I looked at him. He had a sick worried look on his face. Damn it, he betrayed me, but he did it for a reason. To protect me. Isn't that what a parent ...did for their child?"I wish I knew if you were telling the whole truth. Did you actually care for me at all?" I asked.Vostich answered for him, "He meant everything he said to you, Paul," Vostich said to me.Well, it left a sour taste in my mouth, but I didn't really want him dead."Ok. I knew something was up, but I didn't have all the facts. If I. Paul didn't answer her, but just continued to drag her unceremoniously by the arm towards his home."If ya gonna rape me you bastard, you might as well do it right here and now and let me get on with things." But, Paul ignored this as well.Eventually, they made it to his recently moved into apartment in the converted riverside warehouse. She had continued to scream and rage at him loud enough to wake half of London. At three in the morning, anyone on the street was far more interested in their. A sheepish look was on her face as if she were in trouble for something big.”Y-yes Miss Shapely,” she stammered.Miss Shapely smiled. “You are the only girl in a bikini still wearing her bikini top aren’t you?” There was no answer. “Well are you the only girl still wearing her bikini top or not?” Miss Shapely inquired.Becky looked around and then answered. “Y-Yes Miss Shapely. I am the only girl wearing her bikini top.”“Take it off. Take it off and give it to me now. In fact take off your bikini. The lion's share of that citation's credit goes to Janey. If it wasn't for her, there wouldn't have been any children to save." Janey?" It's the name the ship's AI took for herself," I responded.Janey herself chimed in from the ceiling. "From his journals, it is clear that William Clark did not normally call Sacagawea by her multi-syllabic name. Instead he gave her the nickname Janey, likely derived from the then common usage of the name Jane by military personnel as a generic reference to any.