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Doc leaned over the bed to switch on the overhead. A groan caught her attention. Green eyes flickered open. The grey haired scientist smiled. "Good morning."
The woman struggled to sit up. Doc helped her. "Wh-" The long haired woman swallowed thickly. The older woman poured a glass of water and helped the younger woman sip it. "This isn't Midas," she eventually managed. Her face tightened as she struggled to keep her balance.
"No. It's not. What's your name?"
Green eyes sought her out. "Borman, Grace."
Doc smiled in a friendly manner. "Hello Grace."
"This isn't Midas."
The older woman shook her head. "No sweetie."
Doc was deeply surprised to see the green eyes slide shut and a quiet "Thank God." leave the other woman's lips. "So I take it that you are ok with being hijacked?"
"Tell me that we aren't headed to Midas."
The scientist laughed. "When we go to Midas, it'll be for a trial and a long walk out of a short airlock so, hopefully, no time soon." Grace pushed the glass back. Doc reached over and slid it onto a nearby table. "Why were you going to Midas, if you don't mind my asking? "
The dark haired woman clenched her fists. "Trial and a walk I think."
Doc frowned. "Let me get our Captain. I think maybe she's going to want to talk with you." She gently pushed the other woman back. "Lie down til she gets here. Is there anything I can get you?"
Grace shook her head. "I'm just going to rest my eyes til she gets here."
The scientist frowned at the younger woman wondering what she could have done. Not that it took much to piss the Company off, but still. Cryo transport to the Company headquarters in the Saturn gravity well said that this young woman was up to eyebrows and sinking fast into a very big pile of trouble. Maggie already bit off a big bite with carrying heirloom seeds, this might just be the bite that choked them all.