Ever After Chapter Four
Disclaimer: A long, long time ago, in a galaxy really nearby, I wrote a disclaimer. See chapter 1
I should probably call this prelude to chapter 4 because it is short but I'm not sure how short. People seem to like this story, well at least judging from all the good reviews I'm getting. Thanks! It's keeps my mind off the impending doom of Chemistry tests. Anyway here goes purple vending cups.....
"You have to help her!"
Dylan's pleas were getting more and more frantic as he held on to Rommie. He felt so helpless there was nothing he could do to save Rommie's baby. He'd made her a promise and he always kept his promises.
"Dylan, I'm trying but I can't stop the virus, it's multiplying and spreading through the babies systems, it's already destroyed a large percent the files and programming. And..."
Harper paused as something appeared on his readout.
"Of course, the self-protection program...." He glanced up at Dylan and Rommie and then back down at his readout.
"The baby has it's own self-protection program, it's not very developed but it's beginning to combat the virus, it is protecting all it's vital components and the virus is receding. The program is activating counter-measures to protect the baby..."
As Harper was telling him this, Dylan, who was holding Rommie's hand suddenly yelled in pain. And pulled his hand from Rommie's.
"What the hell was that?" He was holding up his now bleeding palm. Trance left to grab a medkit.
"It's probably just a malfunction because of the virus program and the fact that the babies own protection program is, like everything else, untested."
As Trance tended to his wound, Dylan turned his attention back to Rommie.
"How are you doing?"
Rommie gave a small smile. "The baby is fighting off the virus and it's almost completely destroyed but a high percentage of the babies systems are damaged and the growth process may not restart. We'll just have to wait and see if it can overcome the damage."
When Trance had finished Dylan helped Rommie to her feet and supporting her, headed towards the door. He paused and turned back to look at his crew.
"Where are the Ambassadors?"
Holo-Rommie, who was looking better than before, answered him.
"They are at the entrance to the hangar deck, obviously waiting for their transport ship to take them home."
Dylan smiled grimly. "Tyr, Beka, please collect our guests and finds them some nice accommodation on v-deck. Then you can have some fun and find out exactly who ordered the virus to be created."
He turned with Rommie to leave, then he turned back.
"Oh and guys, don't actually hurt the ambassadors, at least not yet. And when their transport ship arrives tell them that we're holding them on charges of attempted murder of an unborn infant and if they insist on having them back, fire a couple of warning shots at them. That should get rid of them"
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Dylan brought Rommie back to her quarters and helped her lie down on her bed.
"You should try and get some rest, Harper is monitoring the baby and he'll let you know if there is any news. You are better off resting and letting the baby take care of itself at the moment."
He kissed her forehead and stood up to leave. But Rommie grabbed his hand.
"Stay with me?" She looked so vulnerable and scared. And so beautiful. Dylan sat back down and took her hand in his.
"Everything will be alright Rommie, I know it will."
He silently prayed that everything would be okay.
And the prayer was sent out to the universe and the universe answered it in it's own way, but the universe has a strange sense of humour, like taking someone words exactly as they appear, instead of how they were meant.
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That might have been a cryptic way of saying all will be fine, or does it mean something more? Please review if you have the time and I promise a longer chapter soon!