I'd give you my heart. Part II
(it was never there.)
Jennifer was groggy, and when she looked around she could barley see, let alone recognise her surroundings.
'Is, is this what being drugged feels like?'
"Yes it is, the sedative our agents use had to be extra strengh to knock out your passenger."
Passenger? She didn't have a passenger, she didn't even have a ca-
"Savage!" The doctor smiled. Though she couldn't see it.
"Good, you're aware of the symbiote. That will make removing it far less painful."
In a sharp moment of fear/adreanalin induced clarity Jennifer saw her surroundings. A massive lab with machinery and computers stron9e about, medical equipment huddled arountd the tall glass tube with, a gurney inside. The doctor, at least he was dressed like one, was fiddling with a larger moniter.
"I'm Dr. Conners, and I promise you l, well get this thing out of you and you'll be home before you know it!"
With no small amout of fear, Jennifer sat up on the gurney. Tugging at the newley discovered restraints.
"You can't take him!" She continued to struggle.
Dr. Conners eyed the heroes hidden around the room.
"Look this parasite will slowly kill you if we just leave it, it's already infected your mind so I'm sorry but this is going to happen. You'll feel better when it's over." He moved closer to the the tube, a panel, folding down to let him past, and he stuck the needle, pulled fom his coat into, her arm. She thrashed yelling profanities at the poor doctor. Until the serum began its work.
White hot agony flooded her veins, as the bond was whiped away. Symbiote and host screaming in tandem as the black goo rose up from under her clothes, edges sharp and jagged, tendrils weakley whiping about. The layer over her heart weakened,and In a blind panic Savage redoubled his hold there, effectivley cutting the rest of him off. The tar-like sludge melted away, pooling around the gurney in a steaming mess. In the midst off all this Jennifer had passed out again.
"All right director Fury she's stable for now, I'll collect what I can and put her in a real room."
Recevieng an affermative the doctor collect a sample of the liquidated symbiote and made nove mop up the rest in a chemical solution. White Tiger, was asked to take her to the infirmary, and set up a room. On the way there she glanced down at the girl. Worry written on her sleeping features.
"Poor girl didn't deserve that."
Medical ward room 224 3:55 am
Nightmares plagued the girls mind, fear and loss flowing freely in her mind. Oh how the symbiote wished he could comfort her, but he was too weak, all his effort foucused on holding her heart together. In his current state he would not last the night, unfortunatley neither would she.
-Forgive me, I was a fool and did not protect my host, for fear of discovery.-
The silent prayer was sent out to any who would listen. Steeling his resolve Savage wound himself deeper into her heart, into the very cells. She would be short of breath, but they would live.
-Everything will be alright.-
Final comfort given he relaxed drifting off into an uneasy slumber.
If Jennifer thought being asleep hurt, being awake was worse than death. Craking open an eye her brain potested to the suddenly to-bright lights. Memories flooding back she bolted up into a sitting position and felt warm tears slide down here cheeks. She couldn't feel him, she should be dead with him. That was the deal, it always had been! They die together or not at all!
She was interupted by Dr. Conners entering the room.
"Ah how's the patient today hmm? I hope your feeling bet-."
A hastily thrown lamp shattered on the wall behind her, saddness forgotten Jennifer was seething. The target of her wrath, and coincidentally the source of the problem, would make a great punching bag.
"You! You killed him, what the hell is wrong with you!? We where happy." She flung a tray at the man. "We could have done so much, I-I was gonna show him the amusment park this weekend, but yo-you killed him."
Her anger cooling into bitter sadness the teen colapsed on the floor, crying. The doctor mad to comfort her but thought better of it.
The next few days saw her secluded in that room, crying until her body demanded sleep. violently asaulting any who entered On the third day she wandered outside, hunger driving her to find food. Once fed by a kind nurse she went back. She didnt come out for two more days.
Now she sat in the mess hall, watching as sheild agents came and went from a table in the corner of the room. Spiderman feeling sorry for the girl sat across tom her at the table, quickly joined by his team as well.
"Hey just figured I check in on you. I know how bad those symbiotes can be."
He was probably smiling behind the mask.
"Save it Pete, I don't thnk you knq shit about what I've been through.
The student in disguise panicked.
"Uh Pete who's Pete?! I'm spider man ya know thwip thwip?"
She sighed.
"Parker I watched you climb onto your roof with the mask off, it a little late for costume control."
Tiger smacked him upside the head.
"Told you so."
Pete sighed and pulled off the mask. "Yeah, yeah I know."
"And besides, " she continued angrily. "You don't know shit about your best freind dying."
Now Pete was really confused.
"Best freind, it was a parasite how can you be freinds with that?"
She slammed her fork down on the table, making the assembled heros jump.
"He saved my damned life! I've know him for three fucking years!" She got quieter, tears thretening to spill. "He was always there, everyday when I was sad, or angry. He never left...And now he's dead."
Angry and upset she bolted for her room ignoring the calls of the heroes. Slamming the door behind her she sagged inter her butt against the door, pulling her knees up she laid her head in her arms, and sobbed.
A few minutes later, tears dried up, someone knocked on the door.
"what!" She snapped.
the person on the other side sounded afraid of her, with good reason. She had broken sever noses and cheeks with well placed lamps, until they stopped giving them to her.
"Mam I need you to report to director Fury in the debreifing room." The quick clack of boot heels echoed his retreat.
Debreifing room 1:43 pm.
Jenn, a name she had come to like recently, sat quietly at the ovular table, director Fury sat across from her.
"So how did you come to find that symbiote?"
Jenn huffed.
"I was in a hospital, half dead. Next question."
Fury's brow rose, but he continued.
"And just how long was it in your possession?"
She glared at him.
"Three years next month, I had planned to let him use me to taste a cake but you killed him, so ya know."
Fury pinched the bridge of his nose, the girls attitude giving quick rise to a migrane.
"look if this is how your gonna be just go back to that room and come out when your ready to talk."
She stood up smug smerk on his face as she left. Weaving through the halls of the tri-carrier, she slammed her door behind her. Kicking off her shoes she flopped onto the bed and hugged a pillow, tears threatening to spill.
-Don...cr...pl..z..-
She sat up, eyes wide and heart pounding.
"S-savage?"
Somthing deep in her chest squirmed in delight. A familiar presence slowly washed over her mind.
-It's good to hear...again.-
Jenn frowned.
"Your cutting out."
The symbiote squirmed.
-is this better?-
She teared up, this time from joy.
"Much."
Her dreams that night were plesant and warm. The next morning went well, she was chipper and sweet to everyone she met. For some this was a blessing, for others, the calm before the storm.
Spidey stopped her in the mess hall.
"What's got you in such a good mood?"
She only grinned and rocked back on her heels.
"I'm not tellin!"
Ah yes, calm before the storm indeed.
(A/N looking for some art of Jenn in street clothes, with the symbiote somewhere in the shot, anyone who's able if its good enough I'll use it as my new cover art. Editation will come this weekend!
