All characters (except for the mentioned Graeme) belong to
Roddenberry-Kirschner and Tribune, although Vikki's name and
personality are mine.
This is set a month after "The Quietest Change" and won't make a shred
of sense (or at least not a huge amount) if you haven't read that
first. I had to get a certain eagerness on Vikki's end before I even
thought about a sequel for "Quietest Change".
Shivering In The Night
Vikki stood on the back porch of her family's latest dwelling. She'd
lost track of where they were, even what town they were in. All she
knew was that they were hoping for permanent refuge here. This isolated
place gave them the breathing space they needed.
Ha'gel had shifted forms again, taking the form of a man centuries
dead, having run across a bone fragment and taking the opportunity to
use a form the Taelons didn't have on file. The rest of them had gotten
new identities, thanks to a combination of Graeme's and Siobhan's
knowledge. She hoped the Liberation really believed them dead this
time, or at least believed her dead this time. The Taelons knew that
Ha'gel still existed, but hopefully the Liberation had no clue.
Wrapping her coat tighter around her, Vikki stared off into the
distance. Running, running, always it seemed they were running. Graeme
was a month old now and had spent his entire life so far running from
the Taelons. Until Ha'gel found a way to sever the Commonality's
awareness of him, they all had to be running scared. They were all
fortunate to have Siobhan.
Of course, Siobhan had proved to be a blessing. The former Companion
Protector had taken their ragtag group and taught them what a family
was all about. Now, Graeme and Liam were starting to have the
opportunity to be the children they were, and she, Siobhan, and Ha'gel
had had many talks about the future of their family.
A month ago, she didn't have this family. She hadn't ever dreamed that
she'd be discussing childraising, religion, and even how big their
family could be. Now, she was doing all that, and more.
Her normal life, the one she'd had before meeting Ha'gel, seemed so
distant now. What was sitting in a cubbyhole for hours, handling
callers, compared to the fate of a species? Now her life was no longer
predictable, but she no longer missed that predictability. She wouldn't
have missed Graeme's continued development for the world, or the chance
to meet quiet, introspective Liam. Siobhan was always there to dispense
advice, even if it wasn't always called for, and Ha'gel was always
there to help coordinate the meshing of human and Kimera cultures.
She couldn't go back. She loved them all too much.
And soon, she reminded herself, there would be more. Rubbing her
stomach, she was glad that Ha'gel had deemed it safe to have one more
child, the child that she'd asked for. A daughter, this time.
Vikki knew she'd keep this precious gift safe, that they'd all keep her
safe. It was hard to remember, in the cold of the night, that she was
not alone, that her family was not that far away. After a month of
running, it was too easy to fear the shadows that threatened to take
her family away from her.
Taking one last look at the night, she went back in, circling herself
with her family.
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