Aboard the starship, Lydia and Jake turn on Morning TV News from Earth one morning in the Captain’s Cabin—the toilet flushes. Now eight months pregnant, Lydia opens the door, saying, “Ahhhh, come on. I shouldn’t be having morning sickness in the eighth month of my pregnancy!”
Jake sips coffee in bed, watching the morning news. Lydia pours a cup and sits next to him. Jake reaches over to put his hand on Lydia’s abdomen and rubs it gently.
Jake says, “You’re carrying our child, and that takes full-time attention. That’s what matters.”
Lydia sheds joyful tears, saying, “Jake, you’re a loving husband, and you’ll be an amazing father. I know there’s something special about this child. I did not expect to have a baby. You were right there with me when Ruach, the Spirit of the Lord, told us I was pregnant. Somehow, I knew it. I didn’t question it.”
Jake says, “I heard it, and I believed it. We both accepted it. I keep reminding myself that Ruach speaks in ancient Hebrew. Its English is broken and hard to understand. Everything that D.A.V.I.D. translates sounds like it’s Old English right out of the KJV Bible. When Ruach said, ‘Blessed is the fruit of your womb.’ I knew you were exceptional.”
Lydia says, “I’ve read the Bible. The Holy Spirit, Ruach in Hebrew, appears in different forms in both the first chapter of Ezekiel and the tenth chapter of Revelation. When we met Ruach, it sat on a sapphire throne aboard its spaceship, shifting from an eagle to a lion to an ox to a human and back. Like in the Book of Revelation, Ruach has a rainbow around its head.”
Jake says, “Nobody can make this stuff up or pull it off as a deception. It’s real!”
Lydia says, “Nobody else would believe Ruach appeared to us either. I can hardly believe that what John wrote in the Bible on the Isle of Patmos over two millennia ago is happening now to us.”
Jake says, “Perhaps I should read your Bible to learn more. Whatever happens, I’m here for you and our baby.”
Slowly, Lydia’s eyes begin to tear up. She cries out, “I’m eight months pregnant now. I was not supposed to have any children.”
Jake asks in a soft voice, “How can you say that? Look at you. You’re eight months pregnant. You are meant for this. You’ll be a wonderful mother.”
Lydia says, “Don’t you remember? I told you I had been with Calvin in Houston at NASA for years before we met. We lived together. Well, I had a miscarriage. The doctors said I couldn’t conceive after that, so I never gave another thought about getting pregnant. I assumed I couldn’t. I decided I couldn’t get pregnant.”
Jake says, “I didn’t think I’d ever be a father or a husband. Yet when I met you, you were on my mind, day and night.”
Lydia says, “I believe you.”
Jake kisses Lydia and says, “Look at us! We’re exploring deep space, generating limitless cold-fusion energy, and making protective forcefields for an entire colony on Mars. We use MRIs to cure cancer, build starships, and discover the unknown. I fell head over heels in love with you then and will always be in love with you.”
Lydia hugs Jake and cries on his shoulder. Lydia says, “I’ve got all these hormones and emotions going on. I don’t know what I should feel. I never imagined that being pregnant would be like this.”
Jake laughs. “No one has ever had a pregnancy like yours. Here you are, in your eighth month, and you’re in deep space, millions of kilometers from a Delivery Room. It’s never been done before. We will settle in a new colony that we’re building on Mars. Your nesting behavior does not want you to be in deep space or traveling to Mars now.”
Lydia says, “There’s another thing. We may lose Gravitech and everything we ever accomplished on Earth. Even under Martial Law, the government cannot steal our technologies, buildings, or equipment.”
Jake says, “That’s why we’re taking our technology and everything we have to make a fresh start away from Earth. We can build an advanced colony where they can’t reach or govern us.”
Lydia admits, “Earth has nothing for us to return to.”
Jake says, “I never expected the White Nationalists would be able to topple the democratic governments of Europe and the US within six months of Daniel Duke’s inauguration as President of the United States. The worst thing President Duke does is put Vlad Kovalsky in charge of everything I did as the founder of Gravitech.”
Lydia says, “...and to think, as Director of NASA, I almost made Vlad the Science Officer for the crew of Odyssey. Then, you and Gravitech Industries bought NASA/JPL. I’m glad Vlad is your problem.”
Jake asks, “Didn’t somebody at NASA vet him as a white nationalist?”
Lydia admits, “I think someone in HR falsified his records so he could sabotage us and take over the Odyssey.”
Jake says, “I should fire that White Nationalist in HR.”
D.A.V.I.D. interrupted, “Lydia and Jake, there’s a special news alert from Sochi, Russia. Reporters are interviewing Vlad.”
Lydia asks, “What’s he up to?” She turns on the TV. The Global News Network Channel flashed “Special Report.”
Vlad Kovalsky’s face fills the screen. He stands at a podium surrounded by microphones and people behind him. Lydia turns up the volume. The TV shows Vlad standing in front of a Russian space shuttle. Another human, Ha’aman, with red hair and a full beard, looks very strong and stands at Vlad’s side.
Vlad says, “Citizens of the world, today, I am happy to announce that Russia and the White Nationalists have developed invincible military superiority. We have an impenetrable forcefield protection. We now have Cosmic Ray Cannons to protect us from any extraterrestrial invasion, especially from the Alliance of Planets. Never again will extraterrestrial spaceships threaten Earth.