After The End

Incompatible

Once Abe comes back with the kit I take a sample of Clem's blood and Abe and I go run a few tests, when I get back into the Stasis Tank room Clem and Jackson are still with the tank, "Alright, I'm gonna adjust the charge, so get ready." Clem comments as she looks over the control box. She strengths up and looks over her shoulder to Jackson, "Did you check the camshaft sensor?"

Jackson nods, "Yeah, twice."

As Clem turns back around some of the cords crackles, "What are you do? This thing is overloading. Pull the fuse."

"Okay."

Clem turns back to Jackson, "Not the relay, pull the terminal. The whole thing."

Jackson lifts a hand, "Alright, I'm just a little lost here, I'm sorry. Maybe this." While I can't see what he did, it must have worked because the tank powers up. Jackson looks over to Clementine, "Hey, we did it." As Jackson turns back to the tank he sees me, "Kat, we got the data."

I smile and walk over to them, "I knew you two could do it."

Jackson and I look over all the different information on the screen, "Eight hours of cellular regeneration, hyper tissue mitosis."

I shake my head, "These records are exact details of what was done to her. I wonder what else this knows about Abigail."

Jackson nods and looks over to me, "So do I."

I take a deep breath, "But that will have to wait." I turn to look at Clementine, "We need to talk. I got your blood test results back. I need to run some more tests on you and the baby."

Clementine nods and the three of us head into the lab, where I get Clem hooked up to a monitor. "So what's wrong?"

"Your baby has HDF, hemolytic disease. It's a blood disorder. In short, your blood has mixed with the baby's, so your body is creating antibodies that are attacking the baby's blood."

"What do we do?"

"The baby's blood type is extremely rare. Abe and I called several blood banks, but it could take weeks to find a match. But, if we had the father's blood, we could do an exchange transfusion, literally replacing the baby's blood."

Clem nods, "His name is Sam Parker. We met about three months ago in Colorado, but I don't know where he's living now."

I look up to Jackson, "We have to do everything we can to find Sam. If we get his blood the baby will be fine."

Jackson steps over to Clem, "You need to tell us everything you know about him, and I'll start tracking him down."

I turn to one of the computers and start a search for Sam Parker, "Well, there are over a hundred Sam Parkers in 32 different states, including Alaska. You said you met him in Colorado?" I turn back to Clem as Jackson crosses over to me.

"Yeah, uh, he worked near the barrier. He was building homes for hybrid victims at, uh, the Hope Foundation."

"The Hope Foundation works all along the barrier, even into Canada and Mexico. Can you tell us more about him? Maybe we can figure out where he'd go?"

"He liked country music, drank gin, had a red Ford pickup. I don't know that's about it."

Jackson takes a deep breath, "Clem, we've been hurt too." he chuckles softly, "We know how it is."

"I, uh, was waiting for intel about a decommissioned Sheperd facility. That's when I met Sam. He had these kind eyes. Uh, we started talking and, I don't know, just kind of clicked. He asked me out on a date. The world being what it is, and this guy, he shows up with a bouquet of wildflowers and asks me out. Uh, we were together every day and night. Till I got confirmation that the Sheperd facility was somewhere in Eastern Europe. I had to go, it was the most solid lead I'd gotten in months."

"And you didn't want him to know." I nod.

Clem shrugs, "how would I even explain it? So I pulled a guy move and I snuck out in the middle of the night. I didn't leave a note. And I never looked back. Now I have to tell him that we're having a child together. I doubt he'll ever speak to me again."

Jackson looks over to me, "When he knows what's at stake," he looks back to Clementine, "I promise you, he will."

I sigh, "I'll keep looking, see if Logan can't help us or something." Jackson nods and I go back to looking for this Sam Parker. After about an hour or so I get a hit and head out to find Clem. She and Jackson had been sitting and talking about in the living area, "Guys, I had Logan check the national PNC database. A 1988 red Ford pickup registered to a Sam Parker got a speeding ticket in Pittsburgh, yesterday."

Jackson looks over to Clem, "You said that's where his parent's live right?"

Clem nods, "yeah."

"We'll set a course for there after your dad and Jamie get back."

Clem shakes her head, "We don't know if he's still there."

Jackson scoffs, "I've had my heart broken. Home is where I'd go."

As soon as Jamie and Mitch get back Jackson heads to the vehicle bay to let them know what's going on and I stay with Clem, monitoring her and the baby. When the group comes back into the lab, Max Morgan is with them. "Hey, Max." I smile.

"Mrs. Oz. How are you?" Max smiles. "So what's going on with Clem?"

I hand Max the notes I had on Clem and the baby, "Clem's blood and the baby's blood is incompatible."

Mitch scoffs, "how can you be so sure? I mean, no offense, but you're not a doctor."

"Please." Clem sighs. "What does this mean for the baby?"

"It won't survive if it doesn't get a blood transfusion, in the next three days."

Max looks up from the file, "Maybe less. Transfusion from the father is the only solution."

Jackson nods, "We are on our way to him now."

"We are? Great." Mitch sighs, "Who is this guy?"

"His name is Sam Parker," Clem nods, "Maybe after we cure sterility, we can all go to dinner and you can grill him then."

"We are flying to Pittsburgh to find him. But there is no guarantee we'll get to him in time."

Jackson shifts around, "No one wants to say it, but, uh what about the tank?"

"What?" Mitch raises his head, "No. Nope, that's not... that's not an option."

I cross my arms, "it kept you alive and in stasis for ten years. It may not cure the baby, but it will buy us more time. But we aren't the one who gets to make that decision." I look over to Clem.

"If it'll save my baby," Clem looks between Mitch and I, "I'll do it."

"Clem." Mitch sighs.

"Dad. I know you want to protect me. We're the only family we have left, but these people are our family too. They helped me find you and they brought us back together. They made sure you were safe and I know they'll do the same for me and this baby."

Once Clem made her decision, Jackson and I get the tank ready. When it's prepped and ready to go Clem gets ready to go in. "We will be here when you wake up," I give Clem a hug.

Jackson nods, before hugging Clem as well, "I'll find Sam. I promise."

"It's not good-bye." Clem chuckles, "I'm just unplugging for a bit. You don't have to be all sentimental." Clem looks over to Mitch, "I, uh, think it's time."

Dariela takes a deep breath, "We should give them some space. This should be family only."

As we all turn to leave Mitch speaks up, "No. Stay. Please. Clem was right. Everybody here is family." Mitch looks around the group then back to Clem, "You sure you wanna do this?"

"Yeah." Clem nods and moves over to climb into the tank.

I walk over to help get Clem hooked up, "See you in a bit, kid." Clem smiles as Abe walks over and starts up the machine. The tank whits and Clem is pulled down into it where she quickly goes into a state of stasis, with Mitch standing right in front of the tank until she does, making sure she is okay.