Genre: Science Fiction
“Good. Right, Ice I have a plan,” Maggie said.
“Plans are always welcome at a juncture such as this,” Ice said.
“This guy doesn’t need to be alive does he?”
“Alive is not a requirement,” Ice said tightly. He tried to wire the guns again. They sparked, stinging his hand.
“Just sit tight, Ice, I think I know what I’m doing.”
“Excellent, glad to hear your weapons are back.” Ice pulled his hands away from the console before he broke something in desperation. He needed life support more than guns. He looked for Maggie’s symbol on the screen but couldn’t find her.
“Maggie?” Ice hit the malfunctioning unit. The screen displayed one symbol. One.
“Maggie?” Ice’s mind raced has he tried to deconstruct the data he was seeing. “Maggie what are you doing?”
Ice slammed his fists into the console leaving dents. “Maggie, pull-up, you’re going to get caught in the planets gravity well. Maggie… Maggie, there isn’t anywhere to land. Maggie? Maggie! Listen to me!”
“The front end of my fighter is tangled with his engine block,” Maggie responded calmly.
Again Ice’s mind rebelled against the proffered information. There was no reality in which he could accept that Maggie was headed spinning at a steep incline toward the surface of a water planet. That would mean death, and death was completely outside the accepted parameters for the mission.
“Maggie, release. Hit the emergency release and go out of canopy. You have enough oxygen to last until pick up.”Silence.