The Lines Between [DBH]

Prologue

"Wait, wait, Rhett, back up a bit. What the hell do you mean that you made an android that could get pregnant?" The best friend of the man holding the phone asked. 

"Okay, alright, let's go back two or three years," Rhett says with a sigh, leaning back against the toilet.

When androids first came out, the man praised for their creation was Elijah Kamsky. That spotlight would've been shared with Rhett Driscoll if Elijah hadn't taken advantage of how stereotypically 'nerdy' and shy his business partner was.

Luckily for him, not being widely known didn't stop him from becoming extremely rich. But regardless of how much money he made, he couldn't buy what he wanted most.

What he wanted most in life was a woman who would love him unconditionally for who he was, and not anything. But every woman he tried dating either wanted him for his money or didn't seem to be the woman of his dreams in some other way. 

Sure, he couldn't buy or find the ideal woman, but he could make her.

Rhett pushed the idea away for so long, but eventually, he felt he had no other option.  So that's what he did. He put his mind to work to build the woman he wanted most in life.  

Not only did he want to make his dream wife, but he wanted to make her better than any other android his former best friend could ever put on the market. 

Among other more human things, such as eat and digest food, he included the ability for her to become pregnant. Of course, he didn't want that to happen, he only wanted her to be better than the rest. 

However, the one thing that Rhett didn't want to happen, did happen. 

He tried everything he could do to end the pregnancy, but nothing would work.

Eventually, events brought him here, one of the few places in his home where he could have a private conversation on the phone. 

"So what do you want me to do?" Rhett's friend asked. 

"I don't know, but we can't let anyone else know about this. I can't imagine the shitstorm that would start over this whole thing." Rhett said, pressing the palm of his head against his forehead. "Just be there for me if I need you, alright?" 

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. "Mr. Driscoll? It's urgent." 

"Shit Mark, I've gotta go," Rhett said before hanging up the phone and getting out of the bathroom. 

"What's wrong?" He asked as he was led to one of the guest bedrooms, where his pregnant android wife lay, unconscious with open eyes.

"I don't know what happened, but she's not responsive. Perhaps her body detected the trauma and did this to protect itself?" The doctor said as Rhett. "You know I don't know much about these things." 

"Yea, maybe. Androids don't usually get pregnant" Rhett said, sitting next to the woman in the bed. "How much did you say needed to pay you to keep quiet about all of this?" 

"A hundred thousand." The doctor answered as she checked the android's vitals. 

Rhett nods, looking to the other android standing by the door. "Frank, go write a check for one hundred thousand and bring it to me so I can sign it."

"Of course sir, right away." The android responded, before leaving the room. 

Rhett looked back to the doctor, who was looking under the blanket. "So is it coming out?"

"Yes, it's crowning. I think I can reach in and pull it out." The doctor said, the room suddenly falling completely silent until the cries of a newborn filled the room.