"Neither did I," replied Tanya. "I just happened to notice them when I went by. I thought Lisa was in there."

"Well, Sweetie," Tabatha mused, looking sad. "Maybe in a way, she was. I felt them, too."

Tanya, Frank and Tabatha pulled themselves down the passageway toward engineering – that was the most obvious place (and the roomiest) for a group meeting. Jake Hedron was there with his mother and sister, Alicia and Jackie, waiting.

"Okay, gang," Jake Hedron informally opened the meeting. "This is our third day in orbit and I’ve noticed that most of the Normals are getting a little stir-crazy. As you know, we haven’t loaded enough food and water to get us where we want to go yet because we hadn’t planned on evacuating quite so soon. Tabatha and Alicia have been searching out more supplies for us, so I’ll turn the meeting over to Tabatha."

"Thanks, Hon," Tabatha said, releasing a wall handle and pushing off toward the front end of the room.

Arriving at her destination, Tabatha neatly twisted around and stopped her forward progress, landing on her feet against the far wall, her graceful maneuvering in zero-gee much envied by at least half the people in the room.

"It’ll be easier if I just use mental images," Tabatha said, "as it would take too much effort to use a pointer and a wall map that requires gravity to just hang there.

"Despite what the Chairman said about our lack of supplies, we have enough for several more days. Believe it or not, we only need a month’s supply of food. This ship can go almost anywhere in the solar system in a month. We might take a little longer if we started at Neptune and was trying to get to Pluto, because right now they’re on opposite sides of the sun. It would take six weeks at one-half gravity constant acceleration."

There were a few ‘wows’ and more guffaws.

"Alright, let me explain," Tabatha smiled at the group. "If we accelerate at half-gee for one week, we would be travelling at roughly two million kph. That’s over fifty million kilometers per day. If we shut off the engine after one week, we could coast the rest of the way to Jupiter in about ten days.

"But we don’t need to shut off the engine. It would accelerate for a thousand years if we let it, so long as there is a magnetic field for it to operate in. The sun’s magnetic field extends at least fifty billion kilometers outward in every direction. Jupiter is well within the magnetic field of the sun."

"What happens if we go outside the sun’s magnetic field?" Jake, Béla’s husband, called out as he entered the Engineering section. "Could we stop, or turn around?"

Everyone looked up at the sound of his voice.

"Béla!" Tabatha cried out upon seeing her behind her husband. "You’re awake!"

Béla tried to smile. She looked more or less normal, but something was definitely different. She looked… older, and her eyes seemed dull. She followed Jake into the room and found a handhold, not speaking to anyone.

Tabatha smiled, but looked hesitant. "So, the question on the floor is, ‘What happens if we leave the sun’s magnetic field?’ Well, hope that it doesn’t happen, Jake. What we have is a ‘magnetic’ drive engine. It will only operate within the confines of a magnetic field. If you travel beyond the solar system, you’ll drift until you enter another magnetic field."

"You mean, like another star?" Alicia asked.

"Yeah," Tabatha replied, "or something else. There are other magnetic fields out there that aren’t planets or stars."

"Really?" Béla asked, surprising everyone with her apparent interest. "What kind of stuff is out there?"

"Uh," Tabatha wrinkled her eyebrows, trying to think. "Let’s see…"

"I can help," Jackie called out. "There are also dark masses interspersed among the stars. They can only be detected by the heat they radiate or by their x-ray emissions. The nearest one, actually, is only two light years away."

"How far is that in miles?" Jake asked.

Jackie replied, "That’s about twenty trillion kilometers, or about eleven trillion miles."

"Really?" Frank asked. "How fast can this ship go?"

"Ha, ha," Tabatha replied, looking at Frank. "I can see where you think you’re going with this, and that would be suicide. This ship can’t go interstellar!"

"Yeah," Frank said, pretending to agree, "but… how fast could it go?"

"Okay, I’m game," Tabatha replied. "Somebody know the answer to this?"

"I can ask the Praetor," Alicia volunteered, then already having her answer, continued. "Okay, it says that: If you went out near Pluto, turned around and accelerated at full speed, you could reach sixty-five million kph in eighteen days – that includes a ten million mile near approach around the sun for a…

"What?" … The Praetor was speaking in her mind again.

"A hyper bowl? …

"Oh, Okay. Some kind of slingshot effect using the sun’s gravity…

"What? …

"Oh, it says to tell you that’s sixteen and a half percent the speed of light."

Everyone laughed at hearing all this quasi-scientific stuff spilling out of Alicia’s pretty mouth. She was good at politics, but scientific stuff often left her baffled.

"Thank you, Alicia," Tabatha grinned, trying not to laugh. "So, does anyone know what that means?"

Jackie spoke up again. "It would take a little over six years to travel one light year at maximum speed. But getting up to maximum is so… problematical… I would never want to try it.

"First of all," Jackie explained, "the heliosphere is pretty weak out by Pluto, and it isn’t constant. This ship might be able to accelerate at, maybe, half a gee? Then, at the nearest approach to the sun, it would be accelerating at thirty, maybe forty gees, crushing anyone and anything inside. It simply isn’t feasible."

"Okay, then," Tabatha replied, suppressing a yawn, "Everybody get that?"

"She lost me on that helicopter thing," Frank said, definitely looking bored now that his thoughts about traveling to the stars were so thoroughly squashed.

"Heliosphere," Jackie corrected him. "It means the sun’s magnetic field."

"Why didn’t you say that, then?" Frank complained. "I didn’t have any trouble understanding Alicia…"

"Okay, back to the reason for this meeting," Tabatha called out. "There are three major depots that weren’t destroyed when…"

Tabatha hesitated for a moment, realizing that Lisa could be accused posthumously for nuking everyone she could find with the missiles the Confederacy had tossed at the group’s mountain refuge. In eight minutes, she’d single-handedly wiped out half the remaining population of the entire North American continent. But, she’d permanently whacked the Confederacy’s ability to make war before they got her.

"We need to break up into three teams – one for each depot," Tabatha continued. "Take as much as you can handle. It may cause hardships for those we leave behind, but life on this planet is doomed anyway, and we need those supplies to survive."

"Can I go with Mom?" Alicia asked.

"No," Tabatha replied. "There are only you, me, Tanya and Jackie, now. And Béla, of course – If you’re up to it, Béla?"

"I can perform my duties," Béla murmured quietly, though her eyes said otherwise.

"Alright then," Tabatha said, "Alicia and Jackie, your target is Macon. There’s a Campbell’s Soup plant, there. Béla, you are going to raid a warehouse in Florida. I go with Tanya."

Tabatha closed her eyes and imaged the targets for the other Femme members. Moments later, the meeting began breaking up and people were trying to negotiate the hatch in free-fall.

"Guys," Tabatha called out, getting their attention one more time. "The guys go wait at the Focal Press and keep the platform clear of incoming supplies. Girls, teleport your shipments onto the platform whenever it’s clear. That way, we can keep track of what’s coming in and where to put it."

"So, kiddo, where are we going?" Tanya asked as she floated up beside her favorite Femme.

Tabatha looked at her. She still looked tired from all that teleporting three days earlier. "First off, we’re going down to Solar City and retrieve the Focal Press there. I’m not leaving Praetor technology behind so those snakes can use it to transport troops to New Eden, and it’ll take both of us to teleport it. Then, we’re going to Albuquerque."

"What’s in Albuquerque?" Tanya asked. "That’s not a Confederate city."

"No, but there’s a supply depot there – a mountain hideaway similar to ours," Tabatha explained. "And it’s completely deserted."

"How did you find it?" Tanya asked, walking along with Tabatha.

"I used Lisa’s trick of creating an image of whatever it is you want to find, and then try to match up something in the physical universe with it. In this case, I was looking for big boxes of food-stuffs – cans, packages, dried fruit and veggies."

"Okay, lead the way," Tanya replied, placing her hand on Tabatha’s arm.

Both girls disappeared from the passageway.

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