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The other transports flew near us, but Damien wasn’t bothered by them. We talked and joked like we usually did. They even took the face mask away so we could watch each other. Things seemed normal in that regard. Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“You should rest now,” Evan suddenly said about mid morning.

I Looked over at him surprised. He pulled several cushions out of a bag and laid them on the floor of the transport.

“Lay down and rest,” he ordered.

I did as he asked, but couldn’t really understand this. Bane wrapped a blanket around me tucking me in securely. Christof pulled my hood up so it kept the sun from my eyes. They were acting so odd, but I was very comfortable on the cushions they had brought. The low hum of the transport soothed me and my eyes drifted closed.

It would have seemed impossible for me to sleep on a transport in the middle of the day, but I did. I dreamed of baseball fields and little boys playing. In my mind’s eye I saw the life of a child playing out before me.

“Time to eat, little Sister,” Bane whispered and I opened my eyes.

My hood was pushed back as I sat up. The transport was stopped in the middle of nowhere. Everyone was off their transport and the men were pulling out something to eat.

ALL the men sat on the ground and I sat on a cushion as we had the midday meal. Two of the other families stated they would have preferred to hunt for something to roast. They were rebuked by Damien. We could hunt for the evening meal, it was imperative we reach our destination before sunset.

We ate and were off again. The same pattern repeated as in the morning. I stood with the men enjoying their company until Evan determined it was time to rest.

“You know,” I said as Damien knelt over me, “I don’t have to sleep all the time. You’ve said yourself it’s good to be up when the sun is up. Talking with you all is very enjoyable to me.”

Damien grinned at the sentiment. He pushed me until I Lay down cocooned in the blankets and cushions. The blanket was pushed up to my chin and around my legs.

“We told Nu-reeh you were tired and it upset her. She wants you to rest,” he said.

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I settled on my hip and frowned. Training with them had been fun, but I guess that was over. Sleeping for the rest of this pregnancy would just make me fat and bored.

‘ell me,” he ordered crouching beside me.

“I Liked training with you all,” I whined, “and I like swimming. If she makes me sleep all day every day I‘11 go crazy. I can’t just lay around all the time.”

All five Brothers thought that was funny.

“Nu-reeh wants you to rest now, because you are weak and tired,” Damien soothed. “You know she listens to the Healers and they Like you active. I’m sure once you have recovered some she will allow us to continue to train you.”

Kein spoke from behind the controls, “Or we’ll train you in our rooms at night,” he offered.

“You don’t need to worry.”

I relaxed on the cushions and smiled up at Damien. They would take care of me.

I dozed on and off as we flew. I heard the men talking above me. Their voices lulled me into a dreamy state of semi-consciousness.