Re: Finding Family, Finding Home (UC, AU, Adult) Chapter 20
Posted: Mon May 20, 2013 6:06 pm
Chapter 20
A couple weeks later, Liz found herself standing in master bedroom of Michael’s cabin, the key and chain around her neck.
After the incident in Las Cruces Liz figured out that she had to get her own place. And while it wasn’t ideal to go to the house where some of her best and worst memories were held, Liz didn’t want to go too far, in case Michael returned.
Serena offered to help her move out, but Elena and John arranged every last thing and now Liz was standing inside Michael’s private home. They refused to let her live there completely alone and a security detail kept 24 hour watch in a building a few hundred feet from the main house, keeping an eye on her in case the skins or worse found her.
She knew she’d still be going to the lab a few times a week to continue work on the research; but Elena agreed that both women needed some time to themselves.
Liz had already been living in the house for a few days when she heard a knock on her door.
Not knowing that anyone was supposed to come over, Liz was concerned that the security guards hadn’t called her.
Liz grinned at the vision of Serena standing in front of her door holding a bag. Liz was glad to see that Serena looked to be gaining weight once again.
“I brought puzzles,” she said, through the glass.
Liz laughed and let her friend inside.
“I didn’t know you were coming,” Liz said, closing the door behind them.
“I told security to let me surprise you,” Serena grinned.
“Nice place,” Serena continued, looking around the open foyer. “I see you’ve started adding your own touches.”
Liz grinned, looking over at the Monet reproduction she’d hung over the fireplace instead of the Metallica Poster that had been there. It was safely tucked away in the guest room; she knew Michael’d kill her if she tossed it.
“I figure a few girly touches here and there wouldn’t be unreasonable.”
They sat down on the couch after Liz filled a pitcher of water and Serena filled a couple of glasses with ice, placing their items on the coffee table.
“I guess you’re enjoying it here?” Serena said.
“It’s peaceful,” she said. “Makes me feel close to him.”
Serena nodded, not needing to say a word.
“So, puzzles?” she asked, after a few moments of silence.
Liz popped a movie into the blu-ray player and put it on while they worked on the puzzles well into the evening..
It wasn’t until it was dark that Liz realized there was something seriously wrong with her friend.
“Liz?”
Liz looked up to see Serena standing in the doorway from the hall and saw the color drain from her friend’s face.
“What is it?” she asked, jumping up from her seat and rushing over to her friend.
The sound of static popping filled the air and Liz stopped suddenly, seeing green streaks shooting out from Serena’s arms.
“Oh my god,” she said, her stomach dropping into her gut.
She raced over to the dark haired woman and caught Serena just before she fell to the ground in a faint. Her body was hot and sparked with the green electricity as Liz carried her to the couch.
“House, call Elena,” she shouted at the entertainment system. Within moments, Elena’s voice filled the house.
“Liz, I wasn’t expecting your call,” she said, sounding concerned over the stereo.
“There’s been an emergency,” Liz said, her stomach twisting.
“I assume you don’t mean a normal emergency,” Elena said, sounded guarded.
“Something’s happening to Serena,” Liz cried, looking over as her friend seized on the couch. “I don’t think I can call 911.”
“Ring for security,” she said. “I’ll be over soon.”
The line died and Liz did as the alien guardian commanded, hitting the button whose alarm went directly to the guard house.
It took mere minutes for the men to barge into the house and find Liz kneeling on the ground, attempting to reach out to Serena. The electric sparks now not only dance over her skin but jumped from Serena’s body to the nearby furniture.
“Call Elena,” one guard said, rushing over.
“She’s on her way,” Liz said, as the guards pushed her out of the way.
Liz watched as the men moved furniture around the room and placed Serena helplessly on the floor of the living room. One man braved the constant electric shocks and held her wrist taking her pulse while the other seemed to count her breaths. Liz had never seen anything like it. Tears brimmed her eyes as Serena’s body twisted with another seizure.
What ever was going on with her friend, Liz knew this wasn’t normal.
She paced a few feet away from where the men tried to calm Serena, her stomach flipping around.
It took Elena nearly an hour to arrive at the house and when she did a flurry of things happened at once. She immediately ordered the guards back to the security building to watch for intruders, sure that the lack of guards could bring an attack. John rushed in a few minutes later and Liz cried when Serena stopped moving.
“Is she okay?” Liz asked, being held back by John’s personal guard.
“You need to stay away, Ms. Liz,” he said, honest concern in his voice.
“But Serena,” she called out, trying to get close to the only real friend she had left in Colorado.
A glow caught her eye and Liz stopped her fighting to watch as Elena’s hands hovered
over Serena. A blue glow radiated from her hands to Serena’s body, even as the green electric sparks jumped through the living room.
“What’s going on?” she said, barely hearing her own words over the roar of whatever alien powers they were using.
She got no answer as John moved to Serena’s other side and began scanning over her body as Elena did. The hum filled the room and Liz felt rooted to the floor.
It seemed to take forever as the two aliens checked on the woman on the rug.
“Is she okay?” Liz asked, when Elena came out of her trance and looked around the room.
“She will be,” Elena said, her voice scratching.
“What’s wrong with her?” Liz asked, looking down at her unconscious co-worker.
“Her body is preparing for the birth of the King’s child.”
“She’s what now?”
“It seems that Zan left Serena with child,” Elena continued. “And Zan is the clone with the seal.”
“Serena will need lots of rest if her body is to go through this pregnancy,” John said.
“We probably shouldn’t move her back home tonight,” Elena said.
“She can have my bed,” Liz said, shrugging off the guard’s already loosening grip. “It will be more comfortable.”
She walked down the hall and into the master bedroom, her mind reeling from all the news. Liz had no idea how Serena would react to finding out that she was pregnant with Zan’s child. Sure that Serena would be happy to have a part of him with her, how would dealing with an alien pregnancy work? And what would the baby look like?
Liz reached across the bed and turned the covers so John could place Serena on the mattress. She looked around the room. If Serena needed to stay for a while, Liz would need to make it more comfortable in here.
“That should be fine,” John said, catching her attention.
Liz turned to see him carrying Serena and watched as he placed her carefully on the bed.
“We can stay here tonight, if you’d like,” he said, “but she should be okay.”
“As long as she doesn’t start those seizures again, we’ll be okay.”
“We placed her in a comatosestate,” Elena said, walking into the room almost regally. “She should sleep through the night. But I can leave my guard here if you’d like. He’s skilled enough in healing that he can keep her calm. John and I have some work to do with this news.”
Liz nodded, completely understanding. No one in the room realized that the girls could get pregnant with the child of one the royals.
It didn’t take long for John and Elena to leave after that. And Liz couldn’t blame them, she hoped that they would try to contact Zan, he needed to know that Serena was pregnant with his child.
She grabbed an afghan and her journal, needing to get all her feelings onto paper, and settled onto the chaise she’d brought from the estate house. The guard was going to sleep in the guest room, on the other side of the far wall, in case she needed him.
I don’t even know where to begin, she started, Michael, I could really use your advice right about now. Serena is pregnant with Zan’s child, with the heir to Antar’s throne. How are we going to survive without your help in this matter? Isabel and Ava should be here teaching Serena how to deal with the pregnancy and Zan should be here to hold her tonight. Elena put her in a sedative state to give her as much rest as possible, but I can’t imagine the next few months will be easy.
Liz wiped away a few tears that slid down her cheeks and looked over at her sleeping friend. How were they going to tell Serena’s parents that this happened? And what were they going to do with the interspecies baby when he or she was born?
Dearest Michael, if you can hear my thoughts from across the galaxy, please send whatever strength you can to the women you left behind.
A couple weeks later, Liz found herself standing in master bedroom of Michael’s cabin, the key and chain around her neck.
After the incident in Las Cruces Liz figured out that she had to get her own place. And while it wasn’t ideal to go to the house where some of her best and worst memories were held, Liz didn’t want to go too far, in case Michael returned.
Serena offered to help her move out, but Elena and John arranged every last thing and now Liz was standing inside Michael’s private home. They refused to let her live there completely alone and a security detail kept 24 hour watch in a building a few hundred feet from the main house, keeping an eye on her in case the skins or worse found her.
She knew she’d still be going to the lab a few times a week to continue work on the research; but Elena agreed that both women needed some time to themselves.
Liz had already been living in the house for a few days when she heard a knock on her door.
Not knowing that anyone was supposed to come over, Liz was concerned that the security guards hadn’t called her.
Liz grinned at the vision of Serena standing in front of her door holding a bag. Liz was glad to see that Serena looked to be gaining weight once again.
“I brought puzzles,” she said, through the glass.
Liz laughed and let her friend inside.
“I didn’t know you were coming,” Liz said, closing the door behind them.
“I told security to let me surprise you,” Serena grinned.
“Nice place,” Serena continued, looking around the open foyer. “I see you’ve started adding your own touches.”
Liz grinned, looking over at the Monet reproduction she’d hung over the fireplace instead of the Metallica Poster that had been there. It was safely tucked away in the guest room; she knew Michael’d kill her if she tossed it.
“I figure a few girly touches here and there wouldn’t be unreasonable.”
They sat down on the couch after Liz filled a pitcher of water and Serena filled a couple of glasses with ice, placing their items on the coffee table.
“I guess you’re enjoying it here?” Serena said.
“It’s peaceful,” she said. “Makes me feel close to him.”
Serena nodded, not needing to say a word.
“So, puzzles?” she asked, after a few moments of silence.
Liz popped a movie into the blu-ray player and put it on while they worked on the puzzles well into the evening..
It wasn’t until it was dark that Liz realized there was something seriously wrong with her friend.
“Liz?”
Liz looked up to see Serena standing in the doorway from the hall and saw the color drain from her friend’s face.
“What is it?” she asked, jumping up from her seat and rushing over to her friend.
The sound of static popping filled the air and Liz stopped suddenly, seeing green streaks shooting out from Serena’s arms.
“Oh my god,” she said, her stomach dropping into her gut.
She raced over to the dark haired woman and caught Serena just before she fell to the ground in a faint. Her body was hot and sparked with the green electricity as Liz carried her to the couch.
“House, call Elena,” she shouted at the entertainment system. Within moments, Elena’s voice filled the house.
“Liz, I wasn’t expecting your call,” she said, sounding concerned over the stereo.
“There’s been an emergency,” Liz said, her stomach twisting.
“I assume you don’t mean a normal emergency,” Elena said, sounded guarded.
“Something’s happening to Serena,” Liz cried, looking over as her friend seized on the couch. “I don’t think I can call 911.”
“Ring for security,” she said. “I’ll be over soon.”
The line died and Liz did as the alien guardian commanded, hitting the button whose alarm went directly to the guard house.
It took mere minutes for the men to barge into the house and find Liz kneeling on the ground, attempting to reach out to Serena. The electric sparks now not only dance over her skin but jumped from Serena’s body to the nearby furniture.
“Call Elena,” one guard said, rushing over.
“She’s on her way,” Liz said, as the guards pushed her out of the way.
Liz watched as the men moved furniture around the room and placed Serena helplessly on the floor of the living room. One man braved the constant electric shocks and held her wrist taking her pulse while the other seemed to count her breaths. Liz had never seen anything like it. Tears brimmed her eyes as Serena’s body twisted with another seizure.
What ever was going on with her friend, Liz knew this wasn’t normal.
She paced a few feet away from where the men tried to calm Serena, her stomach flipping around.
It took Elena nearly an hour to arrive at the house and when she did a flurry of things happened at once. She immediately ordered the guards back to the security building to watch for intruders, sure that the lack of guards could bring an attack. John rushed in a few minutes later and Liz cried when Serena stopped moving.
“Is she okay?” Liz asked, being held back by John’s personal guard.
“You need to stay away, Ms. Liz,” he said, honest concern in his voice.
“But Serena,” she called out, trying to get close to the only real friend she had left in Colorado.
A glow caught her eye and Liz stopped her fighting to watch as Elena’s hands hovered
over Serena. A blue glow radiated from her hands to Serena’s body, even as the green electric sparks jumped through the living room.
“What’s going on?” she said, barely hearing her own words over the roar of whatever alien powers they were using.
She got no answer as John moved to Serena’s other side and began scanning over her body as Elena did. The hum filled the room and Liz felt rooted to the floor.
It seemed to take forever as the two aliens checked on the woman on the rug.
“Is she okay?” Liz asked, when Elena came out of her trance and looked around the room.
“She will be,” Elena said, her voice scratching.
“What’s wrong with her?” Liz asked, looking down at her unconscious co-worker.
“Her body is preparing for the birth of the King’s child.”
“She’s what now?”
“It seems that Zan left Serena with child,” Elena continued. “And Zan is the clone with the seal.”
“Serena will need lots of rest if her body is to go through this pregnancy,” John said.
“We probably shouldn’t move her back home tonight,” Elena said.
“She can have my bed,” Liz said, shrugging off the guard’s already loosening grip. “It will be more comfortable.”
She walked down the hall and into the master bedroom, her mind reeling from all the news. Liz had no idea how Serena would react to finding out that she was pregnant with Zan’s child. Sure that Serena would be happy to have a part of him with her, how would dealing with an alien pregnancy work? And what would the baby look like?
Liz reached across the bed and turned the covers so John could place Serena on the mattress. She looked around the room. If Serena needed to stay for a while, Liz would need to make it more comfortable in here.
“That should be fine,” John said, catching her attention.
Liz turned to see him carrying Serena and watched as he placed her carefully on the bed.
“We can stay here tonight, if you’d like,” he said, “but she should be okay.”
“As long as she doesn’t start those seizures again, we’ll be okay.”
“We placed her in a comatosestate,” Elena said, walking into the room almost regally. “She should sleep through the night. But I can leave my guard here if you’d like. He’s skilled enough in healing that he can keep her calm. John and I have some work to do with this news.”
Liz nodded, completely understanding. No one in the room realized that the girls could get pregnant with the child of one the royals.
It didn’t take long for John and Elena to leave after that. And Liz couldn’t blame them, she hoped that they would try to contact Zan, he needed to know that Serena was pregnant with his child.
She grabbed an afghan and her journal, needing to get all her feelings onto paper, and settled onto the chaise she’d brought from the estate house. The guard was going to sleep in the guest room, on the other side of the far wall, in case she needed him.
I don’t even know where to begin, she started, Michael, I could really use your advice right about now. Serena is pregnant with Zan’s child, with the heir to Antar’s throne. How are we going to survive without your help in this matter? Isabel and Ava should be here teaching Serena how to deal with the pregnancy and Zan should be here to hold her tonight. Elena put her in a sedative state to give her as much rest as possible, but I can’t imagine the next few months will be easy.
Liz wiped away a few tears that slid down her cheeks and looked over at her sleeping friend. How were they going to tell Serena’s parents that this happened? And what were they going to do with the interspecies baby when he or she was born?
Dearest Michael, if you can hear my thoughts from across the galaxy, please send whatever strength you can to the women you left behind.