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 Nathan sat under the old dogwood tree that was only yards from the soft ocean waves that crashed onto the grey rocks of Haven's shoreline. The dogwood had only just started to bloom, with its light green leaves, still missing the pink blossoms on its branches. Nathan leaned his back against it, his hand reaching out absentmindedly to pick one of the white lilies that had grown in patches around the dogwood. If there was a prize for rotten judgment, he supposed he'd already won that. What had he thought would happen when he had gone to see Duke? "No man is worth this aggravation", he muttered to himself, twirling the lily between his right th

Eli was flirting with me again today. I don't know what it is, if he even knows it, but it happens more and more every day. Maybe it's because he's a young boy, never having found love. Maybe it's because he's alone and scared and looking for comfort in someone. But even so, why me? Why not Chloe? Chloe is a pretty, young girl, about Eli's age. It might be because she is in a relationship with Lt. Scott. I don't know how to react when Eli flirts with me. Maybe if I knew why he did it I would know how. I cannot push him away, but I also cannot give anything back. I try to act as though nothing were happening, but I don't know if it works. It h

 Rush walked into the Gate room, planning on recopying the data from the Gate's earlier records. He stopped at the console and reached to press a button when he heard someone talking above him. He stopped and listened. "And he told me if we ever get back to Earth, he'd take me there." Chloe smiled dreamily. "Matt is so sweet!" When Chloe wasn't talking about Matt, she wasn't talking. Everyone on the ship had gotten so tired of her incessant speaking in the last month. Eli sat with his legs hanging off of the balcony that overlooked the Gate room. He nodded at everything Chloe said, half listening, and half daydreaming. He hear a few words

Eli shoved his face deeper into the sleeping bag and screamed. His life was rapidly deteriorating, and he knew he had lost control. It had all started with Rush, and it looked like it was now ending with him, too. Eli had been snatched from his house and beamed aboard a space ship, only to be taken to another planet and told to help solve some ridiculously hard equation. As if that couldn't have gotten any weirder, he was soon attacked –by who? –and had to evacuate through a wormhole to an unknown location. It ended up being a ship billions of light years away from Earth, lucky him. After all the stupid drama on the Destiny, less as

Eli screamed into his sleeping bag once again, not hearing the soft beep and mechanical glide of his door opening. His face still buried in the slippery material, he also did not see anyone enter his room. But he did, however, feel someone sit down beside him. "Are you alright, Eli?" There was no mistaking that smooth, alluring Scottish accent. Regaining his composure, Eli sat upright and met eyes with Rush, who was kneeling next to him. Eli grinned sheepishly. "Yeah. I think that maybe all of this drama has finally caught up to me." Rush grinned as well, patting Eli on the back. They stared at each other for a minute, not really thinking

 John sat there, staring determinedly out the window, proposing loudly his new attack on the southern states and all who still dared oppose independency. He was in the middle of one of the primary statements in his argument when that beautiful, angelic sound floated to his ears. He, John Adams, the most voluble man in Philadelphia, stopped mid-sentence. Turning around slowly, he found Thomas with the violin tucked up lovingly beneath his chin. Thomas swayed ever so slightly, his eyes closed as he smoothly ran the bow across the strings. John was stricken silent. When Thomas finally lifted the bow, his eyes opened to stare blankly at John, as

"Please unroll your sleeve, Scott", TJ requested. Scott obediently lifted up his right sleeve, letting the doctor stick a needle in his vein, drawing blood. TJ tapped the needle. "Alright. Thank you, you should know the results in a few hours. I advise you stay here and rest for now." TJ walked into the next room to run her tests on the vial of blood. Scott took her advice and walked around to find an unoccupied sleeping bag. There were sleeping bags spread out in rows, almost all of them filled with a sleeping or coughing person. Scott was amazed by the number of people who had gotten sick in the time he had been gone. It was then he notice

The next time Eli woke, sunbeams were dancing on the cave walls. Greer was climbing a tree and looking rather stupid, Marcus was boiling water in one of the metal pots that had been salvaged from Icarus Base, then the Gate site, where their large group had been attacked only a day or so ago, and Rush was nowhere to be seen. Eli stretched and almost fell off of the hard rock that he hadn't remembered falling asleep on. He strolled over to Marcus. "So you guys found fresh water?" he asked. Marcus looked up from the small bubbles that had started to appear in the water. "'Morning sleepyhead", Marcus greeted him. "Yeah, Greer and I went traipsin