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Muffins (Chapter 10)

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Jane stirred as she felt her watch buzzing to wake her up. Quickly Jane turned off the alarm and closed her eyes. Under her she felt something stir, Jane opened her eyes to see Alba had woken up as well. Alba held Jane tightly and lightly stroked her hair.

“Sorry,” Jane whispered. “Thought if I turned off the sound maybe it wouldn’t wake you,” she nuzzled into Alba’s neck. Alba lightly placed a hand on the back of Jane’s head.

“I like waking up to you,” Alba muttered, voice heavy with sleep, as she rolled over and lazily grabbed the top sheet and pulled it around both of them. She wrapped her arm around Jane’s waist and the other around her shoulders.

“Mmmhhh,” Alba hummed content then let out a chuff, and relaxed. Jane glanced at her watch 2:30am, she had a little time.

The day before the two got an early dinner and then went back to Alba’s room. Alba had to ship out at 5:00am and Jane’s shift started at 3:00am. So they agreed to spend the night together. What Jane had not expected was falling asleep cuddling Alba.

Although at this point Jane should have just asked if they could sleep in the same bed. But Jane didn’t want Alba to think she was rushing anything, especially because Alba was new to all of this.

Jane buried her face into Alba’s neck and intertwined her legs with Alba’s. She wished she didn’t have to get up and that Alba didn’t have to go down to earth.

“Can we just freeze time like this?” Jane muttered.

“I’d do anything for you,” Alba’s drowsy voice rumbled through her chest, Jane felt the vibrations of her voice through her own face and chest.

“Even fight time?” Jane chuckled.

“Yes,” Alba hummed. “I’m good at fighting,” Alba yawned and snuggled closer.

“I bet you are,” Jane paused. “It would be awesome to watch you spar someone at some point!” Jane smiled and pulled her head away to look into Alba’s eyes.

“I could arrange something,” Alba muttered opening one eye, like a gently awoken cat.

Jane nodded vigorously in response.

Alba rolled over onto her back and pulled Jane onto her chest. Jane propped her head on Alba’s chest, it was very comfy.

This position allowed her to look Alba in the face while talking to her. As an added bonus Jane got to use Alba’s massive chest as a pillow.

“What is about you and my chest?” Alba asked with a smirk. The memory of falling into Alba’s boobs on the bench flashed through Jane’s mind. Embarrassment flooded Jane’s face and she turned red.

“It’s like two giant pillows,” Jane blurted out and made a squish motion with one of her hands. Alba smiled.

“I guess so,” she mused and her blue eyes focused onto Jane. Jane swore she saw Alba’s eyes dilate in the dark. “I’m coming back,” Alba determined. “I’ll fight through hell if I have to,”

Alba stood after finally triple checking her armor. She lightly shook her whole body, as if to the shake the nervousness off of her. Then with a breath began her journey to the hanger. While she did, Alba brought up the file of the commanded she would be working along side.

Major Sherry Smith an older ODST. Alba smiled, smith, that was Jane’s last name. Looking at the women’s profile she was highly experienced but spent years away from service after suffering severe wounds. The file listed years of surgeries and Alba guessed this woman might have had more done to her body than the Spartan. The thought made her stomach churn a bit.

This group was already going down for a survey mission and Alba was more so tagging along. According to Captain Vitha, this group knew ONI’s story about the brute. Which had been the reason for the survey. Alba wondered if they knew the whole story. She guessed that on this mission she’d find out.

Johnson had decided he’d be the one to stay behind. Both Alba and him doubted the current class could keep themselves on track independently. Alba wished he could have come with her. Sure, he might slow her down, but it would be nice to have someone she knew how to work with.

Alba’s boots clanged as she entered the hanger and headed for the singular pelican surrounded by people. The Spartan identified Major Smith by her face: nearly half scar tissue and a scowl Alba had come to associate with ODSTs.

With a couple strides Alba made her way over to Major smith.

“Alba!” A voice called interrupting what would have been an icy introduction. Jane jumped on Alba and hugged her. Alba smiling under her helmet, swung her around in a little circle hugging her back before putting her down.

“I’m sorry I just had to say goodbye,” Jane muttered scratching the back of her head. “And I brought you these,” Jane handed the Spartan two muffins in a plastic container. Alba took the muffins and stashed them.

“Thank-“ Alba began but was interrupted

“JANE?! The fuck?!” Major Smith roared. Jane tuned her head and Alba witnessed Jane’s body go stiff.

“Mom?!” Jane wondered. Alba then froze, oh god her mom is ODST, Alba thought. Then a look of clarity washed over Major Smith’s face.

“Oh god, your girlfriend is a Spartan,” Major Smith muttered. “You never mentioned that!” She added.

“Why would that matter?” Jane retorted.

“They’re ONI war machines,” She spat back.

“Well Alba is wonderful,” Jane replied and wrapped her arms around Alba’s waist. Alba froze, slowly putting an arm around Jane’s shoulder. She had no clue what to do.

“It’s nice to meet you,” Alba intoned and reached her hand out. Her body reverting to old habits when meeting someone new. Major smith only blinked at her then ignored her hand.

“Jane we will talk about this later. I refuse to allow you to date a…,” she paused. “A subhuman machine!” Major smith spat.

“Alba is human! And she’s incredible. I thought you of all people wouldn’t judge her. After all the hell people gave you for the way you looked during all your reconstruction surgeries,” Jane clenched her jaw. Major smith simply shifted her weight and crossed her arms. “You know what… go f-fuck yourself! I love her and you’ll see she’s so much more than a soldier,” Jane nearly raised her voice, stuttering on the word fuck. It sounded like a child saying the word for the first time. Alba was surprised and she was deeply flattered, it meant the world to Alba that Jane thought so highly of her. After all Alba still considered herself a war machine.

Jane reached up and planted a kiss on Alba’s faceplate then turned and left. Giving her own mother the finger as she did. Alba simply stared after her, feeling the weight of being the elephant in the room.

Major smith sighed and drug her hand down her face.

“Alright Spartan,” she hissed. “Let’s see if my daughter’s right,”

Everything in Alba’s body was tensed and ready. She felt like spring compressed to its breaking point as she stared down one of the many entrances to the system of underground tunnels below Africa’s glassed surface.

“I’m taking point,” Alba commanded to the group of ODSTs behind her. None of them protested, more than willing to let her face the tunnels first.

Before all this Alba had pulled Major Smith aside to ask her what she knew. It turned out she knew the same story Alba was initially told. And that was really all she was willing to say. Alba hoped Major Smith knew what they were actually up against. The Spartan also hoped her men knew. The idea of leading a group of men that weren’t hers into this weird zombie bullshit made her stomach churn.

As Alba took her first step into the cavern, she promised herself she would bring them all back. It was lofty and potentially unrealistic but the Spartan didn’t care. At its core, this was her op and she was determined to protect everyone.

The group began their decent into the caverns, rifles raises as they explored. Alba’s HUD showed a small glowing path. It was about 20 miles of tunnels the group was assigned to clear. At the other end, they would meet up with Major Smith’s group.

The tunnels themselves were undeniably beautiful. The light from Alba’s rifle reflected off the glass creating rainbow fractals. Some of the glass was crystal clear while other portions were extremely opaque like heavy storm clouds. While beautiful, Alba found it distracting. Light flickered all around her and it was difficult to discern movement and flashes. Her back tensed up tighter and Alba wrapped her hands tighter around her assault rifle.

As the group continued, covering miles, Alba felt each mile threaten to spike her heart beat. She hated the close quarters and every flash of light made her want to wheel around and shoot. Alba’s heart beat was already dangerously close to setting off her suits alarm for abnormal vitals. Sitting at a fast 140 bpm. But she wasn’t the only one, a privet in her squad had an elevated blood pressure and a heart rate around 145 bpm. Alba wondered if it was his first mission. If so he really got screwed in Alba’s opinion.

Out of the corner of her eye, Alba saw something orange in the glass. She turned, aimed her fist at it estimating the depth and mercilessly punched into the glass. To her dismay, Alba only impacted glass. And the previous orange something Alba knew she had seen was gone.

Bang bang bang! An assault rifle fired, Alba whipped her head around and pulled her fist from the new hole she had made in the tunnel wall. One of her ODSTs was firing into the glass of the tunnel wall. Water spilled out of the tunnel wall and into the cavern floor.

“What is it?” Alba demanded over the coms.

“Ma’am, I saw it! One of those huge covie worms!” The privet responded. So she wasn’t insane, someone else saw it too.

“Hold your fire!” Alba barked, realizing the orange that she had seen and apparently so had this ODST were gone. If he shot anymore the whole cavern might fill with water.

She put a hand on the man’s shoulder. He jumped at the contact. “Shoot anymore and you’ll have more than wet socks. It’s gone for now. I saw it too,” She grimaced as the privet lowered his rifle with shaking hands. Alba was whole heartily displeased about the whole situation. She wished she hadn’t missed and surmised the glass may warp the light causing things to appear differently, like a fun house mirror.

“Come on Jenkins, you’re seeing things. This whole place is like prism-fractal hell,” An ODST chimed in.

“He’s not seeing things.” Alba stated.

“With all dude respect ma’am, this is your first op in a year,” The same ODST replied. “I wouldn’t be surprised if even Spartans get jumpy,” He added. Alba gritted her teeth. She had seen something, she knew what she saw.

“I know what I saw Sargent,” Alba retorted. “Let’s get keep moving before our boots get soaked,” Alba ordered.

“Yes Ma’am,” came a chorus of replies echoing in the tunnels.

Alba sat at the rendezvous point with her team eating an MRE. The rendezvous point was shallow canyon on the glassed surface. Alba’s team having covered their assigned tunnel survey.

Several ODSTs were drying off their boots and changing their socks. Many cursing in the process. One of them knocked the privet upside the head, giving him an earful about shooting the glass. It was becoming increasingly clear that the majority of her team didn’t believe that she or the privet saw anything. It bothered her, but she understood why they thought that way. Here is a Spartan and no less a rusty possibly mental Spartan commanding them. Of course they didn’t trust her but she wanted them too. Especially after receiving that picture.

Alba wondered if the worms had been using the steams in the glass surface as a method for transportation. That could make sense. She also wondered what the next day would hold. They were scheduled to meet Major Smith’s team here then go patrol the area where the original zombie had been found.

Speaking of major smith, Alba began to hear a chorus of footsteps from the tunnel. She turned, spotting Major Smith and her team. Alba shoveled the rest of her MRE into her mouth and braced herself for the shitstorm that was about to begin.

Major Smith marched over to Alba as Alba stood up.

“Report,” she demanded.

“At mile 24, myself and privet Jenkins spotted a convent lekgolo worm in the glass. I believe it requires further investigation. Nothing else to report,” Alba stated. Major smith’s face twisted into a look of disbelief, concern and disgust.

“Sargent Lopez, can you confirm this story?” Major Smith spat, looking past Alba.

“No ma’am, I believe the Spartan and Privet Jenkins are jumpy,” the same Sargent who spoke against in tunnels responded.

Major smith pinched the bridge of her nose and looked back to Alba.

“For now we will all be on alert.” Major Smith sighed. “But I will not allow further investigation, we will continue as planned.” She ordered.

“Yes ma’am,” came a resounded reply.

Alba internally sighed and gritted her teeth. This was not going to be easy.

Jane had finished her shift, lifted, showered and was now staring at the ceiling in her room. She hated this. Alba was down there on earth with some unknown threat and her damn mother was with her. And she had just told her own mother who she loved to death to go fuck herself. Jane sighed and got up, heading for her freezer full of ice cream.

Sherry, Jane’s mother was always a complicated topic. Jane loved her mother sure, but the woman was could be a real bastard. Constantly aggravated and generally unfriendly. It wasn’t exactly her fault, from what Jane could tell she was just built that way. But once Sherry understood someone was kind and she trusted them a bit she changed. Changed into a tolerable and rather pleasant person. That change was something Jane hoped Alba would experience.

Sherry’s attitude was a serious pain when Jane lived on earth. Not only was she undergoing major reconstructive surgery from her battle wounds making her look like bandaged monster. A grumpy bandaged monster. People did not treat Sherry well during the course of her recovery. At one point she had come home from a grocery trip beaten with her belonging stollen. That was the worst of it, but what bothered Jane the most was that everyone treated her as a subhuman. Regarding her as some… thing the hospital had spat out. Jane hated every minute of it and vowed to treat everyone as a person regardless of how they may appear. Which was why Jane was now angrily stuffing her face with ice cream. She was so enraged that her own mother, the same woman who was so discriminated against for her existence could ever display any sort of hatred against another person. It boggled her mind.

Jane sighed and shoved in another scoop of ice cream as she typed a message to Alba on her datapad.

“Hey, how is it down there? Miss you 💝💝💝,” she typed and sent it.

To Jane’s surprise a reply came quickly.

“Things are strange and your mother doesn’t believe me. I miss you too. 💖💖💖,”

“Believe you about what?” Jane asked.

“Classified.” Came the reply.

“Give her time. I’m pissed about her treatment of you. But she’s a good person just constantly grumpy,” Jane replied slightly worried about the classified part.

“Ok, I will. She seems worried about her men, I respect that. She’s giving her own pair of clean socks to one of her own rn.” There was believe pause before. “So I don’t know how this works, but you can squeeze my chest when I come back. Would you like that?” Jane nearly spat out her ice cream. Feeling a rush of heat to her face. What the actual fuck, where did that come from. Jane thought for a second before replying.

“That sounds like her haha.” Jane paused. “Yeah I’d like that a lot, but only if you’re into it. If you want I can try to explain dating thing and what not in more detail when you get back. Given that we’re girlfriend and girlfriend now haha 💖💖💖,” Jane typed and sent the message with a lobster colored face.

“I don’t see why it would be a problem. You have full permission to access my breasts,” Alba replied and this time Jane spat her ice cream halfway across the room. “I would love a deeper explaination. I have no idea how any of this works. I have no sex drive, all I know is that I love you,” Jane smiled at Alba’s reply.

“That’s ok. Sex isn’t everything, I love u too and we can take things slow. And I can explain whatever you need me too,” Jane wrote back after cleaning up the ice cream she spat out.

“:) yay!” Alba replied. “I have to go now, 💝💝💝 I love you Jane. Thank you for everything,” Alba added.

“Of course. I love you too. Stay safe for me,” Jane replied, setting the datapad down and stuffing a huge scoop of ice cream into her face.

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