Backseat of a Greyhound Bus
Part 2
By: LadyTiger06
Disclaimer: Same stuff as before – Of course I don't own the Matrix or the Twins. (I wish I did. :-)) This was written for simple enjoyment. "Backseat of a Greyhound Bus" belongs to Sara Evans and her company.
Review Replies:
Fluxt: Not in this story – this is only going to be a short songfic, possibly an extended prologue if I continue writing in this story line. If there's a sequel, then yes, Neo, Morpheus, and Trinity will come into the plot. Thanks!
Virius-Ambience: No worries – I know it's constructive criticism. :-) I'm writing this with a sequel in mind, so I'd leave a cliffhanger here and not explain the significance of the baby until the sequel. Thanks for reviewing. :-)
Mirror: Thank you, and here's more.
sulkdodds: I'm glad you like it. Here's the second chapter (verse) ;-), hope you like!
Kit19: Thanks so much. I like this song, and I thought it fit well, too. As for the Twins – here you'll find out, though I hope you'll be pleasantly surprised. Let me know what you think. :-D
Thanks for reviewing, peeps!
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In Jackson, Sara had managed to get a temporary job washing dishes at a restaurant for food and a little money. Late in the evening, walking back to the motel down the street, she caught a glance of those albino twins again. They're still following me? She thought. She quickly forgot her concern as she felt a sudden movement against her abdomen. She started in surprise, and then smiled in realization. Placing both hands flat on her large stomach, she spoke softly:
"Oh, hello, little one. You're alive and kicking, aren't you?"
Bittersweet feelings filled her – her choices that brought her this baby she was falling in love with were also the source of her mental and physical anguish. Sighing, Sara headed on back to the motel.
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"She knows of our pursuit."
"The anomaly will be born soon."
"We will carry out our orders?"
"We have no choice."
So they continued, watching, and waiting.
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A month passed, and Sara knew it was time to move on. She left the motel and sat at the all-to-familiar bus stop, watching the sunrise. When a bus finally pulled up, headed for Memphis, Sara got on and headed to her accustomed spot towards the back. Once again, she observed her followers take seats behind her. What are they going to do to me? She wondered, as the bus started moving. Ignoring her worry, she drifted off into the all too welcome realm of sleep.
She drifted in and out of sleep for several hours, hearing snatches of conversation as people boarded and left, as well as the murmurs of the two behind her. I hope they won't hurt my baby. She thought drowsily. This thought brought a sudden pain in her abdomen, jerking her awake.
"Oh, shh, it's all right." She spoke softly, patting her stomach as the pain receded. She laid her head back, wanting more sleep, when the pain came back, full force. Her muscles tensed, then relaxed. Sara gasped for air, and in surprise. Contractions…am I going into labor? She struggled to remember how far along she was…seven…eight months?
The next contraction struck, and she cried out softly in pain. "Oh please, God, not now."
The man sitting across the aisle heard her cries of pain, and he turned to look at her. Immediately he crossed over to her.
"Miss? What's wrong?" He asked.
"I think…I'm having my baby…" She managed.
"Ok," He said, quickly taking control of the situation. "Wait here, I'm going to talk to the bus driver." Not wanting to leave her alone, he turned to the two in the seat behind her. "Look, can you two sit with this young lady? Just keep her calm." Not waiting for a reply, he headed up to the front of the bus.
The Twins exchanged looks, hesitant. When hearing Sara's cries of pain, they both stood and moved up to the seat with her. Unsure of what to do, but seeing her clenching and unclenching her fists, one of them reached out and took her hands in between his. Might as well. He thought as she squeezed his hands as an outlet for her pain.
Moments later, the man came back to them, trailed by a woman.
"All right, miss, I've spoken to the bus driver and the others on the bus. We're out in the middle of nowhere, so no one's cell phone is getting service. The bus driver is going to stop in the next town so we can call an ambulance, but he said it might be a while. This lady here is a doctor, so she'll help you out. In the meantime, we're just going to try and keep you comfortable." He smiled at her reassuringly. The doctor took over, giving orders as the others on the bus came back to help.
"Ok, Sara, is it? All right, now you two, yes, you twins, you're going to stay by her and play the role that a husband normally would – don't even think about saying 'no,' just do what I'm telling you. Let's lay her down on this back row – you, get a blanket…"
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The moon was full
The stars where smiling
God has a funny sense of timing
The baby came on the interstate
Somewhere between Jackson and Memphis
She finally found what she had been missin'
She cried and laughed
While the red lights flashed
Sweet baby girl
She looked into
The face of the new
The face of a brand new world…
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Sara was in labor for hours, not even coming close to being fully dilated until the sun went down. The Twins stayed silently by her side as the doctor coached her through her contractions. Sara was catching her breath during a lull in the pain when the man who had first helped her came to the back of the bus and spoke quietly with the doctor. She sighed, and nodded. Turning back to Sara, she spoke.
"Sara, we're just pulling into a small town now. They don't have a hospital, but we can use a phone to get an ambulance out here. Someone's going to do that now. But I'm afraid you're going to have this baby before it gets here, so I want you to just listen to me, and do as I say." Sara nodded and tensed as another contraction came on. "Ok, now push."
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"We've never seen a human being born." One twin spoke quietly to his brother.
"No, we haven't." The other replied. "We must be prepared."
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Sara gasped and strained, trying to ignore the pain. In the back of her mind she noted the full moon and the clear skies of the night. So beautiful… She thought as she found a moment's peace.
"All right, come on girl, you're almost there, almost done." The doctor spoke soothingly. "One more time, push!"
Sara did, willing her baby to be born. Pain tore through her again, but finally, it was done. She tried to lift her head, but couldn't. To her surprise, one of the Twins, still beside her, wrapped an arm around her shoulders and supported her to sit up. Red lights flashed outside the bus windows and she heard the sirens, but all she could do was look at her baby.
"A beautiful girl." The doctor said, smiling as she wrapped the crying baby in a blanket and gently passed her to her mother. Sara laughed in joy, even as tears streaked down her face, as she took the quieting baby into her arms.
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On the backseat of a greyhound bus
Heart so full that it could bust
Staring at the rest of her life
She never thought this would be the place
Where she would find her saving grace
But she fell in love she fell in love
On the backseat of a greyhound bus
Oh yeah...yeah...
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"So, that was it."
"Yes. A baby."
"The anomaly."
A brief silence, as both contemplated.
"We cannot kill her."
"No, not like this. Later."
"The Merovingian…"
"Will not be happy."
"He likes games…"
"And complications to the games."
"So do we."
"Maybe he will simply…"
"Consider her a complication."
"Yes."
"We won't kill her."
"Not today."
~~~
Sweet baby girl
She found a brand new world…
On the backseat of a greyhound bus
Heart so full that it could bust
Staring at the rest of her life
She never thought this would be the place
Where she would find her saving grace
But she fell in love she fell in love
On the backseat of a greyhound bus
Oh yeah...yeah...
~~~
Sara felt immense joy welling within her heart as her looked into the face of her baby girl. She stroked the girl's dark curls back from her face, staring into her deep hazel eyes.
"Grace." She whispered as she placed a kiss on her baby's forehead. EMTs flooded the bus and moved quickly to the back. One of them lifted her up as another gently took her baby, Grace. They were carried out and Sara was laid on a propped stretcher, her baby placed in her arms. The Twins followed them off the bus, and watched her silently. Sara looked up and saw them, those two mysterious people that she still knew next to nothing about, but who had helped her. Smiling, she lifted one hand in farewell and thanks as the paramedics wheeled her into the ambulance. The Twins did not move, only watched.
As the ambulance doors slammed shut and the vehicle sped off into the night, Sara felt a tug on her neck as Grace tugged on – Hey, wait, I wasn't wearing a necklace. But Sara reached up, and sure enough, a small pendant hung from her neck. Lifting it, she saw that it was made of silver and had a strange marking on either side. From the Twins? The brief wonder left her as Grace cooed and smiled up at her. My child, my saving Grace.
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She wore a dress with cherries on it
Going somewhere where she'd be wanted
Hey yeah oh...
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"Do we think she will find the necklace?"
"Yes, we think she will."
"The anomaly – we will meet her again."
"Yes, we will. Another day."
The Twins turned from the scene, and faded into the night.
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The End
Author's Notes: Well, I hope you liked it. It was a spur of
the moment writing, and there may be a sequel, if anyone's interested. I know
the Twins were probably a bit out-of-character, but this fic isn't perfect. :-)
A quick note – no, the baby is not one of the characters from the movies. Also
– this fic is not set in any of the movie timelines, and neither would the
sequel be. Let me know what you think – reviews, as always, are really helpful
and appreciated.
~LadyTiger06
