Disclaimer: Exiles not mine. Judd Winick is THE best Marvel writer out there in the abyss of reality…
Summary: Nocturnes thoughts when they teleport out of the A World Apart universe…
Why?
What kind of sick game is the Tallus trying to pull? John…he sacrificed himself to help rid that Earth of Galactus. Just so they could live, and we could move on.
It was one night in that hotel room. I thought I was dreaming. A human-formed John came to me, and kissed me. I kissed him back. It was only a dream after all… Then I woke up with a start. The T-bird I know came to me, and I had some of the most tender, sweet, and exhilarating sex I've ever experienced.
Then we 'ported to the games, and I was pregnant. I wasn't really sure, but there was no way in any hell that my baby was going to get hurt because of some stupid mistake I made. My baby wasn't, isn't going to suffer because I was skrull entertainment.
Mariko picked up on it first, that say we were in clean up. She knew I was panicky about something. Of course I was. I was two weeks late. Then John had gone all heroic on me, asking that I not help fight. Us Exiles have been together for too long for the rest of the team not to pick up on it. So what choice did I have? Tell, or not. I didn't get the choice, Thunderbird answered for me, with two words that changed the entire atmosphere of the group forever.
"She's pregnant."
Well, that let the cat out of the bag. I still got to fight, piloting the craft. But John didn't like it. He was on the front lines. When the Hulk couldn't get near Galactus and dropped the bomb, I bet John didn't even think. He just picked it up and ran right up to the big purple appetite and pitched the bomb.
Stupid Hero.
Now he's lying alone in some skrull med-bed, without me. I thought we'd stay there until he got better. Mariko said there wasn't any brain activity, but that could change couldn't it? He has great healing power. But now I won't ever know. Tallus took me away from John, the father to my baby. Ripped us away, gave us Sasquatch…as if to replace him.
Well, Sasquatch isn't going to replace him, not ever. My baby isn't going to have a real daddy, just an Uncle Mimic and an Uncle Morph. Well; at least it'll have it Mommy. I'm not leaving my baby.
Damn that Tallus.
Why?