It had been three weeks since Iason shot Riki. Yet every day he was reminded of what he did. He knew his reasons, in fact he couldn't really blame himself. But now... now he knew the truth. He remembered everything, he remembered why he loved the mongrel so much. He remembered his pregnancy... how they were going to have children. And these memories haunted the Blondie, making him feel guilt and regret.

He was sitting on his bed, his head in his hands. Suddenly there was a laugh in the next room and two little boys came running in. Iason forced a smile on his face and caught Rion as he jumped into his father's lap. Guy ran in soon after, but he bit his lip and held back. He still didn't really forgive Iason for what he did to Riki. Even if he was his father. The Blondie knew why his other son wouldn't approach him, and it made him feel even more guilt. But there wasn't time for that now. Daryl entered the room as well, staying quiet until his master was finished tickling Rion.

Finally Iason looked up and said, "Yes?" He expected news from the furniture.

"Master, Riki is still in recovery, but the nurse said that he'd woken up today for a few minutes. His wounds are fully healed, but they're dealing with some mental trauma. He believes his children to be dead." Daryl was thankful that he had the foresight to call an ambulance that fateful day. They'd managed to stabilize the mongrel, but he'd still been in a coma for the past weeks.

Iason was silent for a moment after hearing the news. Rion pouted and hugged his father's arm, burying his face into his chest. Finally the Blondie spoke. "Perhaps it wouldn't be a bad idea for Rion and Guy to visit him, then." He just wanted to bring Riki home... if he was more mentally stable, then perhaps he would be released sooner. "Yes. Tomorrow you and the children will go to the hospital.

Daryl smiled and nodded, giving a bow before leaving the room. Rion looked up at his father and said, "So we're gonna go see momma tomorrow?" Guy only pretended to be mildly interested, still not trusting Iason.

"Yes, son. Tomorrow you and Guy shall go visit the hospital." He patted the top of the boy's head and set him on the floor before standing. "How about we find a video for the three of us to watch? I'm sure that'd make a splendid way to pass the time until Daryl has supper prepared."

Even Guy looked a little happy at that. Iason took them both by the hand and started from the room... until he heard the familiar beeping of his vid-phone. The Blondie sighed and glanced over at the screen before paling. "Boys. Go pick out a movie, I'll be there as soon as I can. There's someone very important on the phone." Both boys looked disappointed, but they trudged out of the room anyways. Maybe they could trick Daryl into watching the movie with them instead. Once the room was kid free, Iason shut and locked the door before hurrying to the phone. A quick primp of his hair, and he answered.

"To what do I owe this pleasure?" His voice was soft, yet rumbled. He tried to charm the AI every time she called, and it usually worked.

Today, however, she seemed to be not in the mood. "Iason Mink." Her voice was sharp. "Can you explain why there is a mongrel in the hospital that's being healed with credits from YOUR account?"

Iason smiled and sighed, looking as if he was sorry about something. "I'm afraid that I wasn't paying attention as I was driving through Ceres... I hit someone. Normally I wouldn't bother, but he had children. I believed it would be best if I let him heal." It was a story he'd practiced in front of the mirror a hundred times, and he was able to say it without batting an eye.

Jupiter, however, was unconvinced. "Are you sure you've never met this mongrel before?"

The Blondie laughed. "Met him before? Jupiter, surely you know that I don't associate with mongrels. They're filthy. I'm only helping this one because I did feel a little guilt. Was it so wrong of me to do that? Besides, his children were very beautiful. I might like to have one as a furniture once Daryl gets too old." He smiled, using all his charm.

That seemed to pacify the AI. "Very well then. But no more of this helping mongrels business. The slums teem with their scum, it wouldn't be a disservice if one of them died." Iason nodded, pretending to understand. "Oh, and I want you to come in early tomorrow. There are some extra reports that need to be finished and..." The Blondie zoned out a bit, and then turned off the phone when he was finished talking to her. That was too close of a call. He'd need to be more careful, or he needed to do something. Like escape.

The rest of the evening passed without incident. Iason watched a movie with his children, at dinner, then went to bed. The boys had their own room, but for some reason they wanted to sleep in the same bed as the Blondie. Rather, Rion wanted to sleep in there, and Guy didn't want to be separated from his brother. In the morning, Iason left early, planting a kiss on the cheeks of both sleeping boys before he took off. He couldn't think of anything except of how happy he would be if Riki were here as well. And then he tried to formulate plans to bring down the supercomputer, and leave him free to love the mongrel.

Hope you liked it! I guess it's kinda short... probably not very well written... but it's a chapter! Not a lot left now. Ohhhh, the ending... can't wait for it myself. I've been writing this for nearly eight months now, and it'll be good to be DONE. Please review!