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looked like their love would become another tragedy in history –for Gracie knew deep down she was never coming back. In a way, she was glad they never made the finally commitment to each other. Perhaps it would be easier for Chance to move on. Gracie knew she would always regret not forcing the issue for her own selfish reasons as she would have loved to have that memory to take with her when she died.

    Gracie forced a smile on her face and the tears away as she looked at Chance’s worried face. “Hey, Chance.” She said in a husky voice filled with emotion.

    Chance heard the tears she was fighting so hard to push back. Rushing forward, he wrapped his strong arms around her tightly. “Let me go with you.” He whispered against her forehead. “Let me go with you and we can both come back. I’ll tell Adam that you need me.”

    Gracie squeezed Chance close to her and closed her eyes. “You can’t. I’m good but not that good. The Alluthans scan each ship for heat signatures. If they pick up two signatures in a supply ship designed for one then they will destroy it before it ever gets near them. Besides, Adam needs you here to help with the attacks. You are supposed to take out the camp holding my parents and sister. You promised to see if they survived.” Gracie said looking up into Chance’s eyes, pleading with him not to argue with her.

    Chance slid his arms up and gently cupped Gracie’s face between his large palms. He pressed a kiss to her lips groaning when she opened to him. Tonight could very well be their last night together, forever. Chance briefly thought of his promise to Adam then thought to hell with it. Gracie was his.

    “Come with me to my room. Let me love you, Gracie.” Chance murmured against her lips.

    Gracie was torn between wanting to push Chance away from the hurt she knew he was going to feel when she was gone and her own selfish desire to grab what little life she had left. The feel of Chance’s hand on her breast made the decision for her. She would be selfish and take what little happiness she could with her.

     

    Chance squeezed Gracie’s hand as he pulled her after him out of the alcove set up as a computer room. He hated he could not give Gracie a real bed for her first time or even the promise of a full night. Instead, all he could give her was a small pallet on a cold, stone floor and a few hours at best. He resolved to make it the most beautiful experience he could for her. She deserved that and more.

    They had almost reached the area he claimed as his own when Adrian came running up to them. He was breathing hard and looked pissed as hell. Chance instinctively pulled Gracie closer as his stomach knotted. Something had happened and it wasn’t going to be good.

    “Fighters are headed this way.” Adrian blurted out. “Word is they are going to level this part of the city, including the holding camps.”

    Gracie gasped. Her parents and sister, if they were still alive, were in the holding camp. If the Alluthans took out the warehouse down by the river then their chance at bringing down the mother ship would take much longer and more lives would be lost.

    “I have to leave…now.” Gracie said. “When are the fighters expected?” She asked as she pulled away from Chance.

    “A couple hours at most.” Adrian responded grimly.

    Gracie nodded and looked back at Chance one last time before turning to follow Adrian. “Gracie.” Chance said hoarsely knowing his time with her was coming to an end.

    “I love you, Chance.” Gracie said softly letting one of her hands run up and over his cheek as a single tear coursed down hers. “I always will.”

     

    The next hour was a blur as the teams worked together to get everything in place. All those that could be evacuated were to areas outside of the attack zone. Gracie reviewed the instrument panel of the supply ship and hooked up her laptop to the control panel. The software program she developed quickly uploaded.