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Grayson had lowered his gun slightly when the shout rang out to cease fire. He blinked in shock as Amy embraced the alien that had stepped forward, called him 'dad'. He barely had time to process this info before the alien slapped Amy and knocked her over, his gun shot back up to a ready stance, aimed dead-center between the alien commander's eyes. Even with the few they had downed, the troopers still outnumbered them 9 to 4, including the commander, and all of the troopers had responded to Grayson's threat quickly by bringing their guns around, ready to fire if ordered.

[i]'Real powder-keg here'[/i] Grayson thought, not letting up on his aim [i]'Gotta stop gettin' meself into these situations'[/i]

Lataniva spoke, reminding Amy of their orders, and posing the option of taking the commander prisoner if need be.
"Way I'm seein' it, there's two ways this goes" Grayson addressed the commander "Either I pull this trigger, and blow your brains over this hallway, your boys fire back and probably kill us, unless my psionic friend and our backup gets there first. Or, and this is the more preferable option to me at least, given that I get to live, you back off, order your men to stand down and we discuss a compromise like civilized people. You're not gonna order them to fire, not when there's a chance your daughter gets caught in the crossfire. And I understand that, if you'll allow me to say, it'd be an awful waste of such beauty and skill. So that leaves us here at the crossroads don't it? Amy, it's your call, what path are we goin' down?"