"I won't deny that," I confessed and leaned back in the chair I was sitting on. "I can't fully justify the R-squad’s failure to retrieve Lisette from Charles's shackles, but I'm willing to figure it out. I don't know where they stand in all of this, but if we want to help Lisette return to what she once was, we may need their assistance."
"Why? We have a set of quads. We don't need two."
"One set is connected to Jade, who is connected to Lisette," I voiced. "The R-squad may potentially be Lisette's Hive."
He was quiet for a long moment before he shook his head. "That doesn't make sense."
"I know it doesn't," I reasoned.
"If she's a Hive, why aren't you?"
"Men aren't considered Hive potential," I revealed. "Also realize you have to be willing to rock both boats when it comes to gender."
He actually rolled his eyes at me.
"Not into cock?"
"I like peach suckers over lollipops, thanks," I replied, and he shook his head.
"Weird."
"Now I know how the minority population feels in tricky predicaments," I casually replied and reached for my computer.
"If you're getting the R-squad involved, they can't know about that," he stressed.
"That won't be necessary. When Lisette is ready to share that aspect, she most certainly can, but I suggest we get things fixed sooner rather than later, and probably before school begins."
"The semester starts after New Year’s," he pointed out. I hated when the calendar made New Year’s Day fall on a Sunday and schools decided to torture us by starting school back up on Monday.
Absolutely cruel.
"Do you believe that will be a problem?"
He was quiet. "I'm not sure."
"One step at a time," I concluded. "Let's focus on recovering first and give them a week to relax. We'll tackle things or at least bring up what needs to be said after Christmas. Sound good?"
"It'll do," he replied and rose up. "I'm leaving."
"Get some rest," I encouraged and was typing away on my laptop the next second. It took me a solid minute to pause and realize he was still standing there watching me.
"What?" I asked.
"Why are you willing to help when your father intended to mold you into hating the world?" It was a simple question and yet it made me smirk like it was an attempt at dark humor.
"If I'm a good boy and follow the rules of life, I don't reap the consequences of being an ass while pissing him off for being the complete opposite of him," I reasoned. "Can you imagine a villain father having a superhero son? Perfect combo for family drama, don't you think?"
"Still weird," he muttered, and his body began to fade as he turned away. I was about to return to my work but caught onto his last words.
"Thank you."
He was gone just like that, and I glanced over at my results to see the dark element bar show it was in rejuvenation mode.
I don't know why, but his words of thanks made me feel good about myself.
My brewing plan could all be a waste if she wanted to remain the way Charles morphed her for Jade's sake, but I had a strong hunch she'd soon realize that Jade didn't have a preference.
She did mention not caring about gender. How would she feel knowing Charles surgically changed her to have a penis?
The thought made me shiver in pain, and my own cock seemed to shrivel in fear of the dreadful pain of being ripped out of me and replaced with a "pussy".
If that's even possible.
Seeing as he'd done the impossible to Lisette, it could very well be true.
After a few more articles and emails in regard to today's incident, I closed my laptop and let out a long sigh. Sliding my glasses off my face, I put them on the top of my head and let my eyes close for a solid minute.
I have to do what I can to preserve the happiness of those around me who deserve nothing but love. We’re united now….as one unit.
Healing Gift And Proud Of You
~JADE~
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I waited ten minutes before I determined one important thing.
I'm not going back to sleep.
My body was in a state of exhaustion while my mind was wired up like the sole circus performer in a show full of worrying about everything. I'd hoped the soft beeps of machines would be the lullaby to put me back to sleep, but all it did was leave me worrying about Bianca and the others.
We had to be safe seeing as I was in a medical room, though I hadn't kept my eyes open long enough to assess anything else. With a mental sigh and quick check of my elements, I realized it was time to try and get up.
Opening my eyes, it took me some time to adjust my vision in the darkened room. Medical rooms like this still gave me the creeps, leaving me a little anxious to sit up. I did the very deed at a slow pace while my eyes scanned around to see Zackery and Zion were in beds to the right of me while Zeus and Zeke were in beds to the left.
Staring at their sleeping figures gave me a bit of relief, thankful that they were okay and resting. I wondered where Calvin and Lisette were, a question I'd have to answer before I set out to see Bianca.
I must have healed the fastest because I was the only one who didn't have an IV line hooked up. From the unicorn bandage, I had a strong feeling Tanner or even Alaric had a say in removing it for my sake.
If I didn't need any more, there was no point in leaving it for me to see and freak out about.
Blah, I hate medical places.
My eyes scanned my attire as I pulled the sheets off my lower half, and I realized I was in pajamas. I searched around until I saw my uniform on a hanger, in the middle of the four male uniforms that were clearly for my Trouble Four.
With a bit of worry, I slowly got out of bed, trying to be as quiet as possible. Aside from aching muscles and a tiny headache, I didn't feel too sick after the chaotic craziness we'd just endured.
Reaching into the inner pocket of my uniform, I was pleased to feel the rough detailing of the tarot card. Pulling it out, I made sure there was nothing else in the secure pocket and took a better look at the card that was dedicated to Bianca.
It was in one piece, which was a relief for me seeing as I was a little worried it would be ruined by the spin cycle of the washer and dryer process.
Slipping the card into the pocket of my pajamas, I decided to check on each of the guys before heading out.
Zackery was clearly out of it with drool falling onto his pillow. It made me smirk as I checked on Zion, who always slept so calmly, like he was modeling for a sleeping commercial. Zeus had somehow managed to turn onto his stomach, but he looked completely comfortable even if he was a bit tangled with his IV line. Zeke was on his side, and I noticed a familiar plushie in his hold.
"How did he get one of Shadow Jade's plushies?" I pondered quietly to myself. Actually, now that I noticed, Zeus had a plushie poking out from beneath his left bicep. Zackery had his tucked under his neck which didn't seem comfortable at all, and Zion had very accurately covered the doll with his blanket like it was an actual being.
Yup. Shadow Jade was here.
I mentally checked on her while going back to my bed, only now noticing the two unicorns that were on the sides of my pillows.