What's Next? -- Chapter 30

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“So, how does it feel to be back in Seattle as a married woman?” Rena asked Sasha as they walked around Terminal City a few weeks later.

“It feels amazing,” Sasha said. She grinned. “I mean, we’ve been mated for five months already so in my mind, that’s when we were really ‘married,’ but it’s still kind of nice to have had the wedding and all. There was something about it that just made me get goosebumps all over. It was kind of surreal, but in a good way. Do you know what I mean?”

“Yeah, I think I do,” Rena said. “Man, it’s really nice out today. That reminds me, I’ve got to think of something to get for Anthony’s first birthday later this month. I can’t believe that he’s a month old already. I remember when I first saw him the night after he was born. He was so small and now he’s a speed demon on those two legs of his and talking up a storm as much as any one-year-old X-series can. Unbelievable.”

“Tell me about it,” Sasha agreed. “Has Alec been inadvertently teaching him any words that he shouldn’t be learning?”

Rena shook her head and laughed. “No, Brin would fillet him if he swore around Anthony, even if it was by accident. Regular old English is the only language that’s he’s speaking at the moment.”

“My God…you’ve only gotten even more beautiful since we last saw each other, 121.”

Sasha froze. No way in fucking hell! That bastard shows up now? Why did he have to show up at all? Damnit!

Rena looked back-and-forth between Sasha and the man that had spoken, puzzled. Then she turned and looked into the man’s face and saw his eyes, the same eyes that Jade had and she knew what was going on in an instant. “I’m guessing you’re 591, aren’t you?”

“Yes, that’s me,” he agreed. Then he blinked and did a double-take, finally recognizing the fact that both twins were right in front of him. “What on Earth…?”

“Oh, 591, this is my twin,” Sasha said, sounding bored. “Her name’s Rena.”

“The ‘09er,” 591 said. “I’ve heard about you.”

“Who hasn’t?” Rena said sarcastically. “It’s good to be loved.”

“What kind of a name is Rena?” 591 said in disgust.

Rena shot him a dirty look. “It’s from the name Irene, dipshit.” Her lips curved into a smirk. “You look like such a wussbag, it doesn’t surprise me that you weren’t able to make the old dog bark your first night with Sasha.”

“I thought that we’d agreed that you wouldn’t tell anybody about what had happened that night,” 591 said angrily.

“I figured that since Manticore burned to the ground and Renfro bit the big one that it didn’t matter any more so all bets were off,” Sasha said. “Oh, by the way, you’re the father of fraternal twin girls that turned a year old a month ago. Congratulations.”

591 paled a little. “You’re kidding me. You actually had the baby—I mean, babies?”

Sasha looked furious. “What kind of a person do you take me for if you think for even a nanosecond that I would either abort or give up for adoption my own children? Grow a brain, you moron.”

“Hey, I don’t know you that well, remember?” 591 pointed out. “How would I know what your plans are regarding your kids?”

“Point taken,” Sasha admitted, feeling secretly pleased that he had said ‘her kids’ as opposed to ‘our kids.’ “And they’re your kids too, remember?”

“I know, I know,” 591 said irritably. He took a deep breath to calm himself and he put a big smile on his face. “Well, then, what do you say that since we apparently have children together that we do get to know each other? My name is Dante.”

“That’s appropriate considering that any time that I spend with you is hell on Earth,” Sasha remarked. “As Rena already mentioned, my name is Sasha.”

“So, what do you think?” Dante asked. “I’ve decided to temporarily crash here in Terminal City while I find a job in the area. What do you say we go back to my crib and we have a nice…discussion…about things?”

Sasha felt revolted. “Hell no. Do you think that I’m blind and deaf, Dante? I know exactly what you’re talking about and the answer is as much no now as it was when we first met back at Manticore. Remember what I said about how I had somebody that I was already pretty much mated to? Remember how I yelled out his designation when you attempted to copulate with me that night?” She smirked and pointed to her stomach, which was starting to become obvious. “We’re definitely mated now. This is his baby, which we conceived the night that we decided to make things official. Speaking of which, in case my point still hasn’t gotten through your tiny little mind…” She held out her left hand. “See that platinum band on my fourth finger? It’s called a wedding ring. You know, you and your spouse exchange them when you get married. As a matter of fact, Biggs—that’s 511’s name—and I just got back from our honeymoon. Get the picture?”

“Hell, do you think that I care?” Dante said after a few moments. He grinned wolfishly and moved uncomfortably close to Sasha. “Just dump the kid off with him when it’s born. All I want is you and for us to do the things that I wish that you would have agreed to do back when—“ He yelled in surprise when he was suddenly yanked away from Sasha and found himself face-to-face with a furious Biggs.

“What did you just say?” Biggs asked.

“Oh, Biggs, is it? I remember you,” Dante said. He smiled smugly and looked down at Biggs. “The one that Sasha allegedly loves.”

“Allegedly? The proof is in the pudding, pal,” Biggs pointed out.

“Whatever,” Dante said. “Now, will you excuse me?” He pointed to Sasha. “I’m trying to convince the sweetest piece of ass that I’ve—“ He was cut off once again, this time by Biggs’ fist connecting with his face. He didn’t have time to even cry out in pain as Biggs attacked him.

“Yeah, go for it, honey!” Sasha cheered. “Watch your right hook, it’s landing a little off-center.”

“Go, Biggs!” Rena said happily. “Kick his ass! Kick his ass!” She laughed as Biggs’ right foot connected with Dante’s jaw. “Oh, did that one hurt?” She and Sasha laughed and continued to watch and cheer and Biggs beat the shit out of Dante. Rena and Sasha jumped out of the way as they came closer. Dante grabbed a nearby door and wrenched it open, hoping to hit Biggs in the face with it. Biggs, however, got out of the way in time and the door rebounded off of the wall of the building that it was attached to, smacking Alec, who’d been inside the building and was leaving, right in the mouth.

Biggs paused in his actions. “Oh shit, Alec, are you okay?”

Alec moved his jaw around for a few moments before he nodded. “Yeah, I’m good. Do you mind if I get a hit it on him?”

“Be my guest,” Biggs said, gesturing towards Dante.

“Thanks, bro,” Alec said. He swung and punched Dante in the face. Biggs gave him a quick thumbs-up before he went back to work. A minute later, Sasha stopped him.

“Wait, sweetie,” she said. “I want to get a shot in on him.”

“Sasha, no,” Biggs said. “I don’t want to risk you or the baby.”

“True,” Sasha said. She turned to Rena. “Rena?”

Rena grinned wickedly. “I’d be honored.” She walked up to Dante, who was being held up by Biggs. She smiled sweetly at him before she kicked Dante in the crotch at full strength. Biggs and Alec couldn’t help wincing. Sasha just laughed hysterically.

“Brava!” she said enthusiastically. “I couldn’t have done it any better!” She smiled and walked over to Dante and, after giving Biggs a reassuring look, knelt down beside him. “Hello. Now that you have hopefully have had some sense beaten into your head, we’re going to have a little talk. You’ve got a few options here. Here’s your first one: now that I’m assuming that you’ve got your papers and all of that, we can get you officially registered as Jade and Julia’s father and you can start paying me child support every single month.”

Dante shook his head and winced from both the pain that he was in and what Sasha had just mentioned. “No way. I don’t want anything to do with those kids.”

“Then you just answered the question that I was going to ask of you before I was going to talk about the second option,” Sasha said. “You never approach me again other than maybe a polite hello at best if we happen to run into each other in the street, I never register you as my daughters’ father, and you stay the hell out of our lives. I mean, if the girls get curious and want to know about you then I’ll let them know when they’re old enough, but until then you go bye-bye. You’re sure as hell aren’t the one that they call Daddy, anyway. I’m pretty sure that I know what your answer is going to be, but let’s hear it anyway.”

“The second one,” Dante said. “I don’t want kids.”

“Then you won’t have them,” Sasha said. “Though I do owe you thanks for giving me Jade and Julia. They’re more than I could have ever hoped for. Go to hell, Dante.” She, Rena, Alec, and Biggs turned around and walked away. “Finally, some closure with that asshole.”

“Yeah,” Biggs said. He grinned. “Now I can definitely become their father.”

Sasha matched his grin. “We’ll call the lawyer to get it going first thing in the morning.”

“Awww,” Alec and Rena said in unison.

“Go back to your respective significant others,” Biggs said, pretending to be disgusted. They all laughed and continued walking.