10-28-2020, 02:33 PM
"How ya doin' girls?" Vickie asked with a devilish grin.
Delia sipped at her water. Gail dry-wretched. It was perfect.
Vickie then slapped an old cigarette tin down onto the metal table next to where she stood.
Delia's eyes went from Vickie's face to the table and back.
"What's that?" she questioned.
"That, my dear Detective, is why you both are here" returned the confident Vickie.
Gail had so many questions, but not a single word was she able to speak. Delia would be
team captain. It was an undeclared yet unanimous decision.
Vickie picked up the tin from the table and tossed it at Delia. Always armed with quick precision
reflexes, Delia caught the small container with one hand. She shook it to hear its contents. It sounded
like pills. This made her very curious. She flipped open the lid and poured whatever was inside out
into her hand. Resting in her palm were several capsules. She instantly got a sinking feeling.
"Drugs? You brought us here for drugs?" Delia asked with disdain.
Gail watched on with great interest from a place of silence.
"An oversimplification, Detective. Would you like to know what they are?" Vickie asked.
Delia became indignant, and rightfully so. Her record, both on and off the job, was exemplary.
She would not be party to any matters of illegality. It just simply wasn't who she was.
"I'll spare you the long history lesson and get right to the good stuff" Vickie promised.
Delia shifted on her chair. This should be good she thought.
"The magic contained within those capsules in your hand allow me to go from one form
to another" she explained.
Delia's face spoke every word of confusion that she was feeling. She dumped the capsules
back into the tin and flung it towards the table. It hit and slid as Vickie's hand reached down
to stop it. She picked it up and returned it to the pocket of her fresh, new white lab coat.
"You see, strip-mining on my native planet yielded the discovery of a wonderful compound that
became the main active component in this drug, as you call it" she went on.
"And while it provided a way for us to branch out into the galaxy to do what we needed to
do, undetected, it brought with it certain undesirable, shall we say, side-effects?" she added.
It all started falling into place for Delia.
"You've got one seriously great line of bullshit lady. Politics is where you belong!" said the Detective.
Vickie's expression lit up, as though she'd been paid the highest compliment possible.
"And don't think for a minute I haven't made the most of that opportunity!" she squealed.
Delia was finding her to be even more annoying than before, but she had to hear the whole story.
"Are you aware of the Space Force program, Detective?" Vickie asked.
"Yes, why?" asked Delicato.
"Are you also aware of the mandatory vaccine they issue to all joining members? Without which
there IS no membership?" asked Vickie.
Delicato was starting to sense where this was going.
"They have to re-administer a full round of dosing every three months. That's a LOT of pills" she moaned.
"We knew, long before your general public, that this was being put into play. So we decided it would
be in our best interest to..." she said as Delia interrupted.
"To create a dual-purpose drug, benefitting both your kind with their pirating of other sectors and
my government with their off-planet dick-waving" hammered the lady Detective.
Vickie almost came out of her skin.
"My God woman! THIS is why I love you! You are Always five steps ahead! You're a genius!" Vickie screamed with delight.
Delicato sat with it all for a moment. She still had questions.
"And those undesired side-effects?" asked Delicato.
Vickie turned and looked Delia straight in the eye.
"The strip-mining is slowly killing our planet. Making it imperative for us to scatter out into the
galaxy. We're not Human but we still need a place to call Home" she said nostalgically.
Delicato stared back at her with an almost understanding look.
"That's what this lab is for, isn't it? To try and synthesize an effective version of this drug before
completely destroying not only your Home planet but your sole-source of the compound from
which this drug is derived" Delicato said as the puzzle piece fell into its place.
"Goddamn, woman, MARRY ME!!" Vickie screamed with joy.
"See, THIS is why I've been trying to kill you for so long. You're the best at what you do and
with you on the job, I'd never get a moments peace. You're really too good!" she said.
Gail finally found her words.
"This, is what I've been a part of... all along" she said in an almost whisper.
"And this is the offer I dare not refuse" added Delia.
Vickie took a few steps, turned and looked at them both.
"There's still a place for you here, if you want it" she said to Gail.
"And I'd love nothing more than to welcome you onboard" she offered Delia.
Tears fell from Gail's troubled eyes. And for the first time in her entire life, she spoke from her Heart.
"I don't think I can do this anymore" she said as her voice cracked.
Vickie turned her back to the women.
"Atwood, you were always weak" Vickie hissed as she spun around, gun in hand, and blew
Gail's brains out.
Dead silence fell. The dull roar of blood rushing through her ears filled Delia with the
worst kind of panic. She could taste bile, her stomach heaving as she felt Atwood's blood
running down her face. This was it. Her dying moments. Here at last. She was not ready.
Vickie then points the revolver at Delia's face as she stands in complete command of the entire room.
"What say you?" she riddled Delia.
Delia sipped at her water. Gail dry-wretched. It was perfect.
Vickie then slapped an old cigarette tin down onto the metal table next to where she stood.
Delia's eyes went from Vickie's face to the table and back.
"What's that?" she questioned.
"That, my dear Detective, is why you both are here" returned the confident Vickie.
Gail had so many questions, but not a single word was she able to speak. Delia would be
team captain. It was an undeclared yet unanimous decision.
Vickie picked up the tin from the table and tossed it at Delia. Always armed with quick precision
reflexes, Delia caught the small container with one hand. She shook it to hear its contents. It sounded
like pills. This made her very curious. She flipped open the lid and poured whatever was inside out
into her hand. Resting in her palm were several capsules. She instantly got a sinking feeling.
"Drugs? You brought us here for drugs?" Delia asked with disdain.
Gail watched on with great interest from a place of silence.
"An oversimplification, Detective. Would you like to know what they are?" Vickie asked.
Delia became indignant, and rightfully so. Her record, both on and off the job, was exemplary.
She would not be party to any matters of illegality. It just simply wasn't who she was.
"I'll spare you the long history lesson and get right to the good stuff" Vickie promised.
Delia shifted on her chair. This should be good she thought.
"The magic contained within those capsules in your hand allow me to go from one form
to another" she explained.
Delia's face spoke every word of confusion that she was feeling. She dumped the capsules
back into the tin and flung it towards the table. It hit and slid as Vickie's hand reached down
to stop it. She picked it up and returned it to the pocket of her fresh, new white lab coat.
"You see, strip-mining on my native planet yielded the discovery of a wonderful compound that
became the main active component in this drug, as you call it" she went on.
"And while it provided a way for us to branch out into the galaxy to do what we needed to
do, undetected, it brought with it certain undesirable, shall we say, side-effects?" she added.
It all started falling into place for Delia.
"You've got one seriously great line of bullshit lady. Politics is where you belong!" said the Detective.
Vickie's expression lit up, as though she'd been paid the highest compliment possible.
"And don't think for a minute I haven't made the most of that opportunity!" she squealed.
Delia was finding her to be even more annoying than before, but she had to hear the whole story.
"Are you aware of the Space Force program, Detective?" Vickie asked.
"Yes, why?" asked Delicato.
"Are you also aware of the mandatory vaccine they issue to all joining members? Without which
there IS no membership?" asked Vickie.
Delicato was starting to sense where this was going.
"They have to re-administer a full round of dosing every three months. That's a LOT of pills" she moaned.
"We knew, long before your general public, that this was being put into play. So we decided it would
be in our best interest to..." she said as Delia interrupted.
"To create a dual-purpose drug, benefitting both your kind with their pirating of other sectors and
my government with their off-planet dick-waving" hammered the lady Detective.
Vickie almost came out of her skin.
"My God woman! THIS is why I love you! You are Always five steps ahead! You're a genius!" Vickie screamed with delight.
Delicato sat with it all for a moment. She still had questions.
"And those undesired side-effects?" asked Delicato.
Vickie turned and looked Delia straight in the eye.
"The strip-mining is slowly killing our planet. Making it imperative for us to scatter out into the
galaxy. We're not Human but we still need a place to call Home" she said nostalgically.
Delicato stared back at her with an almost understanding look.
"That's what this lab is for, isn't it? To try and synthesize an effective version of this drug before
completely destroying not only your Home planet but your sole-source of the compound from
which this drug is derived" Delicato said as the puzzle piece fell into its place.
"Goddamn, woman, MARRY ME!!" Vickie screamed with joy.
"See, THIS is why I've been trying to kill you for so long. You're the best at what you do and
with you on the job, I'd never get a moments peace. You're really too good!" she said.
Gail finally found her words.
"This, is what I've been a part of... all along" she said in an almost whisper.
"And this is the offer I dare not refuse" added Delia.
Vickie took a few steps, turned and looked at them both.
"There's still a place for you here, if you want it" she said to Gail.
"And I'd love nothing more than to welcome you onboard" she offered Delia.
Tears fell from Gail's troubled eyes. And for the first time in her entire life, she spoke from her Heart.
"I don't think I can do this anymore" she said as her voice cracked.
Vickie turned her back to the women.
"Atwood, you were always weak" Vickie hissed as she spun around, gun in hand, and blew
Gail's brains out.
Dead silence fell. The dull roar of blood rushing through her ears filled Delia with the
worst kind of panic. She could taste bile, her stomach heaving as she felt Atwood's blood
running down her face. This was it. Her dying moments. Here at last. She was not ready.
Vickie then points the revolver at Delia's face as she stands in complete command of the entire room.
"What say you?" she riddled Delia.
