The Hand of Fate: To the Moon

[Kansas Kenickie 0]

The Hand of Fate:

To the Moon

 

The cargo hold of a ship wasn’t the luxury she was used to; with a long sigh Alison was starting to think this baby thing wasn’t such a hot idea. Now she had to deal with someone else’s problems and that wasn’t what she wanted, it was the part of the reason she left Ian. The Ephesian was headed to the Lunar base, which was closer to Earth then she liked. The chances of running into someone Ian knew were high, there was also the other problem of the Police looking for her and she wasn’t sure if Captain Raab was still in charge of the Lunar base but if he was then she had to worry about the MP grabbing her.

 

Alison bundled up the baby as soon as she felt the ship land; smaller ships always landed… for once things were going her way. Gibson must have known that this one would land and had put her on this ship knowing she would be able to slip off without notice… at least she hoped without notice. Without making a sound, she moved towards the gangplank. She had waited long enough for the ships cargo to be unloaded; there was no talking or sound coming from outside. She took a deep breath, pulled the baby closer to her and started down; she glanced around and smiled there was no one there. She picked up her pace and headed towards the public area, once she entered the market place she felt home free.

 

She didn’t feel the hand on her arm until it pulled on her and spun her around. She looked up at the Starfleet officer who was holding onto her, “Ma’am, I am going to need you to come with me.” She then noticed another officer standing off to the side… “Do I have a choice?” she sneered at him. “Not really.” He said with no feeling, and then guided her towards the security office. Alison sighed and looked down at her meal ticket and knew that it was going to make her prison stay that much longer. A kidnapping charge was sure to tack on more time in the reeducation center then she had planned… She smirked at the term reeducation such a fancy name for prison. She needed to figure a way out of this… What’s one more lie?