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Like Mother, like son
Like Father, like daughter.
Chapter two:
It had been only a month since the events of Zhadoom. Everyone was still shaky. Susan was in CnC directing supply ships. At her side was young David Sheridan, just a year old who was at his Aunt Susan 's side any chance he got. From his birth the two had bonded. She often baby-sat him, in fact she often took him even if his parents were home. And he loved her for every drop she did him. During the events of Zhadoom, with Delenn to much in shock to do much she had silently moved him in with her. He trusted her and she him in a way she hadn't trusted in a long time. He was quiet as his aunt worked knowing that it must be done. The son of Freedom fighters, raised amongst military he understood discipline. Susan worked near 19 hours a day but today she had promised to take him out if he was able to stay awake. He had been looking forward to this all week. He had even taken a nap so he would be fresh. Now at 2200 as she docked the last ship of supplies for the week, she turned to her young 'nephew' and led him out of the command deck.
She took him to a place Down Below which had good fast food as she had heard. Before arriving there they had hit the Zocalo where she had spoiled him rotten. John and Delenn where pleased with the attention she bestowed upon their son as he adored her so much. They objected to the gifts but didn't push because they knew she could afford it and wanted to do it.
It was as they ate and David chatted about his new toys that Susan noticed a woman staring at her. The woman was familiar but as she went after her to offer her something to eat the woman disappeared leaving behind nothing but a photo which had dropped from her bag as she fled. Susan, taking David's hand lead him over to the spot where the woman had been and picked up the photo which was dated December 24,2258 in a familiar handwriting and on the front a foursome of Michael Garabaldi, Stephen Franklin, Herself, and Jeffery Sinclair
Like Mother, like son
Like Father, like daughter.
Chapter two:
It had been only a month since the events of Zhadoom. Everyone was still shaky. Susan was in CnC directing supply ships. At her side was young David Sheridan, just a year old who was at his Aunt Susan 's side any chance he got. From his birth the two had bonded. She often baby-sat him, in fact she often took him even if his parents were home. And he loved her for every drop she did him. During the events of Zhadoom, with Delenn to much in shock to do much she had silently moved him in with her. He trusted her and she him in a way she hadn't trusted in a long time. He was quiet as his aunt worked knowing that it must be done. The son of Freedom fighters, raised amongst military he understood discipline. Susan worked near 19 hours a day but today she had promised to take him out if he was able to stay awake. He had been looking forward to this all week. He had even taken a nap so he would be fresh. Now at 2200 as she docked the last ship of supplies for the week, she turned to her young 'nephew' and led him out of the command deck.
She took him to a place Down Below which had good fast food as she had heard. Before arriving there they had hit the Zocalo where she had spoiled him rotten. John and Delenn where pleased with the attention she bestowed upon their son as he adored her so much. They objected to the gifts but didn't push because they knew she could afford it and wanted to do it.
It was as they ate and David chatted about his new toys that Susan noticed a woman staring at her. The woman was familiar but as she went after her to offer her something to eat the woman disappeared leaving behind nothing but a photo which had dropped from her bag as she fled. Susan, taking David's hand lead him over to the spot where the woman had been and picked up the photo which was dated December 24,2258 in a familiar handwriting and on the front a foursome of Michael Garabaldi, Stephen Franklin, Herself, and Jeffery Sinclair