Episode Two - SCI-FI ADVENTURE

Bailey lay shaking, wondering why this one act of life had not changed. Women still gave birth in the way of old. They tried many advanced methods, but something always went wrong with the child. 

They were out there, those children of botched experiments in childbirth. In the end, they could no longer afford it. The experiments had stopped, leaving women to accept the old way of giving birth as the only way.

Dexter, her husband, sat next to her, looking down at the twins. This was a problem. One was a girl. They had known it. That she was a girl was not the issue, it was the timing. It was the pledge. Her husband’s eyes met hers. As beautiful as she was, she swore she would do it his way. But now that she held her in her arms, how could she go through with it.  

“Nooo,” She moaned, already feeling the pains of what she must do.

The “couple” walked in. They were eager, excited. An older couple. Dexter reached forward, gently taking hold of their daughter. 

“Pleeease,” Bailey whimpered.

He made no reply. He didn’t want to ignore her plea, but it had to be done. He would comfort her later. Taking a longing regretful look down at his daughter, he kissed her brow and passed her to her new parents. 

“We will love her as if our own.” The new father stated. 

“Yes, we love her already – anticipating this day.” The new mother added.

Bailey lay softly sobbing, holding her son close to her breasts. Dexter drew in a deep breath, nodding, “She will lack for nothing. The two of you will lack for nothing. We will make sure to meet all your needs generously. Dexter promised them. He meant every word, his eyes going to his newborn infant daughter once again.

The couple nodded. They already knew that. Their attention was on the baby they held. Finally, after all they’d done to have one of their own, which failed. They held this gorgeous beauty. James and Myra Dorne turned and left.

Dexter watched the door closed. His heart hammering in his chest. He trusted them. Turning he faced his wife lying in bed. Face blotchy red from crying. “It’s for the best. We can’t, give them the upper hand.”

Bailey’s eyes flashed fiery, “And nothing’s changed! We’re still the same.” She accused hotly. “We lost!” She spoke the words he would not accept.

“We will never lose!” He retorted hotly.

“We already have!” She snapped back, “I let you take my daughter from me! We – have – lost! We have learned nothing.” She repeated. "God help us all."

Dexter said nothing more. He acknowledged that what had been done was done. It was no where near the way it had been long ago. Atleast he was willing to allow them to mix to keep the peace. His conscience was clear, this was best. He turned and left their birthing room.  

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