Page 41 of Agrippa's Acceptance

He sighed. “Maybe it will never make sense to us.” He kissed her, a long tender kiss that made her moan and struggle to get closer to him. They both sighed when he lifted his head. “We have to work on the engines,” she murmured.

Improving the engines of the clone ship kept all of them busy. LBS proved to be a great help to Agrippa. Each day, they improved the efficiency of the engine and their speed increased. LBS suggested that instead of trying to analyze how the clone ships managed vast distances in such short times, to simply ask the clone ship to get to earth faster. It worked and it frustrated her, because she had no idea why it worked.

Being couped up in a ship, even a large clone ship for fifteen months tested all their willpower. They travelled at incredible speed, but still they have exceeded the thirteen months she’d been working towards.

Agrippa was sure that someone was going to murder Anatu. The female cyborg worked tirelessly, but she never stopped complaining about wanting her human. Agrippa was tempted to hit her with something a few times.

Today she and Amelagar sat on the large observation deck, the glass beneath them showing space cold and dark beneath them. Amelagar was acting strange. She thought maybe he brought her here to make love, but he merely sat next to her, their shoulders touching.

“I believe the goddess chose us to be together. But even if she did not, I would choose you. Even if you didn’t give me a soul, I would choose you,” he said out of the blue.

Her heart started beating overtime. “I feel the same. No matter what happens to us during this war. I believe our souls will find each other again. This is what tunrians believe.”

“We are creating our own beliefs. If the clones had something worthy to copy we would copy some clone habits. But everything they did was worthless.”

She didn’t make the mistake of disagreeing with him on this. Mostly that was her view as well, but the cyborgs were vocal in their hatred for the clones. “Do you plan to take some beliefs from the humans?” She had to be dreaming. He loved her and she loved him and no matter what they would be together. She was almost afraid of being this happy.

“Some of their habits and beliefs are worthy. We will take it and change it to suit us. There is one habit I wish to observe.”

She followed the lines of his ryhov and smiled when he shuddered. “What habit?”

He held out a small box to her. “I bought this before we left on this mission. It is to show my love for you to everyone. Will you marry me in the human manner?”

She cleared her throat, overwhelmed with such emotion she was afraid she was going to burst into tears. “I love you so much Amelagar. Yes, yes, I will marry you.”

They reached earth and all of them crowded into the observation room. “What happened?” Colonel Farnham said barely above a whisper.

“The clones attacked.” Terrible scars marked the earth, craters and burn marks clearly visible even from space.

“Ship approaching. Cyborg ship,” LBS said. Shortly after the buegal incident, LBS had started to speak over the intercom in a metallic voice.

They all went to the hangar and watched as the doors opened. The general and the president left the hanger.

“I told you I would see my human again.”

Everyone groaned.

Anatu ignored them, she ran into the arms of her human and laughing and crying held on for dear life.

Amelagar greeted Balthazar and then looked down at Agrippa. “No matter what we find on earth. No matter how bad it is or how bad this war becomes. We will face it together.”

“Together,” she whispered and lifted onto her tiptoes for his kiss.