Hello! This is a blooming romance between Six/Rex. I do not own Generator Rex MOA does. If I DID own Generator Rex, it would go like this:
There was a big change in Spirit since Gatlocke's little visit. The girl just seemed to wilt at the idea of being immortal. While it was normal for children to outlive their daddies she didn't want to outlive her own children if she had any. She didn't want to outlive her grandchildren, her great grandchildren, her great-great grandchildren, and so on. Six and Rex were worried about their little one.
She lost her curiosity and zest for life. She wasn't even reading! You normally had to pry her away from the library and then lock the library's doors so she would stay in bed. Spirit didn't make any attempts to help Six in the kitchen. She half assed her violin, ballet, and martial arts practice. Spirit was depressed…
No ten-year-old should be depressed.
Spirit sighed as she stared out the window. She didn't want outlive her daddies at all! She wanted to die with them! Daddy and Papa were her world! She didn't want to be separated from them forever! What if she got too old to remember them!
So Spirit started to do the unthinkable… She started to push her daddies away so it wouldn't hurt so badly when they died and she lived on forever. She didn't want to wake up one day and forget their faces, their voices, their love…
Six and Rex were heart broken… It was getting harder and harder to try to get their daughter want to be around them let alone to open up and want to have fun. Six was completely devastated. Hell, he even found himself tearing up for no damn reason sometimes! The agent, of course, hid this from everyone, even Rex. There was no sense in worrying the already sleepless Latino.
While Six was busy keeping a vigil on their daughter, Rex was busy pestering César for Spirit's test results. The elder Salazar had been running tests on her genetics and getting mixed results. He blamed it on faulty equipment, which was likely damaged by the Event.
César's assessment of his equipment wasn't promising because Holiday's machines were yielding the same results. Rex's constant vigil reminded Holiday of when he used to stay up all hours of the night in front of the infirmary doors to wait for Six to recover. The doctor smiled as she took a trip down memory lane. Back then she had thought that Rex was worried about his "daddy".
Holiday shook her head, 'Who would've thought that the two would be practically married eight years later and raising a little girl?'
It had taken her a while to adjust to the fact that the "love of her life" was gay and in love with someone much younger than either of them. Quite frankly, Holiday couldn't picture them dating anyone else. They were so perfect for each other and so sweet. It was almost sickening how happy and in love they were at times…
Spirit's lower lip began to wobble a bit. She curled up tighter and began to cry at the idea of forgetting her daddies for the millionth time. Six got up and sat next to her on the window seat in the library. She inched away, breaking his heart a little more. The agent wasn't having any of that. Not today… He scooped up his little girl and held her close as she sobbed silently onto his chest.
Six buried his face in his little girl's hair and allowed his own tears to fall.
Her daddy took off his sunglasses. They were all blurry and splattered on the inside. Spirit wished he had left them on as she looked up into his blood shot eyes, watery eyes.
Six stared down his daughter in a manner that strongly suggested that he meant business, "You are going to tell me why you are pushing us away."
Spirit stared up at him warily and shrank back a bit. Daddy was scary when he meant business…
Spirit took a deep breath and signed, "I don't want to make new memories that I will just forget. I don't want to grow so old that I won't remember you and papa. I don't ever want to live without you and papa. I want to die with you and papa. I don't like being alone. I don't ever want to be alone."
Six sighed as he watched his little girl sob, "Baby, that's not how it works. You're meant to outlive us. We want you to. You may think that it will hurt when we are gone, and it will. But it would hurt us much more to lose you because adopted or not, we'd be losing a piece of ourselves and our hope for the future. Why don't we make a video journal for you just like we did for papa?"
Spirit mulled it over for a second before nodding.
"You can't push people away. You need people. Everyone needs people. Even me… Especially me, I'd be lost without you and papa. Who would be there to cheer us on when we're sparring or fighting bad guys? Who would be there to make us breakfast or tell us we're loved? If it weren't for you, papa wouldn't have been brave enough to ask me out and I would've been blind to his feelings for me. We're hopeless without you, baby…"
Spirit cried just a bit harder for breaking her fathers' hearts. She had her reasons but she failed to see how mean and selfish they were.
Six picked her up, "Come on, let's go see papa…"
Personally the agent was amazed that his relatively independent little girl still allowed him to carry her as though she were a small child. At age eleven, Spirit was finally getting closer to the average weight for her height. Too bad she was the size of an eight-year-old little girl…
Six and Rex had yet to really come to peace with what their daughter suffered through. Spirit was the one who was most affected. She seemed to think that she was a bad daughter and that's why her biological father got rid of her. Spirit had her flaws but she was a very good little girl and a very intelligent one at that.
'If that fool were still alive and had met her after her ordeal he'd be kicking himself,' Six thought.
Rex looked up from his post at Holiday's door as Six approached. She had locked him out because he kept pressuring her for answers. The anxiety ridden Latino could easily hack his way in but she'd probably shoot at him like a crazy hillbilly at this point. César had also locked him out, coincidentally locking Callan in. Rex wasn't all that confident that his brother was looking for results so much as he was getting laid.
"You managed to get her out of the library?!" Rex questioned out of shock.
Six sighed, "She was hiding from us to lessen the pain of our eventual demises. Spirit is afraid of growing so old that she'll forget us…"
Rex frowned, "That's not a very wise idea. If anything you'd be even more hurt because you pushed us away and didn't create any new memories to try to hold onto. You don't want to be filled with regrets like that, mija. If you want, we can make some journals for you just in case you do forget us! We can do old school ones and modern tech ones. We'll get everyone in on it! It will be fun!"
Spirit lifted her head from the crook of her father's neck and signed, "Thank you. I'm so sorry I pushed everyone away."
"Aw! Mija!" Rex exclaimed as he wrapped an arm around both of them and kissed his little girl's tear stained face.
"You don't need to worry about forgetting us! We're unforgettable!"
Spirit giggled silently at her papa's over inflated ego. Rex would say things like that from time to time but it was rarely in a serious context. He was just being playful most of the times. Though he did have a point, Six and Rex were two of the most unforgettable people that anyone could ever meet.
Her daddies were so opposite yet they just fit together so perfectly like puzzle pieces. They were simply meant for each other. Spirit couldn't help but feel a little jealous… Who could possibly fit with an immortal girl? Was it better to know love even for such a short amount of time? Or was she better off alone?
"Mija, you're getting spacey again… No more thinking about sad stuff, okay? Let your daddies worry for you," Rex said.
Spirit frowned and signed, "But I don't want you two to be sad either!"
"Why don't we just agree to live in the moment," Six suggested, which was odd for him considering he wasn't the "live in the moment" kind of guy.
Six was the kind of person who planned everything ahead. He wasn't particularly spontaneous when it came to life. The only exceptions had been to surprise his daughter or his love.
"How about we make something special for dinner and spend the night watching movies," Six asked.
Rex smiled. He was just as eager to forget their troubles as Six was, if only for one night. No one had slept very well since Gatlocke's revelation.
An idea dawned on Rex as the Latino's eyes widened in realization, "You guys go ahead. I have to go chat to Conrí about something."
Rex wondered if it were at all possible that Conrí could hack into Van Kleiss' computer and see if the old bastard had any tests that confirmed whether or not Spirit was immortal or even if he did something to make her that way…
Rex knocked on the hacker's door. He heard a sigh and someone scramble away.
"Yes?" Conrí said as his door slid up.
The door that connected his and Holiday's lab slid down with a black boot disappearing behind it.
'Great… She's fooling around too now,' Rex thought.
"Think you can hack into Van Kleiss' computer and figure out how he came to the conclusion that Spirit is immortal?" Rex asked.
Conrí literally smacked himself in the forehead, "Bloody fucking hell! Why didn't I think of that?!"
Rex wanted to point out that it was likely because all of his blood was going to his "smaller head" but he kept his mouth shut. He was incredibly sexually frustrated but it was difficult to get into the mood with something like this looming over your head.
"I'll get right on it. Why don't you and Six relieve some tension? You've been driving everyone nuts!" Conrí said, shoving Rex out of his lab.
Rex wanted to protest, he really did, but Conrí had a point… It had been two weeks since the last time they had done anything and Rex was hoping that Six would become more spontaneous in other ways.
'He owes me a lap dance in that sexy apron of his,' the Latino thought with a devious smirk.
So when Rex entered the kitchen he snuck up behind Six and grabbed the older man's delicious globes as opposed to hugging him like he usually would. Six jumped and nearly poured the pasta onto the floor. Tonight was comfort food night so it was all about ooy-gooy.
"So, what's for dinner? I'm starving," Rex asked.
Six sighed and tried to ignore the hands on his ass, "Tonight's menu consisted of grilled mushroom and shallot mac n' cheese, green tea, and mini molten chocolate lava cakes with salted caramel ice cream. Then we'll have warm spiced milk before bed. Hopefully we'll get some sleep…"
Rex just knew that this meant that Spirit would be sleeping with them tonight. She had been doing less and less of that. The little girl trusted them to be there when she woke. Spirit knew that her dreams of the facility were merely remnants of a terrible memory. It was getting rarer and rarer that she would sneak into bed with them.
Quite frankly both Six and Rex were relieved because she was eleven now and a little too old to be treated like a helpless little girl. Yet at the same time… They missed the additional warmth and weight of their little princess.
Rex smirked and whispered, "Alright, but sometime soon this ass is dancing in nothing but that apron."
"No chance in hell."
The Latino looked to their daughter who was engrossed in reading over the molten chocolate lava cake recipe. Six had made the salted caramel ice cream last night because Rex became obsessed with that particular flavor. It was frozen and more than ready to eat by now.
The Latino smirked and purred, "Oh, I think you will…"
Six just barely stifled a yelp of surprise as his horny young love rubbed his hard cock against his ass. The agent looked back at him and glared. Rex could see the raging lust hidden behind the older man's sunglasses.
Spirit tugged on Rex's shirt and pointed to a big bowl with three different kinds of cheeses. There were sharp cheddar, longhorn, and Swiss.
"Get to work, chéri, and I'll think up some kind of reward," Six bribed.
Rex smirked and kissed his neck, "You better…"
Six spun on the ball of his foot, out of Rex's grasp and behind the Latino. He swatted him on the butt, "Go wash up and get to work."
"Not helping," the EVO muttered, referring to his hard-on.
Rex sulked and washed his hands. He grated the cheese while Six grilled the Portobello mushrooms and sautéed the shallots in butter. Spirit sliced up some basil after putting her molten chocolate cakes in the oven. Six handed her a big plastic bag with garlic salt Ritz crackers and she had a blast pounding it with the meat tenderizer while he mix up the ingredients and put it in a baking dish. She handed him the crackers and some freshly grated parmesan cheese.
Needless to say dinner and dessert was fabulous…
Spirit stayed up late watching old black and white movies with her daddies. She adored movies like "The 39 Steps", which was about a man named Richard Hannay with an indelible memory who had the 39 steps to making a silent aircraft engine told to him by a female spy before she died. The movie followed his endeavor to survive long enough to serve his country by delivering his message to the right people. It was based off of a Hitchcock novel, one that the little girl was now determined to read after watching the movie.
Spirit awoke in the middle of the night to a strange sound. It sounded like the shakuhachi CD her daddy would sometimes play during meditation. She looked to her daddies and neither of them stirred. It was as though they couldn't hear the music...
Spirit carefully slipped out of bed and snuck out of their bedroom. The music grew louder as she entered the hall. She frowned and rubbed her eyes tiredly as she began to follow the music.
Spirit walked out towards the hangar and peaked outside…
Nothing…
So she stepped outside the safety of the massive garage and looked around for the source of the mysterious sound. Spirit stopped short and let out a silent gasp of surprise as a figure rose up from nowhere and landed on the landing strip before her. It was a hunched over miserable wretch of a man with his hands and mouth fused to what looked to be Shakuhachi flute. He wore a tattered blue yukata and simple bamboo geta on his feet.
The little girl cautiously approached the man, who looked so worn and miserable. She wondered if he was here to ask for her daddies' help.
'Maybe papa can cure him!' Spirit thought excitedly.
She loved helping people! It made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside!
The strange little man hit a ridiculously high note that was painful to her ears. She wanted to cover them so badly but her arms went slack at her sides as her eyes clouded over. Spirit fell into a trance and followed the stranger through a red portal and right into the clutches of a mad man…
Six awoke early as usual. There was no such thing as sleeping in as far as Providence was concerned and certainly not for a man in his line of work. Rex clung to him like an octopus and Spirit was nowhere to be seen, which was not an unusual occurrence. She sometimes woke up before they did and made them breakfast in bed. So Six closed his eyes and wondered what breakfast would consist of this time.
He began to dose off and eventually fell asleep again. When the agent awoke an hour later when Rex still wrapped around him and Spirit was nowhere to be seen. He began to worry... It wasn't like her to not make them breakfast if she woke up before them.
"Rex!" Six hissed as he shook his love's shoulder.
"Hm?" Rex grunted in his half asleep state.
"Spirit's gone," the agent muttered, trying desperately to keep calm.
"She's probably in the kitchen," the Latino said with a yawn.
"I woke up an hour ago and she wasn't with us. She'd be here with breakfast by now."
Rex sat up upon hearing that and blinked his eyes in an attempt to clear his vision, "Did you check with Holi?"
"No. I thought I'd wake you up first. Get ready."
His young love scrambled out of bed. As much as Rex wanted to tell Six that he was being paranoid he knew better. Spirit wasn't one who would neglect her "breakfast making duties". She would've been here by now with pancakes and bacon or something. Their daughter was a creature of habit so the lack of her presence was more than a little disconcerting.
Rex grumbled as he splashed some cold water on his face and got dressed. Six was already waiting for him in his old swat suit.
'Damn, it must be bad if he thinks he needs that old thing…'
They rushed to Holiday's lab and saw that the workaholic was up bright and early. Six sometimes wondered if the poor woman even bothered going to bed. Holiday looked up and saw identical frowns on the fathers' faces.
"What's going on?" She asked.
"We can't find Spirit," Six deadpanned.
"She's not in the kitchen?"
"She'd be out of the kitchen by now," Rex said, "Please look for her."
Holiday sighed, "You two are like a couple of mother hens I'm sure she's busying herself in the kitchen or fell asleep reading in the library again…"
"Sarah, please," Six said with some finality.
She sighed, "Alright…"
Holiday turned to her computer and typed in the number on Spirit's tracking device. She wasn't on base. Her little niece was in Abysus… Holiday deployed a small drone of sorts to Van Kleiss' castle of horrors and switched on the thermal imaging. The area surrounding the castle was covered in roaming wild EVOs. There was a basement or knowing Van Kleiss, a dungeon of sorts, that as filled with humans and wild EVOs.
'That's not good…' Holiday thought.
There was a room where only four people were located. She surmised that this was where Van Kleiss and Spirit were.
'That's really not good…'
"We have a situation… Van Kleiss has his castle surrounded by wild EVOs both inside and out. There appears to be a dungeon of sorts that is filled with humans as well so I guess it's safe to say that he didn't use Circe for this job. The humans are locked up in there with potentially dangerous EVOs. On the floor above is likely where he has Spirit. You'd think he'd know by now that she, like everyone else within Providence, has a tracking device…"
"Let's hope he stays in the dark then," Rex muttered darkly.
Six pounded the alarm that set off the siren, something that was typically reserved for White. He ignored the bitter old bastard as his fat bloated face made an appearance on the screen. Six announced that he would be taking half of the grunts with him to Abysus while the others were to remain and guard the base as per usual.
Holiday who was decent when it came to hand-to-hand combat and even better with fire arms suited up and got her lazy ass boyfriend out of bed. Conrí was given a grunt's uniform, which had a hell of a lot more armor to it than his ripped jeans and buttoned down shirts. Callan forced a grumbling and protesting César into donning the same item.
Six looked to Rex…
The Latino put his hands up, "Hey, don't look at me, my nanites make me extra durable, remember?"
The agent frowned and took off towards the hangar. Rex followed shortly after with the rest of his family by his side.
"Hey, Holi, how can you tell that there are humans in the dungeon?" Rex asked as they waited for Six to think of a way to save their daughter.
"They give off less body heat than EVOs do due to their inactive nanites," the good doctor explained.
Six stood in front of a map of the decrepit castle, "I found a weak spot, but the place is completely surrounded.
"We're sneaking in," Rex asked incredulously, "I want to tear down the front door and show that bastard what happens when you mess with the Salazars!"
Six raised an eyebrow, "The Salazars?"
"...What? You don't want to take my name?" Rex asked, blushing like a lobster.
"How about you discuss marriage after we get my niece back," Conrí bit out with a frown as he passed the two men.
Six frowned, "Beta team will consist of grunts and will be led by agents Johnson and Kenwyn. They will clear a path so we can sneak in back. The weak point is in the right corner of the castle wall. Alpha team will consist of family. Van Kleiss likely has the Pack close by in case we attack. Take out Breach first if you can. César, I want you with Rex and me just incase Van Kleiss does something to harm Spirit. Holiday, I want you with Callan and Conrí in the basement. If you are overwhelmed tap your ear bud and I'll send Rex to cure them."
"Six! I want to be there for Spirit," Rex protested.
"I know, but if Holiday and the others are overwhelmed you're their best chance to make it out unharmed."
Rex stared down his love but eventually gave in and nodded in agreement. He knew that Six was right. The agent was always right when it came to stealth and strategy.
"Alpha team is going ahead in jump jets while Beta will take the Keep. I sent them ahead so they will be in position by the time we get there."
"So... They saw all this? Even my tantrum and referring to us as the "Salazars"?" Rex asked, sheepishly.
Quite frankly, Six was happy that Rex was on the receiving end of the embarrassment and the blushing for a change.
"Yes."
He smirked as his young love groaned, "Let' move out!"
Everyone paired off. It was Holiday with Conrí, Callan with César, and Six with Rex. Six wanted stealth. Jump jets had a stealth mode. César's mobile lab didn't have that...
Yet.
The pied piper EVO hit a low note and Spirit's eyes regained their clarity. She looked around and found that she was handcuffed to a medical bed much to her horror. The lab was the furthest thing from stark white. This was definitely not Providence, nor was it the facility. This was no dream where her daddies got sick of her and let the scientists have her back for experimentation.
This place was dingy and dark with it's stone walls. It smelled rank like rotting meat.
"Hello, little Spirit," an elegant and deadly voice purred.
The little girl's eyes widened...
She knew that voice.
'It can't be!'
Another equally familiar and just as cruel voice could be heard, "Well Dr. Ferris. I have delivered your patient. Now find my key to immortality."
"With gusto!"
Spirit stared up into the deranged black eyes of Dr. Luke Ferris, the man who ripped apart her rib cage and left her internal organs exposed to the world then tied back the flaps of her skin with barbed wire.
'Daddy! Papa! Help me!' She screamed mentally.
Dr. Ferris picked up a scalpel and sliced into her skin. Spirit had become more adept at healing to the point where she could barely feel pain but the memory of the pain she suffered that night came flooding back, effectively undoing nearly a year's worth of training. Spirit struggled madly against her shackles and screamed silently at the top of her lungs as tears streamed down her face.
Van Kleiss heard a commotion outside and looked out the window.
"Damn," he muttered, cursing the arrival of Providence, "Why must they always ruin my fun?"
"Breach, stay close incase we need to escape. Biowulf, Skalamander, make sure that they don't get anywhere near this lab," the mad man ordered.
The grunts were doing well against the EVOs. They were doing a little too well... Rex placed his hand on one of the creatures and cured it. He immediately felt sick to his stomach. It was a child!
Rex repeated the process three more times before coming to a horrible conclusion, "Don't hurt them! They're all children!"
César froze up on shock and dropped the EVO he had been wrestling with. Rex caught it as it ran by and cured it, revealing a little girl around eight. Callan watched as his poor monkey turned a little green in color. César wasn't particularly interested in fatherhood like Rex clearly was, but he also wasn't one who would harm a child willingly or not.
"New plan," Callan called out, rubbing César's back, "Capture them!"
So the grunts reluctantly set aside their weapons and began to chase the EVOs instead. It took a little longer but once most of the creatures were corralled they were able to slip through the crack and into the castle. Six led the way until it was time for them to split up.
Holiday gasped in horror once she saw that the human prisoners they had seen via thermal imaging were children! The EVO children were attacking the human ones so brutally that she was certain a couple of them were dead.
A high pitched note was struck, prompting everyone to look around for the source. It was then that Callan spotted the pied piper EVO amidst the children.
"There!" The soldier shouted.
Holiday cried out in a combination of surprise and pain as one of the EVOs sunk it's blood soaked teeth into her leg. Callan slammed the butt of his gun into the creature's head, feeling like more like a villain than a hero for doing so. Conrí took a deep breath and lined up his shot...
BANG!
The pied piper's flute was shot in half. The only sound coming from their strange instrument was a sickening squeak that awoke the children from their murderous stampede.
Holiday tapped ear bud, "We need about half the grunts outside down in the basement. I need medical officers on standby. There are many wounded. All of the victims appear to be children ranging from age two to seventeen."
Callan gestured to the human children, "Get behind us, kids."
The EVOs were still trying to attack them...
Spirit's best friend, Jolene and her little brother, Adam, were among the children hiding behind the cowboy captain, the doctor, and the hacker. A little girl with tan skin, wavy golden blond hair, and crystal blue eyes clung to Holiday's hand.
"I'm scared!" The little girl whimpered, "I can't find Scott!"
"Who's Scott?" Holiday asked.
"My big brother," the little girl sniffled.
"And what's your name, sweetheart?"
"Alex..."
"Don't worry, Alex, we'll find him."
"You promise?" Alex asked, giving her puppy eyes.
"I promise."
Scott as it turned out, was a slightly older boy with auburn hair and silver-blue eyes. At present, he was unconscious due to the horrible maiming he got from the EVOs while trying to protect his little sister. The grunts came and went, taking the injured and frightened children first before even attempting to capture the remaining EVOS.
Thankfully most of the EVOs were outside. Holiday, as a medical doctor, was required to stay behind on the Keep and help to attend to everyone. While that drama had unfolded and subsequently been resolved, Six and Rex had beaten their way through Biowulf and Skalamander. The door swung open and Van Kleiss glowered over the incomprehensible data on his computer.
'Dammit...'
"Breach!" Van Kleiss ground out after packing up his laptop.
A red portal formed under him and he disappeared along with the rest of the Pack.
"Dammit! That guy's like an eel!" Rex swore.
They stepped foot into the lab and Rex's blood ran cold...
Six let out an almost inhuman growl. His love was a little too slow to hold him back as the agent threw down his magna blades and tore into the doctor operating on their daughter with his bare fists. The anxious Latino looked to his daughter before bringing out his smack hands. He grabbed his love from behind and pulled him off of the half dead, unrecognizable man.
"Rex!" Six shouted in protest.
"No! You don't get to raise your voice at me! Help our daughter. I'll deal with this one," Rex shouted back.
"Leave him. I want him alive so I can torture him for information later."
"I'm not you, Six. I don't go around killing people for messing with mi familia. I throw them into prison and let them rot!"
Six used one of the hairpins he kept tucked away on his sleeves to unlock Spirit's bloodied shackles.
"No. You're not me. You're weak."
"I'm not weak. You are. You kill too easily as though it is the only answer to all of life's problems. It takes a bigger man to forgive."
Spirit bolted from her father's grasp as she watched Dr Ferris suck out a "filling" that was actually a cyanide pill. She had seen many of the doctors and guards do this before. This one wasn't getting away. He could be the key to fixing her if she truly was immortal. Ferris bit into it and she healed him, neutralizing the poison. Rex slammed his fist into the man's face, knocking him out.
The young EVO turned to Six, "We need him for answers. He's no good to us dead. I'm not about to forgive him for the shit he did tonight and the pain he put our daughter through in the past. But if Van Kleiss is right and Spirit is immortal than we need to know if it's because he did something to her. I can't cure her. I've tried."
Six stared at Rex in disbelief, "Why would you even attempt something like that?! She's our daughter and we have a lot of enemies!"
"Because she asked me to!"
"What?"
"Would you want to remain young and beautiful forever while the people around you grew old, weak, helpless, and died?"
Six frowned... He would hate immortality now that he had so much to be happy about. A brief affair with happiness that led to a life of eternal loneliness was no life for anyone...
It was certainly no life for a little girl...
"Don't become that man again, daddy. Don't leave us like you did before. I'll never forgive you if you do," Spirit signed before tightened the blanket around her shivering naked form.
Six sighed and wrapped her up a bit tighter as he picked her up, "I won't... I promise..."
"Good, because we need you, Six. We love you and if you leave us again I don't know if I'll be able to recover from my broken heart," Rex confessed as he picked up the unconscious man.
"I'd be broken too daddy!" Spirit added.
"I won't leave again. I promise, baby," Six muttered as he half buried his face into her inky black curls.
Rex threaded his fingers through Six's but refused to look at him. He was still mad as hell but he loved the big green idiot. Now wasn't the time for arguing. It was long past their bedtime...
It was time to go home, dammit!
Six was entrusting his jump jet to Johnson while Holiday was doing the same with Kenwyn. Callan took off alone as César was needed on the Keep. Rex was in the storage portion of the airship. He spent the night curing little kids and trying to get them to cheer up with promises of being reunited with their parents soon.
Six took Spirit to her room on the impossibly slow aircraft and she quickly showered and changed into a pair of warm sky blue pajamas that had cupcakes on them. She padded down to the medical bay with her daddy. Spirit would not be able to sleep peacefully knowing that there were people suffering all because that megalomaniac wanted her supposed immortality.
Spirit started with the critically injured patients first before moving onto the bruised and battered.
Holiday nearly jumped out of her skin mid way through bandaging a rather nasty bite on little Alex's leg. The little blond girl's eyes went wide as she stared at the door as though she were in a trance. Holiday looked over and saw an identical look on her niece's face.
Spirit was the first to shake it off as she took the little girl's hand into hers. Holiday tried hard not to smile at how adorable the two were as she unwrapped the girl's newly healed wound. Alex's eyes lit up as she smiled brightly at Spirit. The little EVO girl blushed shyly in response...
'It seems as though Spirit is going to follow in her fathers' footsteps in more ways than one...' The doctor thought.
Classes have ended and finding a job is damn near impossible, but I'm enjoying my free time in the mean time. As I have already mentioned in "Going Soft for the Boy" there may or may not be one final chapter to that one. I'm not sure if I will end it or not. Either way I plan on writing a rough and wild SEX sex scene dedicated to my wonderfully epic readers!