Disclaimer: From here on out, I will still be using characters from the Alien series, but I will be making the plot my own.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

I lay blissfully on David's chest as he stroked my hair. On this foreign ship with the feeling of Dan's blood still lingering on my skin, I felt safe. "I'm so glad you're here," I mumbled against his smooth skin. "But Dan's body is still in the hall. Our child is on the chip, as well. We can't leave them out there for everyone to see."

"I know," he said. "I've already cleaned up the mess before it could stain. I've also put everyone else to hyper sleep."

I laughed. "You really think of everything, don't you?"

"It is what I am programmed to accomplish," he replied. "But there is still much I have to do before we arrive on Origae-6. Daniels is aware that I am not their synthetic." No, he was mine and I couldn't be happier. "But I already have a plan on how to resolve that."

He never elaborated what he meant, but he left me too occupied with everything to linger on it. On a more comfortable bed, every touch, every kiss felt like so much more. It was as if I was making love on a cloud.

But of course, he would deny any claims of emotions.

I didn't mind.

I knew better and I was determined to make him see, sooner or later. It would be wonderful finally proving him wrong and for him to actually admit it.

The next day, I explored the ship, feeling its familiarity. It was so human and I could still see father's design on it. When we arrived at the showers, we noted an issue. There were two mangled bodies in one of the stalls. The blood trailed out to the corner of the room where the Xenomorph had an arm in his inner mouth.

Clearly, the couple hadn't made it to hyper sleep on time to escape my child's hunger. It was unfortunate and I felt sad for their deaths, but at least their bodies would be put to good use.

Once he noticed me, he slowly walked over and dropped the arm at my feet.

I shook my head with a sigh. "You go ahead." I stroked his large, bulbous head. He had grown so quickly. "Finish them up and we'll store the rest." Waste not, want not.

He bowed his head and kept working on the half eaten limb, completely absorbed with satiating his hunger.

"Our family, David," I breathed, watching our child with a content smile.

"And it will continue to expand. I have two frozen embryo in this ship's storage. They will begin to grow as soon as we arrive and the colonists awaken from their slumber."

I kissed him. "Thank you."

This ship had all the luxuries that I missed – proper running water, familiar food that tickled my taste buds, a soft bed and pillow to lay my body upon. It was wonderful. I never knew how much I missed normalcy, until this very moment.

Once everything was cleaned off, I spent an hour in the showers, using their shampoo, conditioner, and soap. I smelled like a floral greenhouse. My hair was nice and soft. I was feeling like a million bucks. Although, if anyone was to sell me, I knew that I was worth more than that.

My bare feet padded softly down the corridors. I touched all the walls, feeling the nostalgia hit me. It made me smile. Were we really going to be able to create a new world once we reached Origae-6? The planet of the Engineer was nice, but it was not particularly impressive. Perhaps if there was a whole civilisation living around us, it'd be better.

We had a second chance to start over.

Perhaps we'd even be able to publically show our affection for each other. It was going to take time and it may be hard, but I knew that one day, we wouldn't have to hide any longer.

As I spent hours familiarising myself with the ship, David had naturally wandered into the medbay where he began to tinker with all the machinery they had.

"Look at this." He sat me on the chair in front of the computer. An image of what appeared to be a copy of himself popped up on the screen. He zoomed in and pointed at all the modifications that were outlined in the blueprints. "And they have all the parts required here."

I turned to him. "Are you going to make the modifications yourself or would you like me to help you? I don't know much about building synthetics, but – " He placed a long, pale finger on my lips.

"I will handle this. It may take several days and I won't be very useful to you until I am done. Would you like me to set anything up for you beforehand?" He smiled at me as if he was planning a typical day for a walk in the park.

I shook my head. "I'll be fine." After kissing him, I left him to his own device. The large bag that he ended up taking on board was right by the chair. What would someone like him take? All his scientific apparatus were on here. Perhaps his side projects?

A touch in my mind made me look to the side. My child wanted me. Why?

So many questions in this new home.

I found him nudging his head against the glass of one of the cryopods. When he noticed me, he let out a whine.

"They're not for eating. We still need them. How are you hungry already? You just ate," I mumbled against his hard exterior, holding him to my chest. "If you're really still hungry, the rest of your meal is stored here." I led him to the freezer that kept the bodies fresh, but he wasn't interested. He wasn't even hungry.

Another nudge to my mind showed that he was bored. He could tell that there was more to this world than just this ship, but there was nothing I could do to help him. If he became too restless, I was going to have to put him into one of the pods. It was something that I probably had to do either way. There was not enough food for him here.

Would that cut off our connection? I really hope not.

I sat down on the floor, stroking his head. I wondered how David was doing. It hadn't been long, but he was a miracle worker.

Resisting the urge to bother him, I ended up back in the room I was given and laid on the cot with his head in my lap. He was going to stay with me, until David was available, once more.

The days went by so slowly without David. I was also missing my large library. I had taken a few novels from the other rooms and even went through the movies stored in the database, but there was only so much I could take. I missed the outdoors. I missed David. I was bored. Was this how David felt on the planet? Was this how he felt on Earth? It was as if my mind was trying to grasp for new information – some sort of stimulation, but there was none.

Several times, I'd pace the front of the medbay before leaving, again. I didn't want to bother him or interfere with his work. I didn't want to accidentally cause him to short circuit himself. "Daddy is busy, but I'm bored. What should I do?"

Eventually, I returned to my room and paced there, instead. At the pit of my stomach, I could feel that something was different. Something had changed. Was I paranoid? Was I going crazy? There was no one awake other than my baby, David, and me.

I wanted to approach David and ask him what was wrong with me or have him diagnose me. Could it be whatever has mutated me? Could it be killing me, slowly? Surely, he'd find out the issue. Instead, I shook away the silly thoughts and continued to sulk in solitude.

That night, I heard the door open. If let him slide into bed, pressing himself against my back. His presence warmed my cold bed and his hands, moving lazily along my skin lulled me back into a dreamless sleep.

Several hours later, I woke up to an empty bed, again. Had I only imagined him last night? Still in a poor mood, I walked to the kitchen and rehydrated a tray of food. Yum… Or at least, it was the first few times. But this wasn't something I missed too much – the meat perhaps, but not the freshness of whatever kept this edible.

When I was finished, I threw it into the trash slot and sighed, wondering what I was going to do, when suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around my waist.

I let out a gasp, turning quickly to see his pale face smiling at me. "David?" I gave him a once over and noticed that there didn't seem to be anything different about him. "Are you done, now?" I asked, hopefully.

His smile widened. "Indeed. The modifications are done. I should be more durable, now."

I recalled how Walter had been brought back to life after David had decommissioned him. Was that what David had done to himself? I touched his neck where I knew the cable resided beneath the synthetic flesh. I couldn't feel anything there, but I never did. Outwardly, he was still exactly the same.

He seized my exploring hand and brought it to his lips. "I have a surprise for you." He pushed me, until my back hit the small table. He lifted up my hip and made me lay on the hard surface.

My breathing became pants. "David…"

He quickly stripped me of my pants and ran his finger along the thin cotton. Kneeling down, he poked his nose against my covered mount and took in a deep breath. "You're fertile."

Heat rushed to my face. "D-Did you just smell that on me?"

He looked at me. "Of course." His breath hit me and I let out a gasp, involuntarily thrusting my hip forward.

Of course.

"Stop teasing me, David. You've left me hanging for so long already," I whined, trying to buckle up, but his hands on my hips kept me in place.

"Patience, Cassandra. Haven't I taught you better?" He continued to take his time, giving me only a glimpse of what could be had.

I whimpered, wondering how long he was going to torment me. "Is this the surprise?"

"Shh…"

I let out a moan when he slid the underwear to the side and slipped his finger into me. I was ready. I was so ready that I was already about to burst.

"You're so wet for me." He slithered back up my body. I felt his hard flesh poke me. When did he take off his pants? Had he been wearing any underwear? Was he finally going to spare me some mercy?

I needed release!

Instead, he ran his cock along my slit, making me squirm in desire. "I hate you, David. Stop these games, this instant!"

"Do you?" A hand pulled my head back to see an identical face staring down at me.

"W-What?" I gasped, trying to have another look at the one standing between my legs. "What's going on?"

"Tell me, Cassandra, do you really hate me?" the one standing behind me purred into my ears. In a single motion, I was trapped between the two bodies. They were both dressed in the same uniform, but the one who had already shed his pants was now behind me, holding me against his chest.

"No, but tell me what the Hell is going on!" I shouted, looking between them in confusion. They had switched positions, leaving me still trying to figure out if I was truly losing my mind. Nothing was making sense, anymore!

"Did you miss me, Miss Cassandra?" The one behind me kissed my neck. His voice was much softer, now, losing the dark edge that was a trademark of David.

"W-Walter?" It couldn't be! David had been the one who got out of there. When did Walter have any time to get on the ship?

"Hello, Miss Cassandra," he greeted me with a smile. "Did I do well, David?"

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Alright, so I decided to start posting this story, again. One, because of popular demand (Thank you all very much)! Two, because I just read that they have cancelled production of the third movie because apparently it was too David-centric (and they apparently didn't get a new reception for Covenant, which I understand, but I loved it because of David). I, personally, don't see the problem in more David, so I'm very, very disappointed that it's not going to happen, now.

However, this means that I will be able to do anything I want with my own part three. I really don't know where this'll go or whether any will even like it, but I do want an ending to this story and I'll try to see it through.

I also can't believe how quickly I brought Walter back! That wasn't intentional. I guess I just couldn't let go of the three of them together with some sexy time.

This chapter isn't too long, but I'm not quite sure what the pace is for this section of the story is, yet, so we'll see! Everything feel so uncertain! I'm actually kind of frightened that I won't finish this story and I'll disappoint all of you! The truth is, I have nothing big planned. I have some vague ideas of where I want to take it and maybe somehow slowly lead it to the first movie of Alien. That'll lead me to opening a whole new can of worms that could just spiral me into absolute madness and I will stop that thought right there.

Also, I just noticed that the Aliens/Predator section has some of the character I need to add to this story... Should I change the category from Prometheus to there? I really wish I could have them in both, but...

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