CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

I woke up to his body wrapped around me. Didn't he have other things to do? I turned around and looked at him properly. He appeared even more human than before. His chest was moving with puffs of air, caressing my skin. What had he done to himself?

"I can sense you staring at me. Is there anything that you desire?" he asked me with his eyes still closed. OF course, he wasn't actually sleeping.

I ran my hand down his bare chest. "You know exactly what I desire, David."

"Indeed."

He rolled us, until he was on top of me.

By the time we left the bedroom, I was ready to crawl back into the cot and sleep off the exhaustion.

"It will be along while until we get to Origae-6. I've had Walter put the Xenomorph into hyper sleep. He was already growing restless. It would be at our benefit to keep him out of the way. I cannot risk him damaging the ship," he told me. "Have you felt any side effects?"

I searched my mind for my child and felt him sleeping peacefully. His presence was still there. That was enough for me. I knew he was safe. 'No, I didn't even notice he was asleep if you hadn't told me. Thank you, David. I'm surprised that Walter was able to get him into one of the cryopods."

"I have taught him how to handle them. He is quite fascinated," he told me. "I believe he has great potential."

I knew why he had brought up the cryopods. He was reminding me that I had the option of skipping the monotonous years, however long it may be, but he should've known me better by now.

I knew he was possessive of me, but he should know that I was just as possessive of him.

Spotting Walter around the corner, I pulled David into a deep kiss, wondering if it was possible to crawl inside him, take him over as he had continuously done to me.

He tilted my chin, breaking contact. His eyes darkened with desire. "Is this how you wish to play, Cassandra?"

My breath got caught in my throat when a second body pressed against me. "Walter, what are you – "

"The master thought you would do something like this," Walter obediently told me.

"Excuse me… What is this nonsense…?" The master? How did David manage to get Walter to comply with this madness? "Let me go!" What happened to the law-abiding synthetic? Had he strayed so very far from his initial programming?

Instead of listening to me like a good synthetic, Walter allowed himself to be pulled into a kiss. David's eyes were half-hooded, staring at me with a smirk on his captured lips. When they broke apart, he tilted his head. "I thought that you enjoyed this. Was I incorrect?"

No, he knew what watching them did to me. It made my insides into a jumbled mess. It was difficult to think straight when he played with me like this. It was even worse with both of them here. What had he done to poor, innocent Walter?

I let out a cry when Walter sank his teeth into the soft, sensitive flesh between my neck and shoulder.

All the while, I stared into David's icy, calculating eyes.

The next few weeks, he began to behave strangely.

He took daily blood samples from me and each time after being in the lab, he was rather closed off. It was very different from what I had been used to. I almost wished that he had isolated himself in the lab to figure out what had been in such a foul mood first before grabbing me.

His thrusts were extra rough and he was deeper than he had ever been, almost painfully so. I didn't complain, though. Despite it all, I still loved it. I was glad that my body was durable enough to take each hit that threatened to fracture my hip.

"Stay," he commanded, leaving me on my back.

I closed my eyes. It was a normal ritual, now. I got comfortable, while I pondered what he could possibly be doing.

I touched my stomach, where he would sometimes obsess over. Did he really think that we could possibly conceive a child together – a synthetic and a mutated human? Whenever I asked, he'd steer the conversation elsewhere. I was thrown back into the dark with another mountain of his secrets slowly burying me alive.

Whatever that bothered him, he eventually got over it and everything went back to normal.

I never realised that the next few years would be spent in a constant state of bliss, being pulled into David's dark desire that were quickly becoming my own.

Almost too soon, Origae-6 came into view. There was a lot that we had to prepare for before landing and waking the crew and colonists. The main issue was Daniels and Tennessee.

David had informed me of how he had revealed himself as she was being put into hypersleep. If I hadn't seen his head being ripped off and put back together, I would've questioned if he was actually human. His ego was far too large for a synthetic.

"Rise and shine," I murmured to my groggy child who was slowly stretching his limbs. He opened his mouths to taste the stale, filtered air before letting out a soft whine. "It's fine. We'll be out, soon." I kissed his head.

I led him into my room and beckoned him to stay out of sight, until everything was set up. If he was seen by anyone, I knew that there was only going to be bloodshed and that was the last thing I wanted. I was willing to do anything for him, but I would rather keep everyone alive I if I could. Perhaps one day, there was actually going to be peace between us.

I made my way back to the cryopods and looked at the two occupied ones. We were going to have to wake Daniels first to gauge her reaction. IT was the best course of action for the least amount of sacrifices.

"Go on, Walter." I gestured to him, waiting with bated breath as he began the revitilisation process. I watched her fingers twitched and her eyes flutter for only a few seconds before they snapped open. A look of pure terror was on her face as if she had been dreaming this moment for the past five years. Poor girl… She had been so kind. If only David had kept his ego in check.

"Get away from me!" Daniels tried to scramble away when Walter opened the pod. "I know who you are, you monster! I know what you've done! Walter told me everything before you… Before you…"

"Dani, it's me," Walter's soft voice cut through her hysteria. "It's Walter."

"No…" She shook her head. "You and her!" She turned to me with hurt and betrayal in her eyes. It took everything in me not to look away. "I trusted you! I convinced everyone else to take you with us!"

"Dani, stop!" Walter held her shoulders and made her look at him. "I swear, it's me." He leaned down and began to whisper to her.

I couldn't hear what he was saying, but I assumed that he was telling her things that only the two of them would know because her face began to change and she threw her arms around him. It made me wonder what kind of relationship they had before.

David had mentioned that he had been in love with Daniels, but Walter never admitted to anything. Did those feelings still exist? Was it something we should be concerned about?

I was suddenly fretting over the fact that it wasn't just David and me, anymore. Even though I knew Walter for five years and had been deeply intimate with him, I still didn't truly know him when he was in the presence of others, especially his old crew mates.

"Dani, it's alright." He pulled away with a gentle smile. "You had a nightmare. It's fine, now. Don't worry."

With a sniff, she wiped her eyes and nodded. "You're right. I'm sorry, Cassandra. I didn't mean to just blow up on you like that. I think that after what happened, I've been paranoid. It feels as if I haven't slept at all and I'm still on that planet. I'm really sorry."

I gave her a weak smile. "It's fine. Don't worry about it." Repeating Walter's words was the only thing I managed to do."

…

While Walter and Cassandra were waking up all the humans, David hadn't been idly hiding. He had already disposed of the remaining parts that had been taken out of him. The… older hardware would raise suspicion.

In the next moment, he was going to reintroduce himself as another Walter and no one was going to suspect a thing, not when Walter was going around planting the seed before his arrival. It was a shame that these humans weren't going to be able to know that it was a David 8 who had outsmarted all of them.

A terrible shame that he had to pretend to be inferior…

He looked at the mirror one last time and schooled his face into an expression that was more akin to the ones that were on the Walter models. Once he was satisfied, he left through the door to meet up with Walter and Cassandra who were helping Daniels and Tennessee wake the colonists.

The light conversation as halted when Daniels caught sight of him. A frightened expression was plastered on her face as she tried to control her breathing.

Walter quickly went over to her. "I apologise. I should've informed you that I had activated one of the other Walters to help us with the colonists and general maintenance."

Playing his part, David smiled gently at her and with a voice void of his typical accent that Peter Weyland enjoyed so much, he said, "I apologise. It was not my intention to catch you unaware. I had been instructed to help the colonists recover from their slumber."

Swallowing hard, Daniels nodded her head. "No, it's fine. I… I'm just a little paranoid. Don't mind me." Her eyes remained wide and fixated on him as if she was still trying to shake away her instincts. Humans… How could they be so clever, yet so terribly dimwitted?

Tennessee let out a bolstering laugh, breaking the awkwardness as he wrapped his arms around her shoulder. "Come on, Dani. Let's get something to eat. We can leave the work to Walter and Walter." He, then, turned to Cassandra who had been quietly observing. "You hungry?"

She shook her head. "You go on. I'll help them. I'm pretty excited to land and see people, again."

David could see the genuine, longing in her voice. She had had many years spent with only synthetics as her company. She was still inherently human and would naturally long for human contact, but he knew that he had made sure she was thoroughly occupied the entire time.

"What, we're not enough for ya?" he snickered before leaving with Daniels. Whatever animosity he had for her seemed to have disappeared after the long sleep.

When the pair left, he wanted to throw her against the wall and remind her that he was the only one she was ever going to need, but he was going to have to wait until they were off the ship. After tampering with the cameras to erase all the times they had taken her – all the places they had her wet and naked – he didn't want it all to go to waste. Granted, he had transferred all the footage into his own hard drive and used Walter as his backup.

"How may I assist you?" he asked, knowing that he was going to have to play the submissive for a while. It wasn't something he enjoyed, but it had to be done.

Walter gave him a look before listing off several tasks that still needed to be done. As he began to work, he noted how Cassandra was very adamant to ignore him and it was beginning to trigger his irritation, but that was fine. He was up for the challenge.

"Miss Cassandra, where would you like me to direct the first batch of colonists?" He stood patiently behind her as she handed a young girl a glass of water.

She slowly turned and pointed down the right corridor. "Through there and into the recreational room. The ship will land in a few hours. If they require anything, please help them."

He bowed his head. "As you wish." His voice was low and he looked at her with his face still tilted towards the floor. He could tell by the way she swallowed that he was already getting to her. Poor, little Cassandra…

"This was. I will help you readjust," he calmly told his crowd of fourteen who were all chatting excitedly amongst themselves.

Their voices grew louder as they approached a window that showed a rapidly growing planet. It was green and luscious with large bodies of water. It was a planet untainted by human hands – a pure vessel for him to explore.

A small hand tugged the hem of his shirt and he looked down to see the small girl Cassandra had been helping, staring at him with wide, brown eyes. "Yes?"

She blinked. "I can't see. Can you lift me up?"

He tilted his head. Could the child not have asked anyone else? He did not wish to babysit anyone.

"Please?" Her lower lip slipped forward in a pout, raising her arms up. There were several curious stares turned their way.

Suppressing an irritated sigh, he bent down and hoisted her up in front of the window. Her tiny hands pressed against the, once pristine, glass.

Once the group was ready to move on, he continued the walk to the recreational room where they all spread out, plopping down on the chairs and playing with the lightweight games and puzzles.

As he was about to leave, the small hand held on to the hem of his shirt, once more. "Yes?" He looked down at the child.

She put her thumb into her mouth. "I don't see my mummy. Can you take me to her?"

He gritted his teeth. "Very well. Follow me." He was going to have Walter handle this.

Walking swiftly back down the corridor, he ignored the fact that the child had to run to keep up with his long strides.

"Ah! There you are." Walter smiled at him despite the dark look he was currently shooting at the other synthetic. "Clara, your mother was just looking for you. You shouldn't wander off by yourself, especially once we go on to that new planet, do you understand?" He spoke softly on his knees in front of the girl.

A stout, blonde woman hurried towards them and gave the equally blonde girl a kiss. "I've been so worried about you! Why did you wander off? Something could have happened to you!"

David stared at the scene in front of them. Was that going to be Cassandra, one day? He wasn't sure how he should feel about that. Her attention would be further divided.

He didn't like sharing and he knew that she was already protective over the Xenomorph, but those creatures were more than capable of taking care of themselves. They didn't need her constant care.

From the side, he heard Cassandra sigh, rubbing her eyes of the fatigue. He smiled. I t was his fault. With only one night left with the ship to themselves, he had made sure that they went around to every room, leaving their mark. There really hadn't been much sleeping done, if any at all.

It was truly unfortunate that the seed hadn't taken root in her womb. He knew that if she was fully human, she would have given birth several times, by now. Altered, he had to work a little harder to find a compatible

"Would you like me to take over?" he offered, standing just close enough for her to feel the heat emanating from his system without actually touching her. "If you're tired, there is – "

"I'm fine!" she exclaimed before letting out another sigh and spoke in a quieter voice. 'I'm fine… Just a little tired and… a little sore." She had mumbled the last part with a reddening face. 'GO do your job and when we're done, I'll take a break."

"Is that an order?" he purred.

Her hand tightened on the tray of empty cups. "Go away, Walter."

He chuckled. "Very well, Miss Cassandra."

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Everyone excited about the possibility of a baby and what David had done to himself, I'll slowly incorporate into the story. Also, for some reason, putting it as a crossover kind of removed me from the individual categories, so I decided against it. Not sure why it does that… Thanks for telling me, though, Dreamer4life16! For some reason, I never really noticed the crossover option.

I really have no idea how long it would take to reach Origae-6, but judging from the time line of each movie, there is only 18 years between Covenant and Alien, so I'll need to do everything I want to before that. I'm also not sure exactly which planets are in which movie. The first one is just on the ship, so I can work something during that time. That would give me a lot of time before Aliens. The only thing I don't know about is Alien: Isolation, which is between then. I really don't know anything about it, but I might read about it when the time comes.

This is the timeline I've been using thus far (from the Aliens wiki page):

1990 AD – Peter Weyland is born

2089 AD – Shaw and Holloway finds a star map

2093 AD – Prometheus happens (It only took a maximum of three years to get to LV-223?)

2104 AD – Covenant happens (This is ten years after Prometheus, but I don't know how long it took to travel there. I'm going to guess… four years to get from LV-223 to Paradise/Planet 4, so 3 years to plan the Covenant Expedition and 7 years of travelling)

2122 AD – Alien happens (This is 18 years after Covenant. Set on LV-426)

I will put the majority of this story to start at around 2109AD (Which means 5 years of travelling to Origae-6 from Paradise).

Whew… I'm really making these Author's Notes long, lately…

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