Sophia
Disclaimer: JMS owns Babylon, see authors note for the rest.
Authors note: As you may know, Unicorns storybook is a favorite site of
mine. However it has not updated in three years. Several stories were left
unfinished. I want to finish some of them. I am unable to contact the
authors for complex reasons so I offer this: Number one, this is a
conclusion to the story, Sophia of which part one is archived at Unicorns
storybook, you will have to read it to get this. Number two I do not claim
the idea, this story belongs to the origional author. Should at any time
she or he finish their story this is to be completely taken back. I hope
that no one gets mad at me.
Part two
Susan looked at the child infront of her. She was frightningly like herself
at that age. Age 10. The year her mother had died. Brown hair, pale
skin,and blue eyes. Thin, too thin. As Susan looked at the girl something
clicked, something which made her want to protect this child to take her as
her own, to love her.
The childs clothes were torn, old and dirty, her shoes were torn and
falling apart. Susan spoke up," Sweetheart," the word falling naturally
from her lips," do you have anyother things?"
The child began to cry," no," she whimpered in between sobs.
" Shh" Susan told the small child, " we can get you some new stuff."
Susan took the small child home. Sophia looked around in amazement. Susan
was in the command quarters. They had a large room where the door opened
with a living room, dining room and the piono to the side with music. Next
to the dining room was the kitchen. At it's end was a small hall leading
to a guest room and bathroom. The bathroom also opened to Susan's room,
which was across from the kitchen and next to it was her office, one of
two, the other being next to C and C.
Susan hurried the child into a large tee shirt of hers and forced some soup into the child. While feeding the child she herself ate some as well. Susan took the girl over to the sofa and the child flung her arms around the young woman who slowly wrapped her arms around the child as well. Susan thought long and hard before instructing the computer to leave a message for John informing him she was taking a personal day and a list of people who needed to know. The next morning Sheridan went through his messages, unimportant ones which he skipped till the computer announced one from Susan and he quickly called it up, Susan 's face appeared and she said," John I am taking today off, I need you to inform the war council, command crew, maintance decks, pilots, and please go to Michael for a list of others." 0530 training 0630 maintance 0745 c an c 1300 AOL 1600 reports 1900 security 2100 pilots 2300 information/ starfuries build, repair, plan etc. That was the schdule she sent with a note, subject to variation. He thought about it. Susan never took a day off. She worked so hard so long. Was she ill.? He stared at her frame as he watched the message again. She was skeletal, her face gaunt. She moved as if in pain. When she sat down pulling her legs under her he saw how swollen her ankles were, her hands were shaking. Her cough was obvious. Why hadn't he noticed? He complained about 12 hour days at the desk but from the look of it she never had a chance to sit down. He should have helped her. If there was nothing he could do to go back in time at least he could see to it she got a chance to rest. He picked up the schedule and headed down to C and C it being 0830 already. Susan's morning started out much different. She woke at 0700 remembering her guest instantly. Sophia was sleeping peacefully. Susan began to make breakfast. After the child ate, acting as if she hadn't in a month the two headed out to find her some things.
They came back in the afternoon. Sophia had been amazed at all the things at the shops and even more so with the things Susan had gotten her. Furnature wise to add to the bed, dresser and side tables Susan got a table, a chair for her room and a large chest which had just been delievered and Susan had set them up. In the chest she placed the toys she had gotten the child. A doll with a few clothes. It was a rag doll that she had adored. A few games and books. A brief case style pencil box when the child said she liked drawing.It had seperate sections in which Susan had bought and now was placing in the ruler, pencils, pen, eraser, 64 crayons, pencil sharpener, colored pencils, markers, glue. The top of the large pink and purple box had side holds in which Susan placed the sketch book, note book, loose leaf paper and white drawing sheets. She closed this and placed it in the chest. In the drawers she added the undergarments she had bought for the girl. In the closet she hung the three pairs of jeans, the two skirts, pleted,one navy blue one dark green, the three blouses, all white, two short sleved, one longsleved, five tee shirts of bright colors with a black zip up, pocketed, hooded sweat shirt. She had also bought the girl a pink dress. It was sport like yet cute. Shortsleved, knee length with a half way zip. To top all this off she bought her black zip up tennis shoes, black school shoes and a nightie. She looked around the room. It was neat with the girl sleeping in the bed covered up. Susan sat next to Sophia who woke moments later. Susan smiled, and said," It is only 1400" the child responded with a blank look she said," two in the afternoon. Would you like to go to the park or something?" Sophia thought to herself. Her mother had been killed by the Corp when she had tried to prevent her daughter from being taken away. Her father had died when she was young. In the corp her resistance hadn't bought her any favors. She had never been to the park, or had new clothes or such a nice room, or toys or art supplies or someone as nice as Susan to care for her. She hadn't loved anyone like she already did Susan since the death of her mother. She nodded and smiled. Susan pointed her towards the shower. As Sophia showered Susan took out jeans, a red tee shirt, soaks, underwear, tennis shoes and the sweat shirt for the girl. While Sophia dressed, Susan showered and dressed in a knee length black dress which was sleeveless. With it she wore sandles, matching black ones with heels. Her hair was down. She had just dried her hair and picked up a small black purse when Sophia knocked hesitantly. She had too dried her hair and held out a black scrunchee to Susan who smiled and tied up the childs hair. scrunchee. While Susan and Sophia were at the park, the girl running around in delight and Susan watched the child. She relaxed and eased herself into the bench. While Susan was relaxing, John was having one hell of a day. He had only been on duty for about 8 of the 19 hours Susan worked and already he was exhausted. He had new respect for Susan. As the day wore on, he became more and more determine not to bother Susan. Hell she definately deserved it. No wonder her back ached, he had been crawling through tubes bent in repair, lifting a good 200 pounds at time, running around C an C and that didn't even cover half of her work day, A work day she worked seven days a week without stop. But he was worried. As had been everyone he had informed. Marcus especially. Finally after working 9 hours he called it quits for the day, more worn out than he could remember being. He and Marcus meet up on accident on the way to Susan's quarters. They rang the bell and heard Susan's voice call them in and entered. Once doing so they became rooted to where they were. Susan sat their in black dress lounging back in the sofa laughing as a child who could have been her own playing with a doll near her.
Susan hurried the child into a large tee shirt of hers and forced some soup into the child. While feeding the child she herself ate some as well. Susan took the girl over to the sofa and the child flung her arms around the young woman who slowly wrapped her arms around the child as well. Susan thought long and hard before instructing the computer to leave a message for John informing him she was taking a personal day and a list of people who needed to know. The next morning Sheridan went through his messages, unimportant ones which he skipped till the computer announced one from Susan and he quickly called it up, Susan 's face appeared and she said," John I am taking today off, I need you to inform the war council, command crew, maintance decks, pilots, and please go to Michael for a list of others." 0530 training 0630 maintance 0745 c an c 1300 AOL 1600 reports 1900 security 2100 pilots 2300 information/ starfuries build, repair, plan etc. That was the schdule she sent with a note, subject to variation. He thought about it. Susan never took a day off. She worked so hard so long. Was she ill.? He stared at her frame as he watched the message again. She was skeletal, her face gaunt. She moved as if in pain. When she sat down pulling her legs under her he saw how swollen her ankles were, her hands were shaking. Her cough was obvious. Why hadn't he noticed? He complained about 12 hour days at the desk but from the look of it she never had a chance to sit down. He should have helped her. If there was nothing he could do to go back in time at least he could see to it she got a chance to rest. He picked up the schedule and headed down to C and C it being 0830 already. Susan's morning started out much different. She woke at 0700 remembering her guest instantly. Sophia was sleeping peacefully. Susan began to make breakfast. After the child ate, acting as if she hadn't in a month the two headed out to find her some things.
They came back in the afternoon. Sophia had been amazed at all the things at the shops and even more so with the things Susan had gotten her. Furnature wise to add to the bed, dresser and side tables Susan got a table, a chair for her room and a large chest which had just been delievered and Susan had set them up. In the chest she placed the toys she had gotten the child. A doll with a few clothes. It was a rag doll that she had adored. A few games and books. A brief case style pencil box when the child said she liked drawing.It had seperate sections in which Susan had bought and now was placing in the ruler, pencils, pen, eraser, 64 crayons, pencil sharpener, colored pencils, markers, glue. The top of the large pink and purple box had side holds in which Susan placed the sketch book, note book, loose leaf paper and white drawing sheets. She closed this and placed it in the chest. In the drawers she added the undergarments she had bought for the girl. In the closet she hung the three pairs of jeans, the two skirts, pleted,one navy blue one dark green, the three blouses, all white, two short sleved, one longsleved, five tee shirts of bright colors with a black zip up, pocketed, hooded sweat shirt. She had also bought the girl a pink dress. It was sport like yet cute. Shortsleved, knee length with a half way zip. To top all this off she bought her black zip up tennis shoes, black school shoes and a nightie. She looked around the room. It was neat with the girl sleeping in the bed covered up. Susan sat next to Sophia who woke moments later. Susan smiled, and said," It is only 1400" the child responded with a blank look she said," two in the afternoon. Would you like to go to the park or something?" Sophia thought to herself. Her mother had been killed by the Corp when she had tried to prevent her daughter from being taken away. Her father had died when she was young. In the corp her resistance hadn't bought her any favors. She had never been to the park, or had new clothes or such a nice room, or toys or art supplies or someone as nice as Susan to care for her. She hadn't loved anyone like she already did Susan since the death of her mother. She nodded and smiled. Susan pointed her towards the shower. As Sophia showered Susan took out jeans, a red tee shirt, soaks, underwear, tennis shoes and the sweat shirt for the girl. While Sophia dressed, Susan showered and dressed in a knee length black dress which was sleeveless. With it she wore sandles, matching black ones with heels. Her hair was down. She had just dried her hair and picked up a small black purse when Sophia knocked hesitantly. She had too dried her hair and held out a black scrunchee to Susan who smiled and tied up the childs hair. scrunchee. While Susan and Sophia were at the park, the girl running around in delight and Susan watched the child. She relaxed and eased herself into the bench. While Susan was relaxing, John was having one hell of a day. He had only been on duty for about 8 of the 19 hours Susan worked and already he was exhausted. He had new respect for Susan. As the day wore on, he became more and more determine not to bother Susan. Hell she definately deserved it. No wonder her back ached, he had been crawling through tubes bent in repair, lifting a good 200 pounds at time, running around C an C and that didn't even cover half of her work day, A work day she worked seven days a week without stop. But he was worried. As had been everyone he had informed. Marcus especially. Finally after working 9 hours he called it quits for the day, more worn out than he could remember being. He and Marcus meet up on accident on the way to Susan's quarters. They rang the bell and heard Susan's voice call them in and entered. Once doing so they became rooted to where they were. Susan sat their in black dress lounging back in the sofa laughing as a child who could have been her own playing with a doll near her.