Orphans Beloved-"Intruded…"
Summary: Like my Immortal Beloved and Sheldon Swifties bits in my Buffyverse and Sheldon verse stories, these are fragments and short bits, some longer…Just to fiddle with ideas, possibly forming longer tales later.
Disclaimer: No copy write infringement intended…
"Welcome back…"
Uh-huh…Frown at book in hand, closing a moment.
"The Nine's a cute touch, guys." Reads… "…you've been missed. That you are holding this book in your hands is proof that death is not the end…"
Could have told you that, you bunch of mystical freaks. Taps closed book on knee.
"Well, mustn't be unfair. They lived up to the hype." Eyes mirror.
"Really sorry about this, Rach…" Aldous smiled at her new self. "But we gotta do what we gotta do for the future of Humanity. And you were getting a bit much with the Sarah and the Kira stuff and the extreme prejudice for me…I mean I'm not even going to bother poor ole Donnie Hen…Jesus!" she eyed the patch.
"What the hell? I leave you a couple of days and…!" sigh, shake of head. "Thank God I'm not only a world class molecular biologist but a surgeon as well. Since I don't think Nazi Nealon here…" she eyes the corpse of Dr. Nealon at her feet, waiting burial in the quarry she'd somewhat instinctively latched onto as a good disposal place…Nealon's face transfixed in horror as if he'd died seeing a ghost.
Or been shocked to find true the crazy tales of his trusted fellow sadist and supportive superior being possessed by his former worst enemy at Dyad…The overly concerned for subjects, compromising, but sadly, in-charge, but to his pleasure, late, Dr. Aldous Leekie. Crazy tales by the Dyad agents he'd sent to find his Rachel confirmed the hardest way possible as she'd shot him when he'd demanded they return and take their vengeance on all…
"…Is going to do any more surgery anytime soon."
She eyed the book with the prominent 9 on the cover…
God, crazier than the Proleithians, this bunch…