Invid Lullaby
A sequel to Second
Chance
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CHAPTER 1
New Beginnings
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Scott opened his eyes lazily and blinked trying to adjust to
the morning light that flooded his quarters. Amidst hazy thoughts,
he distinguished memories of the previous night. He dreamed that
Marlene had returned to him. It didn't take long for him to face
reality, though. A simple turn of his head had him facing her,
laying asleep peacefully on his bed.
Happiness, nervousness, relief and love. He felt many emotions
at once. Although he had doubted she would ever want to see him
again, she traveled from the far end of the universe to find him.
Before the Regiss took her away, they had shared a deep mental
connection. They saw deep inside each other's heart and he felt
she had forgiven him. This was a new beginning and he set all
his will on not wasting it stupidly.
Fatherhood seemed an overwhelming yet promising prospect. A longing
to hold the woman he loved invaded him. Only, caring he might
disturb her rest, he stopped short of it. As a future mother,
she needed sleep, lots of it.
The Captain's thoughts drifted. Images of his son growing up
filled his mind: his first smile, his first steps, the first time
he would call him dad. Every detail would be so unique and important.
Without noticing it, he was smiling broadly. Then, however, dark
thoughts replaced his reverie.
He had seen children of Zentraedi, Tirolean, Triumvirate clone
and human mixes. Those races shared similar genetic structures
and there hasn't been any significant complications for mothers
or babies, either at birth or afterwards. Only, the Invid were
different. His son would be unlike any baby he ever knew of.
A swirl of questions took over his attention. What if things
went wrong? What if his baby didn't look human at all? Would Marlene
lay an egg... or something?! He gulped. What the hell was he thinking!
He frowned, mad at himself.
He left the bed as carefully as his current state of mind allowed
him. After splashing his face with ice-cold water, he managed
to calm down his crazy thoughts. Mechanically, he dried the drops
that covered his forehead and cheeks.
The bathroom's door hissed lowly as it sled open for him. He
watched Marlene on the bed. She seemed fragile and unaware of
any danger as she rested.
An unwanted chill traveled through him as he fought uncertainty
and fear. Who would be able to assist her during her pregnancy
and at birth? Would anyone know what to do? Moreover, who could
be trusted to know about their son's origins?
Marlene stirred faintly. She moved her arm reaching for Scott,
but his side of the bed was empty. After a sleepy yawn, she opened
her eyes and saw him walking toward her. By the time she focused
on his face, his worried frown had vanished.
"Hi" he said smiling and leaned over to kiss her good
morning.
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As the wind caressed her face, the blond woman remembered warmly
the time when they has first traveled together. It had been the
time when Rand and her fell in love the deepest.
After the loss of two of their closest friends, Rand and Rook
decided it was time they traveled again. The morning following
Lancer's departure, they said good-bye to Lunk and Annie, promised
the disheartened teenager they would keep in contact and took
the road on their cyclones.
They had been traveling for a few days. At the moment, he was
guiding her to a place he had found on a small excursion he took
alone. They reached an area atop of a small hill. He suggested
taking a break and brought her to rest next to him on the grass.
The evening was warm. Like in the good old times, they watched
the sunset and waited for the dark sky to cover them.
"Nice spot you found," she told him looking at the
stars.
"Glad you like it, Rook," he replied turning his head
so he could see her. She sat up and stretched, opening her arms
wide, then supported her weight on her hands, leaning backwards
slightly. He sprung his torso upwards and crossed his legs in
front of him. As if unsure of something, he gave her an intent
look.
"What is it, Rand?" she inquired noticing his expression.
"I know this is not the best time... With what happened
and all... But I don't want to wait any longer..." He hesitated
to continue disconcerting Rook; then, without taking his eyes
from her, he added simply, "will you marry me?"
Taking her silence as a bad sign, Rand got nervous. "If
you don't want to, I'll understand," he said hiding his disappointment.
Then, instead of answering Rook pulled him close to her and searched
for his lips.
"I will," she said before they kissed.
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"Yay!" chirped Annie as soon as she heard the news.
Rook was on the phone, calling from a small town where her and
Rand had settled in.
"What's going on?" asked Lunk intrigued by the teenager's
sudden burst of happiness. She had been dispirited ever since
the Invid incident at New Liberty.
"It's Rook, her and Rand are getting married!" she
replied excitedly wagging the phone. "We have to get over...
Uhhh... Hold on," she paused forgetting the name of the place
her friends where at. "What's the name of the town again,
Rook?" she inquired over the phone. "Santa Fe, Lunk.
We got to be there ASAP," she told him, grinning. "I'm
Rook's maid of honor!"
Lunk nodded amused and watched Annie's happiness silently. He
was thankful that at last there was some good news.
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With the rhythmical humming of engines in the background, they
traveled south following the coastline. Lancer felt a secret joy,
the joy of having her exclusively for him, the joy of riding side
by side, just the two of them.
It wasn't that he didn't miss his friends, in fact he did, deeply.
He could not wait to see Marlene and congratulate her and Scott
on the news; and of course, he wanted to be there for Rand and
Rook. But the time he had with his wife in the forest, after she
miraculously returned to him, that time, he would cherish for
life.
Sera and her sister had escaped the Invid and returned to Earth.
From his wife, Lancer learned that Marlene confronted the mother
and somehow forced her to release them. Sera didn't know exactly
why the Regiss bent to Marlene's wishes -half conscious, as she
was when it occurred- but she did remember it had something to
do with the baby and that she had sensed a hint of fear in the
collective Invid mind. After the sisters left, their link to their
species was severed.
The singer couldn't picture the gentle Marlene he knew forcing
the powerful Invid Regiss into submission -in fact, forcing no
one... Well, maybe a certain Captain- but Sera's presence was
proof, she had.
A mangled and rusty sign carelessly dumped on one side of the
road caught his eye. Wanting to take a closer look, he pressed
on the brakes and forced the speedy race of his bike to a halt.
"Bienvenidos a Santa Fe," read the once pristine white
letters over the weathered metallic panel. The city ought to be close ahead.
After a few minutes, he saw it. "This is it," he announced,
removing his helmet. Sera followed suit letting a cascade of lustrous light green hair wave freely in the air. They smiled
despite the tiredness apparent on their faces. It wasn't just
the natural exhaustion from another long day spent under the blazing
sun, but something deeper. Living as fugitives had taken its toll
on them, they longed for a place where they wouldn't have to hide
anymore.
A tabloid reporter had finally pieced the puzzle together and
denounced the famous Lancer Belmont's wife Sera was a humanoid
Invid. He was away in a secluded forest brewing coffee and planning
to go after her when it happened. But then, against all odds,
Sera returned. They did nothing but catch up with each other for
the following days.
When he finally contacted his personal assistant, she tipped
him on the brewing scandal and, after reporting on the state of
his finances, she resigned.
"Invid Spy Shares Rock Star's Bed," read the title
of the infamous piece and was followed by file photos of them
at happier times intertwined with gruesome shots of green-bloodied
captured Invid.
After that, they couldn't return home to New York where hate
for the Invid ran rampant. They had to keep a low profile with
limited access to their assets. Fortunately they both weren't
the kind who get attached to material possessions.
Lancer wasn't bothered by the nature of this rough new beginning,
perhaps it would do him some good. He had been haunted by the
image of his gun on Sera's temple and her fragile hand pressing
the trigger. He needed to forget. Perhaps away from New York and
their past life he would be able to. At least he had one thing
to thank the Regiss for. She had snatched Sera from him, just
before the alien princess had a chance of doing it herself, irrevocably.
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