Cortin frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"Michael--" Chang said cautioningly.

"If I don't tell her, he will." Odeon sighed, rubbed the back of his

neck. "And there's no way to break it easy--"

"I am the Protector, then," Cortin said flatly. "When that man called

me that yesterday, I had the oddest feeling . . . tried to tell myself

it was only because he believed it, but . . ."

"Acting, but yeah. He says you're going to start feeling the worship

directed at you soon."

"I already have, I think. The other part of what made me think he was

right. Sort of a cross between extra energy and feeling like I've

eaten too much." Cortin smiled at him. "Keeping it from me this long

was a favor, Mike--and now, telling me that I'm only Acting is a

definite relief. I can handle it for awhile, knowing I won't have to

do it forever." She turned to the Pope. "How long, and who's the real

one?"

"Less than six months, and I do not know. If I did, I am certain I

would not be allowed to tell you." He gave her a thin smile. "Despite

my powers, I do operate under constraints; only the Creator is

all-powerful, and I, like you, am one of the created."

Cortin chuckled. "Less than six months I can handle, and I'm sure I'll

know the real one when He or She appears."

"At the proper time, if not immediately. In the meantime, can you

answer my question?"

"Mike?"

"I don't see any harm," Odeon said.

"I'll do it, then. Provided Mike and Dave are also concelebrants."

"That would be even better," Lucius agreed. "It would also be well if

Lieutenant Chang were to offer the Communion of Promise afterward."

"I would be pleased to do so," Chang said. "Does your change of heart

include reparations for the damage you did to Colonel Cortin?"

"I hadn't considered that, but I suppose it should include correcting

the damage, though I will not modify the added sensitivity you gave

her; that is the best I can do in the way of reparations." He paused

for a few seconds. "There, done. I can do nothing about your

fertility, Colonel; that, if it is done at all, will be up to the true

Protector."

Cortin smiled. "I never thought I'd be saying this, but thank you.

This whole thing is a great relief to me--the real Protector coming,

the Brotherhood ordered disbanded even if most of it won't obey, you

supporting the Families and promoting devotion to the Protector . . . I

wouldn't have believed any of it a day ago. Everything coming together

so well, and so suddenly--a much better ending than I'd dared hope for."

"Ending, Colonel?" Lucius shook his head, his expression grim. "An

end to this phase, perhaps, and some time to prepare for the next--but

this phase has been nothing but a preliminary. We have not yet even

reached the decision point--which will, by the way, not be the sort of

confrontation you fear; no one will come to harm there. The decision

made at that point will be the true beginning, and the best-case

outcome will be a war more destructive of life than any so far in this

universe's history."

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