Burning Up Flint
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 Laurann Dohner

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to Flint. She climbed off the med bed and walked to the cleansing room. Inside she surveyed her reflection in the mirror.
She looked like hell with her long blonde hair in messy clumps, red, swollen eyes and a nose to match.
She dropped the blanket, went into the cleansing room and stepped into the cleaning unit. She scrubbed every inch of her skin. Doc had given her a toothbrush, which she used, and then removed a med outfit from the cabinet. They were all in large sizes to fit the cyborgs . The shirt was huge and the pants wouldnt stay up. She discarded the pants.
The cargo area was empty when she stepped out of the cleaning unit. She was pretty sure no cameras were in the cleansing room. Shed half suspected that Iron would be waiting outside the door to check on her. The med shirt fell to mid-thigh. She walked to the med bed on shaky legs, feeling weak from days of running a fever. She surveyed the large cargo area.
Shed rather die than belong to Iron. The idea of begging Flint again came to her. Shed do anything if hed just buy her back. She knew they would have safeguarded the other pods. Escaping the ship wasnt a possibility but she just had to reach him.
She remembered the way to his quarters from the med bay. Her wet hair dripped down her back and dampened the med shirt. She took deep breaths. How long would she have before Iron became aware that shed left the area? Was he watching her now? If he was she wouldnt make it out of the cargo area.
She took a few more breaths and then pushed away from the med bed and sprinted for the doors.
They opened automatically at her approach. Shed half expected them to be locked. She ran straight into the lift. She hated the damn things but it was the fastest mode of travel on the ship and she didnt have time to hunt for hatches.
Mira waited for pain to hit her from the shock implant but it didnt. She hit the button for the level of Flints quarters. The lift moved and she gritted her teeth. They really need to fix this thing , she thought.
It moved too fast, was too jarring, but when it stopped relief hit her when she saw that no security waited to grab her in the corridor.
She moved quickly. She was terrified that the implant would shock her at any second or that a cyborg would show up to stop her. Flints quarters were easy to find. Staring at the door, she didnt know how to get the damn thing open since hed never given her access to it. She put her hand over the replaced scanner pad but it didnt admit her. She used her palms to beat on the door.
Nothing.Tears blinded her for a moment. Flint was either in there and didnt hear her because the walls were too thick or he was out. She heard heavy boots hitting metal, telling her that someone was coming.
She had nowhere to go and nowhere to hide so she just stood there waiting as the sound grew louder.
Understood, Flint sounded pissed. Make sure the pods are locked down. Do a search of the ship.
Scan for every life sign on the ship and confirm
He turned the corner and saw Mira. He was gripping a device over his ear. He frozejust his eyes widened. A frown marred his features. Cancel that. I found her. Shes on level six. I have her. He paused. Yes, inform Iron where she is. He can collect her.
She noticed the other two cyborgs behind Flint who had stopped walking when he did. Flint looked furious as he dropped his hand from his headset. The life pods arent on this floor. Did you get lost in your second attempt to flee the ship?
She ignored the other cyborgs . I wasnt trying to escape. I was looking for you. Thats why I was pounding on your door.
Cold eyes narrowed. Iron is on his way to return you to Med. Youll be locked to the bed this time until Doc releases you after his sleep cycle.
Mira stared up at Flint. Please dont do this. I wont try to escape from you again. Dont sell me to Iron. Please. Ill pay you back what I cost you when I ran. I have the money. Ill give you everything I have, Flint. Hell, youll make a profit.