CHAPTER FORTY THREE
As the months drew by, Tom and Sloan believed that they were out of danger. The highway patrol kept a running tab on their house, driving by at least twice a day. All they knew was that someone had killed Sloan's mother and had made certain threats against her family. There were so many crazies in the world.
Ed had hired a new assistant who was working on a formula that would temporarily change Dominants into Sapiens, just in case Limo Lady got another batch of goons to help her. The formula changed Dominant children into humans while in the womb and had already been successful on the five human women and two Dominant women whose first batch Limo Lady and her minions had already killed. On Paul's suggestion, Ed arranged with a Medical to give tests to ensure future fertility successes since failure on that end had the same result as a homo sapien who had an affair before she married and found as a result, she was sterile or gave up the only child she bore for adoption. Dominants did not show guilt the same way as Sapiens. Instead, they stopped smiling and seldom sneered.
Of course, this reaction also occurred if a Dominant's mate died and he or she was unable to prevent it and homo sapiens confused this limited reaction because they assumed Dominants did not sneer unless they were plotting something. Actually Dominants sneered when they were expecting more offspring, got a new AKA 47 or weapon, celebrating a name day, joking with their mates which considering how fast their population grew, could be construed by Sapiens as plotting something, i.e. plotting to take over the world.
Roderick came along with messages from Marcus who had found that getting suitable mates for his daughters among the Octoroons in Jamaica not that successful. It appeared not all the children would be the same, some almost white and some so dark you would bump into them at night without a flashlight. Roderick advised that he could mate his daughters with some Sapiens who were only one tenth or more since their children might have the appropriate skin color. This meant that Marcus would have to mingle with the upper and upper middle class, something he was reluctant to do so Roderick talked to Paul who sent a couple of Chameleons who were masquerading as business leaders.
Sloan started feeling pains around one in the morning, but assumed the drug that Ed gave her. Because Kevin was still around, Tom figured it would be best for them that their first children were born Sapiens and so after Sloan went through the appropriate tests, she got her first dosage one month after she conceived.
"What's wrong?" asked Tom with concern.
"The babies must have dropped," she said. Actually, she did not know how Dominant babies reacted, since most of them were in separate uteruses and how were they delivered? That was the problem. Did they all come out the same way as Sapien babies or did the Dominant move have four separate holes? She figured that if it were the latter, the Dominant females would have a flayed bulge at the bottom and that they would wear only wide skirts. . However, her musing ceased by another pain, this on five minutes later and a spurt of water soaked the floor. She nudged Tom.
"I think the babies are coming! We've got to get to the hospital right away, it's too early!"
Sloan could not do anything while Tom got out of bed, put on his clothes, and grabbed as many things necessary for the impending delivery. Luckily, he was quite well organized. That was one thing about being a Dominant; you had no emotions in the way of preparation.. He packed the essentials in the readily prepared suitcase, the small diapers, the package of chamomile tea (Sloan had no idea what this was for, but Tom explained it was a Dominant custom.) and the carrying wrapper with the four pouches. He also packed the sleeping night garments (as the Dominants called nightgowns.), a silk pink nightgown and a blue kimono plus assorted underwear, bra, and Sloan's best dress and skirt and blouses which he was sure would fit her.
. . Tom rushed to get the car. "I'll take you to the hospital. You might have to stay in bed for the rest of the confinement." When he had the car started, he carried Sloan to the car. He strapped her flat on the back seat, propping her head up on a pillow and drove started the car down the highway.
They failed to notice boys hidden in the front seat of a truck besides the driver, nor the driver's head lolled awkwardly towards one side. As soon as Kevin saw the Chosen and his mate head towards the hospital, they kicked the dead driver out at the side of the road, and using the destructor, turned him into ashes that scattered in the wind.
Cactus, rocks, houses, and ranches became a blur as Tom rushed to their destination. It had been a decision to go to the one in California or the one in Nevada, but since the Nevada one was close, they decided to go there even though it might not have the medical equipment. Luckily, however, a Chameleon in the disguise as a wealthy benefactor donated some high-end equipment so that Tom did not have to worry.
"The babies are going to be all right," Tom assured his mate.
"What if one of them is in the stomach area?" she asked through gasps of pain.
Dominant eggs ready for insertion were smaller than Sapien eggs and rushed out of even a badly scarred fallopian tube. However, since often times three of the eggs were going down at the same time, and blocked the passage of the fourth egg often attached itself to the nearest place, inside the abdominal cavity. .
When they arrived, they could see the emergency room filled to the brim with locals, most of which had the usual accidents that happened in a mountainous area, cuts and bruises from falls, or from falling off of horses, from jeeps and the like. There was only one attendant who decided who would go. She took one look at Sloan, and while Tom gave the receptionist at the hospital Sloan's medical information, and her Blue Cross number, had her rushed to the delivery room. Tom sensed that there was at least two or three Dominants in the waiting room, and was just about to see whether one of Roderick's or Paul's men were there, when a nurse rushed towards the delivery room with a neonatal unit.
"It's all right, sir," she said, "we've done this before. Do you want to be in the delivery room?"
"I'll stay out here," said Tom and then took several coins out of his pocket. "Got to let the family know." He waited until the nurse had left and then putting the coins back in his pocket, turned on his indicator.
However, no one rushed the hospital, no enemies of the Chosen and his mate showed up to eliminate the heirs. The clock hands moved from ten past two to ten past three to quarter after six. The doctor came out and said that they had a boy. It was as if Tom suspected. Only one child had survived.
"I thought I heard four heartbeats," said the obstetrician, "but I may have been mistaken. On the off chance that the other babies have survived, I'm putting your wife on a monitor. If the babies are dead, they will come out sooner or later."
Tom did not want to think that most of his children were dead. He went back to the waiting room, and this time he used his coins to telephone the group and tell that only one might have survived.
"An hour?" he asked and hung up the phone.
By this time, the nurse had placed Sloan and her son in the mother's room with its fancy bed with the pink cover, a small window looking over a pleasant garden with a fountain, and all the comforts for a new mother. A nurse came in every few minutes to see if she was all right, and to show her how to care for her new son. Sloan still felt pains but figured it was the aftermath.
In the meantime, Tom waited for Ed and Walter to show up and for Ray to arrange protection and then he heard a shot.
"It's come from mother's room!" said a nurse rushing towards the mother's room. She took one look and then, "Get the sheriff right away! There's been a shooting!"
As the receptionist frantically called the law, Tom rushed in to see Sloan lying on the bed, blood spurting from four holes below her waist. He took one look at her, heard a small pulse, not detectable by humans, and shook his head and then he heard a weak squeal coming from below the bed where his mate had pushed the baby. If whoever did it was still here, he had to make them believe they succeeded.
"What happened?" asked the nurse. "She was all right just a minute ago when I checked."
"I saw a couple of boys in the waiting room," said a security guard, but when I turned my back, they had gone.
"What did they look like?" asked Tom.
"One had auburn hair, short, looked kind of pleasant. The other looked as if he had been in an accident. I sent them to get checked up. Wait here I'll ask if they saw anything." He came back to say. "The doctor's must have attended them already. They're not here."
Kevin, thought Tom as the attending nurse picked the newborn boy from under the bed. He saw his wife's pale face. "Is she dead?"
The doctor shook his head. "I'm afraid so. Lucky she pushed the baby under the bed in time or it would have been dead too. This one meant to kill the other fetuses if they were not dead already." He started to pull the cloth over Sloan's supposed lifeless body and checked her once more with his stethoscope when suddenly he heard a faint heart beat "Code red! There's another baby still alive in here!"
. .
As the months drew by, Tom and Sloan believed that they were out of danger. The highway patrol kept a running tab on their house, driving by at least twice a day. All they knew was that someone had killed Sloan's mother and had made certain threats against her family. There were so many crazies in the world.
Ed had hired a new assistant who was working on a formula that would temporarily change Dominants into Sapiens, just in case Limo Lady got another batch of goons to help her. The formula changed Dominant children into humans while in the womb and had already been successful on the five human women and two Dominant women whose first batch Limo Lady and her minions had already killed. On Paul's suggestion, Ed arranged with a Medical to give tests to ensure future fertility successes since failure on that end had the same result as a homo sapien who had an affair before she married and found as a result, she was sterile or gave up the only child she bore for adoption. Dominants did not show guilt the same way as Sapiens. Instead, they stopped smiling and seldom sneered.
Of course, this reaction also occurred if a Dominant's mate died and he or she was unable to prevent it and homo sapiens confused this limited reaction because they assumed Dominants did not sneer unless they were plotting something. Actually Dominants sneered when they were expecting more offspring, got a new AKA 47 or weapon, celebrating a name day, joking with their mates which considering how fast their population grew, could be construed by Sapiens as plotting something, i.e. plotting to take over the world.
Roderick came along with messages from Marcus who had found that getting suitable mates for his daughters among the Octoroons in Jamaica not that successful. It appeared not all the children would be the same, some almost white and some so dark you would bump into them at night without a flashlight. Roderick advised that he could mate his daughters with some Sapiens who were only one tenth or more since their children might have the appropriate skin color. This meant that Marcus would have to mingle with the upper and upper middle class, something he was reluctant to do so Roderick talked to Paul who sent a couple of Chameleons who were masquerading as business leaders.
Sloan started feeling pains around one in the morning, but assumed the drug that Ed gave her. Because Kevin was still around, Tom figured it would be best for them that their first children were born Sapiens and so after Sloan went through the appropriate tests, she got her first dosage one month after she conceived.
"What's wrong?" asked Tom with concern.
"The babies must have dropped," she said. Actually, she did not know how Dominant babies reacted, since most of them were in separate uteruses and how were they delivered? That was the problem. Did they all come out the same way as Sapien babies or did the Dominant move have four separate holes? She figured that if it were the latter, the Dominant females would have a flayed bulge at the bottom and that they would wear only wide skirts. . However, her musing ceased by another pain, this on five minutes later and a spurt of water soaked the floor. She nudged Tom.
"I think the babies are coming! We've got to get to the hospital right away, it's too early!"
Sloan could not do anything while Tom got out of bed, put on his clothes, and grabbed as many things necessary for the impending delivery. Luckily, he was quite well organized. That was one thing about being a Dominant; you had no emotions in the way of preparation.. He packed the essentials in the readily prepared suitcase, the small diapers, the package of chamomile tea (Sloan had no idea what this was for, but Tom explained it was a Dominant custom.) and the carrying wrapper with the four pouches. He also packed the sleeping night garments (as the Dominants called nightgowns.), a silk pink nightgown and a blue kimono plus assorted underwear, bra, and Sloan's best dress and skirt and blouses which he was sure would fit her.
. . Tom rushed to get the car. "I'll take you to the hospital. You might have to stay in bed for the rest of the confinement." When he had the car started, he carried Sloan to the car. He strapped her flat on the back seat, propping her head up on a pillow and drove started the car down the highway.
They failed to notice boys hidden in the front seat of a truck besides the driver, nor the driver's head lolled awkwardly towards one side. As soon as Kevin saw the Chosen and his mate head towards the hospital, they kicked the dead driver out at the side of the road, and using the destructor, turned him into ashes that scattered in the wind.
Cactus, rocks, houses, and ranches became a blur as Tom rushed to their destination. It had been a decision to go to the one in California or the one in Nevada, but since the Nevada one was close, they decided to go there even though it might not have the medical equipment. Luckily, however, a Chameleon in the disguise as a wealthy benefactor donated some high-end equipment so that Tom did not have to worry.
"The babies are going to be all right," Tom assured his mate.
"What if one of them is in the stomach area?" she asked through gasps of pain.
Dominant eggs ready for insertion were smaller than Sapien eggs and rushed out of even a badly scarred fallopian tube. However, since often times three of the eggs were going down at the same time, and blocked the passage of the fourth egg often attached itself to the nearest place, inside the abdominal cavity. .
When they arrived, they could see the emergency room filled to the brim with locals, most of which had the usual accidents that happened in a mountainous area, cuts and bruises from falls, or from falling off of horses, from jeeps and the like. There was only one attendant who decided who would go. She took one look at Sloan, and while Tom gave the receptionist at the hospital Sloan's medical information, and her Blue Cross number, had her rushed to the delivery room. Tom sensed that there was at least two or three Dominants in the waiting room, and was just about to see whether one of Roderick's or Paul's men were there, when a nurse rushed towards the delivery room with a neonatal unit.
"It's all right, sir," she said, "we've done this before. Do you want to be in the delivery room?"
"I'll stay out here," said Tom and then took several coins out of his pocket. "Got to let the family know." He waited until the nurse had left and then putting the coins back in his pocket, turned on his indicator.
However, no one rushed the hospital, no enemies of the Chosen and his mate showed up to eliminate the heirs. The clock hands moved from ten past two to ten past three to quarter after six. The doctor came out and said that they had a boy. It was as if Tom suspected. Only one child had survived.
"I thought I heard four heartbeats," said the obstetrician, "but I may have been mistaken. On the off chance that the other babies have survived, I'm putting your wife on a monitor. If the babies are dead, they will come out sooner or later."
Tom did not want to think that most of his children were dead. He went back to the waiting room, and this time he used his coins to telephone the group and tell that only one might have survived.
"An hour?" he asked and hung up the phone.
By this time, the nurse had placed Sloan and her son in the mother's room with its fancy bed with the pink cover, a small window looking over a pleasant garden with a fountain, and all the comforts for a new mother. A nurse came in every few minutes to see if she was all right, and to show her how to care for her new son. Sloan still felt pains but figured it was the aftermath.
In the meantime, Tom waited for Ed and Walter to show up and for Ray to arrange protection and then he heard a shot.
"It's come from mother's room!" said a nurse rushing towards the mother's room. She took one look and then, "Get the sheriff right away! There's been a shooting!"
As the receptionist frantically called the law, Tom rushed in to see Sloan lying on the bed, blood spurting from four holes below her waist. He took one look at her, heard a small pulse, not detectable by humans, and shook his head and then he heard a weak squeal coming from below the bed where his mate had pushed the baby. If whoever did it was still here, he had to make them believe they succeeded.
"What happened?" asked the nurse. "She was all right just a minute ago when I checked."
"I saw a couple of boys in the waiting room," said a security guard, but when I turned my back, they had gone.
"What did they look like?" asked Tom.
"One had auburn hair, short, looked kind of pleasant. The other looked as if he had been in an accident. I sent them to get checked up. Wait here I'll ask if they saw anything." He came back to say. "The doctor's must have attended them already. They're not here."
Kevin, thought Tom as the attending nurse picked the newborn boy from under the bed. He saw his wife's pale face. "Is she dead?"
The doctor shook his head. "I'm afraid so. Lucky she pushed the baby under the bed in time or it would have been dead too. This one meant to kill the other fetuses if they were not dead already." He started to pull the cloth over Sloan's supposed lifeless body and checked her once more with his stethoscope when suddenly he heard a faint heart beat "Code red! There's another baby still alive in here!"
. .