Love, Against All Odds

II - Chapter 10

A/N : Becca is pissed!

Becca shot up, tossing the hot blankets off her body, and gulped for air, as if she'd been choked moments ago. Closing her eyes, she calmed her racing heart before looking about her assigned quarters on the Four Mag. The last memories on Serrato's moon flooded her, and fire sparked deep in her chest. She had no idea how long she'd been unconscious, how she made it back to the ship, or if everyone was safe, but she was going to find out. But first, she was going to fry Andren for her stunt.

Tumbling out of the bed, Becca regained her footing, gathered her boots, and jammed her feet into them. She was too determined to find Andren to tie the laces. Going to the sealed door, she barked, 'Open.' On a hunt, she marched down the hallway and stopped at Andren's quarters. 'Open,' she snarled at the door, which obeyed her.

Andren was sitting upright on the small bed, reading from a tablet in her lap. She jumped when Becca entered her quarters and hopped off the bed. 'Becca.' She appeared relieved, but her features stoned when Becca came up to her.

Fire raged in Becca's blood, and she snared Andren by her shirt, pushing her into the wall. 'You asshole,' she growled and slammed Andren against the wall. 'I can't believe you betrayed me! What else are you lying about to me?'

Andren bared her teeth, growling but never fighting back. 'I was following orders!'

'To attack me if I tried to kill Victor?' Becca was hot in the face, her entire body shaking.

'To stop you from getting yourself killed,' Andren snapped. 'You went on a suicide mission!'

'It was my choice!' Becca shoved Andren against the wall again and snarled louder. 'He killed Raakor, he kidnapped Starr, and destroyed my ship. He killed me!' Startled, it was the first time she admitted aloud to someone that she had died from the crash. She gritted her teeth, feeling the sting in her eyes and hating it. 'You took my vengeance away.'

Andren parted her lips but was cut off by Raine.

'Becca!' Raine latched onto her friend's shoulder, trying to pull her away. 'What the fuck are you doing?'

'Get off,' Becca snapped, glaring at her friend.

'No, you get off!' Raine still clung to Becca's shoulder and argued, 'If she hadn't gone after you, I would have because you can be so stupid at times.'

Becca glanced at Raine, and her throat swelled with anguish. 'I had a chance to—'

'To what?' Raine was searching Becca's eyes, for the real answers. 'To get yourself killed, Becca. That's what you were going to do, and you know it.'

'I lost everything because of that fucking asshole,' Becca growled.