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"Lissa is not injured," Karzac hi Tony to jump "I would know; I am a healer and physician for the Saa Thalarr," he inforreen-gold eyes The cureonly physician side of him was present and in hurricane force At least Karzac's hair was co patients in the last half hour "I caed to poison with her blood have now been healed; I and one of my associates have taken care of your little faux pas," Karzac glared accusingly at Tony "I certainly hope you have learned so one"

I was off the bed and hugging Karzac in a nanosecond Itoo, if my sniffles were any indication "Thank you, thank you, thank you," I may have kissed Karzac, I was so happy

"Lissa, that is the least I can do; you saved Dragon and my planet," Karzac held me away from him

"I don't care," I wiped tears off my face "I felt so awful about those men"

"I know I o now" Karzac beamed and disappeared

"That was Karzac," I made a face at Tony "I have to dress Go away"

"You really were off-planet?" Tony stood and followed me into my bathroom I wasn't prepared to have a conversation about aliens with the former Director of the Joint NSA/Homeland Security Depart

"I really was off-planet Now go away before Gavin catches you in here I' about your death a second time" I pointed toward the bathroom door

"You were upset about that, weren't you?" Tony was grinning again and not taking the hint "Come on; admit it—you care about me"

"Tony, Gavin will remove your head I don't want that to happen Shoo Go away Go have breakfast or dinner or whatever"

"I already ate; you're the one who can't get up at the right tio"

"So, doing your usual, huh? Co miserable, just because you can?" I had hands on ht to look down at hoas dressed and sure enough, h my thin, stretchy pajama top Tony hadn't failed to notice either

"Do I have to throw you out? Is that what you're waiting for?" I was truly gru aton my bedside table so I stalked past Tony to snatch it up and answer It was Winkler

"What the hell is going on? I just heard from Weldon that Hancock is a vas

"News travels fast, I guess," I ood as mine "Do you want to talk to him?"

"He's there?" Winkler asked I didn't bother with an answer; I handed the phone to Tony

"Hancock here," Tony said Honestly, that blunt Director of the Joint NSA/Hoo away, even if he were a baby vamp

"Holy shit, they weren't lying," Winkler muttered

"No, not in the least," Tony acknowledged "A va ation in Paris when my hotel was bo He saved me the only way he could"