DISCLAIMER: I do not only an of the Swans Crossing characters. I have said my peace. Deal with it.

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And So It Begins

Captain Elia Walker set in his chair, starring nervously at the clock hanging on Leda's wall.

She should have been home by now.

He attempted to clear his head, to not to think about the past, and to stay away from the future. But time was running out. He had no more than a month, so naturally things would be stressful until then. But if they could surpass that date, they would be safe for another two years. Then, she would be eighteen…still not old enough, but older at least.

Please don't let it be now. She's too young. She's not ready.

He was aware that strangers had come to town. He could feel it in his bones that something was not right— a sharp clanging signaled the hatch of the Leda being opened.

Captain Walker sat up straight as his daughter descended down the ladder.

"Where have you been? Do you know what time it is?"

"I've been working on the stage for the concert. Its in three days Dad. We were putting the finishing touches on it."

"Your curfew is at 11:00. You're late."

Callie stared at her father and then turned to look at the old clock. "By five minutes. That's really not late." Callie was shocked to see her dad avoid her eyes. "What's wrong?"

"I've been thinking. We've been here for several months, right? I mean all you wanted to do was to see the town your dad grew up in. Now you have. So I think its about time that we head on our way."

Callie felt her heart drop. "You want to leave?"

"I think it's time." He paused. "It isn't safe here."

She looked at her father in disbelief. "It isn't safe from what? You always go on and on about safety. But you've never told me what it is that is such a terrible danger. Dad, what is it that is so

scary."

He was quiet for a minute. "I'm just trying to protect you."

"I'm not a child. I'm not always going to need to be protected." She replied as she headed through the door that separated her bunk from the main living quarter.

Her father watched her shut the door behind her. "You're my child." He whispered. "And yet there are some things that even I can not protect you from." Barek was under his bike when he heard the door to the Tool-N-Die creak open. "We're not open yet," he shouted out.

"I didn't come to have work done. I came to talk to you."

Barek paused at the voice, then slowly slid out from under his bike. "Captain Walker. What a surprise. What can I help you with?"

Later that night, when Callie came home, again, her father was waiting for her.

"Don't say a word." She started. "I was home on time."

Her father watched her for a minute. "I've been doing some thinking," he replied. I know you do not want to leave town. So, I've come out with an alternative."

Callie ran to hug her father. "So we don't have to leave?" She asked excitably.

"No." her father answered.

"So what's this alternative?"

Captain Walker beamed at his daughter. "I've hired you a bodyguard. Barek, can you come in here please?"

Ok, so here is the first chapter of this fanfic. I've been planning this out for a while and have actually started on it several times, but something has always happened. Stay tuned for the next installment to find out exactly who is the big bad that is targeting Callie, and why they want her.