Author's Notes: For the Alternate Universe challenge. I wrote this about two months ago, just forgot to upload it.

Mothers

"Do you understand?"
"Yeah," he said. Yeah, he understood. He didn't accept it, not yet at least, but he understood.

He got why they did it -- why they tried to hide and why they failed. Once a Yeerk, always a Yeerk. Once a slave, always a slave.

"She loved you, Marco," Eva said, putting a hand on her son's shoulder. "We both did."

He shut his eyes as it came back. His mothers on trial for treason. The relief and the horror on Eva's face as the slug died. For him. To save him.
His real mother.
Visser One.