Beyond the Darkside: 32-9 to 12

“You know her?” Evan asked.

“Know her? Hell, wonder boy, she’s my wife,” Hanse said with a foolish grin.

“Wait, you’re married?”

“What? You think I spend all of my time keeping an eye on you?” He turned and smiled at his wife. “I have this lovely creature to come home too.”

“Not that you do,” Debra said. “You haven’t been home in three days.”

“Well I’ve been busy,” Hanse said.

“Obviously, but would it hurt to check in every now and then at least?” she asked.

Evan squirmed in his seat as the two went back and forth. “Would you like me to leave?”

“Nonsense,” Debra said.

“Yeah. Where would you go anyways?” Hanse asked.

“Good point,” Evan said. “Still, shouldn’t we get out of here?”

“The kid’s got a point, Debbie,” Hanse said.

“Yeah, probably so,” she said before poking Hanse in the chest with a long finger. “Just don’t think this conversation is over.” Before Hanse could respond, she turned and left the airlock. The door hissed shut and the rumble of engines shook the shuttle. The terrain passed by the shuttle windows as they left the warehouse behind. Evan sat in silence with his helmet in his lap, while Hanse did his best to comb his hair through his fingers while looking at his reflection in his helmet’s visor.

They landed a few minutes later and the inner door opened once more. “This will have to do for now,” Debra said as she walked through the hatch. “I don’t think anyone saw us,” she said, but I think it would be best if you two stayed here for the night.”

Hanse smiled. “It’s okay, Debbie. We’re all adults here. You don’t have to make excuses to get me to stay the night.” He turned to Evan and winked. “She can’t keep her hands off me,” he said sotto voce.

“You’ll be lucky to get a goodnight kiss if you don’t get your ass out of the shuttle and ditch those suits,” Debra said with her hands on her hips.

“Don’t worry, baby, I disabled the beacons before we even put them on,” Hanse said.

“At least you did something right,” she said. “Throw those things in the recycler and get cleaned up. I’ll be back this evening.” She turned and walked through the hatch without looking back.

Hanse watched her go, letting his eye linger on her backside until she was out of sight. He smiled and turned to Evan. “Just remember, she’s mine,” he said before punching the smaller man in the arm.

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