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The SlipGate bubble slid to a stop, and Anna found herself in a plain, white room. She was free. Telixa had made good on her promise. Maybe there was hope for creating some kind of peace after all.
The bubble popped.
Jack stood behind the console, tapping in the commands that would lock the Gate. He looked up at her with a smile. “Hey, beautiful,” he said. “Welcome to the Scrappy.”
Before she even realized it, she was racing across the room and crashing into him, throwing her arms around him and nuzzling his chest. All the tension just drained out of her. Weeks of constant fear and stress evaporating like dew in the hot sun.
Jack’s hand settled onto the back of her head.
For a little while, he just held her, and she was content to stay like that. All of the questions that tumbled
