help.
“Cosmo, get us back on that station!”
“I am unable to comply with your request, Ms. Gabarro. Noah has instructed me to assure your safety and facilitate your return to the surface.”
I wasn’t sure why I ever considered Cosmo a friend. He was way past getting on my nerves now. If he had an ass, I’d put a boot in it.
I looked wildly around for something, anything. And found the emergency hatch release.
“Cosmo, if you don't turn the capsule around, I'll blow the hatch. Freeze to death in an instant. I'm not bluffing.”
“Please return to your seat Ms. Gabarro. Our orbital window for re-entry is approaching.”
I gripped the emergency release hatch and readied myself to yank it free. “Take us back.”
“Please Ms. Gabarro—“
A frozen death would be better than another day without Noah.
“Three, two, one —“
“Stop, Ms. Gabarro. I'm returning the capsule to the station.”
Rockets fired and I sailed back into the far wall with a crash.
A quiet voice crackled over comms. “Cora, don't do it. There's nothing you can do. I won't have you waste your life on mine.”
“That's not your decision to make, Noah.”
The docking bay grew larger as the capsule drifted nearer.
“It is my decision, Cora.” A clanging metal sound rang out over comms.
“Ms. Gabarro, Noah has jammed the airlock shut from the inside. I have no way of opening it.”
That bastard!
He thought he could make the call for me. Decide my fate. Only I could do that. I'd waste my life on who the hell I wanted. But docking the capsule only to be locked inside wasn’t going to help.
The unpressurized docking bay in service corridor two!
“Cosmo, can you get us to the docking bay in service corridor two?”
“Yes, Ms. Gabarro.”
“Take us there now.”
“I must inform you that docking bay two is unsuitable for human use.”
“Now, Cosmo!”
Rockets fired and I crashed into the side wall. I anchored myself on a chair and watched as unfamiliar sections of Orbital One slid across the window. The station rotated in a dizzying spin and the capsule stabilized.
There! Below. That must be it.
I sucked in as much breath as I could get, trying to oxygenate my blood. Once I sealed my visor shut, I had no idea how long the air in the suit would last.
I also had no idea how long it would take to get inside the station.
The glowing blue Earth spun below. Such beauty. Such terrible beauty.
I wondered if my first space walk ever would end in my falling to the surface. Screaming through thick atmosphere. Scorching toward the certain death of the planet’s embrace.
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