From: Peanut Butter General, The
Date: 12/17/2001 12:27:44
Subject: Sisterly Visit by Peanut Butter General, The
Source: web
TITLE: Sisterly Visit
AUTHOR: Peanut Butter General, The
E-MAIL:
GENRES: Vignette
PAIRINGS:
CONTENT:
KEYWORDS: Contemporary.
RATING: PG
SPOILERS: Medium is the Message
SUMMARY:
A little Brin story... Since we haven't seen her since AJBAC, I
guessed that she's alive and well. And in Seattle...
DISCLAIMER:
All characters who appear in this story belong to their respective
creators, including Cameron/Eglee Productions and 20th Century
Studios. No money is being made from the use of these characters.
======================================================================
Cold, so cold; and so scared. I need to go, need to
get out, need to contact Zack. I need...
"5734, wake up." A voice called, while shaking the
sleeping girl. "Wake up!"
"What." Brin half shouted, popping straight up.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." The man said. "You were having a
nightmare. You were rambling on about being cold
and needing to get out of the freezer. You okay?"
"Yes." Brin said, taking a deep breath, "Fine.
What's our status?"
"Still no word from command." The man said. "Far as
I know, our orders to ground still stand. Word on
the street is someone or something is picking off
the Manticore soldiers. But I don't have anything
solid yet. Can't find anyone really willing to talk
about it either."
"We need information." Brin said. "We can't remain
here indefinitely."
"What are your orders ma'am?" The man asked.
"We blend." Brin said. "We simply blend in with
society. Get jobs and lives and try to act like we
belong. Command will call for us."
"The squad will follow your lead on this ma'am." The
man said. "You are the only one here with
sufficient training and expertise. You did, after
all, live in this filth for years prior to your
detainment and re-indoctrination."
"Yes." Brin said. "Assemble the troops for morning
review."
"Ma'am, yes ma'am." The man barked.
The three soldiers lined up in front of Brin.
"Morning call." Brin shouted.
"X5487, ma'am." The man shouted.
"X5780, ma'am." A second man shouted.
"X8858 ma'am." The little girl called.
"Our objective is to blend in with society and
attempt to masquerade as normal people until we are
contacted by command." Brin said.
"Ma'am, what are your orders in regards to the rumors
of capture?" X5487 asked.
"We need to identify the targets as well as the
individual attempting to capture our people." Brin
said. "Judging by the rumors being told, it is not
command."
"Yes ma'am." The soldiers all barked in unison.
"X5487, your new name will be Jon Jacobson. X5780,
your new name will be David Jacobson. We will
present ourselves as a family." Brin said.
"Ma'am, what about me?" X8858 asked.
"You will be... you will be...Tinga Jacobson." Brin
said. "My sister."
"Ma'am, yes ma'am." X8858 called. "What is my
task?"
"5487 and 5780, you two will concentrate on finding
work. Whatever you can get so long as it pays
money." Brin said. "As for legality, I don't care.
We need to be ready to leave Seattle in a week.
It's too dangerous for us here."
"Ma'am, yes ma'am." The two men barked.
"8858, you and I will research these rumors." Brin
said. "I have an idea of someone who can help."
*
"Checkmate." Logan said smiling. "What's wrong?"
"What makes you think anything is wrong?" Max asked,
staring out the window.
"I never beat you at chess." Logan said, "Not that I
mind winning and all."
"Just thinking." Max said.
"About?" Logan prompted.
"Life in general." Max said. "I'm sorry, I'm not
good company tonight. Why don't we call it an
evening and I'll talk to you tomorrow? Okay?"
"Sure." Logan said, putting the chess pieces back on
the board. "But if you need to talk..."
"No." Max said. "I don't need to talk. I need to
clear my head."
"See ya." Logan said, walking Max to the door.
"Tomorrow." Max said, pulling the door shut behind
her. She started walking toward her bike when a
voice called out to her.
"Max." Brin snapped. "Long time."
"Yea." Max said, nodding to Brin and the X8.
"Haven't seen you since Gillette."
"You saved me that night." Brin said. "I was ready
to rush in and try and disarm the explosives. I
would have died if you hadn't gone back for me."
"You're my sister Brin." Max said. "I'd try
anything to save you. I'm sorry Zack and I didn't
get to you in time. So much happened all at once."
"You don't have to be sorry." Brin said. "Being
back was good for me. Once I was retrained and made
to forget about life outside, I was happy. Happier
than I ever was out here."
"Good old Manticore, huh?" Max sneered. "So what's
up? Why are you here?"
"When the base was attacked, we scattered." Brin
said.
"I was there for three months, I never saw you." Max
said.
"Well, you were being retrained. I was in with the
others, the other X5. They weren't the way I
remembered the X5." Brin said. "But they were
family."
"Lydecker changed them after we escaped." Max said.
"One of the doctors told me."
"Whatever." Brin said. "It doesn't matter now.
Until Command calls for us, we're all on the same
side."
Max furrowed her eyebrows, "What do you mean?"
"Something's trying to kill us." Brin said flatly.
"And frankly, I'd like to know what."
"We're working on it." Max said.
"You and Zack?" Brin asked.
"You don't know?" Max said. "They screwed Zack up.
He was there too. With me, all those months. Only
I thought he was dead. But he wasn't. Renfro used
him for another experiment. He's alive, just has no
clue who or what he is. Not to mention he's partly
mechanical now."
"I knew they were working on him, but I had no idea
that he was...changed. I'm sorry." Brin said.
"We're all sorry." Max said. "That is me and a few
others."
"No word from the rest of the family?" Brin asked.
"Krit, Syl, Zane, Jondy, anyone?"
"Nothing." Max said. "I'm here, just me, and the
others that escaped the fire."
Brin lowered her head. "I miss them all so much. I
cried when Lydecker brought Ben back to the base.
His neck snapped. He said you did it."
"I did." Max sobbed. "I had to. He asked me to."
"Then he died an honorable death." Brin said. "A
soldier's death."
"So." Max said, "How'd you find me?"
"I've seen you around town." Brin said. "I figured
you were still in Seattle. I just couldn't bring
myself to speak to you. After all that happened,
but I told you to send me back. I remember that
much, and you did and you saved my life. Twice.
But, when command calls, I'm going back to
Manticore."
"Manticore's gone." Max said.
"No." Brin said. "The committee's still out there.
They're probably just binding their time until they
contact us to return. Either that or their busy
with these people, the ones trying to kill us."
"White." Max said. "His name is Ames White. I
don't know what he is or whom he works for. NSA,
maybe? I don't know. He's trying to kill us all."
"There's only four of us, including 8858 here." Brin
said. "We're blending as of now. We can't stay
secluded here for long. The one thing I do remember
clearly is Zack telling me to keep moving and stay
apart. It's safer."
"We're going with the strength in numbers routine."
Max said. "The more people watching your back, the
better. I know Zack would never approve. But, he
doesn't know."
"What the CO doesn't know won't hurt him?" Brin
asked.
"Yea." Max said. "So, were you just looking for
information or was their something else I could do
for you?"
"No. Nothing else." Brin said. "I just wanted to
find out about the enemy so we could prepare."
"If you see him, run." Max said, coldly.
"That bad?" Brin asked.
"That bad." Max said.
"Well." Brin said, wiping a tear from her eye.
"Give me a hug little sister and I'll be on my way.
Best I take my team out of Seattle."
"If you see any of the others out there, be careful.
Zack told them you'd been... retrained." Max placed
her hand on her sister's shoulder. "They don't know
what happened and I don't know how they'd react to
you."
"If I find out anything." Brin started.
"Call me." Max said and rambled off her pager
number. "Don't forget that number Brin."
"I won't." Brin said. "It's nice to be back on the
same team."
"We could keep it this way, you know." Max said.
"Sorry." Brin said. "Once the committee recalls us,
we'll be back to being enemies."
Date: 12/17/2001 12:27:44
Subject: Sisterly Visit by Peanut Butter General, The
Source: web
TITLE: Sisterly Visit
AUTHOR: Peanut Butter General, The
E-MAIL:
GENRES: Vignette
PAIRINGS:
CONTENT:
KEYWORDS: Contemporary.
RATING: PG
SPOILERS: Medium is the Message
SUMMARY:
A little Brin story... Since we haven't seen her since AJBAC, I
guessed that she's alive and well. And in Seattle...
DISCLAIMER:
All characters who appear in this story belong to their respective
creators, including Cameron/Eglee Productions and 20th Century
Studios. No money is being made from the use of these characters.
======================================================================
Cold, so cold; and so scared. I need to go, need to
get out, need to contact Zack. I need...
"5734, wake up." A voice called, while shaking the
sleeping girl. "Wake up!"
"What." Brin half shouted, popping straight up.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." The man said. "You were having a
nightmare. You were rambling on about being cold
and needing to get out of the freezer. You okay?"
"Yes." Brin said, taking a deep breath, "Fine.
What's our status?"
"Still no word from command." The man said. "Far as
I know, our orders to ground still stand. Word on
the street is someone or something is picking off
the Manticore soldiers. But I don't have anything
solid yet. Can't find anyone really willing to talk
about it either."
"We need information." Brin said. "We can't remain
here indefinitely."
"What are your orders ma'am?" The man asked.
"We blend." Brin said. "We simply blend in with
society. Get jobs and lives and try to act like we
belong. Command will call for us."
"The squad will follow your lead on this ma'am." The
man said. "You are the only one here with
sufficient training and expertise. You did, after
all, live in this filth for years prior to your
detainment and re-indoctrination."
"Yes." Brin said. "Assemble the troops for morning
review."
"Ma'am, yes ma'am." The man barked.
The three soldiers lined up in front of Brin.
"Morning call." Brin shouted.
"X5487, ma'am." The man shouted.
"X5780, ma'am." A second man shouted.
"X8858 ma'am." The little girl called.
"Our objective is to blend in with society and
attempt to masquerade as normal people until we are
contacted by command." Brin said.
"Ma'am, what are your orders in regards to the rumors
of capture?" X5487 asked.
"We need to identify the targets as well as the
individual attempting to capture our people." Brin
said. "Judging by the rumors being told, it is not
command."
"Yes ma'am." The soldiers all barked in unison.
"X5487, your new name will be Jon Jacobson. X5780,
your new name will be David Jacobson. We will
present ourselves as a family." Brin said.
"Ma'am, what about me?" X8858 asked.
"You will be... you will be...Tinga Jacobson." Brin
said. "My sister."
"Ma'am, yes ma'am." X8858 called. "What is my
task?"
"5487 and 5780, you two will concentrate on finding
work. Whatever you can get so long as it pays
money." Brin said. "As for legality, I don't care.
We need to be ready to leave Seattle in a week.
It's too dangerous for us here."
"Ma'am, yes ma'am." The two men barked.
"8858, you and I will research these rumors." Brin
said. "I have an idea of someone who can help."
*
"Checkmate." Logan said smiling. "What's wrong?"
"What makes you think anything is wrong?" Max asked,
staring out the window.
"I never beat you at chess." Logan said, "Not that I
mind winning and all."
"Just thinking." Max said.
"About?" Logan prompted.
"Life in general." Max said. "I'm sorry, I'm not
good company tonight. Why don't we call it an
evening and I'll talk to you tomorrow? Okay?"
"Sure." Logan said, putting the chess pieces back on
the board. "But if you need to talk..."
"No." Max said. "I don't need to talk. I need to
clear my head."
"See ya." Logan said, walking Max to the door.
"Tomorrow." Max said, pulling the door shut behind
her. She started walking toward her bike when a
voice called out to her.
"Max." Brin snapped. "Long time."
"Yea." Max said, nodding to Brin and the X8.
"Haven't seen you since Gillette."
"You saved me that night." Brin said. "I was ready
to rush in and try and disarm the explosives. I
would have died if you hadn't gone back for me."
"You're my sister Brin." Max said. "I'd try
anything to save you. I'm sorry Zack and I didn't
get to you in time. So much happened all at once."
"You don't have to be sorry." Brin said. "Being
back was good for me. Once I was retrained and made
to forget about life outside, I was happy. Happier
than I ever was out here."
"Good old Manticore, huh?" Max sneered. "So what's
up? Why are you here?"
"When the base was attacked, we scattered." Brin
said.
"I was there for three months, I never saw you." Max
said.
"Well, you were being retrained. I was in with the
others, the other X5. They weren't the way I
remembered the X5." Brin said. "But they were
family."
"Lydecker changed them after we escaped." Max said.
"One of the doctors told me."
"Whatever." Brin said. "It doesn't matter now.
Until Command calls for us, we're all on the same
side."
Max furrowed her eyebrows, "What do you mean?"
"Something's trying to kill us." Brin said flatly.
"And frankly, I'd like to know what."
"We're working on it." Max said.
"You and Zack?" Brin asked.
"You don't know?" Max said. "They screwed Zack up.
He was there too. With me, all those months. Only
I thought he was dead. But he wasn't. Renfro used
him for another experiment. He's alive, just has no
clue who or what he is. Not to mention he's partly
mechanical now."
"I knew they were working on him, but I had no idea
that he was...changed. I'm sorry." Brin said.
"We're all sorry." Max said. "That is me and a few
others."
"No word from the rest of the family?" Brin asked.
"Krit, Syl, Zane, Jondy, anyone?"
"Nothing." Max said. "I'm here, just me, and the
others that escaped the fire."
Brin lowered her head. "I miss them all so much. I
cried when Lydecker brought Ben back to the base.
His neck snapped. He said you did it."
"I did." Max sobbed. "I had to. He asked me to."
"Then he died an honorable death." Brin said. "A
soldier's death."
"So." Max said, "How'd you find me?"
"I've seen you around town." Brin said. "I figured
you were still in Seattle. I just couldn't bring
myself to speak to you. After all that happened,
but I told you to send me back. I remember that
much, and you did and you saved my life. Twice.
But, when command calls, I'm going back to
Manticore."
"Manticore's gone." Max said.
"No." Brin said. "The committee's still out there.
They're probably just binding their time until they
contact us to return. Either that or their busy
with these people, the ones trying to kill us."
"White." Max said. "His name is Ames White. I
don't know what he is or whom he works for. NSA,
maybe? I don't know. He's trying to kill us all."
"There's only four of us, including 8858 here." Brin
said. "We're blending as of now. We can't stay
secluded here for long. The one thing I do remember
clearly is Zack telling me to keep moving and stay
apart. It's safer."
"We're going with the strength in numbers routine."
Max said. "The more people watching your back, the
better. I know Zack would never approve. But, he
doesn't know."
"What the CO doesn't know won't hurt him?" Brin
asked.
"Yea." Max said. "So, were you just looking for
information or was their something else I could do
for you?"
"No. Nothing else." Brin said. "I just wanted to
find out about the enemy so we could prepare."
"If you see him, run." Max said, coldly.
"That bad?" Brin asked.
"That bad." Max said.
"Well." Brin said, wiping a tear from her eye.
"Give me a hug little sister and I'll be on my way.
Best I take my team out of Seattle."
"If you see any of the others out there, be careful.
Zack told them you'd been... retrained." Max placed
her hand on her sister's shoulder. "They don't know
what happened and I don't know how they'd react to
you."
"If I find out anything." Brin started.
"Call me." Max said and rambled off her pager
number. "Don't forget that number Brin."
"I won't." Brin said. "It's nice to be back on the
same team."
"We could keep it this way, you know." Max said.
"Sorry." Brin said. "Once the committee recalls us,
we'll be back to being enemies."