What if the disassembly crew had found Khan with baby Uzi. Khan being the ever so loving father decides to yeet baby Uzi at J. Now with a baby in her hands, J feels a strange instinct in the back of her CPU and it isn't a murderous one.

JcJenson really screw this up - we can't argue with that. Now they try to cover their sins by... selling the planet ? What if one crafty man 'll buy it ? How he'll react to hell on the planet's surface ? See for yourself. Human male OC x Murder Drones. J x OC, slow burn if that's what it is. Sorry for any grammar mistakes - english is not my first language and it's also my first fic. Feel welcome to point out any mistakes of any kind. :3

The storm was frightening, and she shivered, despair raining down around her. She never expected to find such a light in the darkness. (Speculation, When It Rains, written before it aired) -oneshot- Note: There is an unfinished second chapter to this! If you'd like to see it, shoot me a message on any of my accounts. [Cover by Kowskie]