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Chapter 17:

I wake up and notice something odd, Sam is cuddling with my arm in her sleep. I guess David really wasn't kidding. I slowly and carefully pull my arm from Sam's grip, and then go to the kitchen. David is already up, cooking something.

"Good-morning, Voro"

"Hello David. What is that you're making?"

"Bacon, Eggs, Toast and pancakes. A classic breakfast for anyone"

I take a sniff, liking the food I can smell. The food we had in the Covenant didn't taste or smell nearly as good, although it was a lot healthier for us. Human food, not so much. Considering all the chemicals humans put in their food, I can see why. I'm going to have to start exercising, as I do not want to end up with a bad condition of health.

"Hey, can you bring down some plates from the cupboard? Get some glasses too"

I open the cupboard and see multiple sizes of plates and cups. Why so many?

"Which sizes?"

"3 large plates and 3 medium glasses"

I pull out the plates and cups and place them on the counter-top. I hear something behind me, scaring me for a second: It's only Sam.

"Well good-morning there, sleepy-head. How many strips of bacon do you want?"

"Huh? Oh, I'll just have two"

"Well, small amounts for small stomachs"

"I can still eat a lot, just not in the mornings"

After setting the table up with cutlery and a 3 litre bottle of something called "Orange Juice", David starts serving our plates.

"How many strips of bacon do you want, big-boy?"

"Big-boy?"

"You're tall as, bro. And you are male, aren't you? So, that's what you are; A big boy. Anyway, how many strips?"

"How many am I allowed?"

"Sam?"

"Serve yours first, then give him the rest"

"Fair enough. I ain't seen him exercise though"

"Yes, speaking of that, you wouldn't happen to know if they have exercise programs anywhere?"

"I'll have a look after breakfast"

We start eating breakfast when I notice the sky is blurred a bit. The dust from the explosion last night is still in the air. Sam and David are talking about something. I can't really hear what they're saying, and don't really care. That is until I'm asked a question. "Voro, what was your rank in the Covenant?"

"During what time, before the Covenant fell, or after?"

"After"

"Zealot Spec Ops"

"That's pretty highly ranked"

"Not so much as before the Great Shism, I was Field General before then. Why do you need this information?"

"Captain Rodgers needs it for your profile history, as the investigation ends tomorrow"

"Hmm.."

After breakfast was finished, Sam and David went looking on their phones for a fitness centre I can apply for. They find none, as not many Sangheili live on Earth.

"Well, I guess we're going to have to settle for going on runs"

"Wait, why don't we see if Rodgers can do something for us?"

"What, military training? It's not really the best way to stay in shape after surviving a fucking cruiser crash"

"We should at-least try. Voro, what do you think?"

"The Captain is a rather nice human, so we could give him a try"

"Seriously? Fine, I'll call him"

Sam does just that, except the Captain doesn't pick up. Sam receives a message a second later. "At overview for the case, meet at sub-office".

"Al-right, we should probably get there before the meeting ends. David, you can look after the house while we're out"

"Only if you get me a brown-sugared coffee from McDonald!"

We make our way down the street. I look up at what's left of the Command Centre; Humans are getting ready to de-construct the building so it doesn't fall down. They work pretty fast compared to us, but that's probably because we reinforce our buildings heavily. No one likes a crumbling house...

The Sub-Office is quite literally what it describes: A small office building, a branch of a larger company or so. Although it's quite packed for a small building like this, but it's probably because of the explosion in the main building. Humans really can cause havoc on each other.

Captain Rodgers is standing at the door, with a worried expression.