The Promise

I was really so tired. When I made my boasts to Dylan about how I could pilot us all the way to Tarn Vedra I had no idea how difficult it would actually be. But it was.

I am a good pilot; I know that. Some have even used the word hotshot to describe me. I won't argue with that classification. I think it's pretty accurate.

But it was difficult. And when Dylan ordered me to rest I have to say that as much as I protested I really was kind of relieved as well.

I was on my way to the Maru. I figured I'd microwave up an energy drink and it would give me what I needed.

But then I heard Harper's voice. It was coming from one of the offshoot corridors and I admit I was curious. I'm a shameless eavesdropper; I admit it. You never know what you'll learn by doing that. What you learn might even save your life. It has for me on more than one occasion. It's a good business practice, I've found.

Anyway, I followed his voice. It turns out he was talking to Andromeda about me. He was saying good things about my piloting skills and me. To make his point he was telling story after story about the old days and how I always came through and how they could have confidence in me.

It made me feel really good; I have to admit. But it also made me feel the pressure even more. I have to do this. No mater what. I didn't only promise Dylan, I promised Harper as well. Hell, I promised all of them. And I have to keep that promise come hell or high water. And I will. Because I'm the only Valentine who does keep her promises. And I mean to keep this one, no matter what the cost to me.

But there won't be any cost. Because I can do this. I know I can.