I scream. He stops fighting with me and I stand up.
“I didn’t know she was my sister. I never knew my dad. I was working on a case file. I got hurt and ended up in the hospital. Completely different state, miles away from home, and she just happened to be my nurse. We hit it off from the beginning and things snow balled from there. It wasn’t until much later that I found out she was my sister. After talking to some military friends of my dads. I had no idea, and neither did she.” I explain.
“You know there isn’t a guide book for this sort of thing. I am used to helping addicts find the light at the end of the tunnel. I can relate with you a little bit. I left the church because I fell in love. It used to haunt me every night but then I had children. It taught me more about life in three months than ten years in the cloth. My advice to you is to admit to god that you made a mistake. After that, let time be the judge. Time has a way of sorting all the details out.” He says.
“I guess I can't hope for much more than that. Thank you for your time, Father.” I walk out of the make shift chapel and head for the car. I drive away with my head filled with mixed emotions. Even a priest thinks I am some kind of monster. The real problem now is what to do in the future. I cant carry on any kind of relationship with Eve, and expect even a remote sense of being normal. Will she shun me once she finds out? Did Reese tell her, now that I am gone?
Did Reese figure out what happened between us, send me on a bogus mission, so he could tell her and be rid of the problem? He did seem very uncomfortable lately, and now that I think of it, he was starting to lose his cool about the whole operation. I continue to toss questions into the air. My mind goes numb and any attempt at rational thinking already jumped ship hours ago. I can't even recall the drive back to the base, but somehow I managed to find my way back. The last clear thought I had was when I pulled into Cox's parking spot. I decide that all of this is beyond my control and that just maybe the priest was right. I should let time sort it out because it is obvious that I can't.
It's pretty late in the evening when I drive back onto base. Most people are gone by now but I head down to doc's lab. I know he is still up playing with his beakers and naming genetic markers as if they were pets. I exit the elevator and proceed toward the lab. Just as expected, doc is completely absorbed into his work and doesn’t even notice me enter the room. “Doc, I admire your dedication but I thought we both agreed that you need a life.” I say.
“A life? Who needs a life when you can create one? It is high time you find your way back here. I finally did it! More importantly, you are here to witness it.” Cox replies.
“What do you mean, doc?” I say.
“I cloned them, and if I do say so myself, they are proverbially breeding like rabbits.” He says.
“It's alive? How do we go from dead microbes three hours ago, to breeding like rabbits? Please fill me in here.” I say.
“Well, it sure didn’t happen in three hours. It has taken me countless hours to replicate the DNA and then to introduce it to a host cell. Then to have it replicate itself, is just short of a miracle!” He says.
“Let me just try to digest this, doc. Your telling me that your little green men from Mars are alive and currently making babies?” I ask.
“Well, to put it so simply... Yes. Millions of babies to be exact, and the fourth generation is well on its way to adulthood.” Cox replies.
“I don’t know if this is good news or bad news, doc. I am happy for you. Your name is going to go down in history. I am a bit afraid of the alien beings. We don’t even know what they do. When I said your name is going down in history, I was hoping it wouldn’t go down in history as the man who killed the whole damn planet.” I say.
“It will be fine. You have nothing to worry about. I saved the first
“I didn’t know she was my sister. I never knew my dad. I was working on a case file. I got hurt and ended up in the hospital. Completely different state, miles away from home, and she just happened to be my nurse. We hit it off from the beginning and things snow balled from there. It wasn’t until much later that I found out she was my sister. After talking to some military friends of my dads. I had no idea, and neither did she.” I explain.
“You know there isn’t a guide book for this sort of thing. I am used to helping addicts find the light at the end of the tunnel. I can relate with you a little bit. I left the church because I fell in love. It used to haunt me every night but then I had children. It taught me more about life in three months than ten years in the cloth. My advice to you is to admit to god that you made a mistake. After that, let time be the judge. Time has a way of sorting all the details out.” He says.
“I guess I can't hope for much more than that. Thank you for your time, Father.” I walk out of the make shift chapel and head for the car. I drive away with my head filled with mixed emotions. Even a priest thinks I am some kind of monster. The real problem now is what to do in the future. I cant carry on any kind of relationship with Eve, and expect even a remote sense of being normal. Will she shun me once she finds out? Did Reese tell her, now that I am gone?
Did Reese figure out what happened between us, send me on a bogus mission, so he could tell her and be rid of the problem? He did seem very uncomfortable lately, and now that I think of it, he was starting to lose his cool about the whole operation. I continue to toss questions into the air. My mind goes numb and any attempt at rational thinking already jumped ship hours ago. I can't even recall the drive back to the base, but somehow I managed to find my way back. The last clear thought I had was when I pulled into Cox's parking spot. I decide that all of this is beyond my control and that just maybe the priest was right. I should let time sort it out because it is obvious that I can't.
It's pretty late in the evening when I drive back onto base. Most people are gone by now but I head down to doc's lab. I know he is still up playing with his beakers and naming genetic markers as if they were pets. I exit the elevator and proceed toward the lab. Just as expected, doc is completely absorbed into his work and doesn’t even notice me enter the room. “Doc, I admire your dedication but I thought we both agreed that you need a life.” I say.
“A life? Who needs a life when you can create one? It is high time you find your way back here. I finally did it! More importantly, you are here to witness it.” Cox replies.
“What do you mean, doc?” I say.
“I cloned them, and if I do say so myself, they are proverbially breeding like rabbits.” He says.
“It's alive? How do we go from dead microbes three hours ago, to breeding like rabbits? Please fill me in here.” I say.
“Well, it sure didn’t happen in three hours. It has taken me countless hours to replicate the DNA and then to introduce it to a host cell. Then to have it replicate itself, is just short of a miracle!” He says.
“Let me just try to digest this, doc. Your telling me that your little green men from Mars are alive and currently making babies?” I ask.
“Well, to put it so simply... Yes. Millions of babies to be exact, and the fourth generation is well on its way to adulthood.” Cox replies.
“I don’t know if this is good news or bad news, doc. I am happy for you. Your name is going to go down in history. I am a bit afraid of the alien beings. We don’t even know what they do. When I said your name is going down in history, I was hoping it wouldn’t go down in history as the man who killed the whole damn planet.” I say.
“It will be fine. You have nothing to worry about. I saved the first
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