Against Gravity

After several minutes the worst of it had passed. Kendrick reached into the pockets of the spacesuit – and finally found what he was looking for.

28 October 2096 The Edge of Infinity

Kendrick only realized that he had indeed lost consciousness when he awoke some minutes later.

As he held on to a rung he felt the entire station tremble under him. The stars twisted and flickered as if distorted by a vast lens. A sudden powerful spasm rolled through the hull and finally Kendrick lost his grip. He spun away, the spacesuit's safety cord snapping out to its full length but holding firm. Slowly he drew himself back and took a firm grip again on a couple of rungs. He didn't even want to begin to think of the damage already done to his body tissues during the time he had spent in full vacuum.

Kendrick looked out to the distant curvature of the Earth as it slipped past his point of view and saw a blaze of light appear at the edge of its globe. Sunlight scattered across the Archimedes, and the suit's visor darkened automatically.

"Kendrick, listen to me. Where are you?"

He recognized Buddy's voice coming over a private cha

"Jesus, I can't believe you're still alive. I mean… no, I don't know how you did it, but I can see you."

"I've got the detonator, Buddy. And I'm pretty sure Draeger didn't manage to send anything Earthside."

"Just a minute, you've got the trigger? The nuclear trigger? Christ. I…no, wait, Kendrick, listen to me. You're not thinking of doing anything, are you?"

Kendrick floated in the silence of space. Had those cracks visible in the side of the station been there before? No, of course not. Black lines now extended far and wide across the surface of its vast cylinder. He pulled out the detonator and studied it, remembering McCowan's words.

A ghostly light burned from deep within the cracks.

"Buddy?" he said. "Buddy, what's happening inside there?"

Buddy laughed. "You didn't see any of it, did you? I can't begin to describe what it's like… just light, everywhere." Buddy was gasping hard, as if he'd just run a couple of miles. "You can't begin to imagine. Everyone else is safe in a pressurized area, and all we can do is hope it stays that way until we're through. Look, just stay where you are. I'm almost there. I-"

Static crackled across the sound of Buddy's voice, like waves crashing upon a shore, and washed the last of his words away. Kendrick gripped the detonator a little harder, looking back the way he had come. He saw another spacesuited figure moving rapidly towards him across the rungs.

Great chasms of light flickered from deep inside the Archimedes. A gantry broke loose and spun outwards from the space station, trailing fragments of metal. Kendrick pulled himself closer to the hull and watched as the debris spiralled away into the darkness. There was now no sign of Draeger's shuttle.

Space rippled again, and the light from stars older than the universe itself spilled across the hull of the Archimedes.

Buddy pulled himself speedily over the rungs until he and Kendrick came face to face. Visor to visor, Kendrick could see the sweat on the other man's brow. He held up the detonator so that Buddy could see his finger poised just above the button.

"You're not going to do it," said Buddy, more a statement than a question.

"Here's what I've been thinking." Kendrick gripped the detonator hard, terrified of letting go of it. "The Bright were contaminated with Robert Vincenzo's deranged thoughts. Correct?"

"You tell me, Kendrick."

"Then bear with me. Robert's contamination damaged the Bright's chances of successfully passing through the wormhole leading to the Omega."

Buddy waited, mute. Kendrick continued. "McCowan came to me one last time. He knew what I was thinking, what was ru

Buddy waited while Kendrick continued. "The Bright were infected with Robert's insanity. When I looked into Peter's thoughts, what I saw told me that it might be too late."

They rode on a mountain of steel and rock into a great shining chasm of light. The wormhole was preparing to suck them through.

"You can see that it's happening," Buddy implored him. "We'll be there soon. Doesn't that mean anything to you?"

Kendrick laughed shakily. "I only want what's real."

"You could let go of the detonator. You don't need it any more."

Kendrick looked back towards the Earth. "The Archimedes might not go through. Until we know one way or the other, I'm hanging on to this."

Buddy made a move forward and Kendrick jerked away, holding the device out between them.

"The Archimedes will go through," Buddy insisted, his voice hoarse. "For Christ's sake, Kendrick-"

"No, listen to me. If the Archimedes goes through, then that's it – it's gone. You'll have got where you wanted to be, thanks to a man complicit in one of the greatest acts of mass murder of our century, but I guess you aren't worrying about that too much." Buddy's eyes were filled with desperate panic while Kendrick continued. "But if it doesn't go through – if you've got it wrong and there's any chance that Los Muertos or any other pack of lunatics could come here and grab something powerful enough to destroy a solar system, then I hit the button. Do you understand me? I hit the button."

"Fine, okay." Buddy nodded, his expression tense. "But it will go through."

Kendrick laughed, surprised at how ragged the sound was. "Maybe it will, Buddy. Maybe it will."

He pushed himself back a little until he bounced against one of the lower girders of the satellite array, wedging himself there into a narrow space. "Come near me meanwhile," he insisted, "and I'll blow the station anyway. Better that than risk the alternatives, don't you think?"

Buddy stared back, his expression unreadable.

Kendrick glanced towards the Earth, wondering if that view of it would be the last thing he would ever see. Half a dozen tiny lights burned now between the Archimedes and the world below. More shuttles on their way, Kendrick thought, hoping to salvage whatever's left – if there is anything left.

They waited there, suspended between Heaven and Earth.