<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/___protector_of_time____by_vincentxyooj-d5lw1gq_zps59496fa9.png)</div><br/>The doc had told Allia that Emily had been released with some minor bruises and other issues.  She'd been lucky compared to the others still lying in sickbay, teetering on the edge between a normal life and death.  She checked the crew quarters to no avail, the quarters were eerily quiet and empty, Allia knew someone was going to have to go through the rooms and collect up the belongings of those they lost.  Finally ending up at the locker room near the hangar bay where most of the warriors kept their pilot gear she heard the sounds of someone rummaging through a locker.<br/><br/>Allia quietly walked into the room, leaning softly against a locker, her arms crossed as she watched Emily fill the duffelbag with her belongings.  She'd spent the time searching the ship trying to think of a way to convince Emily to stay.  She was an exceptional mechwarrior, her headstrong attitude kept her from reaching the potential of a good officer, but she had always been a good leader among the unit veterans.  Now she was alone, all of the people she had spent so many years fighting with were gone and what did she have left but a need to head home and be with her family.<br/><br/>"Hey."  Allia watched, pangs of remorse swelling her heart.  She knew the pain that Emily was feeling, being away from her family.  Being a mother seperated from her children was a different feeling, but Allia didn't want Emily to go.  They had grown close, and if Emily left then the destruction of the Jade Falcon would finally be complete.  It would be as if everyone had died back on the planet.  "I hear you're leaving.  I don't suppose there's anything I can say to change your mind."