by Desconhecido
"You know, I had a crush on you when I was a kid," Bali said uncomfortably. "I would have really liked to know you were my brother."
He sighed. "I didn’t know how to approach you about it. You were so angry at your father, our father, that you might easily have hated me, too. Especially when you found out mother was able to save only me. I felt guilty."
"I probably would have blown a fuse ... at least at first. I would have calmed down eventually, though. I would have taken to you, Icki. As a brother, I mean." She swallowed hard. "We’ve lost a lot of time."
His dark eyes grew shiny for a moment, then he cleared his throat and leaned back on the bed. "So ask me about my life. What do you want to know? I think I already know all your secrets."
"Hardly," she said with a grin, but the smile faded. "Tell me about mother."
* * * *
Domino was waiting for her in their bed. Arms crossed behind his head, he listened to music as he watched her change into a silky nightgown. "You must have had an interesting talk."
Still humming with latent emotion, she smiled at him as she joined him under the covers. "Very. There are so many things I never knew. It’s like I had a bunch of dots scattered throughout my life and someone just went through with a big black pen and connected them. It’s a relief to know I like my brother, too. I mean, if a stranger had showed up and we’d had to reconnect.... I’m just glad it’s Icki."
He snuggled her into his arms. "So am I. Now I don’t have to worry about him running off with my woman."
Surprised, she shot up to one elbow. "Icki? You’ve got to be kidding."
One large hand hooked around the back of her head and pulled her down for a heated kiss. "You’re right. You’re too spoiled from me to leave with him."
"Why you ... um...." she bit off, as he rolled her under him and suckled her neck. Fires licked her nerves as he whispered a naughty suggestion in her ear. "Okay...."
A little more spoiling wasn’t going to kill her.
Chapter 25
For once, Bali woke earlier than her lover. Out of habit, she tried to drop back off, but couldn’t. Thwarted, she rolled over and studied his sleeping face. Beautiful in repose, he lay with one arm flung over his head, the other curled over his waist. Any woman would smile to wake up to that in her bed.
Warmth uncurled in her chest, and she blinked in surprise as she recognized the emotion. Well, what do you know, she’d gone and fallen in love with the man.
Closing her eyes, she shook her head with a little laugh. Stupid, impossible girl. She’d spent so much time trying to dodge the emotion, only to have it sneak up in plain sight, unrecognized until that moment. If it had been a snake, it would have bit her.
Thinking of Domino’s bite, she smiled and slipped out of bed. If she leaned over and kissed him, it would start something he’d finish, and she was starving.
There was a message waiting for her when she reached the kitchen. Curious, she turned the scrap of paper around on the counter and looked it over. Aris Tallez, the blond merwoman who hung around with Sirocco, wanted to talk. Her message made it sound urgent.
Debating the merits of a charitable meeting versus the inherent danger didn’t take long. She had Datsu and his gang to watch over her, and she could arrange to meet Aris in the club while it was still closed. No worries. Picking up the com, she punched in the merwoman’s number.
Half an hour later she was seated in Domino’s favorite booth enjoying a savory breakfast, while Aris sipped at her protein shake. She concentrated on her breakfast and small talk while the blond worked up the courage to speak.
"I need your help," Aris finally ventured timidly. "I know what you’ve done for the others. The mutants, I mean," she said in a hushed voice, looking around nervously.
Bali nodded calmly. "What do you need?" She took another bite.
Aris took a deep breath, then said in a rush, "I’m pregnant with Sirocco’s child."
Other than a blink, Bali didn’t react. This was new ... a mutant child on the way. Oh, how her father would rejoice. Pity the kid with Sirocco as a father.
Unaware of Bali’s thoughts, Aris said pleadingly, "I’m afraid to tell him. I love him, but I don’t know how he’d take this, and if I decide to keep it.... I need prenatal care from someone who won’t treat me like a freak. I’m so scared a doctor might hurt the baby, or take samples to experiment. I-I just don’t know whether to have this child or not. What kind of life can I offer it?"
Bali sighed. "How far along are you?"
Biting her lip, Aris cringed for a moment. "Late. I’ll be showing soon."
Thinking quietly for a moment, Bali studied the problem. "You’ve waited this long ... I think you really want this baby. If you want a reliable doctor, I can personally recommend two. One’s a Draconian, my husband’s brother, in fact. He’s patched me up a time or two. The other’s a mutant and a close friend of mine. He’s been my doctor for years. As for your lover.... Maybe you will lose Sirocco if you tell him; maybe you won’t. I can tell you one thing, though. If you abort this child now, you will mourn it for the rest of your life. You’ve got options. You’re bigger than this problem. As far as you know, this child could become one of the greatest joys of your life. Don’t take the easy road out; take the right one."
Aris closed her eyes for a moment, a look of relief on her face. "I can really trust this doctor?"
"I have, with my life. If I get pregnant, you can bet I’ll go to one of them."
Aris’ shoulders relaxed. "Okay. I didn’t really want to lose the baby. I’m just so afraid ... was so afraid. I guess I just wasn’t thinking about the options. You know, my parents will just freak when they find out." She got misty eyed for a moment, then shook it off. "I’ll talk to Sirocco. I’ll make him listen."
Bali toasted her with her chopsticks, then pushed her plate over to Aris. "Atta girl. Here, eat. You’ve got a baby to think of now, and I’m not sure a protein shake is going to do it. I’ll get with your new doctor and have him contact you for an appointment. Okay?"
"Yes, thank you." Aris dug into the meal hesitantly, then with the gusto of a dieter tossing the menu plan. "This is really good!"
Bali smiled and headed to the kitchen to get one more crab turnover. She couldn’t get enough of those things lately.
* * * *
"Bali’s gone!"
Domino looked up from the morning newscast in alarm. "What?"
"The delivery guys got her. One minute we were walking into the kitchen, the next she was gone." Hari the bouncer leaned heavily on the counter, blood dripping from his left leg. One hand curled around his ribs, eyes glazed with pain, he gasped out, "They took that big bruiser of hers, Datsu, down. The cook’s got him laid out with a compression bandage on his chest. The other guy has a broken jaw and arm. I’ve never seen guys so fast in my life."
Not waiting for Hari to finish his tale, Domino had already grabbed his com and was making rapid calls. Panic beat at the edges of his mind, but he blocked it out. Bali needed him. He got hold of Lore, passed on a curt message, then turned to see Icki on his feet and heading for the door.
"Where are you going?" Domino demanded. "You’re in no condition...."
"I’m going to help Datsu and the others. I might not be in fighting condition, but I can still play doctor. Go save her," he shot back.
Satisfied that Icki was out of harm’s way, Domino turned his mind to getting his wife back.
Bali’s head was killing her. Groggily, she blinked and tried to focus. She was lying down, but it hurt too much to look around. Wherever she was, it was dim and gray and she didn’t like it. Within moments, she passed out again.
* * * *
"Aris had nothing to do with it," Sirocco said, his arm around his woman.
Domino didn’t back down. "Prove it. We tracked them to a cove by the sea. They were fast, but not fast enough to stop one of the soldiers from tagging their transport with a tracking device. Your merwoman was there when they took
Bali, and the cove is a place you could easily access by water."
Sirocco scowled for a moment, then glanced at Aris, who looked at him with huge, misty eyes. "Stay here. I’m going to help Domino, then I’ll come back and finish our talk." His eyes softened as he kissed her. When he looked at Domino, all softness had fled. "I wasn’t in on this little mess of yours, but I’ll help you get her back. When I do, remember that you owe me, Drac."
* * * *
Bali was on her feet, but only because the big wolf mutant on her right was holding her upright. They were in a sea cave that had been outfitted like a rough camp. She couldn’t see any way out except by sea, and only one boat was tethered to the cave wall. She could see only five men besides her father.
That was good, she thought cheerfully. So much easier for Domino to kill them when he got here.
Someone shoved a chair roughly behind her and she collapsed in it, wincing as pain like ragged glass shot through her skull. Whoever had coshed her on the head had half-killed her.
Not that her father seemed to care.
Rudriv Itara scowled at her like an irritated schoolmaster. The expression twisted his nearly unrecognizable face. His skin had a golden, mottled cast, and his thick, wild hair was a shock of white with steaks of red where no color had been before. The right side of his mouth moved in a constant, distracting tick, and his movements seemed unnatural, jerky. Oddest of all was the reshaping of the face itself. She couldn’t decide if it was the result of cosmetic surgery or gene mashing.
Apparently her father had been experimenting again ... this time on himself.
"I’m disappointed in you, girl. Getting tangled up with that Draconian and ruining all my fine work."
"Hell-o, Dad," she slurred, offering him a pained grin. "I’ve been a little naughty. Are you going to dump me in your gene pool again? It won’t do much good."
"Had you remained with me, you’d have realized that I no longer use the pool, too clumsy. I’ve gone back to formula. I use an injection now," he said coldly.
She quirked a brow. "Didn’t want to scream your way through the change, eh? Sacrificing in the name of science not so appealing when you’re the subject?"
His face grew more mottled. "The shot is more effective."
"I can see that," she said, eyeing his blotched skin.
"You see nothing," he sneered, and turned his back on her to fiddle with the controls on the machine behind him. The remains of hastily amputated wings made lumps under his shirt. "I merely overreached myself a little. I’ve only got a slight glitch in the formula to overcome. To do that, I need one of my earliest subjects. By now your brother should have received my summons. Once I have a gene sample from him, I can repair the damage."
"You’re nuts," Bali said calmly. Maybe it was shock leaving her oddly detached, or the blow to her head. Maybe she just didn’t care anymore. "Icki’s not going to risk getting himself caught just to satisfy your demented experiments."
Itara slowly reached for a scalpel lying on the table. He turned, eyeing it fondly. "Oh, I think he will. If he doesn’t, I’ll return you to him one piece at a time. How do you think he’d react to having your eye delivered to him in a flask of formaldehyde?" He smiled at her coldly. "I owe you for the bad press, daughter mine, and for helping the authorities every chance you got."
Interesting. He’d completely shed the guise of loving father in favor of the mantle of lunatic egomaniac. While it suited him better, it was a little unsettling. She could only wonder what had brought about the change. Maybe years of being hunted down like a rabid dog could do that to a man.
She wasn’t terribly concerned about her eye--they made nice mechanical eyes these days, and they couldn’t be worse than the vision problems she’d suffered all her life. Besides, Domino would find her. He had the resources, the connections and the attitude. Her father had made a fatal mistake when he’d snatched her.
"Father."
Bali’s eyes had been drifting closed, but they popped open at the sound of Icki’s voice. What the blazes was he doing here?
Itara’s eyes glowed as he watched Icki fly into the cave and land with a gentle grunt. His chest was bare to allow his wings full movement. No doubt his healing shoulder was killing him.
"You’re late," Itara said, moving toward him purposefully.
"And you have something of mine," Icki said coldly. "I’ve come to collect her." He reached his hand inside his belt pouch, sending a cool look to the men and mutants who leveled firearms on him. "It’s a blood and tissue sample," he said, holding up the vials. "Give me the girl and you can have them."
Itara shook his head sadly. "Not one word of greeting for your father? How rude, Icki. Unfortunately, those tiny bottles won’t be enough. I’m afraid you’re going to have to stay here with me."
Icki smiled coldly and dropped the vials to the ground. Instantly the air filled with a choking red smoke.
Chaos erupted in the cave. Shots were fired. Men cursed. Bali flinched when she felt cold fingers brush her arm, then grip.
"Bali?"
"Icki! You crazy fool!"
"Hang on." He swung her into his arms, ignoring her low curse as he half ran in the direction of the water. She gasped as cold water soaked her clothes, then struggled as another pair of arms received her.
"Quit squirming," Sirocco ordered roughly, "and hold your breath."
She barely had time to obey before he ducked under the water and swam them out of there at an astonishing pace. By the time he surfaced, the pressure in her head from holding her breath had almost finished her, but they were outside the cave.
"Easy," Lore said as Sirocco helped him pull her into the boat ... and that was the last thing she remembered as her world went black.
Chapter 26
Sirocco wasted no time getting back to the cave. He caught Itara in the water on his way out. Itara had shed his clothes and had a half-formed tail hampering his escape. A dagger was clenched in one hand, slowing him down.
"Beautiful," Sirocco said, flashing his teeth. He had years more of living with his mutation on his side, youth, muscles and a terrible craving for revenge. He was no longer a helpless young man strapped down to a table. This time the advantage was his.
He broke Itara’s wrist taking away the dagger, then he took Itara’s life.
* * * *
Domino looked his way through the clearing smoke and saw blood on the water. "Sirocco!"
"Sorry, Drac. I caught him, I got to kill him," Sirocco said, tossing the body away from him. "Let the fish have him."
Domino muttered under his breath, then looked around. He and his friends had wiped out Itara’s little army; the authorities could do the rest. He was anxious to see to his wife.
Epilogue
"Quit hovering. I’m fine," Bali grouched, giving Domino the evil eye. Her head didn’t even pain her unless she brushed her hair.
He picked up her feet and joined her on the couch, placing them in his lap. "Settle down. I was just going to watch the movie with you. And the popcorn’s not all for you, you know," he said, taking a handful. "Pregnancy is making you grouchy."
"Men are making me grouchy," she muttered, mollified. Icki was as excited about the baby as Domino and constantly mothered her. That he did it with a doctor’s license only made it worse.
At least she had another woman to talk with about it. She’d become friends with Aris, Sirocco’s new wife, and Aris assured her that Sirocco was every bit as protective as Domino, if not more so. He’d already made arrangements with Domino for their child’s future education. A joint Draconian and mutant school was being planned, and they would break ground on the project next month.
Life was good, Bali thought, wriggling down deeper into the couch. She had the man of her dreams by her side, an extended family who loved her and a little one on the way. It wasn’t the way she’d expected life to go, but she had to admit it was better than her wildest dreams. Just went to show what a little good loving could do
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The End