Erasure and Affirmation (Hypernaturals 11)

You Are About To Explode!

Once the story was told again, Morgan looked down at the ground at the still oblivious Sandy.

"Denise: Can we use the Crew holding facility for her? I need to get him to Jessica and Mom for a checkup. I also need a dart to take to them. Maybe two, if you can find the one that hit him" Morgan requested.

"Upstairs. On the crosswalk." I supplied.

Luciana, Carol, and Anne were walking up the sidewalk rather quickly. Luciana was paying attention to the curls of gas coming out of the broken front door.

We told the story again.

Luciana looked down at the body on the ground. "You clock her like that, Vera?"

Vera nodded. "Once she was not attached to the chair, the rapey lady tried to run away. I belted her."

"With the gun?" Luciana asked, pointing at her own cheek but indicating the damage on Sandy's face.

"Right cross." Vera said and showed her damaged knuckles.

"Nice one." Luciana said approvingly.

"Morgan, you take numbnutz home. Get that going. I'll wait here for a dart, and then take Sandy to lockup, and after I have her raping ass secured come up to the house. OK?" Denise semi-ordered.

"OK. Vera? Drive Adrian's car to our home, please? We'll get your hand looked at there too." Morgan said.

"Sure." Vera said. She heard the same extra warmth in the word 'our' I did.

At home, Nakoma and Angel were waiting in the driveway.

"Dad. Really?" Nakoma told me, giving me the kind of shit only a daughter can.

"I am fine, Nakoma. Vera has most of the damage. A solid right cross, I am told." Vera walked up, so I gestured at her damaged hand.

No luck trying to use that as a distraction.

"You have a dart-full of unknown material in you. Jessica and Mom will tell us if you are fine." Morgan said. She is under super tight crisis mode control. She still has not called me very many names. Not all the way home. She barely said anything.

Angel looked me over, looked at her watch. "I don't see anything wrong with you. Yet. Helen will be here in about an hour. I do not give you good odds of surviving that."

"I don't give him good odds of surviving me." Morgan said, so smoothly and evenly it caught Angel's attention.

"Oh, honey. You are about to explode!" Angel said.

"No. Shit." Morgan said.

"Denise needs a gallon of sperm before you off me." I said. "She wants to freeze it."

"Good plan." Morgan agreed. "I'll take a gallon too."

We trooped upstairs to the clinic over the big garage. Mom and Jessica were waiting for me there.

One glance from Jessica and I knew that I am in trouble from that quarter too. All my spouses are ready to take my head off.

"Where did the dart enter you?" Jessica asked as an opener. Not "Are you OK."

I decided it was time to put MY foot down. "Vera: Sit in that chair please? The exam one. If none of these medical professionals are going to take care of your knuckles, I will."

That nailed Jessica between the eyes, but she recovered quickly. "Vera: I apologize. I did not know you needed anything. Please do sit there. Nakoma? Would you and Grandma take care of Vera's hand, please?"