Page 11 of LeX (Darverius, House of DaR #17)

Chapter Ten

LEX

The moment I have the area re-situated and cleaned to suit me, I turn to check on my own mate. All this time she’s laid peacefully in bed with no knowledge of the chaos that is going on around her. The holo pad sits on the edge of the bed where I left it, but even though I long to reconnect with her, I need to get some real rest as my adrenaline drops and the lethargy hits me hard after all that’s happened.

Turning the lights down, I glance up at the screens above her bed, hoping to see any changes, only to be disappointed when there aren’t any. Stripping off the bloody sanitary suit, I put it in the incinerator and walk over to the ionic cleanser. Stepping in, I barely feel the steam surround me as I practically doze off standing up.

Once again, I stumble to the cot the Destroyer was hesitant about adding to the med chamber and I am asleep before my head hits the pillow.

A small figure pops up, hovering above Master LeX , her arms crossed when she realizes once again he has not taken the time to cover his sleeping form. With the click of her holographic fingers, a med bot appears with a light covering. She supervises it draping the covering over him gently before activating its guard program. Adjusting the room’s temperature so that it is more to his comfort, she floats out of the lab and into the main room, looking at the female and her intriguing form. Taking the time to log the differences between this human and all the others she has records of, Destiny alters her appearance again as she mimics this female’s appearance. She plays with several different hairstyles and colors before settling on this new shape. Satisfied that she has done all she can for one of her favorite organics, Destiny , aka Destroyer , hides her new form from the organics once again before floating off to check on the rest of her crew while they make their way back to Falcor , and regretfully further away from her ANDI .

Laying here for a moment, I stare up at the ceiling of the med bay with my thoughts on what’s next. I have been so consumed with waking Rylie up from her coma that I haven’t taken a moment to think about what happens when she does. Will she be scared of me? Want a place of her own? What is her story?

When I start to swing my legs off the cot, I find myself tangled up in a blanket. I shake my head as I uncurl myself, realizing I must have been so tired I simply didn’t remember grabbing it. Looking around, all I see is a med bot in the corner, but it seems to be simply recharging. Then it hits me. I’m not sure how she did it, but there is only one being onboard constantly concerned about my welfare.

Groggily , I push myself up, grabbing a clean set of garments that the Destroyer must have acquired for me while I was resting. “ Destroyer , how long have I been out?”

“ Just a single darkness, it’s still early.”

“ How is Ember ?”

“ The stasis chamber’s reports have not changed since she was put under.”

“ ViN and the youngling?”

“ They are still at rest. Although I will say, the fetus is fascinating to watch. Sensors have been placed all around their quarters, their sole purpose is to record her every move. Initially , I did that for my own pleasure, as I’m captivated by the miracle of birth, but if anyone asks, I can truthfully tell them that we need to record this for future generations.”

I can’t help but smile at her open innocence. Destroyer , I understand completely. Will you arrange for sustenance to be delivered here? I’m eager to refocus my attention on my mate.

“ It will arrive shortly, Medic LeX .”

“ Oh , and thanks for the covering last darkness.”

“ You are most welcome.”

I eat while reviewing all the scans over the last rotation. Rylie actually moved her entire hand multiple times throughout the rotation and that is such good news. I have the med bots come in and exercise her muscles so that when she awakens, her body won’t feel as sluggish. I have no idea if she has lost weight or muscle during her trip here as the pod’s medical records were not even for her. The pod was originally set up for a male.

Resetting the sensory scanner, I lower it back to her head while adjusting my own. As soon as I see the lights turn green, I start reading to her once again.

From the moment she landed in my hands, all I can think of is how to keep her. I’m a freak; what the heck do I think I’m gonna do with a three-inch fairy? I mean yeah! She is beautiful, almost in a fake way. But she’s a fairy, and I’m human. The size difference is a little overwhelming. I finally just get up. The stupid stuff running through my head is driving me crazy.

When I go into the bathroom to brush my teeth, I swear I hear a small jet engine in the other room. I run out of the bathroom with my toothbrush still in my mouth, but I stop right at the door. There is a hummingbird flying around Petal . Tagon is watching from the windowsill. The little bird lands softly on the fabric close to the bloom and leans in toward Petal . I start to rush over and shoo it away when I hear a voice in my head.

“ Randy , she is fine. Flutter is only bringing her breakfast.” It is Tagon’s voice I’m hearing. Holy crap, I can hear him in my head now.

Once again, my vision blurs, and I find myself somewhere else.