My Feral Lady Chapter 5

Chapter 5 

Catching wild

Kara gave no mind to the closed door, simply dropping her shoulder and slamming through it, the wood splintering and cracking open under her strength. 

Lena reached out, wanting to caress her mate's shoulder which she could only imagine would be horribly bruised after the brutish display, but her hand retracted only a moment after it had been extended. She stood there, holding herself back as she watched Kara storm forward.

Maxwell could clearly be heard, growling and slamming himself against the bounds of the small wall he was trapped in. The wolf was in complete control, raging against its cage with animalistic naivety, not realizing he could just turn the damn knob and let himself out.  

“Emma! Emma! Where are you?” Kara called, sniffing around for the wounded wolf. 

“Here.” Emma called out just across the way from the origin of the howls, barks, and bangs. 

Kara ran off, darting out of sight as she ran for her pack member. “Emma!” Kara whimpered scared. “Lena get the first aid kit from the car!” 

“Already got It.” Lena called back, stepping into the threshold of the home, feeling the weight of it all hit her. As soon as Kara had Emma taken care of… the alpha would kill him. If she couldn't come up with something and fast her alpha would be a murderer. A murderer of her own pack member no less. 

“Come on!” Kara insisted.

“It's fine. I'm fine.” Emma coughed weakly before her face lit up with pain. 

“No! You aren't! This is deep!” Kara growled. “Lena!” 

The omega realized she hadn't taken a second step. The weight held her steady, preventing her from stepping forward once more. But now it wasn't just fear for Kara anymore. It was empathy for the beast bashing itself against the walls of a cramped bathroom. She could smell him, how he had become little more than a terrified puppy, howling, growling, scared and angry, at some unyielding disorienting force propelling him farther from humanity. She could even smell that he was covered in blood, surely from slamming himself against each and every surface of the room, finding more than one sharp edge along the way. Her heart broke for her pack member. 

“Lena come on!” 

“Y… yes.” Lena stammered, fighting to step once more. 

“It's fine, it's stopped bleeding.” 

“Yes, but it will start again the second that I take your shirt off to bandage the wounds.” 

That was the catalyst to push Lena to move. Well, not so much hearing Kara talk about taking another woman's shirt off but the combination of that and the scent of her alpha hitting her hard. It wasn't just Kara's scent, it was how sweet it smelled, like she was fighting to court the wolf or something else adulterous. Lena stomped forward, infuriated that her mate would make such a bold move, and with her just around the corner!? Lena stomped forward, fuming as she turned to see that the shirt was already off in one way or another. It was balled up, pressed against Emma's abdomen to stem the bleeding. 

“Good, come on babe, gauze, please. She can't keep this shirt pressed up against herself forever.” Kara ushered over. 

“Y… yeah?” The overly sweet scent was gone, Lena was lost and perplexed, had it all been in her head? A paranoid figment of her imagination? 

“H… hey Lena.” Emma tried to sit up as she waived to the omega politely. 

“Stop. You are gonna open the wound back up!” Kara warned sternly. 

“You ok over there? You're looking a little pale.” Emma joked. 

“Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.” Lena shook off the stupefied look. “I! You're the one with her belly cut open!” 

“Oh, well. I'll live, you know?” 

“Not if you don't shut up soon you won't.” Kara rebuffed, waiving Lena closer once more.

“Oh! Yes! Sorry!” Lena rushed over, opening the first aid kit and handing the supplies off to Kara. 

The alpha had much more experience bandaging wounds like this than anyone should ever have. Despite all the horrors required to garner such experience, Kara was happy to be experienced enough to patch the wounds up so quickly. Even with her experience, she was more than a touch rough with her bandaging. But Lena held the wolf's hand the whole way through, giving all the support her pack member needed to get through the searing pain of cleaning the wound with the small bottle of peroxide. Lena would do her duty, be there for her newfound family, be their matriarch; their omega. 

“How did this happen? What happened?” Lena squeezed Emma’s hand and running a soothing palm over the wolf’s shoulder. 

“I… I don't know, most of the time when a wolf goes feral it is because of loss or trauma, but Max, Max has just been acting weird for the past couple weeks.” 

“Picking fights.” Kara noted as she continued bandaging Emma.

“Well, yes that… But he has been distant too.” Emma winced at Kara cleaning her wounds. “Like he was in his own world sometimes, he only came out to shove food down his throat or fuck… and not gently like he normally is.”

“Max is gentle?” Kara almost snorted.

“Kara.” Lena glared.

“Normally…” Emma looked down and away. “Normally he is the one who is submissive of us two. I know you two don't see that side of him, but he is my husband and he is never anything but beyond sweet with me.” Emma got at least one less than believing look from the alpha and omega around her. 

“And how did you get this exactly if he is all submissive and sweet?” Kara resisted the urge to poke and prod directly at the open wound but did not completely refrain as she poked at the sensitive skin surrounding it.

Emma coughed and winced in pain.

“How did he do this to you?” Lena soothed, massaging gently at Emma’s shoulder.

“He… he was staring at the mirror, it was making him angry, like he didn't recognize his own reflection. He was getting mad, angry, I think he thought there was competition in his home… and he ended up slamming his head against the mirror until it broke, shattered he slammed his skull against it so hard. He was bleeding and I was so scared! I tried to stop him, but I couldn't! And… then he grabbed a shard of glass… and he…” 

“He cut you.” Kara huffed. “Deep. Coulda killed you.”

“He didn't mean to!” Emma defended.

“Course he didn't.” Lena soothed, earning a less than believing look from Kara.

“Well whether he meant to or not, the result is the same, and you are still hurt. But at least now you are all cleaned up.” 

“Thank you.” 

“That should be enough to keep you alive until your wounds actually get a chance to heal.” Kara offered with a pat on the bandages. 

“Are you ok?” Lena checked, rubbing Emma's shoulder patiently.

“I'm not the one I'm worried about.” 

“I'm sorry.” Kara stood, so full of purpose she was spilling over. 

“You can't!” Emma fought to stand, but Lena held her down protective of the pack mate, knowing if she didn't the wolf would just open her wounds back up. 

“I've spoken with Samantha and my sister.” Kara turned cold, looking towards the door where Maxwell still threw himself against each and every wall. 

“Kara! Kara, you can't do this!” 

“I have to! And you know that! You know what will happen after the next moon!” 

“Kara, please don’t.” Lena added to the pleas, wrapping sympathetic arms over the wolf trembling in fear.

Kara paid them no mind, or at least she tried to, stepping towards the closed bathroom. Maxwell raged louder and louder with each step, seemingly able to sense as the alpha approached, almost as if he still knew what was about to happen.

“He is my mate Kara, I know you don't like him, I know he is an ass, but he is still my mate, the man I love!” 

“Don't move, don't move, you are only going to get yourself hurt more.” Lena tried to stop Emma, pulling her back down by her shoulder as she tried to stand again.

“I don't care! He is my mate! Nothing matters if I don't have my mate!”

“After he is gone… You will heal. But nothing… nothing heals, aids, soothes, or cures what he has! What he has lost! Nothing brings it back! You know that!” Kara didn't even turn around. She couldn't. If she did she would break. She would lose all that nerve she strived to keep up ever since she got the call and heard Emma’s first appeal. If she looked back; saw the face of that wolf about to lose her mate? She would never be able to do what she believed she had to. What she knew no one else would do, but what needed to be done all the same.

“Lena please.” Emma turned to the omega. 

Kara had just nearly grasped the door handle and Max’s cries began, loud enough to wake the whole city when Lena leaped in between the alpha and the door.

Complete silence became of the home, no one could bring themselves to speak a word, utter a syllable, eek out even the slightest noise, not even Maxwell. 

Kara mouthed the word, the first true demand she had ever made of her omega. “Move.” 

Lena held her ground.

“Move!” this time it was but an echo of a whisper.

“No.” Lena refused.

“Kara.” Emma whispered timid.

“You need to move Lena.” 

“I won't let you!”

“Kara.”

“Lena move, or I will move you.”

“Kara.”

“I won't let you become... this, someone who can just kill her pack member.”

“Then you picked the wrong alpha. Because I will always do whatever it takes to keep you and my pack safe.”

“How in the world is this keeping me or OUR pack safe?” 

“Do you know what would happen if he gets out?! If it gets out that we exist!? What could happen if he got into Eve’s hands! She would poke, prod, test and torture him until she knew exactly what makes wolves go feral! Do you know what she could do with that?!” 

“I! I!” Lena stammered.

“Kara!”

“Then we protect him! Actually, do what we should as leaders of this pack!”

“I can't take the risk, not with you Lena.” Kara shook her head, clinging to her reason for doing this; to protect Lena. She needed to protect Lena. 

“Well, you are going to have to, because I will jump in the way of anything you try to do to him I won't let you hurt a member of MY pack Kara.”

“Kara!” 

“I’m faster than you Lena, you can't stop me.”

“Kara!” 

“You’ll have to risk that then won't you.”

“Dear God! Either of you!” Emma yelled. 

“What?!” Kara finally looked back to the wolf.

“Yes, I’m sorry what?” Lena softened her stance.

“Listen.” 

“What?” Kara snapped, not hearing it… or the lack of it.

“He stopped.” Lena turned to the door behind her.

“Lena step away from the door.”

“Kara! M! Maybe he is better!” Emma teared up.

“You know that isn't how going feral works.” Kara dismissed. “Now get away from that door!” 

The growls started up again very quietly.

“No.”

“Lena he is feral. Get away from the damn door now.” 

“It’s ok.” Emma mouthed to Lena, tears still streaming down her face.

“Lena! Now!”

“Fine.” Lena huffed, stepping forward only to get yanked away by Kara a moment before Maxwell returned to raging from within the bathroom.

“See! He is still feral.” Kara glared, holding her omega protective.

“I! I! I’m sure you just startled him! He… he is fine, he has to be fine.” Emma tried to comfort herself. 

Both Kara and Lena looked down to the wounded wolf empathetically and worriedly for her. “No. No, he isn't. He is feral. There is no changing that.” Kara denied.

“You! You! You don't have to!” 

“You don't.” Lena offered, squeezing Kara. 

Kara huffed, releasing the hug she stepped off closer to the feral wolf. 

He raged louder, the bathroom door looking as if it might give at any moment.

Kara lost only a sliver of her resolve at first, looking back to Emma’s face; a clear window to the wolf’s shattered soul, hopes and dreams melting away as she tried to process the loss before it had even occurred. Then, her gaze snapped to Lena. Kara probably could have handled almost any other damn look in Lena’s eyes. Any other look at all and she most likely would have been able to continue without much trouble. But she had the exact same look as Emma, like she too was preparing to mourn everything that she expected her life to become suddenly being stripped away. “Lena, I’m gonna need your help.” 

“I am not going to help you kill a pack member in front of his mate!” Lena was so disgusted she almost broke down into tears alongside Emma.

“I need you to help me get him into the car.” Kara clarified. We still haven't fixed your safe room, but Alex’s basement is soundproofed, it has a cage, and I have a key.” 

“Kara.” Emma whispered relieved.

“You mean?”

“I mean I need your help because I don't have cuffs on me. If we can get him into the car then I can shift and hold him down while you drive.”

“I can do that Kara, it's your car, you should-”

“No! You won't! I won't have you spending any time near him! Feral wolves are unpredictable and dangerous! If you don't believe me ask Emma!” 

“Kara.”

“No! I don't even like the idea of you helping me Lena, the only reason I will let you do that much is because of the ring on your finger! Otherwise, I wouldn't even have let you within one hundred meters of a feral wolf. After this, you stay the hell away from him. I may trust Alex’s cage, but I trusted your safe room too, and the door to that is still broken.”

Lena went to open her mouth, relieved, and also wishing to protest the alpha’s overprotectiveness, but Emma stopped her, squeezing her hand to garner the omega’s attention and then whispering. “This is a win, don't fight it.”

Lena grumbled displeased.

“Thank you.” Emma hugged Lena with one arm, trying not to strain herself too much.

“Come on, before the door gives out.” Kara urged.

Lena came up behind Kara, giving her a hug and a kiss. “Thank you love.” 

“Don't thank me yet. If he strikes at you, he could still very well end up beheaded.” Kara warned the wolves off from getting their hopes too high.

“Ready?” Lena questioned, taking hold of the door handle.

Max quieted slightly as if he knew what was about to happen.

“Yes, you open the door and hide behind it until I get any weapons out of his hands. Understood?”

“I'm sure he doesn't have any actual weapons.” Lena dismissed, but followed the orders nonetheless.

“Tell that to your pack member with a huge cut in her belly.”

“B… be careful you two. Ok?” Emma warned.

“See.” Kara shot Lena an I told you so glance.

“Door, hide, got it.” Lena rolled her eyes.

“Good.”

“On three?” 

“One.” Kara began the count.

“Two.” Lena continued.

“Three.” Lena pulled the door open. 

Max had calmed slightly, but he was still more wild animal than man even in his still human form. The moment he spotted the alpha in his home he lept towards her. Kara could barely see the shard of glass still in his hand. The alpha had been searching for any reflective gleam, but what gleam there would have been was tarnished from Maxwell’s dried blood coating the shard. He had clearly ben clinging to the jagged shard too tightly in his feral rage, apathetic to whether or not it harmed him. The only saving grace Kara had was catching exactly how he lept at her, not like he was simply going to slug her in the face, but instead like he was going to slash at her. Kara only narrowly avoided the first strike, but after the first evasion, she had all the upper hand she needed. Max had overextended himself, his animalistic mind retaining no logic or forethought as to what might happen if his strike had failed. Even without Kara’s counterattack, Max was already almost falling to the ground. Kara began with pinning him face down. Regretfully he did land on the ground with a less than soft thud bordering on a crack. 

Emma winced and groaned as she watched her mate thrown down to the ground. She knew Kara had cracked at least one of his ribs in the counter. Despite her wolf wishing to rage against the alpha for hurting her mate, she clung to what shards of gratefulness still lingered that Kara was willing to deviate from her plan to kill him. 

Kara held him down, first ensuring he couldn't cause any of them harm before she moved to disarm the wolf.

“Gentle.” Emma requested as a whisper.

“Doing my best.” Kara sighed, fighting not to let the feral wolf throw her off.

“Can I help?” Lena stepped forward.

“No! Not yet.” Kara barked.

“Kara.”

“No, just let me…” Kara trailed off, focusing on the hand still clasped around the makeshift weapon. She tried to wrestle it away from him, but his grip was iron. “Work with me here Max.” Kara struggled to pry open his fingers and slipped on the blood, losing her balance as his arms flailed. She fell forward, only catching herself after Maxwell had successfully caught her in the shoulder, leaving a less than pleasant wound. Kara yelped, grabbing his hand and slamming it back down on the ground hard enough that his grip on the glass broke.

“Kara!” Lena rushed to her alpha.

“Are you ok!” Emma hesitated to approach.

“I’m fine! Stay back!” Kara ordered.

“You’re hurt damnit!” Lena growled, grabbing the first aid kit and applying bandages as best she could. 

“Lena, you can fix me up when we get home. For now, I need you to help me get him into the car. We can't dilly dally, if anyone gets a good look it will seem like we are kidnapping him. I don't need to explain to any cops why I'm pinning someone down in the back seat or how I was a wolf while I was doing it.”

“Kara, we can patch you up and then bring him into the car.” Lena argued.

“No, I don't know how long I can hold him down. I want to get this over with.” 

“Fine.” Lena huffed. 

It was a struggle to get the feral wolf into the car, but the two of them were fast about it, and no one was even out to see them stuff the man into the car in the wee hours of the morning. The subsequent car ride also went smoother than Kara had expected. After the long night, they did all deserve the relief. 

Kara ordered Lena and Emma to be quiet and gagged Max all in a hopeful attempt to not wake Sam or Alex as they dragged the wolf down to the basement to lock him up. 

The room brought sour memories for the alpha. It had been almost three months to the day since she was down in the cage of a safe room hiding under the bar. Kara couldn't help but think of how the last time she had been down here she was terrified she herself was going feral. By the end of the night, a part of her wished she had… But even then she knew she wouldn't really have preferred that there was nearly nothing quite as horrific for a wolf; to be trapped in your own body as your mind deteriorates to nearly nothing. If Kara didn't remember well enough from her previous encounter with a feral wolf, watching Max growl and attempt to bite at all three of them as they locked him up was a more than adequate refresher. It terrified that part of her which she had once come down here to avoid indulging that the wolf could be so far gone that he could go to bite at his own mate. It horrified the alpha wolf still raging inside her, conflicted as to whether or not she had made the right decision. 

“Thank you.” Emma spoke up standing by the cage as her husband growled and tried to attack.

“I…” Kara was caught, still stuck in her sour thoughts.

“We will figure something out.” Lena offered politely.

“Don't get your hopes up.” Kara warned. 

“There has to be something.” Lena offered a brighter outlook. 

“Going feral has been a bane of the wolves for centuries, and there has never been any cure discovered.” Kara glared. 

“Well, these are brave new times! There are two alphas and two omegas in our one pack! So there are clearly still things to be discovered.” Lena growled back. 

“Ok!” Emma yelled at the arguing pair. “Ok, I get it. You think he has a chance, and you don't.” 

Kara and Lena nodded in agreement. 

“I… just please stop fighting. I've had enough struggle tonight.” Emma huffed like an adolescent agitated at her parents fighting. 

“Yeah.” Kara deflated, scratching at the back of her neck in embarrassment. 

“Of course.” Lena offered a patient hug for the wolf. “I'm sorry we weren't helping.” 

“It's ok. Just… can I stay here tonight? Stay by his side? Maybe he will tire out and I can hold his hand through the bars at least?” 

“Would that be ok with Alex?” Lena checked with Kara before unilaterally relaying a decision. 

“Yeah. Just, just uugh don't scare my sister or anything, like stick a note on the door down here and on the refrigerator or something. I'll leave her a text too. But… a note might help?” Kara allowed.

“Thanks.” Emma nodded along appreciative but beyond exhausted. 

“It will be ok.” Lena kissed the wolf's forehead and then assisted her in finding a comfortable spot next to the cage. 

“I hope so.” Emma held back the abundance of hope she normally held, now weighed down by an even greater amount of fear. 

“Is there anything you need from us before we go home?”

“No, I don't think so. Thank you Lena. It is greatly appreciated… Everything you have done tonight is greatly appreciated.” Emma looked down to her mate, still too far gone to even attempt to touch. “A… and you too Kara.” 

“You know enough to get away from him if you start feeling off right?” 

Lena eyed the alpha, not completely sure what she was referring to.

“Yes.” Emma nodded obediently.

“Good. Because I don't wanna have to put you both in that damn cage.”

“Thank you again.” Emma offered a small acknowledging smile.

“Yeah.” Kara coughed out an distant acknowledgment.

“Anytime.” Lena lingered in a final supportive hug for the hurting wolf.

“We’ll check in tomorrow, I’m sure.” Kara waived off an apathetic goodbye.

“You are going to be ok.” Lena assured again, heading off with the alpha who had already begun walking away. 

“Ok.” Emma waved goodbye before cautiously sitting down next to the cage. 

Maxwell pressed his face against the bars, growling and biting aimlessly at air.

“Shh, shh, shh.” Emma stuck her fingers through just enough to stroke his hair. He calmed just enough, still growling, but no longer going to attack. “That's it, that's my boy. Isn’t that better?” Emma forced a confident smile despite the dread that seeing his eyes filled with fear flooded her with.

Maxwell sat down in the cage, scared and tired.

“There you go. That's it. Lay down. We need sleep.” Emma layed next to him on the ground just outside the cage. “Sleep babe. Sleep.” 

“We need to bandage you up.” Lena pulled at Kara’s unharmed shoulder running from behind to keep up.”

“No.” Kara shrugged Lena’s hand off, speed walking faster towards her car.

“Kara!” 

“It’ll heal on its own.” Kara shook her head going to open the car door.

“Not correctly it won’t!” Lena slammed the door closed, unintentionally yanking Kara’s wounded arm with it.

“Fuck! Lena!” Kara barked in pain.

“Goddamnit! I'm sorry!” Lena’s hands shot up to cover her mouth in guilt.

“It’s fine. Just hurts.” Kara’s face scrunched up trying to block out the pain.

“It’s not fine! It is bleeding again! And wolf healing or not, it can still get infected!” 

“It is just fine!” Kara took two deep breaths to center herself only to be interrupted by Lena touching her arm again. It was gentle, but it was still more than enough to get her to snap. “Now get in the damn car!” 

Lena stepped back, appalled at her alpha yelling and screaming at her.

“Please get in the car Lena.” Kara attempted again with a calmer register.

“What the hell is wrong with you Kara! You were gonna kill him, and you act like I'm the unreasonable one for not wanting to be bonded to a murderer! You barely let me help you get a hold of Max on the way over, and now you won’t even let me bandage you up! What is going on with you!?” 

“Can you please just get in the car Lena?” Kara shook her head with an exasperated sigh, stressed and exhausted to the point that she was winded.

“No Kara! I won't! Not till you tell me what the hell is going on!”

“I’m tired and I wanna go to bed Lena. Is that not allowed?” Kara scrunched together her eyebrows and covered her weary eyes with her hand.

“No! Not until you tell me what the fuck is going on with you!” 

“What is going on with me!”

“Yes!” 

“What is going on with me?!”

“Yes Kara! What is going on with you!” 

Kara panted, trying to catch the breath she seemed to perpetually be losing tonight. “Lena… I’m tired… and I’m scared. I’m really scared. I want nothing more than for you to be safe, and you were put in danger today because I lost my nerve to do what was necessary.”

“I wasn't in danger Kara.” Lena rolled her eyes.

“Yes, you were. Lena, I slipped because I was trying to disarm him instead of just putting him down. If I had lost any more of my balance than that then you could have been wounded just like Emma.

“I can defend myself Kara.” 

“It isn't just you Lena! It is the whole pack! What happens if he falls into the wrong hands?! He could be used to make you go feral!” 

“Then we protect him! Not just kill him!” 

“Lena! He is alive! You got what you wanted! Can we please go home!” 

“Maybe I should just take an uber home. You can get your precious sleep. I'll take the couch.” Lena snaked a phone out of her pocket.

Kara gritted her teeth, resisting the urge to bark, growl, and order Lena into the car, indenting the impression of her grip into the car door handle she was so infuriated. “Please! My wolf has more than enough to be paranoid about right now. I… Please, I just need you home and safe.” Kara sniffled. 

Lena traded glances from her mate to her phone and back stressing as to whether she should go home or acquiesce to her mate’s requests.

“Please Lena. I’ll take the couch. I don't have to be in until nine, but you have to be up before six.” 

Lena took yet another glance between her options. 

“I’m sorry. I’ll let you bandage me up if you want. J… just please come home with me.” 

“And you won't bark at me for babying your wound?” 

“I won't, but my alpha makes no promises.” Kara gave a hopeful smile.

Lena sighed and approached Kara. “I am proud of you for doing the right thing. Whether or not you are proud of it.” 

“I don't like it… I don't like that there is another way out there for someone to hurt you.” 

“There will always be ways for people to hurt me. Your job isn't to stop it from ever happening. It is to be there when I do get hurt.” Lena took Kara into a forgiving hug.

“I don't like the idea of my omega getting hurt.” Kara buried her nose against the hair on the top of Lena’s head, breathing her omega’s scent in for all the stress relief it could offer. 

“I know Kara. But that doesn't mean that it will never happen again, or that you can do things like murder pact members to prevent it from happening.” 

Kara clung to her omega with her one unwounded arm, her fingers pulling at Lena’s jacket. “You just coming along and being around him is more danger than I'm comfortable with.”

“I’m sure it is. But you are going to have to get accustomed to that Kara. This is my pack too. And I won't leave all the protecting up to just you and Sam. I'm sure Alex won't either.” 

“I know.” Kara inhaled Lena once more, clinging tighter.

“Good.” Lena sighed, resting her head against Kara’s shoulder, taking in the alpha’s stressed scent as it finally began to unwind. 

“I’m sorry baby. I… I know I need to get better about it. It is no excuse, but I’m just so tired and stressed after everything with Alex, and… I, I just Don't know how many more loved ones being in danger I can deal with.” 

“I love you too, you overprotective asshat.” 

“That’s my girl” Kara sighed relieved.

“Do I get to fix up your wound now?” 

“Can it wait till we are home?”

“Only if you promise to take a personal day tomorrow, let it heal, take it easy. No hard rangering” 

“Oh yes, rough n’ rugged ranger I am. Sitting in a golf cart and making sure kids didn't leave any fires going in the woods.” 

“Kara one night you got attacked by a wolf.” Lena protested.

“He is dead now, and I won that fight! And I was just a human at the time!” Kara boasted back.

“PERSONAL DAY.”

“Fine, but that means you are taking one too.” Kara nuzzled.

“Can’t, the shop is short staffed as it is.”

“I know you have at least two of your part-timers coming in tomorrow, and they can handle it tomorrow.”

“But the shipment comes in today.”

“The shipment that they have learned to unload three times?” 

“Personal day.” Lena sighed into Kara.

“Thank you.” Kara nuzzled appreciative. 

End of Chapter 5