Thoughts of a father who lost his daughter

GENRES: Vignette

RATING: G
SPOILERS: ...and Jesus brought a casserole
SUMMARY:
Lydeckers thoughts when he tells Max that she's "inspired" by his wife

DISCLAIMER:
All characters who appear in this story belong to their respective
creators, including Cameron/Eglee Productions and 20th Century
Studios. No money is being made from the use of these characters.

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Thoughts of a father who lost his daughter
by Eve


" I did love somebody once...deeply. In my eyes, she approached perfection. When she was murdered, I kept a small part of her alive... in you."

Already as this words escape my mouth I'm sure she'll tear my head of if I go into further details. The way she looks at me after I made this comment only supports my intuition. But then, when I hear her voice I relax a little bit. Just a little. With an X5 like her, you never know what's coming next.

" You're telling me I'm some kind of clone of an old girlfriend? "

I may be crazy, but so crazy, no...preferably I would tell her that a clone could never be like the original and that she'd apparently not listened to what I told them about genitcs back in the classroom. But I keep silent and remember what I said to Logan Cale once. *All they need is a trigger.* Anyhow, I have to give her an answer.

" No. Not a copy. More... inspired by. She was my wife. You have her eyes. "

Now I've crossed the border between rational thoughts and the feelings I had and still have for my little hometown sweetheart. If I turn my head, I'll not see an X5 at the drivers' seat, I'll just see an angel with Maries' eyes. But then I do it because I want to see her reaction. Apparently the look I used to have every time I saw Marie came into my eyes, because 452 grabs my neck like she wants to break it. And I'll swear she would do it without any "the morning after-regrets".

" Don't you ever look at me like that again. Ever. "

I notice the anger in her voice. I know I'm not that kind of company everyone likes. Especially she and her brothers and sisters out here hate me. I accept that and I understand why they hate me, so I nod my head and she lets go of me. But hell, why am I so damned jealous, why do I hate Cale for every moment he spent with her ?

I feel like a father who lost his daughter.

END

R+R, please