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the hatch to the classroom.
    “ Emans?” Victoria looks at him over her shoulder. “I don’t know, I haven’t thought about it. Same group?” They walk towards her quarters.
    “Yeah , well except for Tank, he’s still on the flight deck cleaning up from the explosion.”
    “Explosion ? What explosion?” They reached her quarters.
    “One of the deck hands over filled a Blade, with a pilot in it, Hot Dog. Get it?” He chuckles at his own joke, since the pilot’s handle was Hot Dog. When Victoria doesn’t laugh, he quickly continues. “The tank exploded. Zafar barely got him out before he was roasted. They were both taken to medical.”
    “Lucas is hurt?!!” Jager is taken aback at the intensity of her demand.
    “So I hear . Shit, I forgot he’s your brother.”
    “He’s not my brother.” she corrects him. “Look Jager, I’ve got to go, maybe I’ll see you later.” Opening her hatch, she closes it in his face.
     
    Lucas is hurt. He’s hurt. Dropping her books, she has to sit. Then stands to pace. No one called her. He didn’t call her. Of course, he wouldn’t call her. It can’t be bad if no one called her. Right? Pacing, she runs trembling fingers through her hair. Does she go, find out? Is that over stepping?
    Oh, fuck it! He may not love her, but he’s still Aunt Cassie’s family. Changing into jeans and a shirt, she heads to medical.
     
    “And I told you, I am not staying here. I outrank you, so get me, my fucking clothes!” Hearing Lucas’ voice, Victoria’s heart calms. Pulling back the curtain, she finds him sitting with his back to her, arguing with Gabor. Spying his burnt and torn clothes on the floor, she picks them up between two fingers.
    “You mean these? ” At her voice, Lucas’ head whips around. He hasn’t seen her since Emans. As he does, she sees his bandaged hands and swallows back a gasp before she meets his eyes. “How bad?”
    “It’s nothing.” he starts to deny.
    “Yeah , that’s what it looks like.” Dropping the clothes, she picks up the screen at the end of the bed.
    “What do you think you’re doing? ” Ignoring him, she reads the chart.
    “Second degree only? ” Frowning, she looks to the assistant. “It’s Gabor, isn’t it?”
    “Yes, it ’s Gabor.” She’s surprised the girl remembers. “And yes, second degree only. Hands and arms up to his elbows, he has some singeing on his thighs and chest but no vital areas affected.”
    “Excuse me ! I’m right here!” His eyes flash angrily at Gabor.
    “Shut up, Major.” The absolute calmness and authority in Victoria's voice shocks both him and Gabor. “Only 3mgs of turpidian? Why not 6?” she continues to question.
    “He ha s a mild concussion. The second explosion threw them both to the deck.”
    “Landed on his head huh ? Probably put a dent in the flight deck.” Gabor can’t help but grin.
    “Look , I don’t know what you think you’re doing but…” Lucas starts.
    “How’s Hot Dog? ” Victoria ignores him, looking to Gabor.
    “Mostly second, his flight suit protected him . Some third on his lower extremities. Would have been a whole lot worse if the Major hadn’t gotten him out when he did.”
    “You’ve got him in the burn blanket ? Giving him sapophine?”
    “Yes… ” Gabor gives her a considering look. “Do you want to talk to Dr Magnes? He’s in with him now.”
    “Yeah I would . This one can wait.”
    “Now just a minute …” Lucas has had enough of being ignored.
    “Major , stop flashing your bare ass and lay down, I’ll deal with you in a minute.”
    When he open s his mouth to argue, she pins him back with hard eyes, then follows Gabor into the private exam room.
     
    What the fuck was that! Lying back, Lucas finds she isn’t lying. His ass is hanging out of the fucking gown! She acted as if she knew what she was talking about and even Gabor listened to her. How the fuck had she remembered Gabor?
     
    Entering the exam room, Victoria remembers the last