The virgin & the bad boy (Gravity)

B2/Chapter 10/I'm back! Did you miss me?

Warning Robots talking in the second half of the chapter. Be warned of language of comic but rude nature.

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Current day 

Hanging from a beam knowing if I got it wrong I would die was like how I felt  waiting for Catz to get back from her intern interview. She could get some inside knowledge of the layout and might learn about Dante if we got lucky.

Nervously I had driven out to the mine with Kentro and through the mine to the abandoned hyperloop station. Catz turned up late and got out of the train with a weird sheepish look on her face.

"So how did your interview go?" I asked her.

"Hmmm glass half full, glass half empty," said Catz. "Half full there was a guy called D. Tyrell interviewing me."

"FUCK he is alive!" I let out in joy. I almost jumped up and down . "How long before I can get something to drink to celebrate ?" I said.

"It would take about two years to make wine from the greenhouse grapes. More if you want Champaign Miss MOFO." said Kentro  his speech chip more than a little peppered with verbal silage much to his utter embarrassment. 

"Half empty, he's calling himself Dan" said Catz.

I stopped. "Really? Dan?.... may be ... maybe it's a military thing." That didn't seem like him.

"Other half empty he's a bit 'The Great Father' yakwim?" said Catz. She meant he came over as the loyal Bentham supporter. 

"Right," I said well loss can do weird things to people - you want to bury yourself in your work right? Maybe the place has 

Kentro looked at Catz.

"I believe there is something Miss Catz needs to tell you Miss Shitty." said Kentro.

Kentro might be a verbal wreck but his emotion chips still worked.

I looked at Catz hard, any harder and I would have pushed her over with my eyes.

"He hit on me,... during the interview," said Catz.

"Double You . TEE. EFFF" I enunciated loudly. "Are you saying you flirted with my husband to be formally known as dead husband to be?"

"Me? No ! I wouldn't do that. " Catz said shocked " You're my besty . Like I said he hit on me."

I felt like a deer trapped in car head lights.

"Might I ask if you are sure it was in fact Mr Tyrell Fucker?" said Kentro.

It had been over two years the last time Catz had seen Dante on a fuzzy Skype link. I had sent pictures but they were in the cloud and they vaporized after Bentham built a fire wall around the Earth. Kentro had pictures but between his damage and as his only USB port was supplementing as speech processor we couldn't get them. I hadn't thought it would be a problem. Catz was mostly relying on her memory.

"I know it's a pit stop." started Catz.

"PIT STOP?" I shouted "PIT STOP!. When Kenny Farrow had his ship explode and had to go back home after a year in space rather than landing and being the first man on mars, that was a pit stop. When First Foot print had a window blow out in the middle of the finals Budget-Air championship and the whole place had to be evauated, that was a pit stop. When my ship got blown up on launch and I was nearly killed rather than leave earth now that was a pit stop. This! this is a fucking calamity of transdimensional proportions!!"

If they ever have an emoticon for what I was feeling now it would be banned.

"Well glass half full... I got the internship," said Catz.

"WHAT? WHAT" as you can guess I was slightly distrort by this point "SO YOU GET TO GET HIT ON BY MY BOY FRIEND ALL DAY EVERY DAY? EN, EFF, DOUBLE YOU!" (NFW)

"What do you want to do bud? Take my place?  " said Catz.

"No, what I want to do is use a small tactical nuclear weapon to take him out and take the hit in a few million civilian casualties in FFC, that's what I want to do. If he wants to have a torrid love affair with an alien,  he can have it with me." I said.

"Perhaps it would be best if Miss fucker here, got the MOFO out of here and came back when you are both more able to cope with events miss" said Kentro.

"Yeah , Yeah that sounds good yakwim" Catz getting back into the hyper loop pod. "Call me. It's good he's moved on. Perhaps you should to" said "And half full, he's alive. That's good right?"

This wasn't making anything better so Catz closed the pod door and got out. I could hardly blame her and I hope she would not blame me for my response.

At least Kentro didn't do any 'Are you OK' crap.

"How long before I can get something to drink?" I said.

"It would take about two years to make wine from the greenhouse grapes. Eighteen months to make beer" said Kentro.

"Better get started then" I said welling up. 

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A/N yeah we've got to stop meeting like this.