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“You… don’t—” He sucked in a pain-soaked breath. “Kill.”

“What made you think that?”

“You’re.” He sucked in a breath, the sound raspy and Dalek-esque. “Soft.”

“Remember that when you’re screaming later.” I stared at the test results on my screen. “I’d never heard of it before, sirenomelia, I mean.

“It’s only when you realize how hard it is to get through pregnancy that you can appreciate life,” I mused. “Quite ironic, of course, considering our current circumstances, but you matter to me about as much as that rat does, whereas my little niece or nephew…” My words waned before I ground out, “How can a kid’s legs fuse together? It makes no sense.”

“What.” Inhalation. “You.” Exhalation. “Talkin’ about?”

“I’m talking about the miracle of life, Michael. A miracle that I intend to preserve.”

There was nothing I could do for Aoife other thanthis.

Aoife was my sister.

Aela was my sister.

So were Inessa and Camille and Savannah.

I had five of them now.

I had five people who could create other people to watch over.

That was a lot of pressure, but it was worth it. More worthwhile than the other crap my father had me doing. I knew more than any doctor did now about pregnancy after a week’s intense study.

It meant I was wired, but hey, wired and I went well together.

I was at my best when I felt like this.

And I could do nothing for the niece or nephew that was slowly dying in Aoife’s womb, but I could protect the mother.

Aoife needed protecting.

She just didn’t know it, but Michael knew. Michael knew more than he was willing to say.

“Feel those cuffs on your ankles and wrists? I adapted them. They’ve got a metallic plate running around them, and if I do this—” I fiddled with the program on my computer as I dropped my feet to the floor. “—it triggers a current.” When he screamed, I tutted, “Oh, Michael, you disappoint me. That was only the first phase. Considering you’re one of thosecheiles,I thought you’d have more guts, but I see I was wrong.”

“Bah-stard,” he groaned.

I peered at the steam that wafted from his form and muttered, “Huh. More potent than anticipated. Interesting.”

“Sick—” Inhalation. “O.”

“Everyone thinks I’m so innocent. Don’t you know it’s the quiet ones you can’t trust?” I rumbled. “Especially when it comes down to my sisters, Michael. My mother too. You fucked with the wrong family.”

Lodestar:Yo.

The text bubble appeared on my computer, drawing my attention because Star had a habit of doing that.

There’d come a day when we would finally meet, and she’d suck out all the air from my lungs.

That didn’t mean I was going to make it easy on her for being a pain. Our last conversation still stung.

I wasnota weirdo for likingDoctor Who. And she was such a cheater when it came toCall of Duty.

aCooooig:What?

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