*Tori's jaw drops too. She didn't think for a second that he would assume it was his. She'd have to be like 4 months along at least. As it was she was only about 2 and barely showing.*
I... Seamus, no. It's not... I mean we did stuff but it never... We never got that far.
*Harper felt beyond lost at that moment, but any sign of surprise or emotion at all vanished with a single nod. The little engineer activated his scanner and got to work. He started by taking a small blood sample from her index figure before moving on to run a few scans of her, with a device that looked like a bar coder reader at from a grocery store check out counter.
He worked quickly to get the data he needed, never saying a word as he focused on the task at hand. As he uploaded the results into the strange computer Seamus finally spoke softly as he stood up to walk over to a pile of notes on the far wall.*
Should have the simulation results shortly, had to modify the programming to account for the...the baby.
No, the hug was great. Grade A hugger. I just want to bathe you in lemon juice or something though. *She chuckles again.* Come on. Maybe we can find you some Fabreze. Ugh. And me something drink to wash this taste out of my mouth... maybe a toothbrush...
*She felt like she should apologize but for what? Sleeping with another guy? Seamus was gone. If not physically, spiritually. She was in mourning. She shouldn't have to apologize for that. She didn't ask him to sacrifice himself. He just did it.
Of course, he'd done it for all the right reasons. He loved her and he didn't want to choose between her and saving the planet. She was sure that when he made the decision, knowing him, it probably wasn't even a tough choice.
*Tori's eyes grew wide. She didn't know what was going on but an alarm could only mean something bad. She wanted to ask but he looked busy so she waited with her stomach in her throat, waiting to hear an update of any kind.*
What fuckers? What's going on? Is it me? Is something wrong?
*Him shooting the board scared the shit out of her but it was the news that made her feel like her temples were throbbing. Tori slowly sat back down. What? But no... no, the nanites were supposed to fix her so she could go back to saving the world. Not so she could destroy it.*
...And there's nothing... there's no way to stop it?
*They weren't much for options. Go to an uninhabited planet, kill this planet, or die herself. Tori chuckled sadly. She knew it was too good to be true.*
No. No, I made this choice already. I made it the day I signed up with the Morituri. Is there a test you could run to find out if the baby is effected by the process too? If it's not, can you reprogram the nanites? Can you make them only save the baby, not me?
*Tori gently took the needle and nodded. She didn't want to cry but she didn't really have any choice in the matter. She should be happy he was going home. Happy he can finally get on with his life but it's still hard to say goodbye.
She hugs him tightly, burying her face in his shoulder.*
Thank you... for everything. I'm so glad I met you.
[The timing is almost perfect, because it literally looks like Harper turns into Deadpool as Deadpool pops in to occupy the space where Harper was.]
Okay, so I killed like everybody, just for shits and giggles. I passed out a few alien swirlies too. Lethal ones. Did you know that aliens also use toilets? I guess it's kinda universal. And this device thingy wasn't a bomb. I think it downloaded stuff. I was expecting a big boom that would take me out with it. Anyways, as long as I gets PAID, I'm all good. And--hey, you don't look like that hyper little dude who said he was going to be my next Weasel...
Sweet! Here, this is for you... [holds out the nanobomb downloader thingy] I'm guessing, at least. Because it's your badguys. Oh, and this is too...[flicks open the envelope and holds out a black credit card thing] For baby expenses, child expenses, teenager expenses, college expenses, and those inevitable years when the kid lives at home after college expenses...basically ALL of the expenses covered, in one job!
My bad guys? This has something to do with the Horde?
*She just stares at the credit card. She really debates giving it back. She didn't need his charity but the baby or her paretns might some day. She could swallow a little pride to make sure they are taken care of.* Thank you.
Yep. I just killed a bunch of Horde and downloaded stuff from their computer. That was Harper's mission. And that unlimited money card is his payment. But you don't gotta thank me for doing what a dad's supposed to do. I might not be perfect, and I'll never be able to successfully play house, but if there's one thing I can do, it's make money! OORAH! Provider Dad!
Now where are my poison farting kittens...did he say when he's coming back?
*She smiles a little bit, trying not look as sad as she felt.* If that's all you want to do, I'm sure it will be great. Just don't sell yourself short, okay? I love you and you love you so this kid is 100% genetically wired to love you. Maybe someday, when they are big enough to really play with, you'll even love them back.
...Oh, uh, he didn't say when he was coming back. He just apologized and said the cats would have to wait.
I live near this beach :D The turtles are big and possibly senile, one tried to swim through me once
All I want to do? Nah. This is just the money part! Which most people have a hard time with, but I rocked it out with some help from Harper. I'm gonna do right by this kid, or I'm gonna try to. You know, play video games, go hunting, that kind of thing.
Huh. Weird. I think I am doomed never to get my poison farting kittens...
*All at once she hugs Wade tightly. She doesn't make it obvious that she's crying again but the tears are flowing. It's been an emotional couple of minutes.*
Helloooo crying pregnant woman! [hugs her back] Sorry that I've given you doubts. I've done some soul searching, and I've realized a few things. One, I love you, Red, and I hate making you sad. Two, I've gotta try to do okay by this kid because who else will? And three...if I don't, my dead wife may come back from the grave, string me up by my intestines, and do unspeakable things to me. She really liked kids. To do any less than my best with a kid I helped create would...well, it would not be doing right by her memory. So if I wimp out, then I'm letting every one of the handful of people who've ever given a damn about me down.
But it's understandable. She was one of the most amazing women I've ever met. And I'll never stop loving her. But that doesn't mean the here and now is any less important to me. You are also one of the most amazing women I've ever met.
Breaking up was never an option! Just..how I deal with this kid. Look, Red, here's how it went down in my relationship with the woman that very briefly became my wife. I lived with her sometimes. And I bounced in and out. That doesn't mean I wasn't there when she needed me. She just had a high tolerance for my random nature, and she knew she could call me and I'd be there in seconds. But she also never depended on me.
Can you be cool with that? Because I can promise you everything I gave her, but I don't think I can promise any more than that. I will do my best, but my best isn't as Dad of the Year as, say, Matt.
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