Snowbound Condor Style....

I had just grabbed my leather coat and was about to head out of Jills place when two of my fellow comrades entered into the building. Tiny and Keyop seemed to be having some form of discussion about the up and coming week.
As they brushed past me, I caught the tail end of their conversation and it really grabbed my attention. Not wanting to sound overly interested I approached them with a casual calmness." So what your both are saying is that Mark said no. That certainly doesn't sound like him. Heck, it's a week with Princess, I figured that he would jump on it with both feet."

Keyop chirped right up with an animated broop. "Know what you mean big bro, I thought that once I said something to him, he would have no problem. Says he's too busy with work, but I left the ticket with him just in case."

Tiny, being known for his many space burger indulgences, seemed to find it odd that anyone should chose work over play. "Thats Mark for ya, always thinking about his job. Sometimes he should just try and relax. Maybe take his mind off of his "duties" for once."

Even though I had planned a weeks full of racing for myself. I couldn't help but to want to jump upon this chance to prove something to Princess, and a week alone with her would be just the chance. So I double checked my facts with the others and then began to figure out a way to invite myself. " Did I hear the two of you correctly? Our Prin is going on a skiing trip by herself, and Mark turned down Keyops offer to take his place? Where is Marks head at? Oh well too bad. Sounds like it might be a little lonely up on the beautiful ski slopes of Frozatica, I'm thinking that maybe she shouldn't go. Who knows what could happen to her so far away from home."

I saw Keyops eyes wince, and I knew that I had just gave him a guilty conscience. He knew that it was him that she had planned the trip with so it would also be his "fault" so to speak if something went wrong. Not wanting to leave him in despair too long but still not wanting to sound overly interested I made two more suggestions.

"Hey big guy, you could take the lady skiing and Keyop could go to the convention on his own."

Tiny seemed to turn many shades of red with that suggestion. " Ah jeez Jas, you know I would love to escort the Swan skiing and all. It's just that I'm really not that great on skis, besides I had already promised Keyop that I would go with him."

Still wanting them to come up with the idea that I want, I continued on with my plan " Your forgetting one thing my big Owl, didn't our little friend the Swallow already have a previous engagement? Not that it's any of my business." I glanced over just in time to see Keyops head shrink down a couple of inches before I continued. " I do have another suggestion for a replacement. We could see if the Chief wants to go skiing, I'm sure Princess would love his companionship."

Knowing that I had really hit a nerve with the little guy, he mumbled something about needing to use the mens room and stormed off. Tiny just watched him stalk away and said.

" I wonder what crawled up inside of him. It's not like him to act that way."

I felt as if I was circling above just waiting for the exact moment to swoop in. Finally it opened right up in front of my eyes.

" I don't know Jas, I think that Prin might get a little upset about the Chief going, but you on the other hand would be a different story."

Feeling that my plan had finally paid off, I went in for the landing. " You sure about this Tiny? I wouldn't want to upset Mark or Keyop! You know how they both feel about her."

Really at this point their feelings meant little when it came to Princess, finally I was going to get my chance to show her just what kind of a gentleman I can be.

Tiny gave his best reassurance, and even stated that they had both been given their own chances. He was also relieved that she wouldn't be going alone. Neither one of us were sure how we would approach Mark about getting the tickets from him so we planned the trip via the Phoenix. I told Tiny that I had money for the lifts and a room but I knew in my own mind that I planned to bunk in her room. What they didn't know wouldn't hurt them one bit.

I had just opened the door to leave Jills to pack when Keyop came back out.

" Where's he running off to, his first race?"


Tiny took a long drink from the soda that he had been guzzling down before he spoke. " Nope, Jas is going home to pack and we are dropping him off at the ski resort. So if your about ready to go, I think we should finish packing ourselves."

He placed his drink on the counter rather loudly and turned to leave. Somehow he never noticed the look of panic and anger in Keyops stance.

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" No gratitude needs to be voiced, your mind speaks to us!"


Racer by day, Feather Thrower all the time!

When I arrived at the lodge I noticed that I had a couple of hours to spare before Princess arrived. So I found out where the room was in respect to the lobby, and then made my way down to the lounge area. Now I wouldn't normally even try to drink any alcoholic products being on the team and all. It's just that the Chief had assured us that if trouble would brew up, that we would be the last resort for the week. Then he had mumbled something about all of us needing some quality time off. Trusting him on his word, I proceeded to order me a shot of JD followed by a beer chaser. Feeling a tad bit hungry after gulping both drinks down I ordered from the menu and then sipped on my coke while checking out the scenery. There were a few couples sitting around the room. All of which seemed to be totally infatuated with the person sitting with them. My thoughts crept to a picture of Princess and myself as one of those couples. Oh how Mark chose a really bad week to fulfill his delivering duties. Oh well, his loss, not mine.

When the food arrived, I ate rather quickly. I had plans to check out the place, and to see what fun things I could convince the fearless Swan to try out. Snowboarding and snowmobiling both came to mind, along with the obvious skiing. Thank goodness money wasn't too much of a problem with me. Sometimes it pays rather well to be a top notch race car driver like myself.

The time was getting rather near for my companion to arrive, and not wanting to waste much time on small things I paid for the snowmobiles before meeting her at the room. Next I found a public restroom and made sure that my appearance was top notch. Now I made my way back to the room to surprise the Swan.

When I rounded the far corner I stopped dead in my tracks. I couldn't quite make out Princess expression on her face, but her body language spoke out load and clear. She seemed to be disappointed and let down. I assumed that she felt that way because of Mark not wanting to go. I hoped that my presence would at least put the sun back into her eyes. It's not a good thing to have a depressed Swan.

I approached her quietly and watched as she tried to unlock her door. I found myself just a little to close to her when I finally spoke. " Sure took you long enough to get here!"

I must have spooked her to the high heavens because she whipped around like I was some spectran agent and tried to hit my throat with all of her might. Luckly, I hadn't let my guard down totally, and I caught in the last second. It took her a few moments before she even realized that it was me that had spooked her. During that time, it was as if she only saw the color red. Finally reality sunk in and her arm loosened up in my grasp.

"Jason! What are you doing here?"

When I saw her eyes lite up my heart almost skipped a beat. I wanted so much to tell her the whole truth. That I came on this trip knowing that she was going to be alone, and so hoping that for once she would see me for the man that I am, and not the one that the tabloids make me out to be. Also that for once she would see just how out of touch are beloved commander could be and give me the satisfaction of showing her a good time. Then who knows maybe things would work out between us. I hadn't realized that my mind had taken such a long trip down fantasy lane, but when I looked back towards Princess her eyes still held the question that she had just asked.
Finally coming up with a logical answer I replied " I decided that a
week of skiing might be fun,and Tiny told me that you were going to be here, so I convinced him to fly me up in the Phoenix to surprise you. He said that you'd already booked a room and lift tickets for two,
since Keyop was supposed to be with you, and I didn't want them
to go to waste." I tried so hard to hide the mischievous look that played around in my eyes, but I could tell that she saw it.

"Just like you to take the free ride, but believe it or not, I'm glad that you're here. My place is yours!"

When she had made those comments I first had wanted to argue with the free ride stuff, She should know me a lot better then that, but then when she smiled, and said she was happy that I was there. My heart nearly lept from my chest it was beating so hard. It was then that I saw her cheeks start to flush, and I knew that this was going to be a rather interesting week. One that I would have to try and watch my advances. Don't want her to go back into a cave, at least were I'm concerned.

Flustered she looked at me." I meant."

I tried to calm her down a bit by giving her my "knowing" wink. All it seemed to do was make her blush even harder. Somehow I must learn to not be so bold around her. It was really going to take some work on my part. Hopefully a trip of snowmobiling would loosen us both up.

When we entered the room it was almost like Princess was resorting back to childhood. She seemed to have drawn an imaginary line down the center of the room. "I'll take the bed closest to the bathroom. You can take that one over there."

I couldn't help but to chuckle a little at this as I replied "Whatever you say, Prin.So what have you got planned for the rest of the afternoon?"

She seemed rather uninterested or down by my comment. Like what she had really wanted to do was ruined by my being here. "Not much. I
thought I might take a nap before dinner. There's not really enough time to hit the slopes before then."

Wanting to bring her spirits back up again I couldn't help but to seem a little disappointed in the nap idea. "A nap? I can see that you are in *desperate* need of help. You have an urgent need for fun and I'm just the guy to help you out!"

She looked as though she was questioning my motives so I prodded her a little more "So what do you say,Prin? Shall we go have some fun?"

I held my hand out to her, hoping that she would take hold and just let me show her a good time. I kept my eyes upon her beautiful face as I saw it change from one thought to the next. If only I could read what was going on inside of her, then I would know what answers she would want. Suddenly her eyes filled with a warm and rather flirtatious smile.
Grabbing my hand as she replied, I felt the warmth and my blood began to slowly boil.
"You're on, Condor! What did you have in mind?"

I wanted to surprise her with my plans, so I tossed her ski jacket towards her and headed towards the door with her hand still in mine. "Just wait and see!"

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" No gratitude needs to be voiced, your mind speaks to us!"


Racer by day, Feather Thrower all the time!

Something in the way that she cried tease made me want to show her just how I felt. Like taking her into my arms and climbing aboard the snowmobile and riding into the sunset. Possibly leaving the whole G-Force project behind and starting our own lives together. Out where we could just be ourselves Youre right.Youre much better company than Zark.

Somehow it felt like there was a connection. One that would seem to be very hard to break and so intense that it even felt like there was static electricity.
Maybe there was because in the moment that I was going to open my mouth and spill all of my innermost thoughts to the beauty in front of me a huge pile of snow suddenly slid off of a branch above us and landed on our heads? In an instant we were shivering and shaking wet snow off of our heads.

Okay& I think thats our signal to go. She laughed as she flexed her leg. It seemed to be feeling much better.

Wanting to double check how she felt I asked Can you drive back to the lodge?

Standing up slowly she answered Yeah& I should be fine.

This time we both went slowly.I made sure to follow to make sure that there were no further mishaps. Also at this pace it was a very nice view from back here. Watching the ends of her hair whip around in the wind made me wonder how it would feel to run my hands through it.

When we returned the snowmobiles and helmets I turned to make sure that Princess didn't need any help. What I wasn't prepared for was the interesting hair piece that mother nature had givin to her to wear. It was so amusing that I couldn't help but to laugh uncontrollably.

"What?" Then acting a little peeved she looked at me with her hands on her hips and demanded What, pray tell, is so funny?

I couldn't stop laughing it was so funny. All I could find the strength to do was point at her head and continue to laugh.

Cautiously, she reached up and felt something strange. As she pulled it down, she realized that it was a bunch of wet leaves.

When she began to giggle, it only fueled my laughter even more.

Gasping for air in between the burst of laughter I managed to speak out. I didnt realize that Swans built nests out of leaves! The things I learn, hanging out with you, Prin&

Hey, were resourceful! she replied. We just use what evers handy!

We both burst into a fit of giggles again as we threw are arms around each others waist for support in our amusement.I felt that this week couldn't get any better but how wrong could I be.

We were still cracking pathetic jokes as we walked into the lodge. There, in the lobby, next to a giant fireplace, was Mark.

It was then that I found out that she had forgotten to tell me something. Or maybe, just maybe, our commander really did have a set and realized how insane he was for turning down this chance. Any way you look at it, I was here and I was the one rooming with her. So maybe for once, Mark could take second chair.

Leave it to Princess to always want to smooth things over quickly. She smiled as we approached Mark. Mark! Look who showed up! Tiny dropped him off before going to Aquatica.

With a look that seemed to be mixed with anger and frustration Mark spoke in a very cold manner "Hello, Jason."

I had a very hard time keeping the amusement out of my tone when I spoke back to him. Why shouldn't I, I just got done spending the whole afternoon with someone special. Someone that I knew he had a major crush on, was it my fault that being second finally did have some payoffs. Plus the fact that I wouldn't allow anyone, war or no war, to be able to tell me who to date. Smiling rather smuggly I replied " Hiya, Skip! Fancy meeting you here."

It was at that time that I pulled Princess' body ever so tight, and gave our commander a cheshire cat smile. I saw his body wince in emotional pain, but for some reason I was enjoying every second of it. I think Prin saw his actions too because it was in that same moment that she managed to free herself from my grip and apologized to Mark.

Im sorry, Mark. I know we were going to meet for dinner. But would you mind if I ran upstairs and changed quickly?

When she bowed her head during it all, almost like a servent, it made me want to slap some sense into Mark. The way he made her feel like it was a crime to have fun with anyone else but him was bullcrap. Heck he doesn't even seem to comprehend the word fun and I was bound to be the one to make him see it.

Sure, Princess. Mark said. While youre gone, Jason and I can hang out here.

The look he shot to me while he calmly answered Princess let me know that he had no intentions of just hanging out. Somehow he had managed in just a few short moments to go from being a boring date to his alter ego of Eagle. Still I could just as easily shift into Condor mode and then there would be no telling what might happen. I was ready for anything that Mark could throw at me so I deceided to add a few more nails into this battle. Grinning back at him as I flopped comfortably into a chair I replied Why not?" Then as Princess was about to exit the lobby I dropped a virtual atomic bomb on Mark.

"Hey, Prin, bring my jacket up to the room, will you? Tossing it to her I looked over towards Mark and smiled.

We both took notice that Princess practically ran from the lobby as she mumbled "Sure."

My eyes and attention turned back to my "comrade" I knew that I had intentionally started what could be the biggest war between the two of us, but I had become very sick of his pussy footing around. Besides if he was never going to act upon his feelings for Princess then it was about time that I had my chance. As I watched Mark lean forward towards me with a look of digust I kept all my senses on high alert.

Eyes glaring he commented "You're ROOMING together?"

I, for one, saw nothing wrong with the fact that Prin and I were sharing the same room. So I leaned back and propped my feet up on the table in front me and began my statement with an easy going tone.

Its no big deal, Mark. We're consenting...adults.

For a split second I saw the look that was normally held for Spectras finest. Not even the lowly minions got that look from him. Then when started to spat as he spoke all my senses went into overdrive.I dont like it. he seemed to lean in towards me when he said that.

A part of me knew that I was traveling on thin ice where Princess was concerned, but I wasn't in the mood to back down. So I stood up to my full height to put me a couple on inches taller and assumed my own Condor mode. Giving him the look that I hold for those that I would kill in an instant. I seemed to smirk in a rather insane way.What dya mean, you dont like it? Its not your business!

Mark closed what little gap there was between the two of us as he spoke with a low growl I mean, it doesnt look good. I dont approve of the two of you sleeping together as if you were a couple or something!

With his insinuation of the two of us as a couple my thoughts began to leave the conversation. I pictured her and I having our morning coffee and the small talk that we would have. Then it quickly jumped to the night before where small talk would play a roll but the actions would speak louder then words. He must have read into my thoughts because when I returned my attention back to him I felt the fury and pain that he was wishing my way. Still I could not back down. For your information, Commander, what we do off duty is none of your business! And were all adults here! I, for one, am completely in control of my impulses. Now you have me wondering&Why are you here?

I couldn't help but to sneer at him as I saw that I caught him a little off guard. Somehow I knew that I was pushing him to his limit.

Im here because&Keyop asked me to go. Princess didnt want to go alone and Im just here to&to keep her company! Suddenly Mark threw my question back at me. What about you? I dont recall you having plans to go skiing&

Not wanting him to think that he got the upper hand I took my place back in the chair and relaxed Tiny gave me a ride. He said that Keyop was worried about Princess going skiing alone, and she needed someone to watch out for her.

And you think youre the guy for the job? Mark questioned my intentions.


A part of me wanted to get up and start the whole arguement over again but I was rather worn out from the snowmobiling. Plus I was becoming quite famished at this time, and I knew that Princess would be down any moment. So instead I placed both hands behind my head and took a more leisure tone. Hell, yeah. Ive already been showing her a good time&.and hey, its basically a free vacation. What more could a man ask for?

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" No gratitude needs to be voiced, your mind speaks to us!"


Racer by day, Feather Thrower all the time!

Feeling the need to come out the winner of this debate I added Only because you had help.

I have help this time! she protested.Mark is on my side. she turned towards the Eagle. Arent you, Mark?

I felt as though I was being set up to be ambushed by a later attack as Mark grinned wide and replied Anything to show this guy whos boss.

I saw a playful gleam enter into the Swans eyes when she spoke nextSee? Youre one dead bird, Condor.

It felt good to have the three of us sitting here getting ready to order, even if the two of them tag teamed me on that last debate. So I threw my hands up in a mock surrender, like I had just been beaten in the boxing ring. Well then, I guess I should stick with the carbonara.

The two of them had both decided to order steak, like that was any surprise, and all seemed to be going rather well. The conversation took a turn towards the next days events, and what trails we wanted to ski. I still couldn't help, but to notice that Princess and Mark seemed to be having their own unspoken conversation. Seeing that I really didn't want to ruin the calm mood I started my own private conversation with her. I streched my leg out a little further under the table and felt the smoothness of her hose. Slowly I began to rub my leg over her calf as I did my best to stay in the conversation. It was a little challenging but I somehow managed.

Then the perfect opportunity came up to let her know it was me, as Mark had to make his way to the restroom.

When he excused himself, I took that time to place my chin in my hand and watch her in utter amusement as she realized that it had been me rubbing her leg.

The color had seemed to drain from her face as she stuttered in her own amazement. That& that was you?

Wanting her to physically and verbally acknowledge what had been going on during this time I played innocent What was me? Still I continued the soft caresses on her calves.

I think you know& she said quietly.

Wondering how she could have ever have thought that Mark, our fearless leader, could be so bold, I asked her in an alarming tone and total shock So you actually thought it was Mark? Its not really his style.

Yes& no& I& She seemed to be totally confused and embarrassed by the actions that I had done.

Like I had somehow crossed a line in our relationship. I continued to run my foot across her leg and even brought it up to just above the knee when she jerked it back away from me.

Next thing I knew Princess was nearly in tears and she about cried as she spoke Thats not funny!

Not wanting to see her in tears I felt my heart sink as I went to apologize Hey, Prin, I didnt mean&

She seemed to strike out like a cobra when she replied back Just stop it! Im not really interested in your games, Jason. Im sorry there isnt some ditzy, little blond here at the table to amuse you. Thats more your style, isnt it?

Even through all of her beauty her words had the same reaction that a deadly snake bite would cause. I needed to find some way to show her that a ditzy blond was never really my style. It was just that they seemed to be more plentiful at the race track, and since thats where I spent ninety percent of my free time at, that is what I usually brought home.

Really all I have ever wanted was someone with her class and style. Along with her love of life, which seems to be hard to find in our way of life. Never mind the fact that it's mostly all men.

So I tried to find the right words to say and when I did I spoke them in all seriousness "Maybe, Im tired of ditzy, little blonds.

I waited a few seconds to see how she responded then I added with a little more humor then maybe I intended "They all turn out to be Spectrans anyhow.

I really wanted her to see that it has always been her at the top of my list, but the demons of my own past had been what kept me from reaching out. In the second that she took my hand in hers, I so wanted her to acknowledge that she knew exactly where I was coming from. Her response left me feeling a little down and I had all I could do to utter the words that I did.

"Its okay, Jase. she said softly. Theres someone out there for you. Someone wholl make you happy.

My words were barely audible Maybe, Ive already found her.

The table was extremely quiet after that as we both seemed to be in our own thoughts. I just kept praying that she had heard me and that maybe my prayers would be answered.

As we sat there still holding hands, it didn't take but a moment to realize that we were being glared at and it wasn't from the waiter. Suddenly his angry tone broke the silence that had been so pristine just a few moments ago.

What is going on here? he asked.

His tone had caused Princess to jump like she had just been ordered to jump off a cliff. The look on her face spoke in much the same language,and knowing her loyalty to Mark I think she would of done it.
She pulled her body even further from me, and I couldn't help but to change into my own battle mode. So essentially she was now with the Eagle and Condor. Only thing lacking was our uniforms.

M& Mark& she stuttered, Its not what it looks like&

And what does it look like? He asked. Glaring at her as if she was Spectran goon and I became outraged as I saw her tremble in fear.

It only took a second of my movement before his attention was fully directed at me and I went for it full steam. Give her a break, man! I shouted. We were just talking!

His jaw seemed to clench as again I wondered if he could transform without his communicator. It was almost as if I could feel the rage bursting forth from deep inside. Still I wasn't about to back down and let him intimidate Princess, not that she couldn't defend herself, but for some reason she was in an ultra sensitive mood. One that seemed to put her out of battle mode, and Mark appeared to be in it full circle.

Moving in closer , he tried to cause me to back down. Something that I would never do, even if it meant certain death. As he stepped in even closer I could feel the heat from his breath upon my face. He seemed to growl again as he responded to my explanation.

You seem pretty defensive for a guy who was just talking.

Suddenly Princess stood up and made her own quiet observations before she left Look, guys, Im not sure whats going on between you, but this needs to be worked out& now. Whatever it is cant just be allowed to fester. We would never be able to work as a team.

We both looked at her while she spoke but neither one of us really had an answer.

So she continued on in her own threatening manor I think I should leave you guys alone, to figure this out. Ill see you both in the morning, and by that time you both had better have worked this out.

When Princess stood up she made some valid points, only I wasn't going to take my eyes off of my adversary for very long. Besides I really didn't have a clue on how to reconcile this inner war between Mark and myself. I for one was not going to lay down without a fight, and Marks recent reactions lead me to believe that he wasn't either.

As much as I had hated to see Princess leave, I knew that she was right. We couldn't go on working as a team like this when Mark and I were in a personal battle and there was definitely some things that had to be aired. Like his chumminess with a certain drunk bastard that thought he could put Prin down by saying that he was her type. That really was one of my final straws, along with his intimidation of her when he thought she was cheating on him with me. Like he has any say over her life, this is free time, not some G-Force training session. So I was full and ready when he turned back to face me.

As much as I had wanted to take a swing at him, I slammed my fist into the table instead as I clenched my teeth in anger. "See what you did!"

His brow seemed to furrow as I watched the anger return to his face. What I did? You overstepped your bounds this time, Condor. Just what the hell were you thinking by getting cozy with Princess?

Sometimes I thoroughly detest it when he refers to me by my battle name and this was one of them. I think he uses it to try to remind us that we aren't the commander. Well, I'm on vacation and his position doesn't hold any bounds with me out here. So I proceeded to argue with him even harder. Last time I checked, Mark, we were off duty&or do you even know what that means?

I could tell by the way that his eyes narrowed that he had caught the full jist of what I was saying. Still we had seemed to have caught the attention of several of the patrons so he spoke with a hushed tone. None the less he still tried to be intimidating as he stepped in closer to me. Off duty or not, Princess is your teammate, not some chick you picked up at the bar!

I then closed the gap between us and stared straight into his eyes. "Then what's your excuse commander. You seem to think of her as some groupie thats only worthy of a few small tidbits that you might toss her way. At least I would be willing to show her the type of love that she deserves so much."

Marks eyes glistened in rage as he spoke " What type is that Jason, the kind that you show your groupies at the track. Now would that really be any better?"

I returned his anger with some more of my own and no intent of backing down. Damn it, Mark, You know I dont think of her like that! At least Im not intent on breaking her heart. I give her the attention she deserves, the attention she would get from a lot more men&if you werent hovering over her reminding her about duty all the time. You dont want her, but you wont let anyone else have her either. Its bullshit and you know it!

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" No gratitude needs to be voiced, your mind speaks to us!"


Racer by day, Feather Thrower all the time!

Going back to the room and standing by the edge of the bed I had thought that I had heard Princess mutter something in her sleep. It could have been Mark but she laughed like she had when we were out on the snowmobiles earlier. So still not wanting to lose this battle, I used the shared room to my advantage, and I slept only in what the good lord gave me.

I was finding myself in a deep sleep. One that was filled with a dream of Princess and myself in a peaceful setting. We were on our porch and, the neighborhood was filled with the laughter of kids playing. Just as I was about to lean in and give her a kiss, I felt the sting of a blinding light burning my eyes. For an instant, I felt my body stiffen as if I had been captured by the enemy, then I relaxed as I remembered where I was and who was rooming with me.

Shielding my eyes from the strong light I mumbled to my roommate. Turn off the light, Prin&

With a little to much perk in her voice for my taste she replied. "I can't."


Not wanting to cause any arguments so early in the morning I tried to keep my voice as level as I could. Still I couldn't for the life of me figure out why she couldn't flip a damn switch. Why the hell not? I grumbled below my breath.

Its the suns. Theyre both up, and you should be too. she commented in a little to smug of a voice.

Now feeling the effects of the alcohol on top of the snowball fight I now understood why that type of behavior wasn't approved for our line of duty. Would it stop me from doing it, probably not, but would it slow me up? Most unfortunately so. Grumbling and grunting as I tried to locate the nearest clock I tried to avoid the suns light. Upon finding it, the sun blinded my eyes. Ow& what time is it, anyhow?

Not even appearing to notice my agony, or maybe just enjoying it a little to much she replies with the same perkiness Eight oclock. The lifts open in an hour.

Somehow an hour didn't seem like it would be long enough to recoupe from this feeling. Turning over I tried to wish it all away Ugh.. too early& lets go back to sleep&

You can if you want, but I want to be on the mountain when the lifts open. Im not missing the best skiing of the day because you stayed up too late drinking at the bar.

The tone in her voice had changed from perky to a tad condescending. As I tried to turn to face her again, I groaned at the suns persistence in burning my eyes. How did you know?

I know you, Jason. she said. Sometimes, I think I know you better than anyone.

The way she said that she knew me better then anyone brought a sudden chill down my back. She spoke it as if she could see right through me and with the realization that I was totally naked below the covers only made me wonder what more she knew.

Okay, okay, Ill get up& I finally sat up but I allowed the sheets to fall whatever way they wanted.They only revealed the top portion or my body,but I do know that Princess didn't avert her eyes any.

It took me a few seconds of sitting upright to allow my eyes and body to adjust, but when they did it was well worth it. In front of me was a beautiful woman in a dusky lavender one-piece ski-suit. Oh man did it show all the right curves, along with bringing out the beauty in her face. I felt myself start to blush as my body responded to the sight in front of me. Wow& Prin& When did you become a hot ski bunny?

I couldn't tell if she notice the change in the covers on my lap as she replied with a wide grin, but I really didn't care.When I asked the Chief to have the lab make me a ski outfit. You like?

When she started to twirl in front of me I pictured the two of us at a fancy ball somewhere, dancing as if we were the only couple there. I felt my 'hidden' urges grow stronger as I gazed upon her with a look of lust Definitely& Just seeing you like that makes me want to hit the slopes with you right now.

She stopped twirling and seemed to smile as she said Well, then, you had better get ready, hadnt you?

A few moments later she added Jason& you and Mark& you worked out your problems last night, didnt you?

Trying to get my mind back on the task at hand, and out of the gutter so to speak, I rubbed my face a little to hard.Yeah. We wont be arguing today. For at least the first hour or so& I winked at her knowing that a truce couldn't last all day let alone a life time.

She sighed as she replied You, men! and then did something that totally caught me off guard. Picking up a pillow she threw it with a bit of force, at that time the war was on!

Striking back, I took the pillow that I used as a back rest, and swung it full force.That seemed to be the best hit I could get in without getting up so I grabbed her by the arm when she went for a counter-attack. I thought that I had her pinned rather well with my strength and all but she managed to slip out from under me. When she went to gain the advantage of being on top I felt her hand slide across my bare ass and lightly run across the area below my abs. It was during this time that I dropped all my guards and let myself be captured by her.

I wasn't sure if she realized what happened, or if it was the exertion of a good pillow fight that made us both lie there breathing heavy. Either way, I was happy! Looking over at her, I saw the redness of her cheeks, and sent an unspoken challenge her way.

Her eyes seemed to be searching for an answer, and it almost seemed like I had won until she tried to jump out of the bed. Eight-thirty!.... Jason, we need to get downstairs if we want to have any breakfast! Pushing herself the rest of the way up from the bed she headed towards the door.

As she reached for the door handle I bombarded her with another pillow, commenting as it struck I know& you just dont want to admit defeat. I so wanted to stop her before she left the room. To try and make her see that there would be nothing wrong with her and I hooking up. Somehow I knew that it was her feelings for our commander that stopped her from doing what both of us know we want. How will I ever get her to see that.

She threatened me with her own pillow as she stepped out into the hallway.Stuff it, Jason! Im going to get downstairs and grab some food. Do you think you can manage to meet me before nine am?

Yeah. I grinned. Ill be there.

Im going to hold you to that! she promised as she finally closed the door.

I slowly got out of bed and finished stretching my arms and legs out. I couldn't help but to wish that Princess would forget something and have to return at this moment. Seeing how that wasn't going to happen, I made my way into the bathroom and turned on the cold water. The hot water would just have to wait till the end.

Finishing with my shower I did a few extra touches to my normal routine and started towards the cafe. Upon entering I heard Princess calmly talking to Mark.

Oh, its not all for me. She explained. I figured Jason would want something when he came down.

I smiled at the thought of her considering my hunger and duly noted the expression on Marks face with his comment "Oh."

I approached the table as if I hadn't even noticed the tone in Marks voice and happily replied to Princess as I snatched some food off of her plate. You were right about that. Im starving! Thanks Prin!

It was then that Mark tried his best to be civil with me, guess he finally realized who actually had the upper hand the night before. Good morning, Jason. Did you get much sleep?

Still I couldn't help but to want to rub salt in the wound, only I tried to keep my promise to Princess. "A couple of hours. Its all I needed. Especially with this hot ski bunny waking me up.

A smile seemed to spread across her face as she giggled. I thought we established that it was the suns that woke you up?

It was as if the two of us were reliving the pillow fight and the conversation that had ensued afterward. It was only for a second but when our attention had returned to Mark, we could both see the frustration in his eyes.

Again Princess felt the need to intervene Look, Mark. Jason said that you two worked out your issues last night.

He took his glare off of me for a second and turned his full attention to Princess Yeah, we did.

Good. Then I wont have to play referee again on the slopes this morning? She chided him.

No. He shot me a look that any normal person might misread but I knew it too well. This battle was far from over. Well behave ourselves. Wont we, Jason?

I wanted him to know that I acknowledged his look and challenge, but I also wanted to keep it from Princess. For once it seemed as if I had the winning hand and I wasn't about to lose it over more fighting. So as playfully as I could I winked at him and replied As far as you know&

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" No gratitude needs to be voiced, your mind speaks to us!"


Racer by day, Feather Thrower all the time!

As we reached the bottom of the slope I was feeling rather light hearted and was ready to take on an even bigger challenge. It was then that I noticed Princess, although here in body, was not here in mind.

Is my company not good enough for you? I asked her.

A little slow on her comeback she replied Huh?

You keep looking around. I told her as I pretended to not notice what it was that she was looking for.

Im just looking for Mark. she said I feel terrible that we just ditched him like that.

Even though I felt a little dejected at her constant worry over Mark I still wanted to make her smile and possibly consider a few things. I leaned down to whisper in her ear to heighten the effect Dont feel sorry for the Eagle. Hes been ditching you for years. Its time he had a taste of his own medicine.

She appeared to be confounded as she turned to face me I cant believe you just said that, Jason.

Not falling for her lecturing tone I replied as if I hadn't noticed. But you cant deny it. Why berate me for just speaking the truth?

I tried not to notice that Princess had seemed to go into her own thoughts, making me obsolete. What I did hope for was that she was at least seriously thinking about the points that I had just made. Feeling the cold wind start to pick up I put my arm around her and held her tightly against my body.

As we neared the end of the lift ride I noticed that my alone time with Princess would soon be over. For there standing right next to the drop was Mark, oh how I wanted to wipe the smug look upon his face.

I gave him an icy stare as I tried to sound pleasant What are you doing here, Skip?

"Waiting for you, of course. as he replied I noticed the Cavalier manner in which he spoke. Especially as Princess seemed to attach to his side again.

I tried to turn the attention off of Mark, but was finding it to be a losing battle.Well, here we are." Hoping to diffuse it by skiing again I asked Which trail did you want to use?

Actually, Mark replied, I thought it might be time to grab some lunch. He pointed toward the snack bar. I know Princess and I had a pretty exhausting morning.

Mark seemed to try to give the illusion that they had done something during the time away from me, but I knew the truth. From what Princess had told me, neither one had done so much as ski outside of the designated area. Let alone find a spot to get that comfortable in. I may not be in command, but I make it a part of my duty to be able to read others as well as Mark. He just has privy to some of the classified information that I do not.

Im so sorry we left without you, before, Mark. Prin said. Going down the mountain wasnt the same without you.


Next thing I knew I heard Princess apologizing to Mark as if we did something terribly wrong and then to say it wasn't the same without him. Heck yeah, I'll give him that. It's like saying that riding in a race car with grandma driving would be the same as me driving. I make things exciting.

Thats okay, Princess. Mark replied. It gave me a chance to enjoy the scenery. He reached for her hand, and led the way to the snack bar.

The blockheads response seemed as if he didn't even hear all of what she said, maybe he thinks that staying in the lines is a good thing. Wait this is Mark the Eagle were talking about, lines are meant for a reason. Ugh, was this going to be a long lunch!

When we entered the place I found it to be rather empty at what should be their peak time. Of course it seemed as if Mark wasn't in command mode, otherwise he may have sensed it too. Princess was the first to speak of these concerns.

"Where is everyone at?"

Trying to calm her nerves as much as my own I replied I dont know.

A passing busboy had caught our conversation and filled us in with the details. Its the weather. he offered. Theres a big storm coming up, and theyre recommending that everyone go back to the lodge.

Turning towards the only other person that seemed to have a grip on what was being said I asked Princess So, do you think we should go back?

Now she too seemed to be filled with the empty look upon her face, I was really beginning to wonder if it was the altitude that was causing these blank looks.

Finally coming back to reality she replied "Huh?"

My nerves had just about all it could take. It wasn't so bad when Mark was acting out of it but now Princess. With an important decision to make to boot. So I asked again... "Go back. Or do you want to stay out?

I think we can grab a quick lunch, then go back. Princess finally said.

Alright. I found myself happy to just come to that conclusion. The choice on which slope would have to wait till later.

The three of us hastily ate some space burgers and fries. It was almost as fast as if Tiny had been here. Afterwards we made our way outside. It looked bright and sunny. The news of an impending storm seemed like it had to be a joke.

Lets just go back this way. Mark suggested as he pointed to the easiest trail, a blue, that went straight down the mountain.

Even though I knew how fast weather could change on a mountain this high I still didn't want to waste the last run on a bunny hill. So I suggested a more interesting challenge Are you nuts? If this is the last run of the day, we should make the most of it. Lets head over to the Double Diamond run.

Thats pretty difficult terrain, Jason,and theres no marked trail. Mark countered quicker then I expected but I returned the favor.

So? Too difficult for you, Commander? I taunted him because I wanted him to acknowledge the fact that I was right.

Calmly he replied No. I just think we should get back to the lodge as quickly as possible.

Princess then added her two cents into the conversation I agree with Mark. she said rather quickly. Lets just get back. Who knows when this storm will hit?

I felt a little hurt that the two teamed up againest me but on the way down I got another idea as we approached a forested area.

I grabbed Princess by the arm and brought her with me into the sea of trees.

Jason! What are you doing? she gasped.

Just having a bit of fun. I replied as I grinned at her.

Looking behind us I saw the Eagle following close behind. Well at least now he might know what it's like to color outside of the lines , so to speak.

At that moment I heard a distinct sound of rumbling, coming to a quick stop Princess asked "What is that?"

Listening intently I didn't acknowledge Mark when he stopped beside us.

What the hell do you think youre doing? he asked enraged.

Shh! I replied angrily. Dont you hear that?

We all stood in silence for a moment, listening. The muted rumble was getting louder. We were in total agreement only it seemed as if the other two forgot that I was there.

Avalanche! shouted Mark.

With a quick look between the three of us, Mark spoke again Listen to me, Princess. he spoke quickly, but firmly. We are all going to link arms, and get out of here as quickly as possible. Dont let go. We dont want to become separated.

She nodded quickly, as Mark and I each took one of her arms as we moved off again down the mountain.

Finding our way back to the blue trail it appeared to be devoid of life. Suddenly we were the only people left on the slopes and it was at this time that I thought maybe my idea hadn't been so great.

It seemed that no matter how fast the three of us skied the rumble just kept getting louder and louder.

When it reached a deafening roar is when the three of us fell victim to the mountains fury.

The very last sound was of Princess panicked cry for Mark... then all seemed to go to a pool of white. I vowed to do whatever it took to make sure that the Swan was brought to safety.

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" No gratitude needs to be voiced, your mind speaks to us!"


Racer by day, Feather Thrower all the time!

Watching her lying there while the two of us could seem to do nothing to help I sat down beside her and gently pulled her upon my lap. Wrapping my wings around her I watched as Mark arose to check on the opening in the cave. I could see that he was about at his wits end and I silently prayed that she would come too soon. I covered my mouth with the tops of my wings and blew warm air on her exposed face. It wasn't long till I saw her eyelids move just a little and a soft moan escape her body.

It was then that I leaned in and whispered into her ear softly "Hey.... welcome back."

I couldn't help but to smile as I saw her awake from her deep sleep. It made me realize how much joy she brings by just being alive. It was so intense that I almost didn't want her to leave the safety of my arms.

Just then Mark was by our side and she looked to both of us. What& what happened? she asked softly.

Marks eyes seemed to be filled with joy and relief as he responded to her. Princess! Its great to see you awake.

She smiled but she replied weakly back to him "Mark..."

Even though I was grateful that she was alive, I couldn't help but to think of the way that I had felt less then a couple of hours ago. The thought of G-Force without her made my emotions run rampant again. So when I spoke again it was a little more harshly then I had intended.You really frightened us, Prin.

Mark went on to explain our endeavor into this cave.When we pulled you out of the snow you& you were unconscious. We werent sure you were going to come out of it.

Still sounding rather weak she replied "Im fine& Just a little achy. It feels like Ive spent an entire day fighting Spectran soldiers."

Hearing her say that she was fine and catching just a whiff of Jasmine I pulled my wings even tighter around her body. The feeling of having her on my lap was one that I felt I could endure the rest of my life. Besides I was also starting to respond to her body in ways that I hadn't paid attention to until now, and I knew that if she got up I would be found out. Still I felt the need to make Mark take notice of my position. Mischievously I reply. Im pretty achy myself.

Catching my double meaning Mark just shot me an evil look. I couldn't help but to smile at his discomfort. If only he knew the truth. I knew if I continued on right away Princess would see right through what was happening and then I would lose my advantage. So I quickly tried to bring the conversation back to the topic at hand.Well, we got thrown around by that avalanche pretty badly.

Can you stand, Princess? Mark asked her. We need to& figure out if youve got any broken bones.

Okay& She agreed, shakily she pulled herself up.

If I didn't agree with Mark on his wanting to find out about Princess condition I would say that he was using it as his way to pull the upper hand. So I had helped her all I could without revealing my predicament and was happy to see her able to stand.

Shivering in the cold air she replied. Wow! It sure is cold in here! Wings are definitely warmer!

Seeing an opportunity to regain my advantage and to take another attack at Mark for making me lose that advantage I replied rather slyly. " Exactly what I was saying."

I could tell that Mark had heard me but he was doing his best to ignore it. Keeping his attention on Princess he suggested Maybe you should transmute, Princess.

Oh& yeah& Trans& mute! In a brief flash of light she was in her own birdstyle. Thats a little better.

She must have noticed the blocked entrance during the transmutation because right after she immediately commented. Why is the entrance all blocked off?

The storm. Mark replied, Its pretty bad, and this way most of it stays out of here.

I quickly added Unfortunately, we couldnt find anything to start a fire with. Everything is soaked.

She continued to question us about our situation. And how far are we from the lodge?

Uncertain. Mark said. The avalanche carried us pretty far away.

Anyhow, we didnt have much time to look, with the storm getting worse. I explained. We had to find shelter, fast. We can try to make it back to the lodge in the morning.

How long was I out? she asked.

Im not sure& a few hours. Mark answered. Its almost night, now.

She seemed to take a few extra moments to digest the fact that she had been out for so long, finally she seemed to relax a little and continue on with her comments. Thanks for taking such good care of me. she said as she smiled at Mark.

For a moment I felt a stabbing pain of jealousy as I heard her shower Mark with all the praise. I'm not saying that he didn't help, or couldn't have done the job without me, but I distinctly remember that it was I who had performed the CPR and did all the initial checks. Just as I had considered saying something to the contrary Mark spoke up. Well, actually& it was Jason who did most of that.

Smiling at me Princess replied Thanks to you, too, Jason.

I grinned back at her as I remembered the past two days events. Id say& anytime& but I dont want you ever doing that again, Prin. Two injuries in two days are enough for me! I had forgotten that neither one of us had really told Mark much about or snowmobiling so it came as a surprise when he responded sounding rather annoyed and glaring at me.

Two injuries? Mark asked in surprise. What are you talking about?

Oh, I fell off of my snowmobile yesterday, when Jason and I were fooling around. Princess explained. It was nothing. My cerebonics fixed it up in no time.

I see. said Mark. I could tell by the way his eyes looked, he wasn't happy to hear of a second injury. Especially one that had yet to be reported. I, for one, wasn't going to allow him to berate me for something that wasn't any of his concern.

Princess must have felt his disdain towards me and thought that it was directed at her and responded accordingly. Oh come on, Mark! she cried, crossing her arms. Im not that much of a klutz! Like its my fault that the avalanche overtook us!

No, Princess. Mark replied in a cold voice as his inflamed eyes still locked on mine. Its not your fault.

Then lay off! she said defensively, Not everything goes the way you plan it, you know.

I laughed inwardly as Princess berated Mark for his comments and even tried to get my own in. Thats what I always say. It wasn't more then two seconds after I said it that she turned on me.


And you stop doing that, Jason. she said, as she whirled around to face me.

I tried to straighten up my actions but I somehow managed to screw that up and was caught red handed in my slam. What? I asked in surprise.

Im not stupid. She now began to berate me. I know how you like to push Marks buttons, and its not fair, especially when hes stressed out enough as it is.

Not wanting the wrath of any woman let alone one that is capable of causing extreme damage I held my hands up in surrender Okay& okay.You have a point and its way too cold to argue.

She shivered rather loudly and replied "True."

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" No gratitude needs to be voiced, your mind speaks to us!"


Racer by day, Feather Thrower all the time!

He just stood across the cave with his arms on his hips and demanded that I arise from my current position. Get up, Jason! Mark ordered.

"I am up& I commented as I deliberately gave Mark a look that said it all. If he can sleep next to a beautiful woman and not have the same problem then I think there is something definitely wrong there.

I wasn't sure if Princess had caught my full meaning but she did try to stand up for me. Come on, Mark. She said, Its hard to go from warm and cozy to cold and awake in three seconds.

I read Marks reaction carefully when I declared my situation subtly and decided to let him know that I knew he experienced the same.Maybe we should try to make a fire now. I couldn't help but to laugh. Weve got plenty of wood&

Youre not helping, Jason! She waggled her finger at me in reprimand.

Sorry& Again I found myself grinning from ear to ear. There's just something about her that I can't help but to smile. Its just that lying on the ground all night made me feel so stiff.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Mark turning a shade of purple that would have made Zoltar himself jealous. Turning my attention towards him, it was all I could do to not start any more battles.Somehow knowing that Princess would only get more upset kept this battle quiet.

I barely heard her comments about food and when I did respond it came out as a question "Huh?"

Im. Hungry. Need. Food. Prin said, as she exaggerated each word.

Want. To. Eat. MRE. she continued, pulling the food pack out of its pocket in her wings.

Damn, I had forgotten that we had those. I commented as I stared at the small packet in my hand. Ive always been kind of scared about what kind of food they can fit in those packets.

"Well, anything sounds good right about now. Mark put in. Thanks for reminding us, Princess.

For once I was happy to let Mark go first. I had always pictured some sort of questionable meat looking item with something green sticking to it, that was supposed to resemble peas. Somehow that did not sound like it would be appealing. I noticed that Princess also was willing to let our commander be the first. Peering over his shoulder, we both relaxed some when we saw what was on the menu. Spaghetti.

I guess Jasons in deep trouble now! Princess giggled. Its still two against one!

Hey, at least its Italian! I smiled. No steak for you two!

The three of us sat down and began to eat our MRE with smiles upon our faces. Just goes to show what a few happy memories can do. Breaking the silence I started a new topic of conversation. You know, Meals Ready to Eat isnt the right name for these things. I said.

What do you mean? Princess asked. Her curiosity seemed to spike as she took another bite.

Its really one big lie. I explained. Its not a Meal, its not Ready, and I cant Eat it.

Well, maybe MRE actually stands for Munitions Resembling Edibles. She joked.

Or, Meals Rejected by the Enemy! Mark chimed in.

At my teammates added comments I almost choked on my last bite of spaghetti. As it was, the sauce from the noodles dripped down my chin. We all laughed at our new found names for the MRE's that had finally served a purpose.

Shortly after dinner, Princess stood up Ive going to head back that way. She pointed her finger deeper into the cave. Ill be back in a minute.

Mark looked up, confused.Why? he asked. Maybe we should go with you. Who knows whats back there?

I had to shake my head at the guys obvious naive thought process when it comes to women. It's almost a shame considering he is a man of experience when it comes to so many other things.

Uh& Im not going too far. Prin said, her cheeks turning slightly pink. Nature calls& you know&

Oh. Now it was Marks turn to go red.

Shortly after Princess left, Mark turned to face me down again.

What was with the comments this morning? he scowled.


I looked up at him with my best poker face, somehow I knew this conversation hadn't ended earlier. What comments?

He stood up and chucked his empty MRE package against the wall. Dont play dumb with me, Condor! What were you trying to do? Embarrass her?

Mark walked over to the entrance and started to pull chunks of snow and ice down. At least I could put my anger to good use. I stood up and joined him.

A smirk twisted across my face as I pushed for further information. Or at least an admittance to something I had guessed a long time ago. I should say a conformation of it, since he admitted it after our dinner the other night. Are you trying to insinuate something there, Skip? Is there something I should know?

Morning wood&erections&you idiot! All those euphemisms&totally unnecessary! he barked.

Hey& I razzed him some as I continued my torment. &are you worried about *her* being embarrassed? Or was it *you* who was embarrassed? Cause I know that you had to make a few adjustments yourself! I saw you adjusting when you were checking out the cave entrance this morning!

His mouth gaped open at my revelation.

I chuckled at his response and then continued. Relax, Skip&she didnt get any of it. Our little innocent Swan is still as pure as the snow outside! But hey, shed probably be proud that her hot bod provoked such a response from two of the most eligible bachelors in the solar system!

He scowled again at my response and came back with his own. Well, she had better remain pure and sweet&and Id better not hear any more foul remarks from you Condor, or Ill&

Shhhh& I motioned to Mark as Princess was entering the cave area. Here she comes.

I was suprised to see him even take that comment so personally as he balled up a fist in response. I hadn't even meant it in the way he heard it. It was then that I knew he was taking everything I said and putting a double meaning on it. I found myself chuckling at the thought of causing so much discomfort with so little work.

When Princess returned to the cave, we were ready to begin our trip back to the lodge. Hopefully to resume a more normal atmosphere, little did I know how true that would become.

Which way is the lodge? She asked as she walked up beside us.

It should be that way, Mark pointed, based on where the avalanche deposited us yesterday.

I had to agree with that, considering Marks ability to have exceptional direction memory, kinda like me.

Lets go, then. Prin said.

I wish I had the G-2 here. I muttered as we began our long walk back to the lodge.

Too bad the G-2 is back on Earth. Princess replied.

Actually, its back in the parking lot at the lodge. I said concretely. Tiny left me with it when he dropped me off.

So, could you go get it and come back to pick me up then? she asked coyly.

Anything for you, Princess. I grinned as I bowed down before her like a knight in shining armor but something caught my foot and brought me down like a court jester instead. I just caught a glimpse of the smirk that formed across Marks face.

Quickly he covered his amusement by asking "What was that?

I felt a little uncouth at my recent trip and blamed the first thing that came to mind. I dont know& a tree root or something.

Mark and I continued our journey away from my clumsy trip but Princess seemed to question the ground around my wipe-out.

We were only a short distance away when we heard her hiss Guys! Back here!

We turned and were back at her side in no time. It was then that I saw it was no tree root that I had tripped on. For below us lay a green suit.

Spectra. Mark whispered, almost under his breath. What are they doing here?"

I think another good question is, what is this guy doing here? I asked after I had brushed off more snow and we saw that it was, indeed, a dead soldier.

Do you think they have a base nearby? Princess asked.

I wouldnt be surprised. I said. Its not like the Happiness Boys havent shown up with secret bases in strange places before.I was only slightly happy that it hadn't been a tree root that I had tripped over. Because of this finding our vacation had officially ended and I for one could have found better ways of healing my ego.

We should warn Chief Anderson. Mark suggested. His tone seemed to indicate a reluctance to being on duty again. Something I could totally understand.

Just as Mark stepped back and raised his communicator to call the Chief, he suddenly disappeared from view.

In a instant and one call of his name Princess followed suit.

There was no way that I was going to let my friends dissappear that easily. So I began a careful search of the ground above, only it seemed that I wasn't careful enough, and quickly I joined them.

The three of us found ourselves on a metallic floor covered in snow, inside of a Spectran base.

The room was almost pitch black, only the light coming from the open trap door above us shown through the darkness. Also it seemed that the base was abandoned because there was no noise outside of our uniform breathing.

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" No gratitude needs to be voiced, your mind speaks to us!"


Racer by day, Feather Thrower all the time!

I finally had my chance to exact revenge on these goons for ruining my pleasant vacation and I had no reservations about any of them. Doing my best to take out as many as I could I kept my eye on Prin. Something still was not adding up and her yo-yo wasn't being used much. Whatever the reason was I knew we needed to do something fast otherwise we would both parish to these half-wits.

I looked towards Prin and she seemed to instinctively know exactly what I was thinking. She lightly jumped onto my shoulders, and the two of us began to spin.

We whirled faster and faster, until the force of our Whirlwind Pyramid forced the goons back against the walls, screaming with the agony of having their bones break upon impact.

After a few moments we dropped out of the tornado, and began dispatching the remaining goons.

Time to hit the road! I yelled, pointing my thumb at the other doorway.
Quickly, Prin ran over as I fought off the soldiers who were beginning to recover from being the victim of the Whirlwind Pyramid.

This time she didnt worry about making a small charge, and within seconds she had set the explosive. It detonated with a satisfying boom.

The door swung open, just as I came running towards her. We pulled handfuls of mini-grenades out of our belt pouches and threw them behind us as we ran out of the room.

As the sounds of multiple explosions and screams came out of the room, I couldn't help but to feel some gratification. I stopped long enough to make sure that none of the goons followed us out, and when that didn't happen we resumed our search.

I heard Princess sigh with relief but it only lasted a few seconds.Uh& Jase& she tugged on my wings.

I finally turned my attention from the door to what it was that made Princess gasp. Upon seeing it myself, I couldn't believe that there was not one but many Zoltars looking back at us.

My jaw dropped as I replied in utter awe.How many are there?

Princess was taking a quick inventory and my mind raced with the thoughts that we had just stepped into another dimension. It wasn't long before her voice broke the silence.

One hundred and thirteen. she reported.

Are they alive? I asked, curiously running my hands over one of the tubes. The Zoltar inside stared straight ahead, unmoving. The thoughts of this many in one room, filled my mind with many questions about Spectras intelligence and our ability to defeat them. One thing was for sure we needed to get on the ball at the ISO to compete with this magnitude.

I think so& Prin replied. They seem to be in some kind of stasis.

Multiple Zoltars& I couldn't help but to think of what that meant. It almost says that we are powerful enough to do away with the Spectran army, all we had to do was defeat this base. Do you think? Yes& that has to be it!

What? Princess asked, not being able to follow my train of thought.

Dont you see? I exclaimed excitedly, Ive always known, deep down, that Zoltar isnt that good. He cant always keep escaping us! I think& sometimes& he doesnt escape. Sometimes& he blows up with his mecha.

So then, that would mean& she looked at me like she finally caught the depth of what I was saying.

That these are replacement Zoltars. I burst out triumphantly.

No wonder they hid this base on Frozatica! Prin said wide eyed, The year-round temperatures below freezing must help keep these Zoltars in stasis.

I nodded to her, but one question remained lodged in my brain.Taking a moment to try and find an answer I finally turned to her and said But the question is, how are they making these replacement Zoltars?

As we were searching the room looking for the answer to my open ended question. There was an audible gasp from across the room. I motioned for Princess to stay behind the glass tubes, and armed myself with many feather shuriken. I figured that the silence of them compared to my gun would take out many before anyone would know what hit them.

Flying between two glass chambers, I was startled to see Mark armed, and ready for action. He seemed to feel the same way as he folded up his bird rang and spoke with a sound of relief in his voice. Jason! Im glad we've found you! Princess said something about a bunch of dead goons&

They werent that much trouble. I confessed, Only about five hundred or so. Where have you been? You didnt make the rendezvous! It never accrued to me that Princess would have had no way to tell Mark about our little battle.

Turning towards Princess I motioned to her that it was all clear. She ran up to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. I couldn't help the smile that formed across my face as I turned to the Eagle. Look who I found& Princess!

I saw Marks face turn to an ash white as his eyes couldn't seem to relay to his mind that she was with me. I was just about to give him some encouraging thoughts when I heard a small cough.

Suddenly a second Swan appeared in the room and all eyes turned towards her in question. Gasping beside me, my girl broke the dead silence. No& it cant be& Somehow theyve cloned me too!

No one can replace you, Prin. I tried to say as reassuringly as I could.
Giving her a squeeze, I looked around the room, and felt the hairs on the back of my neck raise up. Somehow, I couldn't get rid of the thought of all these Zoltar clones in tubes. If they could find a way to replicate something that evil, then there really was no way of telling what the truth was with this new predicament

She just looks like you. I said to the beautiful Swan on my arm. I cast a heavy look towards the second Swan standing by Mark. If only she wouldn't be here, then my world wouldn't feel like it was teetering on the edge of a cliff right now. One thing was for sure, the female in my grasp had helped me escape a massive battle, and for that she wasn't going nowhere fast.

Mark finally broke his stunned silence and asked the question that seemed to hover in the air above us. Which one of you is the real Swan? he asked nervously.

I am, of course, Mark! Princess answered hotly, just as my Swan answered, Well, of course, its me!

I pulled back just a little from my partner and searched her eyes for some kind of answer. Then turning my attention to Princess, I found her starting to head over to us. My head seemed to spin as I tried to figure out some way of finding out the answer to the questions burning inside. I had to know if it really was Princess that had proclaimed her love for me at the rendezvous point.

Placing her hand on my girls shoulder Prin said quietly.Im sorry, but Im the real Swan. Youre actually my second duplicate.

I felt her body start to tremble as she wrestled with the words that had just been spoken to her. No! she declared. I know Im real! I remember! I remember my childhood, at the orphanage, and meeting Chief Anderson for the first time, and going on this ski trip& A tear rolled down her cheek. Ive got to be real&

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" No gratitude needs to be voiced, your mind speaks to us!"


Racer by day, Feather Thrower all the time!

As my screams rang out amongst the smoldering ruins, I felt my legs begin to slowly melt beneath me. The weight of this final burden on my soul had taken the last of my reserved strength. I could feel the wetness of my tears as they tried to cool my doleful face. Even the cold of the snow was at a loss to the pain that burned through my very being. As I contemplated yet another death, an amiable face appeared beside my frazzled body. Princess then wrapped her arms around me, and placed her head upon my shoulder blades in an effort to calm my grief.

I took a deep breath, and attempted to voice some of the questions that demanded to be heard. Slowly, I found the strength to do so.

As I turned to face Princess, I searched her eyes for the answers to the questions that I now voiced. Why?.......Why, Prin?

She seemed to search for the answer inside of herself. Momentarily, she began. "She knew that she had to complete her mission&

No. I interrupted her, a little more harshly then I had wanted to. I mean you.

Her eyes seemed to take on a look of bewilderment, so I continued on in a humble tone. Why couldnt it have been you who wanted me?.... All I ever wanted was to be with you, but you never wanted me& its always been Mark& Is it because hes the Commander, and Im just Number 2?

When she fell into an utter silence the tears began to cascade down my face. Still I needed to know the answer. Why, Prin? I demanded.

Her only reply was a mumbled one before Mark shouted out a warning.

I turned my attention to the cause of his alert, and in an instant I was on my feet and running.

The ground was still smoldering near the area that had once been the Spectran base. Still, the slight movement that I had seen, made me feel as if their would be a possibility of a survivor. Finding myself at the location of said movement, I began to dig through the searingly hot debris. Suddenly I spotted the familiar white of the Swans uniform. Shouting, I quickly helped my Swan rise up like a Phoenix from the ashes.

Without a seconds thought, I grabbed her, and pulled her into my embrace. Relishing the feel of her body close to mine, I couldn't help but to run my hands over her painfully burned body. When she flinched just a little as I reached a bare spot on her arm, I stopped abruptly not wanting to cause her any pain. Instead I buried my face into the crevice of her neck and whispered to her how much I loved her. I barely heard my companions when they mentioned heading back to the lodge.

The sun was close to setting before we made it back to the lodge, and the skiers had all seemed to have retired to their cozy rooms. This made for an easy de-transmutation at the crest of the skiing area. With the cloned Swan not having the ability, Mark and I kept watch as Princess returned to her room to acquire a change of clothes for her.

When Princess returned, she apologized for the striped jeans, and number three shirt that she handed her. I dont have a lot of extra clothes.

Thats okay. my Swan smiled. Im used to these. And what else were you going to bring out, the slip dress?

I shot Mark a quick look when that comment was made, but he seemed to be totally unaware of my thought process.

Next thing I knew, my Swan was asking Princess assistance in our departure.

With little more then a wink Princess replied. "Sure thing..."

Mark seemed to chuckle as he elbowed me, I think thats our cue to leave&

Aw, man, Things were just about to get interesting! I quipped as I reluctantly turned to follow. It wasn't long before the two of us were entering the lobby area. With the fireplace burning brightly, I gladly took a place on the couch.

Arms propped behind my head, I spoke as quietly as I could, so the other patrons could not hear. Well, Skip, another case solved by G Force&

Yeah," he readily agreed. And another Swan enters the picture. How are we gonna tell them apart?

Oh, I can tell the difference. I snickered as I saw Marks eyebrow raise at my comment. My Swan is much cuter, and way more outgoing.

Yeah, right. Youre just saying that because she happens to have the hots for you. he chuckled as he leaned back into the soft cushion on the couch.

He paused for a moment before continuing Ive just been relying on the way Princess reacts to me& he admitted. Its a little scary, having two of them now. Know what I mean?

I couldn't help but to smile at the way that Mark seemed to be confused. I for one, knew that I could tell the difference from this day on. Well manage& I knowingly winked at him.

Quickly Mark replied. Oh, by the way, I made a report to the Chief earlier. He said we could stay here a little longer, since we didnt have much of a vacation. You know? He doesnt know there are two Swans now. I better let him know.

I couldn't believe my ears, there was no way I was going to let anyone ruin my chances of being with the Swan. So as he raised his communicator to his lips I stopped him momentarily.Whats the big emergency? Besides, it could be fun playing tricks on the old guy. We could really yank his chain! I had to crack up at the thought of a thoroughly befuddled Anderson.

Even though Mark seemed to be amused at the fun we could have, the Eagle in him took over. No, I need to tell him. This is really important.

He left the couch to relay the message to our superior and returned a few moments later. He says he wants to see&Princess&uh&the clone&tomorrow. He needs to run some tests.

Somehow I knew that the return message would be bad. You mean MY SWAN& I retorted rather loudly. This sucks! Well, I'm going with her. No way is the Chief going to treat her like some guinea pig with me there. So now we only have one night together? Better make it count& I began to smirk.

Shortly after I had spoke the girls entered the lobby. Quietly, I whispered to Mark. I know what Im going to be doing for the rest of this trip.

I leapt up from the couch, and grabbed my Swan by the hand. Practically flying down the hallway towards the room I savored the thoughts of what was to come.

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" No gratitude needs to be voiced, your mind speaks to us!"


Racer by day, Feather Thrower all the time!