Chapter 31:
Finn entered the little cabin to find Jake standing there with her back to him. She'd taken the dress off, and now she was wearing just the panties and stockings he'd bought her, and strangely she was wearing the heels. Glob, she looked fucking hot. "Come in and shut the door," she told him.
Finn stepped into the room and shut the door, as his girlfriend turned to face him, showing those perky knockers off. Sidling up to him, her hips wig-wagging sensually, the shapechanger slipped her arms around his neck. Fuck, she smelled so good. "Everything ok," she asked?
"Yeah," Finn said. "Got Sakura a room up front. We're... we've got a couple of the enemy pilots locked up." They were headed back to Sonbong. Tonight. As he spoke, she maneuvered him around, while she took off his jacket and hung it on the peg by the door. After that came his tie, and then she was unbuttoning his shirt. As she worked, she subtly backed him up towards the bed. When she had him in position, Jake shoved Finn on his back and climbed up over him, her sleek hips straddling his. "You were a good boy today," she told him, as she stroked his face. "You did the right thing, honey. I'm'a reward that..."
Grinding her snatch against his bulge, the shapechanger showed him just what he was going to get as a reward. It was like she intended to fuck the war out of him. In a twisted sense, JJ had his number. If the others were more into the carrot-and-stick thing instead of just bludgeoning him–or turning on the water–he would have quit getting into fights years ago.
The following morning, Kaito Maeda woke with a groan to find himself laying on his side in utter darkness. He could feel that his arm was broken and possibly pinned under something, and there was water around him. Fighting pain, the fallen soldier pulled himself upright. The screens were all off. He had no light at all, and he could feel that the cabin was half-full of water. He was short on options. Fumbling for the emergency release, he toggled it and prayed that the explosive bolts would fire.
Moments later, he heard the dull thump of the bolts firing, and then the cockpit began to shift. It was slow at first, and he began to pray anew. There was a sound of protesting metal, and then finally the cockpit began to move. He felt a sensation of the module rising. And then finally it stopped. Kaito reached up, one-handed, and toggled the release for the hatch, blowing it open to find himself floating in a small pond. He'd escaped with his skin.
His arm was broken in two places, and it took a great deal of effort–and pain–to climb up out of the cockpit module. Then, spitting curses, he found himself climbing back inside to rescue the telemetry pack from its place under the seat. With the pack sealed inside his jacket, the injured man swam to shore, leaving the module to sink back into its watery grave. The job now was to rejoin his master. With no idea what was going on, where he was, or where the rest of the army had gone, that was going to be a hard problem to solve.
Meanwhile, far to the southwest, one of his adversaries awoke from a dream-haunted sleep. Jake Junior climbed up out o the abyss feeling a thrill of stark terror coursing through her. Scrubbing her hand through her hair, she tried to reorient and figure out just where she was and what was going on. Finn was just where he'd been when they went to sleep at last. She'd done her best to wear him out. She'd sucked him off twice and rode that giant dick to climax four times before he finally seemed to have enough. She'd crashed hard not long after curling up alongside him.
The shapechanger sighed heavily. The dream was back. That dangerous dream was back with her. She'd been pregnant. It helped not at all that they'd run out of rubbers last night. They'd used the last one, and if she admitted it to herself, she was just as hungry for it as Finn was. She'd imagined that a lot of it was the years of being alone. She'd spent years alone on the run or hiding in a cave. There had been no companion in her life, and she'd taken a lot of cold baths. Trouble was, the hunger showed no sign of ever being sated. The more she got, the more she wanted, and they were one broken rubber away from a problem.
This time it was Jake Junior who hit the shower first, and it was Finn who woke up in bed alone. The big man had sneaked back into their little cabin to find Jake just where he'd left her. He'd curled up next to her, planning to surprise her. Instead, he was the one getting the surprise. Of course, he could hardly complain. He'd gotten pretty lucky last night. Only Simone, Betty, and Sarah lasted as long as she did.
The King laid out what he wanted her to wear today and waited his turn for the shower. When Jake returned, the big man offered her a peck on the lips before taking her place. There was work to get done. While he'd been busy with Nagumo, the work of running the world had been on hold. While he trusted his wives and kids to keep the kingdom afloat, that needed to get sorted. Fast.
On the far side of the world, one of his kids came climbing out of the hold of the rescue machine where she'd spent the last couple of days. Her stepmother and her newest sister were sleeping soundly. The birth had gone a little better this time than it had before. Of course, Maja wasn't standing on the doorstep of Death's Kingdom this time, so there was that. Giving birth had still taken a lot out of the nasty old witch, and she'd been given some knockout drops and put to bed. Now, Fionna was ready to get them the hell out of here.
"Well," asked the leader of the humans? "Fixed," Fionna yawned. "As soon as Randy's back, we can go." That brought immediate relief to the faces of the unofficial leadership of this little group. "I'm back," Randy Okonski announced, as he came down the hatch from the control cupola. Turning to the unhappy people, the big man held up his phone and announced, "good news from the camp. Ms. Van Pelt has things squared away. Tents are going up. Bathroom facilities are going in. You should be in good shape when we arrive." That elicited a round of cheering.
Slipping his phone back in his pocket, the elemental said, "please strap yourselves in. We'll be leaving." The crowd stood aside as he headed aft towards the hatchway for the engine room. It was time to get out of here. The sooner he got them down to Tequila Kingdom, the sooner he saw his wife.
Across the ocean, the people of Sonbong were hard at work when the Army of Ooo rolled up at half-past ten in the morning. There were men and women out in the fields around the town, assessing how much of the harvest could be saved. Work was under way on the forcefield gates that protected the city, with workmen building up protective berms of earth and stone to shield them from direct attack. And the fishing fleet was gone–out to sea to bring in a harvest of food to sustain the locals. It was all good news.
If you don't count the fact that the villain got away, thought Bonnie. Nagoono was gone. He'd boarded a ship and sailed out into the ocean, and now nobody knew where he was. He'd disappeared, taking Bonnie's two siblings with him. If they hadn't moved when they did, he might well have taken Princess Sakura too. It was a partial victory. He was stalemated here on the mainland, but he still had his hooks into Sakura's kingdom. He had the two Royal children in his grubby hands, and he still had his army. At the same time, they'd proven that they could defeat said army almost at will.
Just now Bonnie was enjoying the breeze from atop the land-ship's observation deck. Strangely enough, Jake was here too, dressed down for a change in shorts and a tee-shirt. It was almost like the whole business with her clothing had reached a crescendo with that killer dress outside of Kun-Som. Not that Jake at all stopped sleeping with Finn. The shapechanger had been in the King's bed the same night they won the battle.
Jake Junior was sitting on the back end of the observation deck–as far from the stairs as you could get, making it clear she wanted to be alone. Something was clearly eating at her. If Bonnie had to hazard a guess, it was either the clingy princess, who spent a fair bit of her waking hours blubbering all over Finn, or it was Jake's daughter, who was out of the hospital and agitating to be let out on her own again. With all that was going on in the world, and the unpleasant reality that there were people in the market to lay hands on a Royal Child of Finn's line, there were a lot of reasons to shut that business down.
The strange machine-people who controlled the land-ship stopped the machine within easy walking distance of one of the main gates of the city. As Bonnie watched, the army began gathering around, setting up a defensive encampment. The pillow-person turned to face her dad's mistress, but Jake seemed unmoved. Bonnie wished she could help, but she didn't know what to say or do. Shaking off the mood, the King's daughter headed back down the spiral stairs and into the machine to gather up her bags and belongings.
Twenty minutes later, the King's entourage was rolling through the streets of Sonbong in a carriage. The fallen princess, Sakura, had the seat next to the King, with Bonnie and Jay occupying the seats in front of him. The shapechanger was seated up on the bench with the driver and the luggage. Bonnie couldn't help thinking that the princess was on the ragged edge of a breakdown. Her dark eyes were haunted, telling the pillow-person that the little woman had seen horrifying things.
Rolling through the town, there were signs all around them that the town was getting better. People had the time to be chatting with their neighbors instead of being hunkered down in their homes in terror. It made Bonnie's heart swell with pride. She was responsible for this. She'd been instrumental in dealing Nagoono the defeat that had sent him packing from this town and from Kun-Som.
Seeming to almost guess what she was thinking, Finn took his daughter's hand and gave it a squeeze. Turning to his son, the big man said, "thanks, Jay. Thanks for all your help." The tall man flushed to his hair and glanced away. Things were still raw there, but they were definitely getting better. Bonnie took Jay's hand with her free hand, and gave it a squeeze.
When the carriage rolled up into the courtyard of the Lord's palace, Princess Sakura was taken away to the palace infirmary, while the King and his entourage went to meet with the city's rulers. Inside the palace, they found the Lord of Sonbong was waiting on them in his audience chamber. Coming down from his throne, the Lord stood aside, offering the seat to the King. Finn strode up and shook his hand, greeting him with, "I am pleased to see your people are well, Lord." Taking the throne, the King gestured to the dais at his side and announced, "please bring my brother a seat."
As the gathered nobles and visiting dignitaries looked on in surprise, the Lord's servants rushed to find a chair ornate enough for their master. Scrounging up a second suitable chair, they placed it on the dais one step below the King. The gesture made Bonnie smile. If her father feared he was in danger of becoming the sinister lord of their old homeland, Bonnie had no such fears. Woolcot had been very touchy and paranoid about having anybody near him. No-one was typically allowed within arm's length. And woe to the man who didn't kiss the ground in his throne room. Bonnie's dad was a much better man, and she marveled at the differences. In the right now, though, there was business to deal with.
Finn was in his element, as the audience continued across lunch and well into the afternoon. Men and women brought him grievances that dated by decades, with some going back at least a century. The big man handled all of them with aplomb, talking peeps down from the ledge and helping them all to see that the war that Nagoono wanted wouldn't bring them answers. Bonnie Mertens was proud of her father.
Now, as the clock on the wall chimed for two o'clock, the guards at the door to the audience chamber stood aside to admit a singular figure. Bonnie knew who she was, though they'd never been formally introduced. At her side was a smaller woman, dressed in a natty silk dress in creamy white, her pale yellow features marking her as a wax-hustler. "Orzsebet," Finn greeted his spymaster. "Your Majesty," she replied, in that husky voice of hers. The effect of the sexy little, black dress and the sultry voice was somewhat spoiled by her swollen belly. More to the point, things were getting to a stage where he wanted her mewed up somewhere safe. There was a child at risk, after all.
The King's audience got shut down shortly after the spy's arrival. Minutes later, a smaller group gathered in a private chamber to hear what the thin woman had to say. The Lady of Spies called for a map of the coast lands to be brought, and Lord Seo Joon's chamberlain went to the door and shouted that request to the attendant there. They waited for a few moments, with Finn giving the stranger at his mistress's side a thorough looking over.
He didn't like wax-hustlers. It was prejudice. He'd heard that word from Bonnie years ago, and he'd had trouble understanding both how to say it and what it meant. Much of that was the innocence he'd come into the world with. Now he could boldly admit that he was prejudiced against this woman's kind. He distrusted wax-hustlers on sight, expecting that anything they had to say was untrustworthy. He'd gotten it honest. Chelsea's evil older brother had done damage to Finn's trust with his attempts to steal Bonnie's kingdom. Chelsea herself had done even more damage with the awful shit she'd done to people he cared for. Still, prejudice was a a dangerous blindspot to have for a King, and he resolved to get over it.
"Who's your friend," Finn asked? "Her name is Reese," Orzsebet replied. "Familiar to me somehow," the King rumbled. Her face registered on some forgotten memory of his, though he couldn't be sure where from. He'd never been to the Island of Wax Hustlers. He really only knew Chelsea by name and her brother by face. The strange little woman gave him a frown, though, and he wondered at that.
The map was brought just then, and the chamberlain laid it out on the table, announcing, "the best map we have, Your Majesty." Finn nodded for his mistress and spymaster to come to the point. Orzsebet didn't disappoint. Pointing to an ominous red splotch on the map, the skinny spy-girl declared, "he's here... a place called the Great Burn." That vast splotch of red covered the entire center of the peninsula on which Sonbong sat.
Lord Seo Joon took up the thread, announcing, "according to legend, it was a great city of the humans. It was vast, stretching from one ocean to the other. Mushroom bombs destroyed it, annihilating the people and turning their land into a dreadful wasteland. It is worth your life to come closer than ten miles."
The wax-hustler declared, "he's there. He's using his people's technology to keep the radiation at bay, Your Majesty." Sketching on the map, she explained, "his ships sail up the river using a corridor of forcefield generators. His central redoubt is here in the heart of the rad-zone." General Ultrich remarked, "my troops can't get near there. Not without similar technology, sire." "He'd turn off those machines the minute you sailed in after him, dad," Jay rumbled. "It's the perfect defense."
Wearing his unease like a coat, Finn turned a frown on the wax-hustler. Seeming to sense where his mind was going, she said, "we learned this from his... associates... down in the dungeon." Finn flushed. He'd ordered those men and the woman all to be tortured. He didn't really like the confirmation of where they'd gotten the knowledge of Nagumo's defenses from. Still, it was the information he needed. There was no point in being squeamish now. Those people had already been tortured.
"The war-machines," Orzsebet started to say. Finn cut her off, declaring, "the war-machines stay in their bunkers. The wolf has been brought to bay. I'll figure out how to dig him out of his lair, but for now we'll keep watch. This is excellent news, Princess Orzsebet." Turning to Reese, the King said, "you have my appreciation for your efforts." Stepping back from the table, the big man said, "Orzsebet. Attend. The rest of you may be dismissed."
The Agent Princess did as she was told, falling in at the King's side, as he left the room. Jake Junior followed along behind at a discrete distance, listening and taking in what was said and who was there in the hall. The King asked after efforts in the west to establish a stronger network, and he inquired about the business of hunting down Gordon Wells and the rogue candies, Bubblegum, Lolly, and Chicle. The Agent Princess had little to tell him. Gordon was using his airships to stay one step ahead of her people. Even with the agreements Finn had forged, her people were having trouble keeping up.
Arriving at the King's suite, the pair went inside, with Finn ordering his bodyguard to remain outside. There was a discussion he wanted to have, and it was apparently not for Jake's ears. The shapechanger was at once irritated to be pushed aside for this bitch, and relieved. Her mind couldn't shake the danger her dreams were warning her of.
Inside the suite, the King asked, "do you trust her?" "No," Orzsebet replied. Frowning, she asked, "where would you have seen her face before?" "Not sure," Finn admitted. "She... just seems familiar." Frowning, as she turned back towards the door, the skinny spy replied, "I have to work with what I have, King of Ooo." "I know," he said, "but you're carrying a child... my child." Her face flushed slightly.
"She's one of three," Orzsebet rumbled. Finn's face whipped around. Orzsebet was staring at the door–back in the direction of the conference room. "Triplets," the Lady of Spies rumbled, "three identical girls, named Eisthir, Melinda, and Reese. One is dead... I think. The other... the other may be working for Gordon Wells." Glancing up at the King's face, she said, "that one did in the second sister, or so I'm told." Finn stared at her, his eyes gone wide in horror, and his jaw hanging. "Well, maybe I saw the murderer," Finn rumbled.
"Never trust a wax-hustler," Orzsebet rumbled, as she stroked his chin with her long fingers. "I'll find out the truth of things. I'll see what Reese has been up to." "You'll go home," Finn replied. "You're getting to a point where you shouldn't be doing dangerous things." She swore at him. The big man got in her face, saying, "you'll carry out my orders, Princess Orzsebet. You remember who you belong to? Yes?" The King slipped his fingers through her short, dark locks. "If this is your command, master," she murmured. "It is," he said.
When the duo emerged from the room, Jake Junior was waiting outside just as when they'd gone in. The skinny shapechanger watched her rival go sauntering down the hall, her butt wig-wagging sensually. "She fakes it," Finn rumbled. Jake's face whipped around. Resting a hand on her ass, the big man chuckled, "this is much more natural." The shapechanger's face went red hot. At the same time, she found herself experiencing a blinding-hot surge of lust. And she had to shut that down. Pronto. Turning to face him, the younger woman rumbled, "I... have to go for a bit... I..." "You need to look in on Charlie," Finn agreed. "Give her my love. I'm not going anywhere. Got lots of business here, and I have Bonnie and Jay with me."
Jake Junior stood on her toes and gave him a peck on the lips–all she dared at the moment, when what she really craved was dick. Turning to go, she scooted up the hall, though she couldn't really help glancing back. He was still there in the doorway. Watching. Watching that ass move. Unaccountably, the skinny shapechanger blushed to her hair and accelerated. Smiling and shaking his head at the madness that was the female, Finn turned back to the business at hand. There was a peace to win.
Jake Junior headed out to the north gate of the town, bound for her sister's place. She had questions that needed answers. Desperately. On the way, she fumbled out her phone, doing her best to text and walk at the same time. Charlie was a little slow to respond, but Jake did get the news that walking out into the wilderness was pointless. Her sister wasn't there.
As the sun was headed down in the sky, Jake Junior strolled into a small noodle shop, just off the main road to find her sister cleaning up from the lunch rush. It was a shocking sight compared to the signs of prosperity Jake had seen at the farm. As Charlie put the last of the dishes on the busboy's cart, Jake announced, "I thought I'd find you out at your place, fixin' stuff..." Charlie shrugged. Her place was gone. She'd made her peace with that. It was time to move on.
Moving on, Jake asked, "got a minute." "Sure," Charlie replied. The dinner rush wouldn't be for several more hours. Right now, it was onesie-twosies as latecomers slipped by to grab a bite. Most of those would do the grab-and-go anyway. "I...," Jake started to say. She wasn't sure how to approach this. "I'm having dreams," she said. "I... need to know if they mean anything."
Drawing a pack of Card Wars cards from her purse, the curvy pup bid her sister, "have a seat..." In for a coin, thought Jake, as she sat down at the handiest table. Charlie eased on of the chairs back and sat down opposite her sister, laying the cards out between them. As Jake watched, her sister shuffled the cards. "How did it go," Charlie asked? "Chased him," Jake said. "We chased him all the way up the coast to a small town there. He tried to mount a defense, but Finn's kids... They just moved Finn's tanks and soldiers in close." Charlie nodded, as she began pulling cards out.
As Jake described what had gone on at Kun-Som, Charlie drew a handful of cards from the deck and began laying them, face-up, before her sister. "Legion of Earlings," Charlie rumbled. "Symbolizing fear. You're afraid, sister." Jake flushed. Yeah. She was. "Cornfield," Charlie announced, "symbolizing fertility." That brought a genuine frown to the curvy girl's face. "Why are you afraid of your own fertility, sis," she asked? "Because I'm a monster," Jake retorted. Charlie flinched. She'd known for a while about her sister's fears of what she was, but she hadn't exactly spent a lot of energy trying to talk Jake down from the ledge. In retrospect, she had maybe neglected Jake Junior as much as their father had.
No help for it now, thought Charlie, as she began laying cards out again. "Corn Castle," she mumbled. "Power..." Her eyes flicked to Jake's. She knew Jake was in a relationship with Finn. Jake had been rather open about that. Her agile mind began to go in unpleasant directions. "You're not...," she asked? "No," Jake shot back. "I'm careful, ok? I don't want anymore kids. I told him that." "Does he," Charlie asked? "No," Jake snapped. "He'd... He's never asked... not from anybody." Charlie flushed. Wasn't it typically the woman wanting to go into nesting-mode?
With a sigh, Charlie laid out another card. "Silo of Truth," she intoned. She spent quite a while studying that card, making Jake wait on the punchline. When the moment began to stretch too long, Jake ended the silence, with, "so..." "They're dreams of prophecy," Charlie interrupted. Her sister's expression said it all. "You're having dreams of prophecy," the curvy pup rumbled. "That's why you came to see me."
Jake sighed heavily. Chin jutting, she reminded Charlie of her dreams about her daughter. "You're having them more often because of your proximity to Finn," the thicc sister explained. "It's his curse. The Quicksilver Curse is affecting your ability to sense the future, Jake... maybe enhancing and sharpening it." The implications weren't lost on Jake Junior. So, I get pregnant, thought the shapechanger, again. With Liz on the ragged edge of a meltdown, it didn't take much to have Jake Junior spiraling downward into despair. She couldn't do it. She couldn't do that to Finn and the rest of the family.
"I've... I've got some thinking to do," Jake said. "I want to help you with your house. We're... He's gonna' be here a few days..." "I thought you were his bodyguard," Charlie retorted. "His daughter's got the power to literally create a bubble around him," Jake responded. "I'm... I can get a little time away." Charlie harumphed. Jake was lying to herself. She no more wanted to be away from Finn than Charlie wanted to phase her way to the core of Ooo. Those dreams had her sister spooked.
As Jake Junior exited the noodle-shop in precipitous haste, Jay Mertens slipped into the darkness of the suite he'd been given. His evil lover was waiting within. His dad's soldiers had brought his bags–and his lover–up from the land-ship and left everything here for him. Now, Jay found himself standing before Annabelle in a state of turmoil and fear. He'd failed to close the deal. He was supposed to deliver up Nagoono to her. That evil cuss would have been a prize for the demon-spirit. Nagoono had gotten away.
"He's hiding in some kind of deadly place, where the land is poisoned," Jay explained. "He's out of reach." "He's out of reach for now," Annabelle allowed. "Let's forget him for the moment and go dancing..." Stepping back, the dark entity caused a cloud of shadow to swirl around her. When she banished it, she was a tall pillow-person, dressed in a natty green dress wearing town-shoes. She was dragging him deeper and deeper into her clutches, and Jay feared where this was going to lead. At the same time, this was all he had.
Meanwhile, in the Candy Kingdom, Liz Mertens finished packing the bag she'd acquired. Stolen, she thought. She'd stolen it. For a good cause, this time. She'd come to see just why it was that her mother bounced on them. As the days had gone by, the young half-breed had found her thoughts increasingly turning back towards the thing that had gotten her in trouble in the first place.
She wanted to steal. She wanted to take. She felt angry all the time, and some dark speck inside her kept on directing that anger at her family. In the dark corners of her mind, she thought of the ugliness of her earliest memories. Her mother had beaten her one night, after she'd been rescued from jail. The older woman had been at her wits' end, and she'd just lost it. She'd started slapping Liz, and Simone had been forced to pull their mom off of Liz. Their mother had bounced on them shortly after that.
She was right, Liz thought. She was right to go. She's a monster, and so am I. It was time she was leaving. She hadn't used the card her father gave her. She'd suspected he was trying to use it to track her. Now, it presented an option. There was enough money there to get her on an airship, headed south. She could do the same thing as her mom. She could go into the wilds south of Jungle Kingdom and lose herself there.
Finished stuffing the bag, Liz slipped it on her shoulder and walked to the door. Drawing it open, she ran straight into her grandmother. "Elizabeth Mertens the Second," growled the Ice Queen, as she advanced on the younger woman. The hybrid shivered in terror. "Where do you think you're going," Simone demanded? Liz led with a lie. "I wanted to go live with grandma Lady," she said.
"You wanted to run away," Roselinen announced, as she slipped in beside Simone. "Tell you a story, kiddo... I ran away from home when I was young. Made it all the way down to Woolsock. I hadn't idea the first just how much danger there is in the world, but I'd done something I thought was unforgivable. I let our corduroy out of the pen, and she was killed by gores in the woods." The plush pillow-person let that sink in for a moment. "You think this is unfixable, honey," Rosie murmured. "It's not. You know what's unfixable? Your family standing around a hole in the ground, watching you be laid in it."
Liz flinched, then began to cry. Both older women slipped their arms around her and hugged her. "I-I'm a monster," the young girl howled! "I can't help myself! I want to hurt my family!" "You can't help yourself," Simone murmured, "but maybe we can help you."
As the moon rose over Sonbong, Finn the King climbed to the top of the castle wall. He'd been vaguely aware of what Jake was doing. There was a shit-tone of work needing to get done, and he hadn't had the time for her that she needed. Now, it was time to figure out what was going on with her. She was behaving oddly, and Finn suspected that it was either more troubles with Liz or Charlie. Or both, he thought, as he stepped out on the wall-walk.
"Whatcha' doin'," Finn asked, as he slipped his arms around his girlfriend? He couldn't really help thinking about seeing that butt dancing, as she walked down the hall. Orzsebet just didn't have the ass to make that work. "I... just wanted some air," Jake murmured. Pulling her to him, the big man rumbled, "was hoping you'd wear something nice tonight." She shrugged. "Glob, you sure smelled nice when you came out wearing that perfume...," he remarked. The way he was touching her... It felt just as good as it always did. "I... have a headache," she said. "Oh," Finn said, as he let go.
Resting his hands on her shoulders, the big man said, "I'm here for you, when you want to talk, Jake. Anything you and Charlie need. Anything Liz needs... We can get it fixed, babe. Don't stay up here, moping. Come in and talk, when you're ready." The King leaned in and kissed his mistress's cheek before getting on his way. When Finn had gone, Jake gave vent to a heavy-hearted sigh. She was no closer to having the resolve to do herself in, and now she needed a fucking cold shower.
Alien DNA's a bitch. Liz and Jake are certainly having their troubles dealing with 'urges' of one form or another. Simone and Roselinen show their stuff as moms. Kaito's alive and bringing back valuable information. And... hmm... Where did Finn see another wax-hustler? And can he trust Reese?