"Where the fuck were you last night?" Hanna snarled at Hugh. "You were supposed to be at my place!"
"I was with Jenna. Hanna, I told you that it wasn't working between us. That's why I broke it off with you two days ago," Hugh said reasonably.
"I don't give a fuck what you think! Come on! I need your sperm!" She said and grabbed his arm.
Surprised, Hugh pulled his arm free and knew there would be bruises from her grip. "I don't think so, Hanna. I think maybe you need to find someone else ... or maybe some psychological help," Hugh suggested.
"Fuck this!" She drew back a fist, "I told you!" as she started to throw the punch, she found her arm wouldn't move. Turning her head, she was looking at a pair of uniform covered, double-D cup breasts. Looking up, Hanna saw the very serious face of Master Chief Mannifred Cameron, Senior Bosun of the ConFed Cruiser, CSS Redshift.
"Now Miss, I don't believe you heard the gentleman clearly. He stated that he doesn't want anything to do with you anymore. I suggest you just leave before this gets messy." As she spoke several other larger women got up and slowly moved toward the Master Chief and Hanna. All of them wore the neck brands of Confed Marines.
Little one-hundred-and-ten-pound-looking Hanna spun and slammed her open palm into the Master Chief's chest knocking her over a table and several feet back. There was a moment of stunned disbelief in the crowd which gave Hanna the opportunity to take a swing at Hugh.
He saw it coming, ducked and kicked his ex-lover in the chest, sending her to land near the Chief. That was all the time it took for a couple of marines to jump on and subdue her. Two more marines jumped in when she started resisting.
"Excuse me, I'm Colonel Willie Kinds," another large woman said, offering her hand to Hugh. She wore the CFM neck brand as well. "She must have been one wild fuck."
"A little too wild. That's one of the main reasons I broke up with her. I'm Hugh Goodwin," Hugh replied as he shook the big woman's hand.
"Any idea how she could do that to the Bosun? Most of my girls and boys would be hard pressed to even knock her down," the Colonel asked.
"Not a clue. She's acted kind of weird the whole time I've known her. At first it was just playful and teasing. It was different, but fun. Then she started getting rough, and demanding sex. I had no idea she was that strong though," Hugh admitted as he moved over to his new friend and knelt down. "How's the Master Chief?" He asked the medic.
"She'll need to go to Medical. She's got some broken ribs, and possibly a punctured lung," the medic said.
"Jenna love, would you and the twins head to Medical with the Chief? Fallon and I can clean up, answer the Colonel's questions and meet you there?" Hugh said. Jenna and the twins nodded, and took off after the stretcher carrying the Master Chief. Fallon, Hugh, and the Colonel all grabbed trays and headed for the garbage chutes. Hanna had been cuffed, put in leg irons and carried away by four marines.
"Please, call me Willie. Has she always been that way, or did she just start acting like that one day?" Willie asked.
"I'd say she's always been like that, but not as bad. I've known her for about four months. When we started seeing each other, she was playful, like I said, but over time she kept getting rougher and rougher. Though she demanded sex, she acted like she really hated it. I'd say she's really screwed up," Hugh replied. "Which is why I finally broke up with her."
"I don't think 'screwed up' is the term I'd use. That little slip of a girl just knocked a two-hundred-sixty-pound, veteran INSPAC soldier seven feet. There's a lot here that isn't adding up. Can we get back in touch with you if we have more questions?"
"Certainly Willie, though if all goes well, my future wives and I will be shipping out soon," Hugh replied as he took Fallon's hand.
"Oh? Decide to join the Lieutenant on her ship, or something else?" Willie asked playfully.
"No, we're putting together a crew, and hopefully grab one of those big freighters no one seems to want," Hugh replied.
"Oh? How many men do you have signed up?" Willie asked with more interest than Hugh thought she should have.
Fallon chuckled. "Just Hugh so far. Manny and the twins hadn't signed up, but I'm thinking they will once they know the whole deal. If the twins can handle the duties in the passenger areas, then we'll only need two engineers, and a couple more cargo handlers."
Willie snorted. "I'd volunteer my daughter as one of the engineers, but your poor husband is gonna have his hands full with the crew already!"
"I'm pretty sure he's gonna have a lot of help. Besides, it's a long, long time between stops, and it's a big ship; plenty of places for him to hide," Fallon chuckled.
Hugh rolled his eyes. "I thought female marines undergo temporary sterilization?"
"We do, it's part of our enhancement." Willie said, eyes twinkling.
"So, If I may ask, how is it you have a daughter, and the Master Chief has twins?"
"I wasn't always a marine, Mr. Goodwin. As for The Chief, she's a rare one; she's not enhanced," Willie replied. "She's just naturally that bad-ass. I think the docs are still trying to figure out how she could even get pregnant with that much testosterone in her system." She blinked a couple of times, and cocked her head to the side as if listening to something. "Uh, if you'll excuse me, I have to go file a report on all this. I'll make sure Mercedes contacts you. If you'll excuse me?" Willie said as she walked off quickly.
"That was fast," Hugh said slowly walking Fallon out of the doors, and down the corridor.
He was still holding her hand, and Fallon felt a warm blush go through her. He'd been holding her hand because he wanted to, not just to show the Colonel she was his. "Someone was talking to her on her implant. Marines have so much equipment implanted in them, they're almost cyborgs. Uh, Hugh?"
"Yes beautiful?" he replied.
"I've never believed a male was capable of making me feel this way. There's something about you that is just making me melt. Something that wasn't there the first time we met," she said shyly.
"I was still pretty bashful back then. I had very little experience with girls. When I shipped out, the Captain and her XO helped me out a lot. Besides, I never got to properly thank you for taking such good care of Jenna while I was gone. She loves you; that alone makes you part of our family. Even if you and I are never intimate, I'd still be honored to be your husband," Hugh said to her.
"Somehow I don't think being intimate with you is going to be a problem, Hugh. Sharing you with more than Jenna might be, but I know the other members of our crew will need you too," Fallon said softly.
"Well, I certainly hope we can get another male to help. Otherwise, I'm going to spend all my time in bed!" Hugh joked.
"Somehow I think it'll be harder to get the rest of the crew if we had another male," Fallon said. "You're going to be the one to attract the people we need. If you were proven, we might even create some competition for positions."
Hugh snorted. "Whoever came up with that whole male potency scale ought to be shot. We're not breeding studs." He said it gently so she would know he wasn't mad at her over it.
"Regardless, we're going to be dealing with it. The only thing that would be worse is if you fathered viable male children" Fallon said. "They might not even let you off the base!"
Hugh groaned and gently pulled her over to a niche along the hall. "You're kidding about that right?" He said as he pulled out his Codex to show her. He held out his metallic, golden disc with two, tiny blue marks on the edge.
"The last report the breeding guild released gave only a slight improvement in the overall male birthrate. They were discussing requiring men that are male-child proven of two or more, be restricted to non-contaminated bases. We need to get that crew and get you out of here before they detain you!" Fallon said. "They've already sequestered men that have fathered three boys. The council dissolves their marriages, and takes away their rights. No one hears from them ever again."
"Well, they haven't made that decision yet, so, let's go see the Chief, then I'll see about getting that ship. Worst comes worst, I can go aboard and stay there while you and Jenna finish getting our crew," Hugh said.
"Okay, but once they do decide, you won't be allowed to leave the base. Remember, you have to show you're Codex on departure as well as arrival!" Fallon said.