Homecoming

To clarify questions about last chapter a little, in the original episode, Foss walks to Jessi's chamber first, presumably trying to get her out. Then he sees Kyle walking towards the room, and knocks him out as Kyle is distracted by Jessi's vibe. Then he drags Kyle outside leaving Jessi to die from the explosion. I agree with Alexander Ripley – it was very messed up.

I will be using parts of Season 2 (and S3 if I get that far) in my story, as one of the segments will no doubt show. This story is meant to show not only how would Jessi change if she grew up around Kyle, but also how Kyle would change around Jessi. I will also try to have more Josh, going with the lighthearted nature of the story.

I am not associated with Kyle XY.

A few days later.

Kyle was walking down the hallway of the Baylin Estate. Suddenly he felt somebody jump on his back, hugging his waist with her legs. One of her arms hugged his shoulders, while the other covered his eyes.

"Guess who!" she said playfully

"Jessi you are the only one who ever does this." Kyle responded somewhat annoyed. It was hard enough getting his hormones under control without Jessi getting physical every 5 seconds.

"You are no fun!" She stated getting of him.

Kyle turned around and looked at her. She was wearing tight jeans and a white t-shirt that allowed a glimpse at her fit stomach just below where her bellybutton would have been. She bought the clothes yesterday with Foss, who referred to the trip as the least painful shopping experience he has ever had with a female. She could figure out what she wanted without even trying anything on. Unlike the 3 sizes too large men clothes they could find laying around Baylin's house, these complemented her very well. Looking at her one would never guess that she was 'born' 79 hours ago.

"You like?" She asked him turning around like a model on a runway

"You look very nice." He responded trying not to stare too much

"It's part of Pierre Roussant summer collection." She stated, as if Kyle was supposed to know what it meant. He stared at her blankly. "And my underwear is part of Victoria Secret very sexy collection." She stated again. "It complements my body type."

Where does she learn this stuff?

Kyle closed his eyes with his right hand for a second, trying to gather his thoughts to respond. When he opened his eyes, Jessi was standing shirtless looking at him with those large innocent hazel eyes, presumably trying to show Kyle the underwear.

"What does very sexy mean?" she said epitomizing the concept, yet completely oblivious to it's meaning.

Kyle bit his lip and blinked twice before he could gather his thoughts. Jessi's brassiere was part of the collection for a reason.

"Um… it means… where did you learn this stuff anyway?" He said feeling his heart rate accelerate

"I watched 'America's next top model' yesterday." She said, and realized that Kyle didn't know what it was "These women walk around in pretty clothes." She added triumphantly, summarizing the show for Kyle, finally able to teach Kyle something for a change.

"Why don't you put your shirt back on." He said finally "We need to talk."

Jessi obliged a little hurt that Kyle wasn't interested in her discoveries. He sat down on a couch, and motioned her to follow. She sat right next to him, put her right hand on his lap, and looked him in the eyes.

"First off you should learn about modesty."

"Modesty?" She looked at him clearly confused

"Yes, it is not okay for a girl to take her shirt off in front of a guy."

"Is it okay for a guy to take his shirt off in front of a girl?"

"I guess…"

"Why?"

"Ahem…" Kyle didn't know himself. Some behavior rules were simply stated to him. "It just is."

Jessi blinked a few times clearly confused. Kyle took her hand of his lap, and put it on hers.

"I guess I better have Lori explain."

"Loli Tlager?" Jessi said excitedly – Kyle spoke very fondly of the Tragers, and she was eager to meet them "Lori" she corrected herself. Letter 'r' was still hard, especially if she was excited.

"Yes, we are going to live with the Tragers." He said "Which means we need to agree what to tell them"

"Tell them about what?"

"Remember how I told you we were special, different?" She nodded "Well, we can't tell them the truth."

Jessi's eyes widened at this new concept

"So we say what isn't tlue?" She asked completely confused

"Yes, it is for their own good. Bad guys may try to attack us because of who we are. If Tragers know who we are, the bad guys could attack them too."

What if these 'bad guys' tried to separate her from Kyle? He certainly could be more fun, but he was still there for her every step of the way to teach her about life. What if it wasn't Kyle who found her? Jessi shrank a bit in her seat, scared at the idea. She contemplated the choice for a second, but then went with her gut, and hugged Kyle tightly burying her head in his chest

"I am scaled" She said quietly

"Don't be, I will keep you safe" He said touched – Jessi still needed him the way he needed the Tragers way back when. He separated her from himself to look at her "But we need to do as I say. Do you trust me?"

"What is tlust?" she asked bug-eyed

"Never mind." He said thinking of a way to phrase it

"Kyle…" "I don't understand" She said waiting for him to acknowledge her "If bad guys try to attack us, how will they know Tragers don't know who we are?"

I bit my lip. Safety of the Tragers was certainly a concern, but as she pointed out I was largely lying to myself. The real reason is that I wanted to fit in, and didn't know how they would react. In certain religions what we were – clones from a certain close-minded perspective, would be considered less than human, What if the Tragers no longer see me as their son if they knew the truth? What if Amanda thought I was a monster…

"Jessi, just do as I say please…"

A dark futuristic looking corporation.

An attractive brunette woman in her early thirties walked into an office. Her look was unremarkable, boring even – a well maintain business casual costume, low key earrings and a hair style meant to keep her long hair well kept and orderly. For the untrained eye – she was a middle management executive walking towards her next meeting. Yet there was something about her – a cold look in her eyes, a look that spelled trouble for anyone who would dare cross her that suggested otherwise. A black man in a suit was waiting for her outside.

¨Miss Hollander you´ve handled some unusual assignments for us before."

"I like unusual."

"This case is no exception."

"In fact it is a highly sensitive matter that requires the outmost discretion."

"Well now I am intrigued." The woman said with a light smile

"Madacorp is like an iceberg – most of its interests lie beneath the surface. As did ZZYZX one of our research facilities, I said did, because ZZYZX was firebombed this week."

"By whom?"

"That's unclear at the moment, but there is a much more pressing concern. ZZYZX experiment with artificial reproduction and produced two primary assets. The first was a male named XY. He was terminated sometime last year for reasons unknown. The second was a female. She survived the bombing and escaped."

"Escaped? I take it the subject has outgrown her petri dish."

"She is fully developed. Human, yet not human. She's had no contact with the outside world. Consider her dangerous, unpredictable and disoriented. She is likely still wandering in the woods around Victor Falls."

"And I assume you don't want her to go camping?"

"I want her here. There is no telling what she might do, and we can't risk any exposure to the company. Shouldn't be too much of a challenge for you. I know what you accomplished in Iraq."

"I ll find her for you Sir." Hollander said simply

The bell rang. Lori went to open the door, Outside was someone she could never expect – Kyle was standing in her doorway with a bright smile on his face. A few steps behind was a tall brunette girl, looking shyly at Lori.

¨Kyle!¨Lori exclaimed and hugged him. "I mean Noah…". Kyle smiled lightly. He didn´t like the name Noah – he would have to think of a way to be called Kyle.

Josh was next. The alien theory was tabled for now, but not entirely thrown out. The whole Noah Peterson story smelled fishy. 'Learning physics as a kid' does not help one sink basketball shots in a way that would make Lebron James salivate, or get a bazillion on every IQ test ever developed. But Kyle was still very much his brother, and if he needed Josh to keep his cover, so be it. Besides, now that Kyle regained his memory, he would be at least mid-tier leader in the upcoming alien invasion; it would be wise to stay in his good graces. As he hugged him, an entirely different thought pattern entered his brain. A very attractive girl was standing behind Kyle staring curiously at all of them. She was a bit too Goth for his taste, but hey, beggars can't be choosers. Josh whispered into Kyle's ear:

"So who is the hottie?" he asked checking out the girl who came with Kyle

Remembering Jessi once again Kyle motioned her to come closer, as the family was gathering near him.

"Everyone, this is Jessi, my sister."

"Whoa alien girls are hot!" Josh thought to himself. Suddenly the impending invasion didn't sound so bad.

Oh snap, I did not just go there… Please review.

P.s. I am not abandoning my other stories – this chapter just screamed 'write me!'.