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Chapter 4
Hospital rooms, Jack thought, all looked alike. This one was in Russia, but it could have been anywhere.
She stroked the blonde hair of the boy who lay on the bed. It felt like a miracle, and a nightmare.
She had been told that she was not to remain after he gained consciousness and that he would not remember her.
"They've got him full of some pretty powerful meds." She hadn't noticed the woman enter, but now she was standing by the bed.
"He was hurt pretty badly."
"This is all your fault."
The woman said nothing.
"If you people hadn't got him involved in this, he'd still be o.k."
The torrent was unexpected, but it included everything that she had thought or said over the last four years.
"He's just a kid. Just 14 years old and he's been blown up, shot and nearly strangled by a jellyfish."
Two men had entered the room. The older gazed at her for a moment taking in the torrent of abuse she was unleashing at this stranger, before he turned to his companion
"Would you please take Miss Starbright home, comrade?"
Yury didn't know much, but he knew that when his superior called him Comrade it was not a good thing. He held out his hand and guided Jack from the room.
"She didn't say anything that wasn't true." Vixen's tone was expressionless. Her eyes never left the body.
Volk snorted.
"This from the woman who was exiled here, for daring to suggest that the child ought not to be used."
Vixen shook her head.
"When Helen first told me she was pregnant, I gave her five hundred pounds and told her to leave. To take herself and the child she was carrying as far away from Jon, from me, from our world as possible. She looked at me like I was mad."
She shook her head.
"I've always wondered if she'd listened, what would have happened."
"Probably she'd have been miserable." Volk said. "You told me, that she was in love with him. If you lose your love, some people lose their reason for living."
"Probably you're right." Vixen said, quietly. "But still..."
She trialed off, as there was a knock on the door.
It opened to admit two people, a man and a woman.
"Excuse me," the man said, "my name is Vladimir Dhild. This is my wife, Catherine. We have information about Alexi Voras."
TBC