A9 Personal Log, SD 50303.30

[Atragon9 0]

::sitting in the Wyvern as it returns from the surface, still shaken from what he saw, what memories he stirred up and looking at a small envelope in his lap::

 

{I can stare at this all day or I can open it.  Isn't this what I came down here for?  I didn't know what I'd find, but a note to me from Megan is more than I'd ever dreamed I'd find.  And now I can't open it.  What's wrong with me...   Damn, damn, damn!}

 

::he opens the envelope with trembling hands and starts to read::

 

Atragon ... my darling ... mi querido

 

How I wish I could have gone away with you.  You know the kind of man Melville is.  You know that no matter how careful we were, how thorough we thought the plan through, he would find us.  He is an evil man, Atragon.  You know that, but I don't think you can fully fathom how truly evil he is.   His soul is as black as night.  He lives to make other people's lives a nightmare.  My life.  Your life.  Be wary of him, mi querido, for he will do anything to destroy you and all that you hold dear.

 

I am making my escape.  Melville believes that I am joining him on Tibus IV, however another alternative has presented itself.  I will tell you nothing more.  For your safety ... for my very life you may only know that I did perish here on this outpost.   I am sorry for the heartache this will cause you, my darling, although "sorry" seems so very, very empty.  I am already regretting not telling you, one last time, how just your smile can bring my heart such joy.  How my skin comes alive at your touch.   How just being next to you can make me feel complete.  

 

Adiós mi querido.  Eres mi corazón y mi alma. Te amo

 

Megan

 

::he can't keep the tears from his eyes, he tries to control his breathing and just look out the porthole as they approach Manticore::

 

{Manticore, I've got Manticore now.  That's what's important, Manticore and Jami.  Megan is in my past.  I know that.  I KNOW THAT.  So why don't I "know" that?  I've got to pull this together.  We have a bio-disaster down there, we have the outpost's records to pore over.   I've got to... step away.  Can I?}