Fire Light (ON HOLD)

Captain's Kids

Suddenly, the day care room came to life, children peeked out from all corners of the room.

The oldest child, Aauron, with dark black hair that framed his face gorgeously and looked like he had been born weightlifting, looked outside at the loading dock and then went to the Captain's Quarters. A young girl kneeled over a middle-aged man with his light brown hair stuck to his forehead with blood, Aauron recognized him as the captain. This must be the captain's daughter...

He had heard she was gorgeous, but with nearly 200 people aboard this craft, he had never met her face-to-face. He shuffled his feet in the doorway. She looked up at him suddenly, fearing the shooter had come back.

He put his hands up in defence. "It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you," he told her as if he were talking to a wounded animal.

She looked at him suspiciously, tears still soaking her face. He walked toward her slowly.

"My dad, please! Help my dad! Help him!" she cried, looking over at her dad and ignoring the gaping hole in the back of his head.

He kneeled next to her and looked at the captain with sympathy, then reached out to his face and closed the captains eyes, thinking a quick prayer for him, and wishing him well on his next journey.

The captain's daughter grabbed Aauron's arm, and begged him, "No, no. You're wrong. He's not dead. Stop. Stop it! He's not dead! Please help him, he could die!" She began pounding on his shoulder and chest, yelling in his face. He turned toward her suddenly, and pulled her to him, so they were face to face.

"Be strong. Be strong for him. He's still in the room, but he's not in that body. Now you can be strong for him, and guide all of those people in the day care room, or you can crumble. its your choice." He told her seriously.

She looked at him for a few seconds, thinking about what he had just said. Of course she was going to be strong. Her little brother was in that room.

She decided to be strong. But not right now.

She collapsed into Aauron, trying to fight the sobs that racked her body. It didn't work, and he began rocking her back and forth as she cried uncontrollably.

After she stopped crying, she stayed in his arms for a few moments longer, longing for his warm touch.

What was she thinking? She doesn't even know this guy! And he gave her a lecture! She pushed away slowly, regaining her posture, but not making eye contact with him. "I've seen the loading dock. What do we do with the bodies?" She asks quietly.

Aauron looks away, for once not knowing what to say.

"We put them all in one room together, and no one is allowed in," a voice offered from the door way. Aauron and the captain's daughter jumped and saw a young boy standing in the doorway, clutching a teddy-bear.

"Lucas!" said the captain's daughter as she held out her arms for the young boy. The young boy walked over and sat in her lap.

Aauron sat there, thinking about what the boy had said. "You know, that isn't a bad idea," he admitted.

"Yeah, I guess not," the captains daughter agreed. "Let's do it. We can gather up the oldest of the kids and escort the bodies somewhere else."

Aauron looked at her with a grin. She sure knows how to take charge. "I'm Aauron, by the way," he says, offering his hand to her.

She gives him a gentle grin, "I'm Mel," she says, shaking his hand. "And this is my little brother, Lucas," Lucas turns into Mel's chest, not wanting to shake a strangers hand. "We're the Captain's Kids."