I wasn't expecting this story to become this popular this fast. Only around one day and around 100 hits. I thank my readers, and ask you all to review more. Thank you. A little unneeded information, I listened to Float on by Modest Mouse this entire story. I love that song. We'll all float on okay, we'll all float on anyway. Ok enough of me being stupid, you came for the story, didn't you.
"Gaaaa." She had calmed down a bit, and pulled herself onto his lap. She sat there, silently.
She was holding onto him for dear life, and he couldn't set her down. He just instinctively rubbed her head, and sat there, forgetting what he was doing in the first place. As the Big Sisters turned the corner, they saw him with the girl sitting in his lap. Sigma was bleeding, losing air, and he was clueless as to anything other than the Little Sister. They got closer to them, and Sigma looked up. He then remembered what was happening. He felt the pain that was numbed out, and he felt weak again. The unnamed little one hopped off his lap, and ran over to Abby.
"Big Sister!" she cried with joy as she ran over.
Sigma slowly steadied himself, and rejoined the group.
"What is your name little one?" Abby calmly asked.
"My name is Suzy."
They walked for over an hour, until they found the safe house. As they entered, Sigma detected a disturbance. He slowly loaded his machine gun, and searched the house. He found a splicer looking through his chest of private items. Mostly just his special ammo, but it still angered him. He bashed the splicer in the back of the head, and dragged him out of the house. He shot each limb once, until he reached the head. He curb stomped the splicer, and wiped of his boot. He joined everyone else, who were patiently waiting for him. He sat down, and rubbed a bullet hole that went right through his torso. He made contact, and pulled his hand away. It was still tender.
Suzy had taken notice to his injuries, as had everyone else. Suzy walked up to him, and starred at his wounds.
"Is daddy hurt? Here, I can make it a little better." Suzy picked up a harvester that was for some reason lying around, and jabbed Sigma in the arm with it.
Sigma was surprised at how effective it was. He could barely feel his wounds anymore, and the bleeding had slowed. He rubbed Suzy's head, and she smiled and sat down next to him. Abby approached him, with a med kit in hand. When she tried to remove his helmet, he reluctantly let her. But when she reached around his neck and began to remove his armor, he pulled her arm away.
"What? I'm trying to help. Just hold still." After minutes of them struggling, Abby won.
She pulled his armor down to his waist, and stared at his greenish colored flesh. He had spots of red blood stains on his chest, and Abby nearly gagged when she first saw it. She pulled a roll of bandages from the med kit, and wrapped his entire torso. The blood was still leaking through, but it wasn't going to bleed much longer. The excess ADAM in his veins stopped the bleeding after a minute. After that Sigma pulled his armor back on, and began to walk out the door.
"Where do you think you're going? No, you have to stay here and heal." Amy instructed him.
"Gooooo." He moaned in defiance as he sat back down.
Abby pulled his helmet off again, and stared for a minute. Sigma began to get uncomfortable. He had the ability to say few words. Basic things like, yes, no, or small words close to those.
"W…what?" he mumbled.
"You can talk?" Abby asked in a surprised voice.
"Bare… barely…" he was gasping for unknown reasons.
"What else can you say?"
"Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood."
"Is that it?"
"Yes."
"Well, maybe I can teach you how to talk right. What do you say?"
"O… ok."
He spent the next week healing and being taught how to speak better by Abby. During that time, Abby sensed something in him. She didn't know what, but she sensed something. One lone incident occurred between the two while everyone else was out scavenging. Besides Suzy who was asleep.
"Now, repeat after me. The spider splicer leapt from the balcony." Abby instructed.
"The spider splicer leapt… from the balcony." Sigma repeated with a bit of un-sureness in his voice.
"Good. Now, we need to talk about writing. Can you write?"
"What?"
"I'll take that as a no. We need to… we need to… we…" Abby leaned in close to Sigma, and their lips met. Both their eyes closed as they both sat there for minutes. Sigma felt Abby's tongue meet his. They sat there for five more minutes, before their lips parted. Even after that, they just stared into each other's eyes.
The end of the week.
"So Sigma how did the tutoring go?" Sammy asked.
"It didn't work at all." He replied jokingly.
"Daddy, you can talk now!" Suzy yelled with joy.
Suzy pulled herself onto Sigma's lap, and fell asleep there.