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A/N: This takes place one year after the events of Outlaw Star. Gene's mother comes to town. I thought Gene had to get his bad habits from somewhere, his father looked too upstanding. The show didn't mention anything about Gene's mother. This fic is rated T for language and crude humor. I don't own Outlaw Star, I own shit.

--OUTLAW STAR--

On a grey drizzly day, a crazy woman with a taste for Bloody Marys walked through the door of Starwind and Hawkings Enterprises.

Jim, the twelve-year-old genius, was typing at the computer doing diagnostics work on the Outlaw Star (and balancing the checkbook). Melfina was cooking dinner. Gene was asleep after a night on the town, he could be heard snoring from all the way upstairs.

There was a knock at the door. Melfina left the soup she was cooking alone after setting the timer and walked to door. She opened it and repeated what Jim told her to say.

"Welcome to Starwind & Hawking Enterprises, we solve every kind of problem."

"Great." The woman in the doorway said. She looked to be in her late forties, her hair had turned white and was bound in a high ponytail. She wore a long cowhide coat, it wasn't buttoned and two pistols could be clearly seen on her belt. She carried a leather suitcase in her right hand.

"Would you like to come in?" Melfina asked.

"Yes, thank you." The woman hung her coat on the rack. She looked around the 'office'. "Where's your boss?"

"Gene's asleep," Jim said, "but you can tell me."

"What a cute little secretary." The woman sat down on the couch, she caught sight of Gilliam and picked him up. "So what's with the pink pill?"

"I am the main computer of the spaceship Outlaw Star. I am not a pink pill."

"But why's it pink?"

"I would like to know that as well," Gilliam replied.

The woman put Gilliam down. "You promise to tell your boss the details young man?"

"It's Jim Hawkings." Jim said, "and yes I'll tell Gene the details."

"Alright 'Mr. Hawkings'. I'm Gwenevere Kidd Thompson but call me Gwen. I'm looking for my son, Eugene Thompson."

"Do you have a picture?"

Gwen shook her head.

"A description then?"

"He should be in his early twenties, red hair, blue eyes, foul mouth. Oh yeah, and a birthmark on his ass that looks like a star. I doubt you'll ever get a look at that view but you never know. I'll give you all this if you can find him."

Gwen put the suitcase on the table and opened it. If Gene had been awake, his first words would have been 'Holy Shit!' The case completely full of the largest denomination of Wong there was.

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After Jim and Melfina's initial shock wore off it was back to business.

"Hey Mel? You don't think…"

The timer dinged on dinner. Melfina ignored Jim's question to take care of dinner.

"I'll be right back Gwen. I'm going to go get my boss." Jim headed up the stairs; after getting an air horn from a cabinet in the kitchen.

Gene was sound asleep snoring. He was tangled up in the sheets fully dressed.

"No Bella, no more, let's just…" Gene mumbled.

"Geez Gene," Jim put the air horn next to Gene's air and pushed the button.

Melfina and Gwen jumped at the sound.

"Goddammit Jim!" Gene threw a pillow at Jim. "I told you not to do that!"

"But Gene there's a client that says it we find her son she'll pay us big money. There looks like enough money to pay off half the debt to Fred."

"Are you serious?"

Jim nodded.

Gene hopped out of bed, did a cursory grooming in the mirror, then practically jumped down the stairs. At the bottom he froze. His neck turned around slowly like a badly greased metal gear.

"Geney!" Gwen yelled. "Why don't you come give your mother a hug!"

"Bite me!" Gene retreated up the stairs and hid under his bed.

Gwen chased after him. She frowned at the poster behind his bed; it was too 'sexy' to have with a twelve-year-old around. She looked down and saw Gene's feet sticking out from under the bed.

"Nice try."

Gwen grabbed a hold of his feet and pulled. Gene felt himself being pull and grabbed a bedpost. Gwen's motherly induced strength was too great and Gene lost his grip on the bedpost. Gwen pulled him out into a hug. A very old and worn magazine of the pornographic nature slid out with him. Jim (who was still there) kicked it back under Gene's bed before Gwen saw it.

Gwen dragged Gene back down the stairs to the couch all the while chattering about how much she missed him. Jim followed chuckling the whole time. Gwen sat down on the couch hugging Gene and still chattering on, she stopped long enough to tell Jim he could have the money.

"Now before I continue…" Gwen spun Gene around and pulled down his pants.

"Mom!" Gene squeaked.

"Yep, birthmark shaped like a star, you're my Geney." Gwen grabbed Gene and hugged him smothering his face in her chest. On just about any other woman Gene would have enjoyed this but since it was his mother…

"Mom," Gene said when he wasn't being smothered, "Mom!"

"Yes Geney?"

"How'd you get all that money?"

"I know what you're thinking, I didn't steal it. My arrest warrant is for manslaughter."

--OUTLAW STAR--

A/N: What'cha think? Please Review, flames accepted.