Ama looked over at Jrax, her heart going into her throat and nodded, taking his hand. She stepped forwards, moving to a spot to face the big viewscreen.  "Trevi? Can you get a read on what the ship's class, or name is? I would like to know who is knocking."<br/><br/>**---**---**---**---**---**<br/><br/>"Processing." The ships slowly drifted toward each other in the midst of the void. "According to your records; the size and mass of the ship would register it as a Celestia Class capital cruiser. It's identification code is 4C-1B5." Trevi scanned the data still being translated in his processors. "I believe this ship is the Valeeseea Symphora. The commander of this vessel is not in your records."<br/><br/>***--***--***--***--***<br/>As Trevi spoke, the more detailed he got, the more Ama's hair began to stand on end. Her face scrunched up in an expression Jrax had only seen once, only darker. So much darker that he might even let go and withdraw for protection before she hit him with something more dangerous than a pillow or her hand.  Ama's nostril's flared, her breathing increased, and her teeth were grinding together as a lower and hair raising growl errupted from her chest.  "Telvenicus Willowden.... " She ground out, before inhaling a very deep and slow breath through her nose, and blowing it even more slowly out her mouth. She visible shook herself off and nodded. "Naturally it would be him. Very well, so the Goddess deems it, so it shall be. Trevi... make me loud."<br/>**---**---**---**---**---**<br/>The image of a clean cut man with slicked back red hair appeared on the viewport. His face was elegant and held a certain air of grandeur, whether deserved or not Jrax could not say. Jrax'eer moved out of Ama's way as best he could and waited to see what would happen.<br/>***--***--***--***--***<br/>"This is Commander Telvenicus Willowden of the Elorion flagship Valeeseea Symphora. You were found broadcasting Elorion codes, as well as a code foreign to us. Please identify yourself." The man's voice was solid and commanding.<br/>**---**---**---**---**---**<br/>Ama straightened up pushed her hair into a more presentable formation, then thinking better of it, tousled it. Like she had just climbed out of the bed with Jrax, and then placed a hand on her hip and put on her best "fuck you asshole" smile.  "Trevi, I think you will find this vastly amusing. Remember... make me loud."  She stated again and then clearing her throat a bit began to speak. "Hello Willow. I see that command of a ship has added... well you look quite a bit older."<br/>***--***--***--***--***<br/>Telvenicus did nothing but raise an eyebrow at her words. "Madam Silverleaf. I see you are alive. This is... News." He peered to Jrax. "This ship is not of standard Ellorion make. It would seem your... Friend isn't either. Trolloping across the vast defference?"<br/>**---**---**---**---**---**<br/>Ama let her smile creep up a bit higher and shrugged her shoulder. "Oh you know, I found someone that could... rise to the occasion, should it demand it. More importantly, I lived my own life, not my father's."<br/>***--***--***--***--***<br/>A tinge of red found the commander's cheeks as he shifted in the plush command chair. "Still no semblance ofrespect I see. Very well." He became stonefaced again. "I'm sure your mother will be... Happy to see you. There's a memorial for your honor you know. It isn't polite to lie."<br/>**---**---**---**---**---**<br/>Trevi and Jrax watched the exchange, confusion apparent on the Drakolexian's face. "Ama... I take it you know this guy?"<br/>***--***--***--***--***<br/>Her eyes bore into his as she finally scored a hit against him. Then her smile fell and she paled a bit as he accused her of lying about -that-. Her breath sucked in sharply, and she shook her head. "Even for you... though I should have expected it, that was a low blowGe'nerah. " She said in a lower voice. It was a traditional name for one that was no longer part of your life. It litereally translated into "Used To".  Her eyes turned to Jrax's and she nodded once.  "Yes. He was my fiance."  She stated to him then turned back to Willow. "You will retract that which is false. I did not lie, nor cause needless pain to my mother or family. I and Sameli alone survived that crash. Sameli.. " She paused and looked down, refusing to cry in front of the male ever again, and composed herself. "She grew ill on Planet S-1192 with a strange ailment and then went to the Goddess within a couple days." She finally said, her eyes moving up to focus on his own once more. "I was alone for over 800 days, and the search party... where were they? I never saw one come to check. Who precisely was in charge of that kind of mission?" She asked him, the tone light, but the implication of possibility was there.<br/>**---**---**---**---**---**<br/>"It..." His eyes shot down to the floor of the ship he was on. "It was taken from my control." Telven wore a now solemn expression. "Even I, as you put it, am not so beyond moral." He closed his eyes and his chest rose and fell. "We will escort you to the Valorium starport where you can register the vessel. A message was already sent to your parents and they will meet you planetside." His hand reached for a small control panel on his chair's arm, but he paused. "And, for what it's worth Ama, it was... Pleasant to find you alive." With that the screen shut off and coordinates were sent.<br/>***--***--***--***--***<br/>She held her chin up high, and continued to stare at him as he spoke, seeing his face change to a more sober mode. He had to take a moment, and finally the apology that she knew was typical of him, floated to her. She nodded her head once, though her hands were clenched at her sides so hard they cut into the palms of her hands.  The fact that a message was sent to her parents already... well that took her a bit by surprise. She only showed that flicker for a moment. " Thank you." She stated, and then heard his final words, her face falling into shocked confusion a moment before the screen went black. She trembled so hard that she couldn't remain standing, and fell back into one of the cockpit seats. She covered her face with her hands for long moments. Then she rose and stumbled down to the stairs... her anger and confusion of emotions making the bile rise up into the back of her throat.<br/>**---**---**---**---**---**<br/>Jrax watched her go, feeling a burn on his pride. He attempted not to take the moment personally, but there was a wound that he didn't understand. The feelings that he held for her were stronger than he had ever anticipated. Coordinates flashed and he began flying in the direction given to him.<br/>"Captain..." An awkward Trevi came over the comms. "Are you... All right?"<br/>"To be honest?" Jrax paused in consideration. "I'm not sure. Perhaps my feeble fleshling mind can't interpret it." He laughed at this.<br/><br/>"Well that is the most probable case indeed.You are filled with malfunctions."<br/><br/>***--***--***--***--***<br/>Ama hadn't heard the interaction between the two. She had been too busy reaching the facilities in time to not cover the floor or walls with her upset.  How could that male say that to her now of all times?!? Her emotions ran the gamut, from feeling the betrayal anew, remembering the pain of rejection, the anger, all the burning anger, to the elation of being home and finding that he was indeed well. That she had not lost everything as she had felt... and that he had not abandoned her. A choice taken from his hands, and relief at seeing her again. Was there regret? Regret for the past, or what could've been? And who held that regret if there was some?  She sighed heavily and washed her face clear of all the remains of the swamping emotions. She leaned her forehead against the mirror and looked at herself there. Her eyes brimmed with some sadness... but the memory of Jrax sweeping his thumb under her eyes to brush away tears came unbidden, causing her lips to quirk upwards a touch. She pushed away from the mirror and moved without sight, across the room and sunk down on the bed that she and Jrax shared. She buried her face into his pillow and inhaled deeply, the smell causing her to close her eyes. Her head hurt, and she felt weary. Why had she started out with fighting with him, instead of just being happy to have found her way home? She groaned a bit and rolled over, covering her eyes up with a forearm and pulling the blankets around her body. It would be hours yet before they arrived at the spaceport and were allowed to approach the planetside dock. Plenty of time to prepare more things that needed to be done. She would just rest for a few more moments in their warmth and familiar smell of their bed.<br/>**---**---**---**---**---**<br/>Jrax leaned backward in the cockpit chair, his hand stroking his chin, and stared into the void. "Trevi. Keep her on course." With that he was up and heading toward the innards of the ship. A million thoughts ran across his mind, all of which he tried to push away. No longer was he sure of himself in this situation. It was clear, to him at least, there was still some kind of lingering feeling between this Commander Willowden and Ama. She was the first creature he had grown to love and the thought of losing her brought the familiar feeling of the hunger to his chest. The door to the captain's cabin slid open and there she was, wrapped in his blankets, their scents intermingling. What did this mean? He yearned for the answer, but found only fear. The fear of losing someone that he cared for. He brought himself to her and lay down. She softly breathed as his arm wrapped around her, holding her close to him. It was all he could do to breathe her in and fall asleep next to her.<br/><br/>***--***--***--***--***<br/><br/>Ama shifted into the warmth of a familiar hold. She smiled and nuzzled further into that warmth, making a contented sound, only to have her ears assaulted by the klaxon bells of warning. She tried to struggle out of the warmth to meet whatever oncoming danger there was, but the hold had changed to something a bit more iron like, and held down. She would have panicked, except she knew the arms that held her like steel bands would never harm her. Trevi spoke of the obnoxious din. “Good Morning Captain Nimolos… and First “Mate”. It seems we have arrived at our predetermined and escorted destination. Please cease your fleshling mating rituals to attend to this matter.”<br/><br/>Ama groaned a bit and looked up at her partially transformed mate and squeaked a bit at the difference. It was surprising, but it was also intriguingly beautiful. “Jrax… you are beautiful…. and when did you get here?” She asked him and then waited for him to come around enough to release her from his protective grasp.