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Author Note: I know I've been off this story for a long time. I couldn't help it. I went forever without the long reviews that got my brain moving for a new chapter. By the time I got a bunch or real long reviews again, I couldn't come up with anything more. This will be a short chapter and probably not a good one but a necessary one to try and get me back into this story. I do not want to lose it entirely. So bear with me. Thank you to those who come back to read this chapter, I understand if you wouldn't. Also, no review responses for this chapter, I just don't have the time to go back and answer, I would like to start anew with them.

GeneCo: Sustaining The Genetic Opera

Chapter 25: Early Morning Hours

A long while after he felt himself wake up, blue eyes slowly opened to the room faintly lit by early morning light. His scarred chest rose with an inhale then fell steadily as the breath was released. Luigi turned his head and looked at the young woman curled against his side, noting how she was still in many ways a girl. He wasn't sure she actually loved him, she'd been hidden away for so long that there was a strong chance this was infatuation and not real love. Knowing his luck, that was likely the case.

Fear crept in, fear of the day he'd know for sure, from either her admission or his own understanding of the truth. He wasn't sure what he'd do when that day came though he knew she wouldn't leave him. They had already decided on a marriage for security, with or without love, even if it meant constant affairs on both or one side.

With another soft sigh, he makes a mental decision. He wasn't going to try and romance her anymore, or try to be nicer than he really was. It was too much of a strain on him and would hurt too much in the end if it meant nothing when all was said and done. He'd had enough hurt, he'd be damned if he caused his own again.

The dilemma was driving him insane. The constant battling thoughts of "stop, calm down, this person is important to you" and "fuck everything, I'm pissed, I'm gonna vent, they're gonna know it" were too much on top of everything else. With the blood he'd ordered shed last night, a sort of release that made him feel great, he realized that that was who he was. Yeah, he knew he had layers and sides but he'd spent the majority of his life being a bloodthirsty, bad tempered, violent, selfish prick. That was him at the core and nothing was going to change it, the building of this machine had already taken place and he was too old to be taken apart and rebuilt. Some small changes could be done, a few parts repaired or replaced, but nothing big enough to change him at the core.

He rolled onto his side and faced Shilo, gently sliding his arms around her, still tired since he'd only gone to bed a few hours before. Still asleep, she moved closer to him. He might have smiled if he hadn't been deep in such negative thoughts. Instead, he simply closed his eyes again and allowed himself to drift back off to sleep, hopefully a more restful one this time.

Xxxxxx

Raven was still awake, sighing when she saw it beginning to lighten outside. It was impossible for her to sleep in the chair in this hospital room, not without putting her neck and back at positions she'd regret when she woke up. Exhausted, she'd start to fall asleep, slump at a bad angle then wake back up because it made her ache. Owen's hospital bed was looking like the comfiest bed she'd ever seen at the moment but she didn't want to disturb his sleep, even though she knew it was drug induced. Plus, she wasn't sure if he'd wake up in a pissed off mood considering he'd been drinking and was violently furious earlier.

With a resigned sigh, she got up and walked to the exceptionally large hospital bed. With gentle nudges, she got him to move enough that she could lay comfortably against him. Finally settled, overwhelmed yet numb from the night's events, she fell into a deep sleep with her head against his shoulder.

Xxxxxx

A short, young nurse quietly padded into the hospital room and checked Amber's vitals, administering some medication, then going to the window. She stopped before she reached it, noticing that there was broken glass all over. Making a mental note to get someone in there to fix it, she grabbed an extra blanket and draped it over Amber. After a moment's consideration, she picked up another blanket and draped it across Sick Boy as he slept and snored in the chair next to the bed, Amber's hand in his. Her round done, she left the room, quietly shutting the door behind her.

Xxxxxx

Pavi and Erin didn't stir for a moment. They didn't stir when a GenTern came in a shut the blinds nor when another came in with breakfast in case they were awake. It being normal for Pavi to sleep in late, no one thought anything of it and allowed them both the much needed rest. Erin was in a sound state of sleep though she wouldn't have noticed Pavi having nightmares anyway, he never moved or got outwardly restless when he struggled with them.

Xxxxxx

Shilo opened her eyes only for a brief moment, having awoken with a very slight start. Her gaze came into focus on Luigi's scars then she settled, only half awake. She managed to close her eyes once more and drifted back off, comfortable, falling back into a deep sleep.

**(( Again, I realize this was painfully short and probably totally pointless but I needed something to hopefully get the story moving again. To those that return; thank you for being patient. ))**