by Viola Grace
“Wait. You are serious. You think you are pregnant.”
She didn’t have a chance to answer, he picked her up and spun her around before he set her on her feet and kissed her passionately. She was up on her toes with her arms wrapped around his neck when Iktabi came over.
“Lekorh, is there something amiss?”
Lekorh lifted his head, and he smiled. “I believe that we have unprecedented news, but it needs to be confirmed.”
Iktabi suddenly got excited. “Really?”
Sarah looked at him with a bland expression. “Pretty sure on my end, but let’s get an official consensus.”
Twenty minutes later, the scan told her what she knew. She had started something or, rather, someone.
Lekorh was in shock and held her hand, pressing kisses to the inside of her wrist. He held her hand as the cell cluster was extracted, and once the life had been transferred to the canister, a light came on, and the canister glowed yellow.
The medics looked at each other, and Sarah could feel the mental high-fives.
The tiny cell cluster was sent under very serious guard to the gestation centre. Development would have to be verified, and that would take time. She would develop at half the pace of the other babies if she developed at all.
Sarah and Lekorh were going to have to wait.
They were sitting together, alone in their private space, and Lekorh was still shocked. “They are going to have to report this if she lives.”
“I know.”
“They may want to try and replicate you.”
She wrinkled her nose. “I guessed that much from your line of thought.”
“Is it odd to think of yourself as being replicated and shipped around the other colonies?”
Sarah leaned her head against his chest. “Unless they cloned you as well, they might have no luck. The Saya that they put in their path will have to be exceptional to even be in your league.”
He chuckled. “I wonder if they will have the nerve to crack her skull.”
“I doubt it, but I am not worried. The ladies will have the good sense that my genes gave them, and hopefully, empathy will be the first thing to manifest. If you have empathy for those around you, you can do amazing things.”
Lekorh chuckled and sent her a wave of warmth. “Speaking as one of those amazing things, you can do me whenever you like.”
“That is how we got here to begin with.”
They laughed together and then made plans to monitor their offspring. They wanted the little female to survive and thrive, but time would tell. In the meantime, they had each other, and all the memories that they had made... together.
Author’s Note
Book 5 is behind me and now book 6 looms. Lekorh and Sarah have gained the attention of the Rrassic council, and that means an emissary is going to arrive on Imrahl.
Hint. It is a species we haven’t seen yet.
Thanks for reading,
Viola Grace
About the Author
Viola Grace (aka Zenina Masters) is a Canadian sci-fi/paranormal romance writer with ambitions to keep writing for the rest of her life. She specializes in short stories because the thrill of discovery, of all those firsts, is what keeps her writing.
An artist who enjoys a story that catches you up, whirls you around, and sets you down with a smile on your face is all she endeavours to be. She prefers to leave the drama to those who are better suited to it, she always goes for the cheap laugh.
In real life, she now is engaged in beekeeping, and her adventures can be found on the YouTube channel, Mystery Bees Apiary. Just look for the cartoon kittens.