I got a request to write a story about Circe reconciling with her parents. In my own headcanon, her parents are dead. You'll notice their lack of presence in my stories. I was asked to give it a happy ending so I must therefore make it another AU. Circe's life story is influenced somewhat by SunBinamra's story Hear Me Roar. I wrote this thinking about the events in SunBinamra's story. The story is rated M so if you want to read it , you'll have to change your rating filter. There's nothing in there that's terrible (ie. smut) but there are adult situations. Read the warnings. On another note, if you haven't read SunBinamra's stories, you should. Her writing and stories are excellent. So I hope you and the person I wrote this for enjoys this story.
I do not own GenRex or this idea.
"So then Rex said I want ballet shoes too!" Caesar ended his story.
Everyone burst out laughing, except Rex.
"I don't remember that." Rex pouted. "I'm pretty sure you made that up, bro."
"I have pictures somewhere of you wearing a tutu." Caesar began rummaging through his pockets.
"No, no. You don't have to show us nada." Rex objected.
"Says you! I want to see." Noah interjected.
Walter, Tuck, and Claire echoed their desire to see Rex in a tutu as well. Beverly and Cricket noticed that Circe was very quiet.
"Hey, you okay?" Cricket nudged her friend.
"Hmm? Oh yeah, fine." She said unconvincingly.
"Are you sure? You don't seem like yourself." Beverly added.
"I'm tired. I think I'll turn in." Circe quickly said.
"It's only 7." Beverly protested.
"Yeah, it was a long day." Circe said getting up and stretching. "See you guys in the morning. She left the group. Beverly watched her go with a worried expression. When she was out of earshot, she shoved Rex.
"Go talk to her." She ordered.
"Quewha?" Rex asked surprised. "Talk to who?"
Cricket smacked him over his head. "Your girlfriend, you numb nut."
"About what?" Rex asked still confused.
"Look, clearly something is bothering her. Go see what it is." Beverly said.
"Then why don't you two go? You girls are always talking about… girl stuff." Rex grumbled.
"Rex," Beverly took a deep breath. "This is a job for her boyfriend. So go be a good one and go talk to her."
"Or so help us, we'll kick your butt." Cricket snapped.
"Okay, okay, jeeze." Rex complied reluctantly. He got up and followed after Circe.
"He's so clueless." Cricket shook her head.
"He'll learn someday." Beverly said confidently.
"Hopefully, before he gets killed." Cricket noted.
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Rex walked sulkily to Circe's room. When he got there he pulled his hands out of his pocket. Knocking once, he got no answer. He tried again with no response. Rex started drumming on the door with his hands when the door slid open and he accidently smacked Circe in the face.
"Owww! What the heck?" She clutched her face.
"Oh, oh, oh, I'm so sorry." Rex gasped. He tired to get a look at the damage.
"I think you broke my nose." Circe went back inside her room. Rex followed her, continuing to babble.
"You didn't answer the first time so I thought I'd try to get your attention." Rex explained.
"By playing a mamba on my face?" Her voice was muffled in the bathroom.
"I didn't know you were going to open the door so suddenly." Rex protested. "Let me see." When there was no response, he added. "Please?"
Circe came out with eyes narrowed.
Rex sucked in his breath. "Well… it's not too bad. The bruise should go away in two or three days. You can hide it with some make up."
"What do you want, Rex?" Circe sighed tiredly.
"Uh, you looked upset so I thought you'd… you know want to talk and junk." Rex shrugged.
"Did Cricket or Beverly put you up to it?" She asked.
"Kinda both." He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck.
Circe nodded. "Should have known." She walked past him and plopped onto her bed. "I'm fine, Rex. You can go. I release you to the wild to places where you don't have to have awkward conversations."
"Okay, that was sarcasm. I can be sarcastic too." He paused trying to think of something sarcastic to say. "I love awkward conversations. Caesar's my brother, after all. So tell me what's bothering you… unless it's girl problems. I don't need to know about that."
Circe laughed in spite of herself. "You're so stupid… but cute." She sat up and looked at him. "You're lucky you have a brother."
"Okay?" Rex looked confused. "Is this some weird girl-speak for something?"
Circe threw her pillow at him. "Just shut up and listen if you really want to know."
Rex caught the pillow in midair. "Sorry, sorry. Please continue, oh mercurial one."
"You have family, Rex. You had a mom and a dad who loved you. You still have a brother, and for all his faults, he cares about you. You have Abuela in Mexico. You have Six and Dr. Holiday. Heck, you even have Bobo!" The words tumbled out of her mouth in a rush of anger. "And I'm alone." With her final words, it seemed like her whole body deflated and she became small. She pulled her legs up to her chest and placed herhead between her knees.
"Are you going to cry? Oh gosh, don't cry. Uh, uh, you're not alone. I'm here…. And do you need a tissue? Where are the tissues? Oh bathroom." Rex got up in a panic.
"Relax. I'm not crying." Circe pulled her head up and glared at him.
Rex gave a sigh of relief. "Great, because I don't do well with crying."
Circe placed her feet on the ground and looked at Rex. "I'm fine now. You can go."
Rex almost took her at her word but stopped when he really saw her face. Instead of leaving he sat next to her.
"What happened to your parents?" He asked.
Circe looked away and shrugged. "When they found out I was an EVO they kicked me out. But they weren't much of parents anyway. Always too self-absorbed to care about me. I think father always wanted a son and mom wanted to live vicariously through me. Did you know I took ballet?" She suddenly stood up and without warning, Rex was looking at her standing on the tip of her toes. Then just as sudden she fell back on the bed. "Ow, that still hurts." She rubbed her feet.
"I didn't know that." Rex said awed.
"Yeah, there's a lot you don't know." Circe said grimly.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Rex asked.
"You never asked." Circe said.
"Yes, I did! You always give me that look so I assumed you don't want to talk about…" Rex stopped. "Oh wait, it's one of those I have to make you talk about it type things, isn't it?"
"It's in the past. It wasn't pleasant and I don't want to relive it." Circe answered.
"Well, how about the future?" Rex asked.
Circe turned to look at him. "What are you talking about?"
"Well, a long time has past. People change." Rex said. Then a second later his eyes lit up. "Hey, we should find them!"
"What?" Circe stared at him.
"Yeah, it's been years. I'm sure they must have been worried about you." Rex continued.
"Were you listening?" Circe huffed. "They threw me out."
"Family does all sorts of stupid things, like when Caesar didn't bother telling me that I had the meta-nanite and tried to protect me by slapping an EVO collar on me." Rex said. "But deep down we do things because we care about each other."
"I fail to see how throwing me out shows their care." Circe said dryly.
"What can it hurt?" Rex asked.
"Hmmm, years in therapy perhaps?" Circe countered.
"There's no guarantee we'd find them anyway. And if we don't then that's cool. But if we do, you can have some closure and gain a whole new family." Rex said enthusiastically. "Come on, aren't you even a little curious?"
"I… guess?" Circe was hesitant. "This could be a healing experience or it could rip open old wounds and rub salt into it."
"I'll be with you every step of the way." Rex said softly.
Circe looked into his bright, honest eyes. Against her better judgment, she nodded. "All right."
"Great! We start first thing in the morning." He beamed. Giving her a kiss on the forehead, he bounded up and left.
"What have I done?" She wondered out loud.
