Avenging Angels (The Seraphim Chronicles Book 1) by Nicholas Adams
Authors: Nicholas Adams
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it, she was telling him all about her divorce and the nightmares. She caught herself just before telling him about the letters from her parents. Evangeline surprised herself by the desire she felt to share all her dark secrets with Jack. However, she was not yet ready to open up her closet of skeletons.
The sobs began to subside, her breathing slower and more regular. The hysteria from the nightmare was over, at least for the night. The clock showed that it was after 2:00 in the morning. She lifted her head to look up at Jack. Evangeline appreciated that aspect about Jack that. His sensitivity and patience never seemed to diminish no matter how many times her nightmares interrupted his sleep, nor how often her emotions became erratic from the slightest reminder of her lost childhood. He moved his hand from her hair to her back and glided his fingers up and down her spine, feeling the vibrations of his fingertips as he rubbed them along the TRTV connection ports.
The ports were permanent, once installed. The pilot’s nervous system would become accustomed to the regular input from the interface and nerve damage would occur if removed. Even if a pilot discontinued operating a TRTV for an extended amount of time the degradation to their system would require periodic maintenance connections. It was what Tishia and Sam had to do now they were retired from the military. They connected to a TRTV simulation once a month and performed drills in order to keep their nervous systems, as Harper liked to call it, tuned up.
Jack was never squeamish about the ports like Evangeline’s first husband, Erik had been. They had been married prior to her joining the military and acceptance into the TRTV program. Seeing and touching her with the ports in her back made him squeamish. It had been a detrimental to their love life. This physical repulsion to her ports was a big factor why she accepted the assignment for a short tour on the Chiron. She was hopeful that absence would make the heart grow fonder. Instead of longing, Erik began to frequent bars, clubs, and casinos while Evangeline was off world. It did not take long after she returned that their marriage died.
The clock now read 2:30 A.M. Evangeline was finally calm, falling back to sleep in Jacks arms.
Jack, on the other hand, was wide-awake, as she dozed on his chest. Once Evangeline’s hysterics yanked him from his dreams, he could never fall back to sleep, despite being accustomed to rising early.
He rolled Evangeline onto her side and pulled the blankets up over her body. It would have been pointless to try to sleep, so he decided to get up and spend the morning hours on his new pet project.
He padded down the hall and into the kitchen for a glass of water. While emptying his glass, Tori, their virtual daughter, materialized at his side.
“Daddy, did mommy have another nightmare?” She inquired, looking up at him. She was wearing her favorite pink pajamas with the bunny feet. She looked to be around six years old, with Evangeline’s long chocolate hair, but she had Jack’s green eyes.
“Yes, sweetie, Mom had a nightmare again,” Jack replied. “But it’s nothing you need to worry about. Go back to bed.” In an instant, Addison blipped next to Tori, cuddling his teddy bear and blanket.
“Is she going to be okay?” he asked in a tender voice. Addison was around three, with light brown hair and blue eyes, and the latest addition to the family. Jack had wanted to add a son to the family, so Addison’s name was Jack’s little joke to himself.
Jack kneeled down and faced the kids. “Yeah, buddy. She’s going to be fine. It was just a bad dream.” Addison did not seem to accept his answer.
“But she has bad dreams all the time. Am I going to have bad dreams?” he asked.
Jack chuckled at himself.” No, buddy, you won’t have bad dreams. You’ll be just fine.”
Tori turned to her brother. “You can’t have bad dreams. You’re
The sobs began to subside, her breathing slower and more regular. The hysteria from the nightmare was over, at least for the night. The clock showed that it was after 2:00 in the morning. She lifted her head to look up at Jack. Evangeline appreciated that aspect about Jack that. His sensitivity and patience never seemed to diminish no matter how many times her nightmares interrupted his sleep, nor how often her emotions became erratic from the slightest reminder of her lost childhood. He moved his hand from her hair to her back and glided his fingers up and down her spine, feeling the vibrations of his fingertips as he rubbed them along the TRTV connection ports.
The ports were permanent, once installed. The pilot’s nervous system would become accustomed to the regular input from the interface and nerve damage would occur if removed. Even if a pilot discontinued operating a TRTV for an extended amount of time the degradation to their system would require periodic maintenance connections. It was what Tishia and Sam had to do now they were retired from the military. They connected to a TRTV simulation once a month and performed drills in order to keep their nervous systems, as Harper liked to call it, tuned up.
Jack was never squeamish about the ports like Evangeline’s first husband, Erik had been. They had been married prior to her joining the military and acceptance into the TRTV program. Seeing and touching her with the ports in her back made him squeamish. It had been a detrimental to their love life. This physical repulsion to her ports was a big factor why she accepted the assignment for a short tour on the Chiron. She was hopeful that absence would make the heart grow fonder. Instead of longing, Erik began to frequent bars, clubs, and casinos while Evangeline was off world. It did not take long after she returned that their marriage died.
The clock now read 2:30 A.M. Evangeline was finally calm, falling back to sleep in Jacks arms.
Jack, on the other hand, was wide-awake, as she dozed on his chest. Once Evangeline’s hysterics yanked him from his dreams, he could never fall back to sleep, despite being accustomed to rising early.
He rolled Evangeline onto her side and pulled the blankets up over her body. It would have been pointless to try to sleep, so he decided to get up and spend the morning hours on his new pet project.
He padded down the hall and into the kitchen for a glass of water. While emptying his glass, Tori, their virtual daughter, materialized at his side.
“Daddy, did mommy have another nightmare?” She inquired, looking up at him. She was wearing her favorite pink pajamas with the bunny feet. She looked to be around six years old, with Evangeline’s long chocolate hair, but she had Jack’s green eyes.
“Yes, sweetie, Mom had a nightmare again,” Jack replied. “But it’s nothing you need to worry about. Go back to bed.” In an instant, Addison blipped next to Tori, cuddling his teddy bear and blanket.
“Is she going to be okay?” he asked in a tender voice. Addison was around three, with light brown hair and blue eyes, and the latest addition to the family. Jack had wanted to add a son to the family, so Addison’s name was Jack’s little joke to himself.
Jack kneeled down and faced the kids. “Yeah, buddy. She’s going to be fine. It was just a bad dream.” Addison did not seem to accept his answer.
“But she has bad dreams all the time. Am I going to have bad dreams?” he asked.
Jack chuckled at himself.” No, buddy, you won’t have bad dreams. You’ll be just fine.”
Tori turned to her brother. “You can’t have bad dreams. You’re
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