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Chapter 2: Alive (Aleks’ POV) There is light. Then, there isn’t. Voices come and go like tides. Too loud. Everything’s so painful. I’m falling. Falling. Drowning. My head hurts so fucking bad. It feels like it’s being beaten with a hammer. And I’m cold. So cold. “Aleks? Aleks, Scheiße, Scheiße, Scheiße! Kannst du mich hören?“    „Aleks? Aleks, shit, shit, shit! Can you hear me?“ That voice is so familiar. So warm and comforting despite of its panicky edge. I try to open my eyes and moan against the blinding brightness surrounding me. “S

Chapter 1: Once (Sacha’s POV) „Geez! Don’t be ridiculous, of course we’re going.” With a deep sigh Ethan runs his finger down my chest, straightening the fabric of my plain white shirt with his palms. “I bet you’d look twice as sexy if you wore that tie my Mom gave you last Christmas.” I raise an eyebrow at that. “Don’t try to change subject, Princess. I’m dead-serious about this.” “Same here,” Ethan sighs again. It’s a discussion he’d rather not have. And, fuck, neither do I. I wish he’d just stop nagging me about it, but then I already k

When he opens the hatch to the storage unit, he doesn’t really expect to find Cain in here. But he has literally been searching the whole ship and simply doesn’t know any other places to look for him anymore. Still, he is slightly taken aback when he spots the other fighter crouching with his back slumped against the opposite wall of the cramped space, his legs drawn up to his chest, his chin resting on top of his knees. He can’t see Cain’s face, because the other man keeps it buried into his arms. But for a split-second he’s almost sure that he is crying. Which, of course, he is not. Or is he? Deimos can’t