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Julie's green eyes darkened with desire as she noticed how deep blue Emily's eyes looked at that<br />

moment. Leaning forwards as well, almost as if she wished to kiss the First Guardian, which is<br />

exactly what she did want to do at the moment, Julie purred.<br />

"Keep it up First Guardian, and I'm going to tie you down somewhere and make certain that I<br />

have you all to myself for a night."<br />

A dark eyebrow arched at that and Emie grinned.<br />

"Is that a threat or a promise?"<br />

Ohhhh… I love playing with her.<br />

"Definitely a promise."<br />

"One I'm going to keep you to sweetheart."<br />

Emily looked like she was going to say something more, but an insistent beeping sounded in the<br />

background. Scowling in the direction of what Julie assumed where her ready room doors, Emily<br />

muttered something under her breath before looking back to Julie.<br />

"You be careful out there. Promise?"<br />

"I promise. Take care Emie. I miss you."<br />

The smile that she got in return for that eased the ache that had been present in the pit of her soul<br />

ever since she had left the First Guardian's side.<br />

"Miss you too, shortie."<br />

With a wink Emily disappeared from the screen before Julie could growl in outrage over that<br />

nickname.<br />

She was just about to step away from the panel when the screen activated itself. Blinking in<br />

surprise the red head cautiously approached the com panel. Instead of the normal black screen it<br />

was now showing a test pattern, with an indicator light at the bottom, which showed that the com<br />

panel was linking to the Imperial communications grid once more.<br />

It took a bit longer to connect then it had when she called Emily. Still, in a few moments the test<br />

pattern disappeared, to be replaced with a familiar, if unexpected, figure.<br />

Dressed in an early twentieth century flapper's dress, complete with short cut black hair, and<br />

pearl necklace, Betty was surprising sight. Not one that many people enjoyed, since Betty, even<br />

though she was sentient, was an Artificial Intelligence program. She'd been designed <strong>by</strong> those<br />

few Bak'ra who had been on Earth before the arrival of the Tiri, and had been used in an attempt

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