Sam's Reality: Cape Canaveral, Florida - Kennedy Space Center

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Leeroy wasn't too sure how the night guard at the Kennedy Space Center had acquired Sam's name. He assumed it was the Internet - everything's the Internet's fault these days - but he couldn't be too sure, as the guy looked to be about sixty and the type who wouldn't touch a computer to save his life.

"They're freakin' out the dogs," he said in a Southern accent. "And we ain't been able to photograph 'em, either." He pointed to the large behemoth of metal that could be seen a few miles in the distance. "They're always there."

It was, Leeroy recognized, launch pad 39-B. Jeimu had launched from there not even a year ago.

Why freaks were hanging out around launchpads, Leeroy wasn't certain. He turned to Sam and asked quietly, "What d'you make of all this, eh?"

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Leeroy just shook his head and they walked in silence until they reached the office where the guard started hauling out document after document.

"Okay," he said. "When I give you clearance there are still some rules to adhere to..."

Thirty minutes' worth of reading later, he handed Leeroy a pen.

And Leeroy looked at Sam. "This do fer you?"

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"Just a minute." She looked at the guard evenly. "We've got conditions too."

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"Such as?"

The guard was smiling, but he wasn't happy.

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"Who ever works with us has to listen. If we get someone trying to throw rank in a crisis situation there could be fatalities," she said. "And no talking about anything that happens here."

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A sigh, and the guard nodded. "Fair enough."

Leeroy looked at Sam. "Ain't gonna be that simple," he breathed in an undertone.

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-It never is,- she thought grimly. -If it were any other place or any other kind of situation I'd just leave. But those things are breeding.-

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"Alright, now that we're all on th' same page..." Leeroy picked up the pen and signed.

"We need to get yer ID's, so just go stand over there by the camera," the guard said.

Rolling his eyes, Leeroy did so.

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Sam turned her head toward a flicker of movement at the window, then narrowed her eyes and felt with her senses. Catching nothing unusual, she turned back to watch Leeroy and think funny things at him.

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"And you ma'am," the guard said, shoving the pen in Sam's face.

Leeroy just grinned from his end of the room.

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Her hand closed around the man's wrist like a vice before she could think, then hastily let go. "Don't do that."

Frowning, she took the pen and signed.

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By this point Leeroy was chewing his lip to keep from laughing, even as Sam and Rob joined him.

"Serious business," he said to the two of them before turning away, shaking silently with laughter.