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    Planet Terror: The Sequel

    Hey little daddy’o

     

    You’ll never get another fix

     

    I’m telling you its not a trick, pay attention don’t be thick

     

    Or you’re libel to get licked

     

    Bette was sitting by the doorway of her tent, waiting for Helena. Her skin was cold and clammy, her eyes hot and itchy. When Helena saw her, she assumed the worst.

     

    “It’s ok.” Bette croaked. “I just had a nightmare.” Helena noticed how badly Bette was shaking then, and moved to cover her with a blanket. She didn’t bother to ask what the nightmare had been about.

     

    Helena was three months pregnant. She and Bette had dropped all pretenses of friendship long ago, and were staying in the same dwelling—a tent, reinforced with stones and logs, and decorated inside with a growing assortment of ocean remnants. Shells held stubs of candles. An old weathered box, gray and smooth, held a small mirror, more candles and small stones. Beside the bed, a large tarp covered four machine guns and a good supply of ammo. Helena and Bette both hated the guns, and kept them close enough to reach in an emergency and far enough to make themselves feel better about the situation. Bette had built a shelf which stood against the side of the tent and held Helena’s leg-attachments in easy reach.  

     

    “I’m off duty now.” Helena kissed Bette’s sweat covered brow. “You’re not on for another eight hours, right?” Bette nodded. “Good, you can give me a massage and make yourself useful.” Helena winked and nuzzled Bette’s neck. She wanted Bette to understand that she was a part of something now—that whatever happened, whatever had happened, Bette was needed by those around her. Bette smiled, kissing Helena’s head. She led her girlfriend over to their bed, loosening her tshirt from her pants and laying her hands on Helena’s pregnant belly. Bette rested her forehead on Helena’s chest, kissing her where salty moisture gathered, before moving her lips down to where her hands lay.

     

    “This child belongs to all of us.” Helena murmured, stroking Bette’s sweat soaked hair away from her eyes. “I never would have understood such a thing if this hadn’t all happened.”

     

    “It’s strange, isn’t it? That good things could come from such awful…” Bette’s voice broke and strained. She breathed in, haltingly a few times, and then calmed. Her attention turned to the miracle in front of her, and she murmured for a few minutes to the little one. 

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    Comments

    1. Hell yeah, you better continue! Just as I fear for S5, you had Jenny come drifing back one way or the other. Oh well, she might be useful as bait. C’mon, Jenny bites so turn around is fair play! While you’re at it, can you make Jodi one of the dead?

    2. itz great az alwayz – i luv it! u definately have to continue – please. oh an im with rufus on the jenny comment – shez so out there sometime it would be hard to tell

    3. You know being away for so long doesn’t seem so bad when i’ve got all this to come back to. Uhave certainly been busy, girl u rock! I’m all up to date with your stories and i am loving them!!! This is definitly an amazing start, i can not wait to read more!! So yes you most definitly have to continue!! Keep up the great work, thanks! :D

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