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Tomahawk Towing and Recovery Sunrise sat behind the wheel waiting for the other trucks to begin returning from dropping off trailer sections around the area laid out for the Academy town. He watched as Eagle, Hawk and Night Flyer began pulling up behind the Diner. Their trailers disgorging the livestock before Hawk's began turning into barns. A section of Eagle's main trailer separated and molded itself to the side of the new Diner. Slowly his grin grew as he realized what it was. "Sunrise, what is that section there?" asked Shantilly. "That's the Bee Hive," he answered. "Bee Hive? You mean like Stuckey's used to have?" asked Karen. "Oh no this one is much bigger," he answered. "This one has seven sections. All individual Multiple hives." "Multiple hives?" even Karen was confused now. "The Brightfeather's spread Peppermint through each hive to mask the scent of the different queens. Each hive has four queens, but they've each set up in a separate section so they don't fight. When they start to swarm, the new queens will be taken to a new hive somewhere nearby to establish wild bees. Eventually the big hives will drop to just one Queen, but they will still be huge with plenty of honey. We never take more than we need." He explained. "The Terra-formers were being hard pressed to artificially pollenate the plant life, so Paula was asked to bring some Bees. There are about a dozen more multiple hives in the other trucks. And those will be taken out to various locations by the Terra-formers. Then they will be allowed to swarm naturally." When Jay and Prairie Dog pulled off the main road he led the way to the Truck shop, named Tomahawks. There were six pump stations for smaller vehicles, and a dozen for large trucks. Between those was the pump jockey hut. His new mother inlaw pulled her rig up to the first pump to fill up while he got out to open the big shop doors. He heard a commotion and turned to see two young Terrellian males rushing out to greet them. I realized they were Leola's brothers and then I saw her older sister's truck sitting behind the garage waiting. 'Tabby', that was the trucks name. I grinned as I watched her sauntering toward me. Her seductive grin and sway faltered as Rhea stepped down behind me, hissing a warning. "Keep your claws off him, he belongs to us," Karen, Shantilly and Keena quickly joined us. "So, you are this human who has caught my cousins eyes," She grinned. Then she spotted Long Run and Straight Shot at the pumps. "Momma and Daddy will be here in two days. They're coming straight from the assembly line on Titus four, the Heptite Guild paid for everything in full. No haggling, which is a first." The two new trucks that were being brought to the shop were Service Ready, all they needed were the CPU's. "So tell me Gleam what else, did you bring in Tabby besides your brothers?" asked Keena. "I brought everything needed to repair Pouncer. Including the best Mechanics in the Universe to do It," she said proudly. A little ways down from my garage with its own connecting entrance to the lot was a larger one with two separate long garages. I was beginning to wonder what they were for when I saw the first trucks pulling into the lot. At the end of each building was a Weigh Station and the trucks began by crossing over it. Then they would go on to the little four stall truck wash that sat at the other end of the lot. I watched as Beauty rolled into her garage space and Missy Wyoming dropped her trailer that now looked like a flatbed, they all did. Before she unhooked the power feed she plugged in another from the wall beside it. Next she drove to another building where she dropped her blower blade in its resting cradle, it too had its own separate power hookup. When she was finished she backed into her Garage space again, then walked the short distance to the office. "Sunrise," someone interrupted my watching what was going on next door. Turning I saw one of Leola's brothers. "That's me," I said with a warm welcoming smile. "I'm Ditch, and this's Jink. We were wondering which of the stalls we could set up in," he said. I shook his hand and then his brothers. "You two being my chief mechanics can set it up any way you want. You know better what works best for you." I had a scary thought, "Umm, if you need any tools or anything just order them and give the requisition to Prairie Dog, my sister." "Oh we brought our own tools. Our mother paid for them since everywhere we've ever worked you're required to have your own tools," Jink said. "That's the Basic Tools," I told him. "The Shop will pay for and maintain the ones that are specialty tools. Most mechanics can't afford those on their own. That's how a lot of Shops keep their mechanics from going into business for themselves, and control how much they pay their mechanics." "Oh we didn't know that," admitted Ditch. "Look you two know more about how this kind of shop needs to be set up than I do." I motioned Jay over to us. "Jay this is Ditch and Jink, Leola's brothers. They're our lead Mechanics," I told him. "Oh hell am I glad to meet you two. I could handle the simple stuff. But these cold fusion power plants are out of my league. And I wouldn't even know where to begin on a Terrellian Rig." he admitted. "Probably the first thing you need to know about that is the driver has to give you authorization to work on it. The next is, if you are removing and replacing parts you have to pull the CPU, or the truck is going to feel pain," said Ditch. "That's why we have the secure CPU Care units. Rhea will have to pull Pouncer's CPU and plug it in there before we begin the work." Shantilly and Keena walked up then, both looking as if they were making full recoveries. "So Ditch, how does it feel to be the only shop in this section of the Universe that can work on Our Rigs?" asked Shantilly. "Not so sure we'll have that much business way out here," he answered. "But it'll be nice to not have to compete with older Mechanics." Pointing further down the road on the other side Jink asked, "What kind of place is that? It looks like they're setting up a garage." I looked to see Chop Shop parked next to a rather nice looking yet smaller garage, the name 'Fender Skirts' lettered above it. I grinned as I watched the animated sign light up showing a young girl in a short skirt getting out opening the hood then bending over the fender. "That my new friends is Fender Skirts, they specialize in what is known as Muscle Cars. Like Javie and the General here." I motioned to the two on the back deck of Sweetie Pie. They were in the process of unloading the cars they'd hauled across the stars. After a few minutes I pulled around to the back and then pulled Pouncer into the huge Garage. They directed me to where they wanted him. Then before I fully unhooked Rhea climbed in and pulled his CPU. Quickly she slid it into the Maintainer, and punched in her security code. She would be the only one who could remove it now. They helped us to get the other two out of the cab where they would wait for the arrival of the new trucks. Dealer and Chaser might have lost their physical selves but they would be reborn again in the new trucks which had never had a CPU installed. The plus side was the CPU's still held all the vital data that would normally take months to self-program. Now it would only take a couple of weeks while the CPU's integrated the upgraded systems, and synchronized with the rest. Rhea surprised me though when she told Ditch and Jink she was going to modify Pouncer's physical set up. "We've discussed it, Pouncer and I want him to become a Wrecker." Currently in all the known universes there were exactly zero Terrellian Wreckers. Any Terrellian truck needing to be hauled to a shop had to be picked up by a large service shuttle and transported. Or loaded onto a flatbed. The only reason Pouncer had allowed Crunch to hook up to him was because Dealer and Chaser's CPU's were in the Auxiliary charger already, and the power cable had been hooked up to him to keep him alive. They'd just finished setting up their tools when the call came in. "Uhhh, come in Tomahawk Towing and Recovery," we heard on the radio. "You got us," answered Prairie dog. "What's going on?" "Uhh, we're losing power. Barely able to maintain the minimum speed limit. We are between portals and won't have enough speed to negotiate the next set, if we make it that far." "Prairie Dog, have my brothers reached you yet?" asked Silky, one of Leola's sisters. "Yes they're here," she answered. "Oh good, Shaker really needs a tow badly. We're running slow so they don't get abandoned, but the damned Garage at Reece's Crossing can't land a recovery shuttle on the Freeway." Silky told her. Jink stepped up on the driver's platform, and Prairie handed him the Mike. "Silky, send us the locator beacon. I'm coming along." To Prairie he asked, "Can you make it there in time? If they can't shoot that next portal the Road Bugs will recycle them." "Climb in," she told him. "We'll jump to the portal they're heading for. Then meet them before they get there. Oh grab a life suit. We'll have to get out to hook up everything," she said. "Silky, we'll meet you before you get to the portal, I'm sending in a recovery notice to the Bugs so if you break down completely you won't get recycled. See you in a couple of hours," she told the driver. "How are you going to get there in two hours? That's like six days out." Jink was confused. "That big portal is a Phase jump Portal," she said. Patting the new navigation unit on the dash she said, "This is a Phase Portal programmer." She punched in the locator beacon and as soon as it locked on she shifted into gear. "They're just one jump away so relax." He looked skeptical. "Sunrise, maybe I should go along too. They might need a trail car to warn follow on traffic," offered Karen. "Take Javie, she's itching to get out on the road again," Jay said as he tossed her the keys. "I'll go with you," Keena kissed my cheek as she followed Karen to the car. I watched as my sister and two of my wives pulled out onto the road headed for the big portal in a hurry. "Where are they off to in such a big hurry?" asked Cream. "Shaker's got some kind of problem, she's between portals and can't get enough speed to shoot the next one," said Ditch. He pulled up one of the little bracelet star charts, this one looked different than the other's we'd seen. As he tossed it into the air we saw that it had red lines connecting to a lot of the planets. He called out the beacon number and it began to flash a tiny green dot along one of the lines. Reece's crossing began to pulse slowly and I realized the map must show the direction of travel as well. Tracing the line back Ditch let out a low growl. The planet he touched was called Pilgrim's Perch, and was one the major interchange planets. "Jay," he said. "If they both stopped there to take on fuel you better head that direction. I doubt Bigfoot can tow two of our rigs at once." "What do you mean?" Jay asked. Ditch began growling something but all I really understood was 'Nano- mites'. Then it hit me, Nano-mites in the fuel. They would attack the electric system of the engines. "Freefall, you both need to pull into the breakdown lane. Scram your engines and go to standby power," he said. "Ditch what's up?" asked Jink. "They just left Pilgrim's Perch," answered Ditch. "Those sons of bitches," growled Jink. "Silky, have everyone run a Nano Scan on your fuel systems now." His information showed two more rigs in the convoy. "I'm going with you," stated Cream heading for Sweetie Pie. "Yo Sunrise, what's up?" asked Tim Wyoming. "We have at least two Rigs out on the Freeway that are in trouble. Not sure about the rest of the convoy though." I told him. Then I looked up to see Reaper pulling into the lot in front of the Garage. "Sunrise," Otru greeted me as he got out hurriedly. "I was monitoring the call," he held out a little box containing what looked like some sort of sample tubes. "Do me a favor and take fuel samples. Not from the tanks, take them from the fuel pump." Then I realized the glass tubes had a bit of an electric current going through the wire mesh embedded in the glass. "We are headed to Pilgrim's Perch, they've been suspected before," Otru said. Two of his people got out heading for Sweetie pie. "The other two trucks are Rikki's, they're probably Nano-mite free. But I'll call you if they need a tow," he turned and headed back to Reaper and wasn't completely inside before the huge Rig began moving. "We are to take samples from all four trucks," said a nameless officer. "The bugs have been informed that the convoy has been stopped for safety reasons and will not interfere." "They will compare the fuel samples. If they match then Otru will have probable cause to inspect the Pumps and tanks. If they are contaminated the Road Bugs will take over," said Rhea. "Meaning?" I asked. "There will be a new fuel stop opening up, but not on Pilgrims Perch. That interchange will be shut down, this is their third offense." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ As Bigfoot was arriving at the stopped convoy, Reaper was exiting the portal on Pilgrim's Perch. He didn't slow down when he cleared the portal however. The police officers onboard were staged and ready for deployment. As the truck pulled off the road the doors all opened up and officers in uniform, accompanied by Goth's spilled out to secure the fuel stop. Seeing the Reaper as he pulled up and stopped the lone Terrellian rig that had just filled up stopped short of leaving. Otru himself made note of the pump she'd just filled up at. As one of his men raced to the truck a Goth leapt to the pump where the pump jockey was trying to pull something from it. As Otru reached out and took the little program card from his hand, he Looked around wild eyed realizing there was a Goth at each pump station. The program card in Otru's hand held the codes to release the Nano-mites into the fuel going into a Terrellian rig during the fueling process. The Nano-mites would not be activated until they were triggered by passing through the last set of Pillars at the next portal they shot. The fact that the card had been taken from his hand was enough to prove that he had full knowledge they were purposely contaminating the fuel. A standard scan of the fuel tanks on the Terrellian rig only showed the standard fuel. But the contaminant scan showed it was teaming with Nano-mites. Otru called for a Transport shuttle to pick up the Rig and take it to the shops on Terrellia where the engine and fuel system would be thoroughly cleaned. Everyone involved with the station was placed under arrest aboard the Reaper. The rest were released to go about their own business as a pair of Road Bugs arrived. Otru transmitted his findings to them, then backed away as they began recycling everything connected with the fuel stop. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Hey anyone know why the exit portals to Pilgrims Perch are shut down?" someone called over the radio. "We need fuel." The calls began coming in and then a pair of Road Bugs was dispatched to dispense enough fuel to get travelers to the next stop. The onramp was still open though letting non-local travelers leave the planet. Pilgrims Perch was officially being disconnected from the intergalactic freeway. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "I guess the message is clear, you don't sabotage other travelers on the Freeway," said Jink to Prairie dog as she was turning around to get in front of the first truck. Shaker, was eerily quiet sitting at the side of the freeway on auxiliary power. Freefall sat in front, more light spilling from the windows. But of the two Shaker was in really bad shape. "Jink, can you talk her into pulling the CPU? They can plug it into the Auxiliary in Freefall, I don't like the looks of her power scans." I told him. "Shouldn't she have as much as Freefall?" "We didn't need as much fuel, I just topped off because we were there," said Silky. Just then Jay arrived and the Star Cops started taking samples. Freefall only had a small number in her fuel system, enough that they would have thrown her out of sync when she shot the next portal. With the Engine scrammed though they couldn't get any further into the systems. Shaker on the other hand had been close to empty. The Nano-mites had already done serious damage and even managed to get into the Auxiliary Power Generator. Cassie was near tears as I helped her pull the CPU, but instead of taking it to Freefall she carried it to Bigfoot where Jink had one of the portable Maintainers. Then he got out and helped me as I began hooking up to Shaker. He was asking lots of questions, and I was answering them, explaining why I was hooking the safety chains and cables in the places I was, rather than to the tow hooks. "Those are for pulling it or another truck out of Mud or snow. They aren't strong enough for what we need to do. We need solid frame attachments, and these won't cause shaker any harm if we run into trouble." Next after lifting the front end up and hooking on the lock and stabilizer bars, I slid under her and began dropping the drive shafts. "This way it can't accidentally get in gear while we're driving." Jay already had Fallout hooked up with the help of the Star Cops and the other drivers whose fuel had scanned clean. Back in Bigfoot we shed our EV suits and prepared to start the trip home with both trucks. Now with four of us, Cassie's mate Trill was riding with us, it was more cramped in the cab. Jink let them have the living compartment since neither had had much rest. I kept catching looks from Jink when he thought I wasn't looking. I'd never known anyone that I was more attracted to than Running Water, but there was something about him that had stirred butterflies in my tummy every time I looked at him. Maybe it was just his muscles or it could be his scent which was musky with male sexiness. I felt my face grow warm as I blushed, thinking what it might be like to feel his teeth on the back of my neck as he took me from behind. 'No I have to stop thinking about that,' I told myself. "Prairie, are you feeling alright? Your heart rate is abnormally fast," said Bigfoot. "I'm fine," I said a bit too fast, too loud. It sounded almost as if I was agitated. "Oh, I get it. I'll just be quiet," said Bigfoot. "So that you two can have some privacy." I looked at Jink startled. Sure enough he had a smug look on his face, at least it looked smug to me. Why was I feeling this way? He hadn't made any advances, hadn't shown any interest other than professionally. From the corner of my eye I watched as he stretched his legs out, leaning back in the seat as he stretched his arms over his head, then worked his shoulders around as if he had a back kink. 'Gods was he hot,' I thought. Then realized my eyes were drawn toward his hips. I felt my nipples stiffening as I turned slowly toward him. The privacy curtain was pulled across the entrance to the sleeper. When our eyes met it was like I was seeing him in a whole different light. Our hands touched and the next thing I knew I was straddling his lap. I couldn't fight it, I didn't want to fight it, even as every part of me screamed that it was wrong, I was being unfaithful to Water and Red. I felt him entering me, bit my lip as those barbs sprang out to lock us together. Then the euphoric bliss as the endorphins coursed through my system, igniting fires within me that no one but Running Water had been able to before. I felt guilty yet ecstatic as I rode that first wave of orgasm, feeling it crest over into the next. I couldn't believe I'd orgasmed so easily with him, where with Red I had always had to have Water's added stimulation. As he withered and slipped free I began to feel the guilt full on. What had I just done? "Prairie, we are approaching the Portal," warned Bigfoot. "Uh, thank you Bigfoot," I quickly took my seat behind the wheel. 'What was I going to say to Red, to Running Water? Oh god I felt so horrible about what had just happened. But as I glanced across at Jink I knew I couldn't resist him. And yet he hadn't been the one to initiate it. It was all on me, my lust had driven it, fueled the fire of,' I had to stop thinking about it. "Prairie, Prairie" prompted Bigfoot. "Resuming Self-control. Driver not stable enough for Portal transition." He stated aloud. "Prairie are you ok?" "What's going on Prairie?" "Talk to me girl" "Jink is Prairie Dog ok? Is she hurt?" asked Sunrise just before we hit the Electromagnetic flux. "Jink, we can't tell anyone about this please? Oh god I can't believe I did that." I said. "Did what?" asked Water. I realized we were out of the electronic interference as I'd said the last. I began to cry, "I, I'm sorry Water, Red. I, I, oh god." "What's going on? Jink why is my sister crying, did something happen?" Sunrise wanted to know. "Prairie Dog," Cassie said. "Was that your first time with a Terrellian?" she asked standing in the doorway to the sleeper. "It's ok, the barbs don't go deep enough to do any damage, they just feel that way until they release the Endorphins," she misunderstood. "Cassie, you do not understand," Jink finally said realizing why I was so upset. "She is already bonded with someone else." The rest of the trip was made in silence, and I continued to fight my feelings. Dread that I had cheated on Red and Running Water, the realization that Jink had actually given me an orgasm without even trying. That I couldn't resist him, I knew if the chance arose again I'd do it in a heartbeat. And that only made me feel worse, my husband in the olden days would have been forced to let the Medicine man or Spirit Woman put the mark of the Dirty Nose Squaw on me. My hand automatically went to the bridge of my nose. Could I handle it, wearing that permanent mark for all to see? Sunrise was standing there as we pulled in off the road, his arms crossed his chest defensively as he stood in front of Bigfoot staring up at me through the windscreen. Then I saw Mom Missy off to the side with Water and Red. "Jink, please just let me do the talking," I said as I opened the door and climbed out. I waited for Sunrise to confront me, but he just stood there. Momma Barking Squirrel beside him now. I was sure that all hell was going to break lose any second, the ground was going to open and swallow me up. I was aware of Jink as he came around the truck behind me, and Cassie and Trill standing behind him. I held my head high though, if I was going to have to wear the scar of a Dirty Nose Squaw then so be it. Red was gentle as he stepped up to me, his curled finger caught my chin, turning my face to look into my eyes. Nothing but love stared back at me. "He made you happy didn't he?" was it accusation or acceptance? "Y, yes," I felt a small tremble as it rushed up my spine. There was no anger, only acceptance and love. "Then you are free of the bond, free to be happy. And you have our blessing." "But Red," I didn't understand what was happening. "We will not disown you, I could never do that to you. But you are free to choose your own path. And no one will put the mark on you," his last words were spoken directly at Sunrise. He reached for my hand and then Water took Jink's hand, and they placed them together. "In a month and a day, you two will come before the Tribes and then pledge your selves to each other," said a new voice behind me, as I turned I saw Mother Rain. I really was surprised that Red and water were taking it so well. "Prairie, would you introduce me please?" asked Momma Squirrel. Blushing now I said, "Jink, this is My Momma, Barking Squirrel. Momma this is Jink." She took hold of his hand leading him toward the garage office. "So, my daughter has chosen you of her own free will. But has she explained our customs to you?" "Momma!" "Hush Daughter, I am explaining his duties in the absence of your Daddy. You know the laws of the people, now be quiet and do not interrupt." Momma told me. Jink sat listening intently as she explained our courtship rituals. And the spanking rituals. Then he asked curiously, "Red mentioned something he called the Mark. What is that?" But we were interrupted by Grandmother Night Bird, and her authority held sway over all others. "Prairie Dog, is it true?" she asked gently. I couldn't bring myself to look her in the eyes, I held my own eyes down cast. "Yes Grandmother, I stepped outside the bounds of my marriage without consulting my Husband or first wife." Suddenly I felt my Sioux Pride well up inside me and I raised my head, realizing that she was preparing to speak of ancient traditions. "In the olden days of my own Grandmother, there was a ritual to be performed to allow your husband and first wife to save face," she began as she pulled out a delicately carved bone handled knife. I swallowed hard realizing that it was her ritual blade, carved with intricate magical symbols. From a leather pouch she took out three Polk Berries. I was so surprised that she had them I didn't even think what they might be fore. "When a married Squaw dallied outside of her marriage, she was given the Dirty Nose mark across the bridge of her nose. A permanent scar that all who saw her could see her shame." Without even looking she had sliced through each berry, then dropped them into a little stone bowl that she always carried. The back edge of the knife she drew across her own nose to show where it was placed. The whole time she looked me straight in the eyes, and I mustered every bit of pride and courage I had, not wanting to show fear or shame. Now Mother Rain joined us, her look was stern as she leaned forward and added something to the bowl. "This is a tradition of the Seven Nations. The tribes of the Great Plains of Earth." She said. 'Oh gods,' I thought. 'They're going to do it whether Red and Water want them too or not.' I felt the tears welling up in my eyes as I tried to fight them back. I heard a noise outside the door then. "Oh, Fire you're right on time," I heard Mother Fox say and they too joined us in the office. "Are you afraid Child?" asked Fire, the Centaur Spirit Woman. And I looked up into her face. She leaned closer her nose nearly touching my own and I gasped in realization. Her bangs were pinned back, and her face was devoid of the intricate painting it had held before. And there across the bridge of her own nose was the scar. I gasped in shock. Mother Fox had added something to the bowl now and was stirring the contents. "They asked me to come as a neutral Spirit Woman," stated Fire. "This will be done in a new tradition. So please hold still," she finished. Suddenly Mothers Fox and Rain held my arms. Grandmother held the bowl. Fire dipped a long slender stick into the bowl, and I closed my eyes afraid to look, afraid to see what they were doing. It felt wet, this must be the numbing paste to stop the pain, I thought as the stick was drawn from the corner of my left eye across the bridge of my nose to the corner of my right eye. Suddenly I was released, and the tears came freely. "That will fade over the next month," I was told. "It is not permanent like my own. But it will be there for all to see." "If you have remained with the brave you dallied with, then when that mark is gone the two of you may be wed," said Rain. "We are sorry to have to do this to you Child, but if we break from traditions, we will be as the heathen white eyes before long. Marriages and honor will become meaningless. Do you understand?" asked Grandmother. I wiped away my tears as Jink held me in his arms, he'd been tense ready to fight if I protested. "Hold your head up daughter of mine," said Squirrel. She was busy wiping at her own face. Only to reveal a similar scar to Fire's. It was lighter, and easily hidden under foundation and concealer but it was still there. "I was barely the same age you are now when I earned the Mark," she told me. When we stepped out together Ditch rushed over to stand with his brother beside me. Worry written all over his face at seeing the mark. Suddenly Cream was there among us, she studied my face long and hard, a scowl on her own face. "Why? She is not Terrellian, she is not subject to our traditions." "Mother," interrupted Rhea. "This is a tradition of her own people. But that is not a permanent marking. See it is only dye." "You knew of this?" Cream asked her daughter. "Sunrise explained it to us. But he didn't know that they have altered their tradition to preserve her beauty," added Shantilly moments before she let out a yowl of pain. Sunrise swept her off her feet in an instant, "Are you ok?" "It, it's time," she said through gritted teeth. The pain faded and he carried her toward the little house next to the garage. I forgot all about the mark across my nose as I hurried along to find out how I could help, Jink and Ditch on each side of me. I'd seen Foals and calves born before, even a child. But this was different, this was a Terrellian Kitten. As I stood in the doorway, eyes wide in amazement her sisters and mother shooed out Sunrise, Ditch and Jink. Then her sisters pulled me into the room with them. "This will be good for you to experience. You will be prepared for the birth your own kits," Cream said. Shantilly panted and squalled as she went through the process of giving birth to her son. Sunrise held him in his arms, a smile of joy and pride on his face as he stepped outside. Karen was there with her little flying cameras reporting and recording the event. "Karen Tomahawk reporting live here at the home of Tomahawk Towing and Recovery on Iridani Five, with the first officially born Citizen of this beautiful new world." Sunrise lifted his new son toward the sky for all to see, "Welcome to the Tribes, Shining Light." "Sunrise Lighthorse as you know is my husband," she said as she stepped forward, her eyes glittering with delight. "And this little guy here is our first born son. Born to my sister wife Shantilly. And these are my other sister wives Rhea, and Keena." No one spoke as the four Spirit Women gathered around to bless the new child. Prairie Dog looked on at her brother's wide grin. He was genuinely happy, and she was happy for him, then she realized, 'I have a Nephew.' But before the others could begin congratulating him Cream rushed out to whisper in his ear. I watched his eyes grow huge, the grin I'd thought couldn't get any bigger actually did. I wasn't sure what was happening but then a few minutes later Rhea followed him back outside holding Shining Light in her arms. 'I present to you, Tassia," he held the little girl kitten aloft for all to see. Where Shining Light had golden yellowish fur speckled with black spots, Tassia had snow white fur with cream colored spots. I felt a bit jealous of him, but I was still so happy. "Prairie," Jink nuzzled my ear from behind his arms wrapping around my waist. "Ditch and I will give you your own kittens to be proud of." "D, Ditch? You mean you would share me with him?" I tried to look shocked. The harder I tried, the more the corners of my mouth curled upward. "You are not the type of Woman who can be happy with just one man," said Ditch. "I think it will take my brother and me, both to keep you satisfied. Is that not one of the ways of your people, brothers sharing a special wife between them?" "Jink you would really share me with your brother? And not become jealous? I've heard about Terrellian male Pride," I told him. They looked first at each other, then together they swept me off my feet. "For some Terrellian males, there is more to be proud of than having a pride of women," said Jink. "And for a very special few, there are women who are honored to have a pride of Males," said a new arrival. Turning I saw Novena and Jerrick. Pulling me into a huge hug Novena said, "Welcome to the family Daughter." "Hi I'm Kwill, and this is our other sister Seven Toes," the two youngest of the family giggled as they hugged me. "Novena come, you have to meet my first Grandkittens," gushed her sister Cream. "Cream, I'll be there in a few minutes," she said. "I need to talk with Ditch and Jink's Wife, my Daughter inlaw." "Oh, oooh," giggled Cream. "I'm acting just like Mother aren't I?" "Prairie?" I looked up to see Momma. "Momma," I introduced them. "This is Novena, my Mother Inlaw. Mom this is my mother Barking Squirrel." We were slowly heading toward the house attached to the Garage. Keena and Shantilly met us inviting us in as Karen served coffee for everyone. Finally I got to hold my niece and nephew. We were all crowded into the little living room together. Even Shantilly had joined us, and I was amazed at how quickly she was up and around. It had only been a couple of hours, and she was full of energy. She stepped up next to Sunrise, Karen stepped up on her other side as Keena and Rhea stood on each side of them. The wall lit up into a view screen and it slowly came into focus. "Sunrise, Karen we're happy to hear from you. Who is this with you?" asked Momma Gladys. "Mom, Dad we'd like you to meet Rhea," she nodded her head. "Keena, Shantilly," they each nodded in turn. "And this is Shining light your grandson and Tassia your granddaughter," said Sunrise. "Oh my gods they are so precious. Look Hatch," Momma Gladys had tears in her eyes. They were visiting with them making plans for our return trip so that Mom and Dad could meet everyone. I stood up between Jink and Ditch not wanting to interrupt the joyful occasion. "Prairie Dog?" Dad said. "Are you just going to leave without introducing me to your husbands, my son in-laws?" he was grinning. "Sir, We will protect and cherish Prairie Dog every moment of our lives," they said. "Daddy I, I," I was on the edge of tears. "I am so proud of you my dear sweet daughter, and you my new sons," he smiled. "We look forward to seeing you all in person soon." We visited for a while longer, then left to help unload the two new trucks. Novena was curious how we were going to offload the trucks since they couldn't be driven without a CPU. They had been loaded with an overhead crane onto the flatbeds. Keena asked, "Are the power banks charged up?" "Oh, umm they were when it was loaded onto the trailer," answered Kwill. Keena climbed up and into the cab, her fingers dancing over the controls as she checked out everything. She opened the security cover for the CPU as Sunrise pulled Crunch up as close as possible. Then with the doors still open on both trucks Keena quickly tapped in her own security code then pulled the CPU from the maintainer and hurried to slide it into place in the new truck. Closing the security cover her fingers tapped in her code to secure it and the new truck began coming to life. The dash lights became brighter as more of the systems came online. Air hissed from the brake system, the truck shuddered on the trailer, jerking back and forth almost violently before everything smoothed out. A string of Terrellian blared from the speakers then calmed as Keena laid her hand on the scan plate. "Dealer, Calm down, you have a new body. Please begin Synchronizations with your new systems," She told her truck. As soon as everything had checked out Crunch pulled forward to sit idling next to the other new truck sitting on Seven Toes trailer and the sequence was repeated as Karen and Rhea climbed inside with the twins in their arms. "Why are they doing that?" I asked my mother in-law. "So that when Chaser becomes aware of his new Body he will also be aware of the children, and Karen. He already knows Rhea and Keena, and will now begin incorporating the others into his Memory banks," Novena told me. I heard the whine of hydraulics and watched as the ramps at the back of the flatbed extended to the ground to allow Dealer to back slowly off of it to the ground. Next it was Chaser's turn. "It will probably take a few days, but once the systems are fully synchronized you can all go to Terrellia and pick up new trailers," advised Cream. "Momma, we aren't going to do that," began Shantilly. "Our trucks are going to become the first Terrellian Wreckers. Possibly the only three in existence." "Have you informed the Star Drivers Guild of these plans?" asked Novena. "Did you get permission from them?" I wasn't the only one to pick up on the level of concern in Novena's voice. "We aren't going to tell them until the trucks have been converted," said Rhea. Novena looked at her sister Cream, "Did you know about this?" "Yes and I support it. The other Guild Leaders will not like it, but that is because too many of their number hold interest in the current recovery Transports," Cream said. "Transports that lack the ability to recover a Rig between Portals," added Cassie. "Transports that would have left us to be 'Recycled." A shudder went through her. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ It had been a full week since we'd returned from recovering the latest trucks off the Freeway. And somehow the Recovery section of the Terrellian Star Drivers Guild had either discovered the plans or just decided to show up. There were now two recovery transports sitting out front of the Garage. The pilots insisting on being allowed to take not only the two latest recoveries, but Pouncer as well, to one of their repair facilities. Armed Police from Reaper, stood outside to prevent them from forcing the issue. Racine Demure had long since sent her fleet back to resume their other contracts, but remained behind to give her support to our decisions. Now she came rushing from the shuttle toward Otru. "The Blade and the Tigress just dropped out," she said. Dead silence fell across the lot. The Recovery Guild members began to grin, sure that they would now be allowed to do what they wanted. All the while Ditch, Jink, Jay, and Sunrise had been busy working behind closed doors with help from Ute Trucking's more experienced Hydraulic Mechanic/Drivers. Early on the trailers used to haul the two new trucks had been backed into the Garage. They were being broken down and reworked to build what was needed to transform the three Terrellian trucks into Wreckers. I stood in the middle of the shop looking over the nearly completed refits. Dealer and Chaser now looked like wreckers, but the wench spool racks were still devoid of Cable. "Don't worry," Ditch said. "The Cables are on their way." "Ditch, those people out there will not let a transport land here to deliver it," I pointed out. "Besides they all seem very smug now that some higher up in the guild is about to arrive." "What do you mean?" asked Jink. "Did you hear who it is?" "Racine said something about two ships. The Blade and another one named Tigress." I said, hearing a wrench clatter to the floor. I looked up to see a shocked look in my father in-laws eyes. Jerrick was now clearly about to panic. There was a knock at the back door and I watched as Tim Wyoming hurried to answer it. "You guys said something about needing Cable," said Col Pierce. "We actually brought two sets of replacements for each of our own wreckers. Where do you want us to drop them?" I looked out past them through the door. "Back it on in," said Old Elk Lightfeather as he helped Tim push open the sliding doors. The overhead hoist was used to lift and then guide the full spools into place on the trucks. Then the new cables were fed through the guides and the multi-hooks were secured in place at the ends. Pouncer was now nearly completed, only the front bumper remained to be replaced. We can't get one," Jink said. "Those people out there have effectively stopped its delivery. Thank god we brought the rest with us though. Maybe Queen Tarriana will not care that he isn't completed yet, maybe the other two will be enough to sway her to our side." "Hey," I wrapped my arm around Rhea's shoulders. "Get ready to transfer the CPU," I told her. "We're going to make him a bumper." I wasn't ready to give up, not without a fight. "From what?" several voices asked. Walking over I rested my foot on a twelve foot piece of left over 'I- beam' from one of the trailers. "How about this?" ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ It was late afternoon when the Blade followed by the Tigress sat down at the edge of the highway out front. Two dozen Terrellian Royal Guards poured out from the open doors of the Blade, their Vershang' at the ready. As they formed an open pathway from the Tigress to the space in front of the Garage doors. "Karen Tomahawk here live from Iridani Five where Queen Tarriana is about to meet with members of the Star Drivers Guild, Recovery section, and the Drivers of Tomahawk Towing and Recovery." "Ah, my newest favorite reporter," grinned the Queen as she approached me. "Montru, if you will join us," she motioned to the leading Member of the Guild. "Thank you for coming your highness. They fail to see what is only right," he said. "Montru, I think your celebration is a bit premature don't you?" it was clearly a rebuke. "Sorry your highness," still his grin said he was sure about the outcome. He and the others with him seemed so smug. "Your Highness," Otru bowed from his position in front of the doors "Well, what are you waiting for Otru, let me see them," commanded the Queen. "Prepare yourself, your Highness. They are abominations, they should not be allowed to exist," Blurted out one of those with Montru even before the doors fully retract. One of the Royal Guard following behind Darius was carrying a largish box and Leola whispered that it looks like one used to contain Impound seals. I feel her trembling with fear beside me even as Ditch and Jink step up to Pouncer's door to help Rhea down. She's been in the cab most of the time since we finished welding the new bumper onto the front. The paint on the bumper isn't even dry yet, but it shines like the rest of the truck. We all stand very still as Tarriana makes a slow circle around each truck, Darius and Otru and the Guild master Montru close behind her. Then she steps around to the front again. "Darius, the box please," she says. Darius takes the box from the Guard who has been holding it, and the side that was against his front is finally revealed. Lettered across the front of the box are the words, 'Terrellian Royal Seals.' She reaches inside and pulls out something that is about ten to twelve inches across. She presses it against the front just below hood ornament of a naked feline. I see the corners of her mouth curl in amusement before she reaches over her shoulder for the next. Once all three trucks have been tagged Montru steps forward. "I'm glad to know you support us." "Look again at the seal Montru. I am endorsing these trucks. I am tired of the Drivers Guild Monopolizing the recovery of our trucks at the expense of the driver's. How many have we lost because you cannot land a Transport shuttle on the Skyway? I will not lose any more of our precious Drivers. I have seen what the human's trucks are capable of. And just think about the potential of these three here before you." she turned away dismissing him. Her eyes glittering as she greeted the Drivers, Karen staying near to record her words and actions for the universe. Her own little hologram displaying the views from the little hover-cams floating around those gathered to allow her to be able to choose what angle to broadcast on her own. "Her time is up, maybe she needs to have an accident on the way home," muttered Montru, unaware that he was being recorded. Karen gasped in shock catching the attention of one of the Royal Guard. Touching her shoulder the guard asked, "What did you see?" "I, one of my Cams. It, it recorded something," she answered. The guard said quietly, "Commander, I have a situation." Darius was there in an instant. "Yes Triss what is it?" Karen tapped the tiny spot on her hand held Microphone and the hover cam began to play the live feed. Her eyes grew large as she overheard even more of the conspiracy as Montru and the others continued to discuss how they planned to do it. "All of this is recorded, not just being scanned?" asked Darius. "It is archived for future reference to let me see if there are other things to add to a report," she said. 'Tell the other Guild Masters we are taking the needed measures they suggested after that stupid boy rescued Rhea's truck and the other CPU's. And tell them to get our champions ready to compete for the throne.' Growled Montru. I suddenly realized that there was dead silence in the Garage and looked up to see everyone was watching Darius and Karen, as they watched the little hologram. "Ma'am, you wished to visit Shasstine while you were here," said Darius. "Without being fully surrounded by guards." "What are you saying Darius, those men are plotting my murder. That is treason." "Yes it is. Of the highest level," a new arrival stated. "Perhaps you would allow us to assist young Darius in providing a trap that will ensnare all the traitors." "How do you propose to do that?" asked Tarriana. None of the Guards outside had been alerted as yet. "When you get on your ship to leave, Hub who is still in orbit will transport you to the Administration building of the Kitten academy." explained Astrid. "And my people aboard the ship?" "They will be safe at the Military Academy," she said. Then nodded to the hologram showing Montru and the others as they walked past the Tigress little objects were being placed along the backside of the outer hull. "Triss, go take a look at what they were doing," ordered Darius. Ten minutes later Triss was back, her face ashen. "Atmospheric Detonators," she breathed. "Milly, Nilly form on me quietly," she breathed slowly. Milly and Nilly I learned were the flight crew of the Tigress. Both longtime and loyal Guards. It was full dark now and no one seemed to notice them as they left the ship with their blast shields over their faces. When they were there Darius let Triss explain what was going on. "I know you love the Tigress. But you will be sacrificing her body to save our Queen. I want you both to keep one hand on your CPU's during takeoff. Then as soon as you start to depart I want us on Auto pilot and you will pull her CPU's. Use your suit jacks to keep her alive." "Oh," relief flooded back into their faces. "Suit Jacks?" the Queen was now confused. Then she realized her two pilots had little boxes on the front of their flight suits just below their breast plates. "Now why would you have," then she remembered what had happened to other pilots and Star drivers who lost their ships and trucks. Most were barely alive, no joy, no will to do anything. She remembered all the death threats she's gotten four years ago when she'd abolished the Ships Ownership laws that prevented a Female from owning her own ship. She'd stepped out and broken the strangle hold that Male Terrellians had held over the Females for centuries. And it had resulted in more commerce. Now was she ready to do the same with the TSDG, Terrellian star Drivers Guild? Every driver was female, but the owners as well as the guild leadership was Male. Most did little to earn their pay and positions. They just collected from the hard work of the Females who were required to drive the trucks. "Otru, Darius," she got their attention. Karen had long since stopped broadcasting anything. But her little cameras were still recording. "I will give you two weeks to build your cases. In the meantime however, Shasstine is not to be pulled from school. Cressida will govern in her place. Let us see who else rises to bid for my throne." "Your Highness?" asked Otru. "I already had the scribes at court list her as Shasstine's legal guardian to govern in my place if anything happened to me," she explained. All the guild representatives left in their ships only minutes before her scheduled departure. "That gives them what they believe will be an iron clad alibi," Otru explained. Once the tigress and Blade were off the ground with their flight plans programmed Milly and Nilly, pulled the CPU's as the ships raced together toward outer space. As both ships started through the layer of atmosphere the Tigress erupted in a horrific explosion that lit the sky. The fire ball and burning debris could be seen for hundreds of miles. Karen on the ground was recording and broadcasting the departure live. Karen and the rest played their parts like seasoned actors as they helped to search the wreckage. She was on hand recording Darius as he arrived at Malissa's Academy to collect Cressida and take her to the Terrellian court. He left four uniformed female Guardians behind who would stay to protect Shasstine who was in real tears. Cressida was in tears as well. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I had no idea what was going on, only that I had a student in crisis. The four guardians who came with Darius waited in my outer office for the girl and her adopted sister to be brought to us. I held not only Shasstine but Cressida as well. And then one of the Royal Guardians knelt next to the girl and whispered into her ear. The shocked relieved look on Shasstine's face told me I was missing something. "The room is clear," announced one of the guardians. "I'm sorry for the deceptions, but I assure you that it was necessary," said the Guardian who had been introduced as Tarria. Someone knocked on the outer door and everyone froze. "I'm sorry Col, she's is in a closed meeting. I'm sure you can understand how sensitive it is when the mother of a student dies," I heard Nona say. "Please tell her I'm here. My girls are ready to extend their detail to protect her. That little girl needs protection now!" she said sternly. "Ma'am, I need to see Miss Malissa," I heard Michelle Grey say as she entered the outer office. "Michelle, what do you have?" asked Winters. "Not here, this is huge. WAY HUGE! We have to get hold of Commander Darius before he leaves he needs to see the footage from the roving hover cams Karen Tomahawk uses during her interviews." I looked up at the others in the room and pressed my intercom. "Nona please send them in now." "Yes Ma'am." "Miss Malissa," Michelle rushed into my office with her laptop and stopped in her tracks. Her mouth open in surprise. "Stephanie, please close the door," I stood up. "You, you aren't." "No but I do not wish anyone else to know that," answered Queen Tarriana. "Then I should probably contact my Momma right away. I sent her an Email."