed to always have on his face when she spoke to him lately. She knew why, too! It was probably all the pictures she was sending him of his house.
“I’m not that old. What have you done to the house now?” he asked, ignoring the chuckles of the men behind him. “Hold on a moment.”
Taylor watched as Saber stood up. She caught a flash of what looked like the galley of the warship. In the background, she could hear the other warriors complaining to Saber.
“Hey, guys!” she called out and waved.
“Hello, Taylor!” The men yelled before they vanished and Saber’s scowling face replaced the upside down hallway.
“You know they are enjoying this far too much, don’t you?” Saber complained. “They are constantly teasing me now. It is very unwarrior-like.”
Taylor rolled over onto her back and lifted the tablet in her hand. She laughed when Saber grinned back at her. Pulling the tablet closer, she pressed a kiss to the center of the screen.
“Does that make it better?” she teased.
Saber groaned and shook his head. She blinked when everything suddenly went dark. In the background, she could hear him curse before he muttered for the lights. It took a moment for her to recognize where he was sitting.
“Are you in a closet?” she asked, rolling again and looking down at the tablet.
“Are you rolling all over the bed again?” he retorted.
Taylor giggled. “Yes,” she replied with a sigh. “I miss you.”
Saber’s gaze softened. “I miss you as well, little warrior. How are your new classes going?” he asked.
“Better,” she admitted. “I like this new school. The kids are nicer. Oh, did I tell you that Buzz transferred over this past week? He says their science curriculum is better than the old school.”
“Buzz!” Saber snapped before he glared at the door when it opened. “I’m having a meeting!”
“My apologies, warrior,” the man stuttered. “I just needed more cleaner.”
Taylor watched as Saber reached behind him and grabbed a bottle off the shelf and handed it to the man. He ordered the man to shut the door before blowing a deep, frustrated breath. She shook her head at him.
“You know, you’re in his closet. You might be a little nicer,” she teased.
“There is very limited privacy on this warship,” Saber complained. “Now, explain to me why this Buzz transferred to your school. I thought Hunter said you were doing better. Why do you still need Buzz around if you are doing better?”
“I am doing better, thanks to Buzz,” Taylor retorted. “The school is nice, but it is really cool to have someone that I know there, too. I still get to see Charma and Bronze’s grandkids, but it isn’t the same. They have a busy life, and well, I’m still trying to figure out how to get back into the swing of things.”
She knew that Saber understood what she was saying. They talked twice a week, the maximum amount allowed. She counted down the days until she could contact him.
“I’m proud of you, Taylor,” Saber murmured with a sigh. “There have been a lot of changes in your life, yet you never give up.”
Taylor propped her chin on her hand and gazed down at Saber. “Giving up meant dying back on Earth,” she said in a soft voice. “Jesse, Jordan, and I swore we’d never do that, as long as we were together.”
“So, what have you done to the house this week? Are the walls in my bedroom still that horrible neon pink?” he asked with a grimace of distaste.
“Nope, I changed it,” she admitted. “How do you feel about purple? It’s supposed to be the color of royalty, you know. Here’s a picture of it.”
She laughed when Saber groaned at the hideous, dark purple color. He was definitely going to hide the painting wand when he returned. She had no doubt about that. Ever since she discovered that all she had to do was point it at a wall, choose a color, and it would change, the inside of his house had been a virtual color wheel.
“I’m not sure I care for that color,” he finally admitted. “I hate to say this, but the pink was slightly better.”
Taylor released a sigh. “I thought so, too,” she said.
“I see that you still have the curtains up,” he commented. “They are very… womanly.”
“You should see the garden! The Gnomes are multiplying like rabbits and have taken over the patio area,” she warned, sending him another picture.
“You are right,” Saber reflected. “They are nasty looking little creatures. I’ll make sure I return home with all my weapons fully loaded.”
“When are you coming home?” Taylor asked in a voice filled with longing. “I’m only working on the stuff I know how to do. Scout and Bronze have been helping some as well. I’ve got most of the garden cleared out.”
Saber leaned back against the shelves. “Hunter, Dagger, Edge, and I are leaving for the planet tomorrow. If all goes well, I should return by the end of next month,” he explained before he pursed his lips together. “Our time is up.”
“I know,” Taylor whispered, looking at the timer. “Be careful.”
“I will,” he promised.
“Oh, and Saber, I want you to know…,” her voice faded and she bit her lip.
“What is it, Taylor?” Saber asked, a frown creasing his brow.
“I just want you to know that I love you,” she whispered just as the signal cut off. “I love you, old man.”
Rolling on the bed again, she held the tablet to her chest. She wasn’t sure if he heard her confession of love. She hoped so. If he hadn’t, well, she’d tell him again the next time she talked to him.
“Yep,” she whispered, staring up at the ceiling. “You’re mine, big guy.”
The next day, Taylor stood in the shadows of the kitchen, listening to the man who had come to the house. She could hear Jesse’s soft denial and Shana’s voice trying to soothe her. She couldn’t hide any longer when she heard Shana mention Saber’s name. Stepping around the bar in the kitchen, she walked over to stand next to Jesse and Jordan.
“If you would all have a seat, I will update you on the information I received on the way over,” the man said.
Taylor reached down and gripped Jesse’s left hand. She didn’t want to sit down. She wanted to yell and scream. They had lost so much in their lives already. There was no way that life could be so cruel as to take the men that they loved away from them. Hadn’t losing their mom and dad been bad enough? Hell, they had lost their whole world!
But, we found a new one, Taylor thought as she gazed around the table. And a new family. Please… Please, don’t take it away from us.
“Unexpected fighting broke out in an area previously thought to be secure,” the man said.
Taylor listened as he explained what happened. Deep down, she refused to believe any of them were dead. They couldn’t be, especially Saber. She had just talked to him the night before. She had told him that she loved him. He couldn’t be dead. He just couldn’t. She glanced at Jordan before looking down at Jesse’s pale face.
“What of Dagger?” Jordan asked in a barely audible voice.
Taylor glanced at Jordan again when the man answered. A searing numbness swept through her. She was wrong. Once again, Death had come to visit her family.
Taylor sat on the swing outside. Her foot barely touched the ground, but it was enough to give her a small push as she stared up at the sky. She swore she’d stay there all night if that was what it took.
“What are you searching for, Taylor?” Scout asked, coming to sit on the bench that wrapped around the tree.
“A falling star,” she replied, not looking at him for fear of missing it.
Scout turned on the seat so that he could see the stars. Taylor could hear the confusion in his voice. A sad smile curved her lips when he finally looked back at her.