AuthorNotes: Wow, a few of you responded really fast to my question, thank you. Glad to know my stories are still half good. This one is a little late, but hey its here. Hope you enjoy.

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Marcadia, Prison complex, Females wing, Cell Block A-2, Two Days Earlier

Angela was pacing her cell when Clank clacked up to the cell door to cleared his throat to get her attention. Angela snapped around to look at him and instantly got mad at the two standing behind him.

"You told them?!" She asked pointing at Ratchet and Sasha. Clank didn't flinch away from her.

"Of coruse. I felt that Ratchet and Sasha should be informed of your theory" Ratchet and Sasha stared ahead at Angela not speaking. It was a tense moment. Fiannly Angela sighed

"Look, I'm sorry" Ratchet and Sasha looked at each other before looking back at her.

"So, You're theory is that somebody copied you're suit?" Ratchet asked as he reached forward and deactivated her cell door.

"You don't have anything more then that?" Sasha added as they sat down on Angela's cot.

Angela shook her head. "No, It was all I wanted to voice earlier. I have more that seems to make sense now that I have had a chance to think about it" Ratchet and Sasha looked at each other again

"Thought about what?" they asked at the same time. Angela smiled impishly "alright listen closely. After all was said and done with the Protopet disaster. There was only one person, group, thing that was unhappy with the results. The only ones that didn't get a good ending." Angela paused as a guard walked by then she leaned in and whispered into Ratchet and Sasha's ears. Ratchets eyes widened in shock

"Them? Really?" Angela nodded as Sasha looked confused

"Who are they?" She asked as Ratchet rubbed the bridge of his forehead.

"Some people who gave us a real hard time while me and Clank were in the Bogon Galaxy" Sasha cocked her eyebrows and hoped she would get a better explanation later. A thought suddenly sparked through her head and she began to stare into space thoughtfully

"You have an Idea right?" Ratchet asked while watching her. Sasha nodded slowly

"Yeah, Not sure Angela would like it though. The only way I see it is that we need to draw them out. Prove there's a copy of you're suit out there." Angela nodded

"I thought about that, and I have an idea for that as well. Mock Trial. Prove me guilty and send me away, If they are who I think they are. They wont be able to resist a gloat" Ratchet nodded.

"You think it will work Sasha?" she nodded again

"Yea. let's do it"

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Starship Phoenix, In-route to Bogon Galaxy, Lounge Area. Present Day

"Well I admit the attempt to kill you was unplanned for" Ratchet stated blandly as they all entered the lounge and sat down on the couch. Angela was still nursing her sore arms.

"Which is quite sad really, we should have thought of that" Angela replied dropping onto the couch. Sasha walked up to the VG-9000 and bent over to turn it on. As she picked up the controller a spasm shook her body and she dropped the control with a loud thunk. Ratchet was by her side in an instant guiding her to the couch.

Sasha was still shuddering from the pain that was carving shudders up her spine. Ratchet leaned down and looked her in the eyes

"It's back?" He asked gently. She nodded slowly

"Yeah, It was gone for a while but this one hurt. Badly. The Nano-Tech lasts shorter and shorter each time."

Ratchet leaned forward and hugged her as she shivered and tears ran quietly down her face. Angela watched silently from the side as they held each other. Till Sasha dried her eyes and kissed Ratchet gently before standing up and walking out of the room. Ratchet watched her go with worry plain in his eyes.

Angela broke the silence. "What's wrong with her?" Ratchet jumped like he forgot Angela was there

"Oh, uh, There was a scuffle a little while ago. She got kidnapped at the end, and was exposed to some dangerous things. Even now the pain still comes though. Nano-Tech does nothing for her anymore. She just has to sit there and wait it out." He sighed as he sat down on the couch "It gets worse every time, I'm worried that we won't be able to find a way to stop it."

Angela stared at him for a bit "You love her don't you" It was a statement, not a question. Ratchet looked over at her "Yeah, We were planning our wedding before all this went down" Angela looked down.

"We better get some rest Ratchet, We're going to need it." Angela laid down on the couch as Ratchet stood up and walked out the door of the lounge.

"I work in Genetics, I'll find someway to help her. I owe Ratchet that much"

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Starpship Phoenix, Commanders room.

Ratchet triggered the door and winced at the slight hiss it made, afraid of disturbing Sasha

"It's okay Ratchet, I'm still awake" He sighed at the sound of her voice. She sounded like she recovered from her pain attack of earlier.

He looked around the room, his eyes allowing him to see in the semi darkness of the room. He spotted Sasha sitting on the edge of the bed with her arms wrapped around her stomach. He walked over and sat next to her on the bed and put his hand around her. She leaned into his warmth and strength.

"Are you sure you're okay?" She nodded slowly

"It was bad earlier. The pain made me sick" She cradled her stomach again as tears fell down her face.

"We'll get through this Sash, I promise" It killed him that after all she had been through that this was still affecting her, and how he or any of the doctors in the galaxy couldn't do anything to help her. Ratchet stiffened suddenly as a thought struck him.

"The Galaxy, Solona Galaxy didn't hold any answers, but maybe Bogon does. Fizwidget does owe me"

"What is it Ratchet?" Sasha asked as she felt him stiffen.

Ratchet didn't want to give her any hope only to have it dashed "It's nothing, Let's just go to sleep" He leaned back into the bed and dragged Sasha over to him.

AuthorNotes2: Review please, Even if its just to say high, seeing a review alert in my email lets me know that people are still reading, and I usualy reply to those who do. (unless I'm tired and just too lazy ^_^)