That was the question, wasn’t it? “Well, I…” Killian sighed. “I haven’t gotten too far into what I want. But I do know I want to be there for them, and possibly Ender, if he lets us. I also know that despite my fucked up issues, I don’t want to walk away from them.
“That being said, while I may not know much about Gorgon pregnancies, I know they can have a lot of complications. And add in my species’ issues…” He swallowed when there was a catch in his throat. “I mean, I’m not sure how likely it is that the child I sired will make it to term. I’m sort of surprised I even managed to impregnate him at all.”
The Fate gently squeezed his hand. “We have at least a day’s worth of driving until we get there. Let’s just take one day at a time, and try to push the worries from our heads for now? We’ll figure things out…there’s time, right?”
Killian chuckled softly. “I have no clue. He’s almost five months along, but as to how far along that is pregnancy-wise…” He shrugged.
The man let out a groan. “By the threads, we know nothing.”
“When you talked to him, did…Ender sound mad, or…?”
Cyrus blinked. “I didn’t.”
“What do you mean ‘you didn’t’? You got a call, who did you talk to?”
“Um, Soren?”
He stared, brow raising in question. “Why would Soren be the one calling?”
“I didn’t ask,” Cyrus admitted, before sheepishly adding, “I may have been panicking too much to think.”
Killian snorted. “Okay.” He frowned on noticing something. “Where’s your secure phone?”
Cyrus’ face pinched. “I sort of broke it on hearing the news. Wouldn’t happen to have another spare one, would you?”
He slowly counted to ten in his head, trying to hold back his anger, but it didn’t work. “Do you even know the hoops, the outright bribery, the manyhoursI wasted just to get my hands on that?!” Killian snapped.
“I do know, Baby. It’s just—I-I mean, I really didn’tmeanto do it.”
“Where is it?!” he hissed. “Maybe I can fix it!”
Killian’s left eye started twitching when the Fate nervously laughed and whispered, “I may have crushed it like a cracker.”
“YOU WHAT?!”
“I DIDN’T MEAN TO!”
Killian yawned, struggling to keep his eyes open. It had been a long, long drive. Twenty-four plus hours and counting, with them stopping for food and restrooms. They switched back and forth between driving and sleeping in the car while the other continued on.
They’d left at just past 2pm on the 8th of January, and it was now nearing 7pm on the 9th, but the end was supposedly near. At least, it was if they didn't accidentally miss the compound, which was a possibility with them driving out in the middle of fucking nowhere, with nothing around for miles. The desolation was stark, and this area of Nevada, if he wasn't wrong, had been wiped out during the war.
Either way, their GPS was holding on by only one bar, as they attempted to reach the coordinates given to them.
Cyrus, next to him, yawned. “Fifteen minutes, almost there.”
“I better not be expected to be functional enough to have an intelligent conversation when we get there, because I am not.”
The Fate chuckled softly. “I’m sure Ender will let us sleep first.”
He just grunted, too tired to form any other response.
Killian felt it before he even heard or saw it. It started as a buzzing against his skin, this feeling of something calling to him, rather than alerting him to danger. And when he heard the cracks and crackles, he realized it should have, as what was up ahead definitely should be seen as something dangerous.
As the electric current fence came into view, Cyrus let out a whistle. “That's quite a deterrent.”
That it was. The electricity seemed to be bouncing back and forth from the ground, going miles up into the sky, likely ready to fry anything that got too close. That there wasn't a collection of animal corpses told him that it had been here long enough for the wildlife to know better.
Staring into the visible current as they approached, Killian had this urge to reach out to it. To let the tendrils of his power take control. Electricity wasn't exactly his domain, but he felt an odd affinity for it. The storms he knew he could conjure up, always had the capacity to rain down lightning.
