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Sailor: thanks for the review. Yeah, that's the whole reason I wrote that chapter, for the most part. Selfish fun: The dinner fight. Yes, Sick Boy will take no one's shit, with the exception of Luigi because Luigi owns and takes care of him. That is an intriguing thought and I've considered it myself, but I'm leaning towards not doing it. It still may happen, no solid ideas have taken hold when it comes to the next singer, but no wheels are moving towards it being her. And Graverobber has been absent for a few reasons that I'll fully explain: we've been at GeneCo for the most part, due to the main characters being there. I haven't thought of a way to bring him back into the story yet. And I'm just not a big Graverobber fan so it's hard for me to write him well, or at least I never think I'm writing him well, which makes me extremely hesitant to put him in the story. I've been workin on comin up with a way to get him back in but nothin's clicking yet. I look forward to your next review.

Erin: yeah, I'm not a big fan of these review boxes either. They don't irritate me as much as they apparently annoy you though. Haha, kinda funny. Oh, you make me so happy. And now I feel the competition nagging at me to beat that chapter...ha. Flawless, huh? wow, that may be the kindest compliment a reader has ever given me. Thank you. And I've said this before too, i love you too. I wasn't really trying for the "fly on a wall" thing but I'm glad it happened because that's the best way to write out a scene like that. Otherwise it just gets way too confusing. I'm glad you don't have a deathwish. Lol. *HOWLS* wolfman indeed. This joke is never gonna get old. Owen has a tad bit of evil in him, yes. What did you expect? Luigi is his dad. And I'm glad you remembered my warning to you, it should be a while off but I'm not positive. I never am. It will happen though. You're definitely not gonna be happy with him for a little bit...in the future. Learn to live with it, lol. Thank you, thank you very much. I hope you like this chapter. In fact, I hope this is the chapter that beats out last chapter as your favourite.

GeneCo: Sustaining the Genetic Opera

Chapter: Surgery

Pavi lay down on the cold table, nerves so wild that his hands were shaking. The only other time he'd been on a surgical table, terrified about being put to sleep, with this doctor working over him, was when his face was ruined all those years ago. It was oddly poetic and brought a strange sense of closure that he should be back here again to come full circle.

Nevertheless, he was still scared enough to be on the verge of getting off the table and saying "fuck it". Still, he didn't move. The calm side of his mind was telling him to stay and his limbs were obeying without hesitation.

"Are you ready?" asked the doctor, looking down at him with a reassuring smile.

"Si." replied Pavi, hearing his voice but not certain if he actually spoke.

"Stay calm, I'm going to put you under now." said the doctor. Pavi had sudden de ja vu, remembering the doctor saying those exact words the night he saved his life.

Pavi nodded in response, then stayed still so the mask could rest over his mouth and nostrils.

"Count backwards from ten." said the doctor, softly.

"Dieci, nove, otto, sette..." replied Pavi, saying each number after a breath until he passed out completely. The doctor left the mask on Pavi's face to be certain the man was asleep as he stuck an IV tube into a vein on Pavi's hand. Taking the gas mask off the Largo, he brought his table of tools over and began to finish fixing what he'd saved nearly twenty years ago.

Xxxxxx

"Stop it." mumbled Sick Boy as Amber's hand landed on his upper thigh under the table. They'd all gotten past the shock of the news about Pavi due to Luigi's superior ability to make anyone afraid to ask him to repeat himself.

Amber's response was to squeeze his thigh, digging her nails almost through the denim.

"My family fucking owns you, I'll do whatever I want." she whispered to him without looking at him.

Due to being sat right next to Amber, Shilo heard this comment. She was confused at first then figured it out.

"Oh shit." she couldn't refrain from mumbling.

"What?" asked Luigi, turning to her. He'd been talking to Erin.

"Nothing." she said, too quickly. He narrowed his gaze at her.

"That's a speedy response for nothing." he said.

"I'll talk to you later." she said, trying to decide if she should lie.

"You're a brat." whispered Sick Boy, leaning towards Amber to make sure she heard him. Her response was more than he'd expected and he finally was fully convinced that she and Luigi were related.

She took her hand off his thigh, making him sigh in relief. Only for a moment, however as she balled her hand into a fist and slammed it down onto his crotch. Turning away from him as if she'd done nothing at all when he cried out and leaned forward, his hands going right to his throbbing testicles.

Once again, everyone's conversations halted and attention turned towards Sick Boy. Only Luigi had made it enough of a habit to glare at Amber first, knowing she'd done something.

"What the fuck did you do to him?" he snarled at her. He'd had enough of his siblings to last him a few more years.

"Nothing." she replied, her voice seething with coldness.

"Amber, I'm about this fucking close to burying my fork into the next person that pisses me off." replied Luigi.

"How about you do us all a favour and shove it up your ass instead." she replied, everyone was watching this verbal exchange with supreme interest rather than checking on Sick Boy.

"It'd probably fit better in yours. Then again, it might just fall out." he said, after a brief moment of thought.

"Piece of shit."

"Oh, sit on my face."

"Sorry, I don't wanna catch anything from your boyfriend." replied Amber.

"Don't talk about yourself that way."

"That doesn't even make any sense, fuckwad."

"It did to me, slut!"

"That's cause you're insane, dick."

"At least I'm not a crack whore!" replied Luigi.

"I'm not a fucking crack whore!"

"Does he make you pretend you're a corpse?"

"Nope, he got more life out of me than you ever did." said Amber, pissed off enough to do something she rarely did. Acknowledge that she and Luigi had had an affair in the past. Shilo, Owen, and Raven had known of this from their own sources and were only surprised that Amber was mentioning it. Sick Boy(no longer grasping his balls in pain) and Erin, however, had only heard the rumours that the press put out and never believed it until now. They were stunned.

"Bullshit! I fucked you like a champ!" shouted Luigi, standing up, his chair toppling over behind him. He was now at the point of anger, frustration, and defensiveness that he gave the words that spilled out of his mouth absolutely no thought.

Lisa and another GenTern who had just been walking in with more drinks froze. The new GenTern holding the second tray looked to her boss in shock and fear as to what to do.

"Take it back, take it back, take it back!" whispered Lisa, quickly. She and the girl hurried out of the room before the objects on the table became airborne.

"You fucked me like a little boy who couldn't find the hole." replied Amber, smirking as she stood. She didn't mean the words she was saying, she just knew she'd royally pissed him off which meant she was winning this fight and not about to back down.

"Guys, maybe-" began Owen, slowly getting up. Luigi quickly cut him off.

"Shut up! Sit down!" he shouted at the boy. Without thought Owen shut his lips and his ass hit the seat, surprising himself. Not even seeing Owen sit back down, he pointed at Amber, the look on his face starting to scare her.

"You're nothing but a waste of fucking space. You've never contributed anything to this family or the world around us. You were cute when you were little, but that's it. You're nothing now. Nothing, and that's all you'll ever be." he snarled. Amber was surprised at how much that statement hurt and did what she always did when she was hurt, she got mean.

"Daddy was right. You are a creature." she snalred in reply. Luigi's response was the exact same as the one he'd just caused in her, hurt turning to cruelty.

"What happened to Pavi was your fault and I've never forgiven you, you disgusting whore." replied Luigi, she actually took a physical step backwards from that. Her mouth started to move to reply but she forced it closed and just left the room. They all turned their eyes on Luigi, watching him physically wince when the door slammed shut.

He immediately looked ashamed of what he'd said, they all saw it and they saw him cover it up with his usual expression of annoyance as he stepped behind his chair and pushed it in. He pretended to look at their faces, he refused to look ashamed for that.

The only person he actually looked at was Shilo, expecting to see hatred. Surprising him, he saw a mix of pity and anger.

"Well, dinner's over. I'm heading to the doctor's, I wanna be there when Pavi wakes up." said Luigi, shoving his hands in his pockets and walking out. Without saying anything to anyone, Shilo and Sick Boy got up and left as well. Sick Boy went down a different hall, after Amber.

"No, we're not talking about it." said Luigi, not looking at her as she caught up with him.

"Luigi, -" she began, he cut her off, his temper boiling over again.

"God damnit! I said no!" he shouted, stopping and turning to her. Her expression of hurt causing him to feel ashamed again.

"Fine. Try to not bite my head off when you don't know what I'm gonna say." she replied, coldly before walking away.

"Fuck!" he exclaimed before marching back towards the doctor's again.

Xxxxxx

Amber's door slammed just as Sick Boy reached the hallway. He walked down it slowly and listened to the sound of things breaking before opening the door. He closed it behind himself and leaned against it, hands in his pockets.

"No matter how many things you break, it won't put your heart back together, trust me." he said. She whipped her lamp across the room then looked at him, panting.

"Fuck off."

"That was advice, not an attack, love."

"Take your advice and shove it up your ass."

"All your shovin comments aside, why are you attackin me?" he asked, noticing for the first time that there were tears streaming down her face.

"Because...just...did you not hear me? Fuck off." she squeaked, plopping down onto her bed and burying her face in her hands. He walked over to her, sat down at her side, and wrapped an arm around her.

"You'd better not fucking love me." she mumbled as she buried her face in his powerful chest. He thought about her comment for a moment.

"I don't. I just feel for ya." he said, knowing he wouldn't have to explain it further. She climbed into his lap and he held her, keeping her from falling to the floor, as she cried against him.

Xxxxxx

Owen and Raven slowly made their way towards his room, hoping to stay free of anymore fighting. They were in silence, neither really knowing what to say. Raven had been warned about the family but this was the first time she saw them all together acting out like that. Owen had grown up watching and hearing them all from a distance but it was so much different when you were right in the middle of it.

He was still a little shaken from his father. He couldn't figure out why he actually sat down and listened like that. Merely minutes before hand he'd pulled him off of Pavi, yet his father yelling at him caused him to sit down like a scared small child. Raven saved him from his thoughts.

"I think I'm still drunk." she said, her voice slurring a little bit. He laughed, relaxing again.

"Probably." he said, opening his door. She walked past him, kicking off her shoes then hopping onto the bed. He started to undress, glancing over at her to see if she was still awake. She was. She held her hand up, one finger motioning for him to come over to her.

He smiled at her and walked over.

"I thought you'd never ask." he muttered before pressing his lips to hers as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Xxxxxx

The doctor finished filling out the proper paperwork, his subconscious monitoring the sounds of Pavi's vitals. Turning to the still unconscious man, he looked at his watch. It was only a few more minutes before the man was supposed to start waking up.

Standing up and looking out the little window on the door, he saw Luigi was out there. The man had fallen asleep in one of the chairs in the waiting room, reminding the doctor of when Pavi had gotten hurt. He'd seen the man's elder brother sleeping in a chair next to his bed every night until he'd fully recovered. He smiled and went back to his seat, awaiting the wake up.

Xxxxxx

Pavi felt his body waking up but didn't open his eyes yet. He couldn't feel his face and felt a little nausea in the pit of his stomach. Slowly opening his eyes, he was grateful that the blinding light above him was turned off.

He heard the doctor's chair slide across the floor over to him.

"How do you feel?" asked the doctor.

"A little-a sick." Pavi heard himself groggily reply.

"That's from the gas that put you to sleep, it makes your stomach a little upset. It won't last. How does your face feel?"

"It's mostly-a numb." he replied, noting that he could feel what seemed to be pressure now that he was more awake.

"Good. I want you to sit up, but do so slowly." said the doctor. Pavi started to move upward, briefly feeling the doctor's hand at the middle of his back to help him sit up. He finally sat up fully, feeling tired.

"I'm still-a tired."

"That's the pain medication. The strong stuff that you have to take for the first 48 hours will make you very tired. Which is good, you can't be doing anything too strenuous in that time anyway." replied the doctor. Pavi noticed that the man was smiling, he realised that he'd been smiling the entire time so far. That set him at ease a bit, that must mean that it went well.

"Can I-a see-a now?" he asked, tentatively.

"Certainly." replied the doctor, still smiling as he handed the mirror to Pavi. Pavi left the mirror turned downward for a few moments, bracing himself for whatever he might see.

He turned the mirror over and gasped, unable to mutter words.

He had his own face back. A few new natural lines existed but it was his face. Almost as if the accident had never happened. As if he'd aged with just his real face. He slowly brought one hand up to his check, beneath his fingers was skin. He could even feel whiskers already forming where he'd get to shave again.

Something wet touched his finger and he was startled until he realised it was a tear, small tears were leaking out when he blinked. He smiled and watched in happiness and wonder as his own face smiled with him, the handsome smile that was always a deal sealer before the accident.

He turned so his legs dangled off the side of the operating table, and stood up, ignoring the slight dizziness as the gas effects began to wear off. After a few more minutes, he handed the mirror back to the doctor. The old doctor set it on his desk and turned back to the man only to be wrapped up into a hug.

When Pavi let go of him he looked him in the eye.

"Grazie." he said. The doctor smiled at him.

"You're very welcome, Mister Largo."

"Am I-a free to leave-a now?" he asked.

"I just need you to sign this paper and then you're free to go. Your GenTern has been given your medication and knows when to distribute it to you."

Pavi smiled at the man and signed the paper.

"I'll get your brother." said the doctor, getting up.

Xxxxxx

Luigi was having that nightmare again. It was the night at the Opera, everything was happening all over again and he couldn't stop it even though he knew what came next.

This time someone was shaking him violently.

No, someone was actually shaking him, just not as violently as he'd thought. His eyes snapped open to see the old doctor smiling down at him, which annoyed him, regardless of the reason.

"What? What the fuck are you smiling about?" asked Luigi, sharply as he stood up. The man's smile didn't fade.

"He's awake." was all the doctor said before walking away. Luigi turned and picked up his coat, suddenly his nerves acting up.

"Knock it the fuck off." he scolded himself.

"You shouldn't-a talk to-a yourself, fratello." said Pavi's voice from behind him. Luigi's instinct whenever his brother spoke to him was to have a witty comeback spin out of his mouth as quickly as possible, this time was no exception.

"You shouldn't play with yourself, br-" he almost finished as he turned around. His voice caught in his throat when he saw Pavi.

He dropped his coat but didn't notice. It was like the past 19 years were a dream no more real than the one he'd just had.

"Brother." he finally made himself finish, his voice cracking as he said it. He crossed the space between them without telling his legs to move and dragged Pavi into a bear hug as tears began to spill out of his own eyes without his permission. Pavi hugged back tightly as he started to cry as well, not able to remember the last time his big brother showed this much affection towards him.

They stayed like that for a few minutes, until Luigi got control of himself.

"Alright, let go, we look like faggots." he muttered, his voice sounding happy rather than angry or annoyed. Pavi laughed and let go.

"You look like brothers." said a female voice from a few feet behind Luigi. Luigi turned and Pavi followed his gaze to who he already knew was there from her voice. A grin grew on his face as he saw her smile and happy tears.

"Fuck, Pavi. You made me fucking cry in front of her, god damnit." said Luigi, actually sounding a little annoyed this time. Pavi just shook his head at him and walked over to Erin, pulling her into his arms.

She let him hold her in silence for a few moments, they didn't need to say anything. Pavi looked at Luigi in confusion.

"Where's-a sorella?" he asked, worried when Luigi's face fell.

"Probably in her room." was the reply.

"You two-a fought didn't-a you?"

"Yeah. She fucking pushed me and pushed me til I said something she knew I'd regret." he said.

"I should go-a see-a her." said Pavi.

"No, you should go rest. I'm not going to my room til I know you're in yours, resting. And I've got a pretty pissed off girlfriend to go talk to so let's get you up there."

"What-a the Hell did-a you do?" asked Pavi, wondering if everyone was pissed at his brother tonight.

"I'll tell you tomorrow, now let's go."

"He's right. If you're gonna heal right you need to rest." said Erin. Pavi finally nodded in agreement and let Luigi help lead him since he was still a little dizzy.

"Doctor said-a no strenuous activity. What does-a that mean I can't-a do?" asked Pavi.

"Nothing fucking strenuous, dumbass." replied Luigi.

"I know-a that. I just-a wonder where-a he draws-a the line."

"He means nothing like excercising, fighting, probably no sex." explained Erin, blushing a bit at the end of her comment.

"Some-a sex should-a be fine." argued Pavi.

"Fine. The doc was too modest to say no pussy eating. There. Caught up now?" asked Luigi, annoyed. Erin couldn't contain laughter at that which made Pavi smile.

When they reached his room, Luigi helped him to the bed then walked to the door.

"Take care of him or I'll have to kill you." he said to Erin.

"You have such a strange way of saying please." replied Erin.

"I'm not afraid to cut a bitch, alright." replied Luigi, a smile playing on his lips as she laughed at him.

"Go, go talk to Shilo. I've got him." she said.

"I know you do." he said, his face completely serious before walking away.

Erin shut the door and walked over to Pavi and his GenTern who was helping him undress. She watched him take his nightly dose of pain medication before laying down next to her.

"You should lay on your back so that you don't roll and mess anything up." said Erin after the GenTern had said goodnight and left.

"Si, good-a idea." replied Pavi, settling on his back and smiling when she lay her head on his chest.

"I'm proud of you, Pavi. I know you were scared to do this. Thank you."

"No, mi amore. Grazie to-a you. It was-a you who finally-a convinced me to-a be-a me again." he said, tightening his hold around her. His voice was slower and slower when he talked as the medication started working.

Before she got the chance to reply, she heard him lightly snoring. She smiled and sighed, waiting for sleep to claim her as well.

Xxxxxx

Luigi opened his door, glanced at Shilo who was sitting in an armchair looking pissed off as she flipped through tv channels, shut the door and tossed his coat over another chair.

She wasn't paying him any attention, deliberately ignoring him. He folded his arms and stared at her.

"So, we gonna fight?" he asked, as if he was naming a movie they could watch.

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