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Eve of the Hurricane

CHAPTER NINE

Angel and Dastun played a game of chess in the early morning hours.

"Pregnant?" Dastun repeated.

"Frankly, I don't believe it."

"There's enough weirdness in this world, Millie, I'm not doubting anything at this point."

"But - androids? The subject of propagation is touchy, especially after Eugene Grant's lab had been sifted through after the fire and everyone found out what he had really been working on. Someone playing 'God' on that type of scale is bound to get them lynched - the same would go for androids that can carry human fetuses. One of Alex's whimsy projects was to fund avant-garde biological research - for what reason, I don't want to know. He would he enjoyed something like this."

"But Dorothy is the only reproducing android - "

"That we know of." Angel leaned back on the couch and crossed her arms. "Not only pregnant - I understand there's another child staying with them."

Dastun gazed at her. "How do you know this?"

"Dorothy told me when she was fixing up my wrist." She held up her wrist and stared at the bandages. "Good work, I must admit - "

"Millie."

"Hm?"

Dastun looked down at the chessboard, his eyes on the pieces. "I know you used to ... chase Roger around - "

"I never chased him, Daniel. Flirted with, dated once, yes, but not chased. And I do not wish to discuss it."

Dastun looked up. "Didn't mean to pry, either." He moved a rook down a space. "Back when he was with the military police, we were all certain he'd end up married and with kids long before the rest of us, no matter how cold and calculating he was on the job. Just one of those things we were certain about."

"And what about you?" she asked as she moved her Queen.

"Me?" Dastun chuckled. "Eternal bachelor, I'm married to my work, my kids are the rookies. Anyone ask me about wife and kids and everyone would laugh their heads off."

Angel nodded. "Makes sense."

"Check."

She smiled and moved her Queen again. "I really should pay attention."

"And I really should be getting to bed, they have me on mid-shift tomorrow."

Angel nodded. "You're right. I shouldn't keep you up." She gathered their coffee cups and got up to the kitchenette, placing the cups in the sink. "Should I make you anything for breakfast tomorrow?"

"Don't worry about it, Millie," he replied.

She turned back, finding him getting up with the chess set to put it away. She continued to stare, gazing at him in his ratty old gray robe and blue pajamas, his hazel eyes sleepy but alert.

"What is it?" he asked.

"You're not perfect, Daniel, but I think you're quite attractive."

Dastun's head turned red. "Uh ... thanks ... mph!"

Angel's mouth immediately met his, this time in a much longer, gentler kiss.

Neither was sure how long the kiss lasted, except that when they finally separated, hands had strayed well into intimacies.

Dastun released her, clearing his throat. "Um ... good night ... Millie."

"Why?" she asked.

"Why what?" he inquired as he turned to his room.

"Why do you hold back?"

He looked up at her, seeing her dark eyes boring into his. "Respect." He went into his room and shut the door, leaning his back against it.

On the other side, Angel leaned her forehead against the door.

"What am I DOING?!" they both cried, then blushed as they both realized the other one could hear them.

They decided that cowardice ... er, discretion ... was the better part of valor and did not respond.

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