The Navigator 2: We the People Read Online Free PDF

back to real space at their present position in five minutes.
    "Okay, the timer is set. I hope you know what I'm doing Cassie; because this could kill us," Joe replied.
    "You'll be fine, Joe. Just trust me on this," Cassie replied.
    Joe thought he heard something else in her voice, but knew he could trust her. There was something she wasn't telling him, but he also knew she would never hurt them.
    As Joe climbed into the pod, he saw that Gillian had an emergency splint on her ankle and everyone was strapped in. Joe took a seat and began strapping himself in too. "Okay kids, are we ready to blow this Popsicle stand?"
    "As long as we're not here when it blows, I'm good with it," Luke replied and the two women laughed at him.
    Joe shifted his vision into hyperspace mode and tried to think of a place he had been. The only place that came to mind was the camp that Becka and he had shared. He saw it take form outside the pod. "Okay boys and girls, don't try this at home. Hang on everyone!" Joe said and used his enhancements to fire the pods thrusters, pushing the pod into the jump.
     
     
    The day before Joe tried to jump the pod off the station, other very strange events were unfolding elsewhere. The orbital station that was the customs access point for the planet BC IV received a weak distress beacon from an escape pod. The pod ID reported it was from The Citadel, and carried six unconscious passengers. The station, acting on standing protocol, dispatched a rescue mission down to retrieve the pod and its occupants.
    When the pod computer identified one of the pod occupants as Major Joseph Anderson, the station commander immediately classified the entire event and put strict controls on any and all knowledge of it and directed the pod to stop broadcasting the distress signal. He was one of a very few people that knew Major Anderson's mission and kept track of him in order to render whatever assistance he could if he needed it. So the man knew Major Anderson was still at the New Hedron spaceport preparing to leave for the Citadel.
    The Commander sent a secure report to the Admiral about the events and what he had done to contain the situation. Admiral Hawklings agreed with him and ordered that the occupants of the pod be brought to the station for medical treatment and to be kept in strict isolation from as many people as possible. When the rescue teams reported the positive identification of the occupants, the station commander told him to keep every scrap of information about the rescue to themselves and to log the entire event as a training exercise.
    The medical personnel were very concerned about the occupants as they could not find a reason for them all to be unconscious. Admiral Hawklings joined the station commander when they demanded the six people be sent to Darkwater station for further treatment. The briefing included the two PA's that were part of the rescue team that recovered them.
    "Doctors, there is a reason we have classified this entire event," Hawklings said grimly. "We also have a pretty good idea why they are in this condition. You must also swear to keep all knowledge of this event to yourselves and to not let anyone know of it."
    "What is it, Admiral, why are they in this coma?" one of the Doctors asked. It was clear he was concerned about his patients.
    "They are unconscious because they already exist in this time," Hawklings replied. "Whatever event forced them to make a hyperjump in an escape pod, also pushed them backwards in time."
    "Sir, escape pods don't have jump engines," one of the ESAR (Emergency Search and Rescue) medics replied.
    Hawklings smiled and nodded. "We know. We don't yet know how it happened, only that it has. I imagine, we won't know exactly what happened until Major Anderson wakes up to tell us. From what we know of this, and it is all speculation mind you, they should wake up once the event happens and they make their jump. Until then, all we can do is treat their wounds and keep