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“The children are OK. I left them with Rhyderi.” Kalysto suddenly looked even more miserable. “Orpheus isn’t doing so well….” He glanced over at the boy and put his head down on the bed. “I think something is really wrong with him… he’s not really responsive…”
“Orpheus isn’t doing so well,” Desiree softly parroted her husband’s words with a frown on her face. Sighing, she shook her head. “He’s a gentle soul, my dark lord. Just… keep an eye on him. That’s the best we can do.”
Slowly, the young woman reached up to gently brush the fingers of her right hand against Kalysto’s left cheek.
Kalysto looked up at Desiree with a very pathetic sad expression. He fought back the desire to bawl anew and just stared back at his mate, miserable. “I’ll take care of him…” He whispered. “And I’ll do what you wanted me to do….”
Over the course of the weekend, Kalysto would bounce between going home and visiting Desiree in the hospital. With Rhyderi around to help him manage the children, life was a little easier, but not by much. His heart was heavy with regret and guilt over what had happened and he realised that at some point he would have to fill her in on the truth.
Meanwhile, Sephiroth returned to the house but largely avoided Jenna. He was frustrated over the way he had been treated, and he was also unhappy at the fact that she hadn’t understood what he had meant.
Orpheus had gotten better since his first night after the accident, for he was no longer unresponsive. However, the boy was incredibly miserable with his mother injured and moped around quite a bit. He was very languid and barely had an appetite while his mother wasn’t home.
Meanwhile, Desiree was finally released to go home by her third day in the hospital. While her arm had been bound in a cast, most of her injuries had mostly healed up. Thankfully, the girl was a daughter of Sephiroth and had a good deal of her father’s healing abilities thanks to her Jenova cells.
Desiree was more than glad to finally be home, though she wasn’t happy that she no longer had a vehicle.
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Elsewhere, Jenna had arrived to work on time for once, not caring that her mate had been ignoring her all weekend. The two of them had duties to attend to. Thus, she made a point of advancing on Sephiroth’s location as soon as she reported in to her work.
“We are meant to be at the airport in half an hour to pick up the new executive, Sephiroth,” Jenna coldly stated.
“Why are we meant to do it?” Sephiroth scowled. “It’s not my department, is it? I didn’t hear about any new executive. It’s not in my work-notes here.” He haughtily crossed his arms across his chest. “Until I have been properly informed in writing, then it is not part of my job. I am the General of the Army, not some chauffeur or a taxi service.”
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Kalysto paced around his kitchen. Although he was male now, he still felt rather hormonal and weepy. Cooking was the only way he could keep his mind off what had happened. He stood in his kitchen and baked a rather large peach and apple pie, simply because he had nothing better to do at the time.
Jenna’s expression barely changed, though her lips thinned to show her irritation at her husband’s childish behavior. Without wasting a word, she pulled out a memo from a folder that she had held in her right hand before she slammed it down on Sephiroth’s desk. The memo was indeed addressed to Sephiroth and sent out only two days ago. It detailed that he was to pick up and escort the new head of the science division as a security detail. The memo was also signed by Rufus himself.
“You were saying?”
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Desiree slowly walked up behind Kalysto, not yet moving at full speed for she still felt rather horrible. She grinned at the smell of her husband’s cooking.
“Looks good. I think Eris can come home today, Kalysto. Do you want to get her, or should I send Rhyderi? Oh, and he’s definitely going to move in again,” Desiree softly spoke.
Sephiroth simply picked the paper up by its corner and flicked it to the out-pile on his desk.
“I was saying that I am the General of the Army. I am not some chauffeur or a taxi service.” He grunted. “Which means I don’t do menial tasks such as picking people up. We have personnel who do that for us.”
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“Why is Rhy moving in…?” Kalysto squeaked. “Why…?” He sat nearby the oven and waited for the pie to finish baking. “I don’t want him back here, he causes tension. More than it’s worth!” He put his head down on the table and cringed.
Jenna leaned in closer to Sephiroth’s desk before she firmly planted her right hand on his inbox. “The president wants us to pick up the man, Sephiroth. Stop acting like a child. I can assure you that there is good reason why you were chosen. So, let us get this done and over with.”
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“We need him around to take care of the children. Especially with me injured as I am,” Desiree calmly explained. “He’s going to stay here as a permanent babysitter as we need him.”
Kalysto whined pathetically. “I don’t really want him to be here… remember why he was kicked out…?” He put his head down on the desk and began to sulk, but knew not to whine about it further. He was willing to give Desiree anything she wanted at that point.
He finally gave a slow conceding nod.
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“I don’t want to do it.” Sephiroth growled. “This is the first official piece of documentation I have received on it. I have no briefing, I don’t know what this person is like.” He picked up the paper and turned it over a few times. “It describes him as a hazard. But It doesn’t even say why. I need more intelligence on this subject. Send somebody else, I’m too valuable to get murdered.”
“He is a virologist, Sephiroth,” Jenna started, as if that alone explained any reason that the man was labeled a hazard. “And you were still assigned to do this. Do you honestly want to send me alone on this assignment, hm?”
Jenna shook her head. “He is signed in as our ally and an employee of this company. I doubt that you have any reason to fear him.”
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“I know that you two have your differences,” Desiree assured her husband. “However, we need to do what is best for the children. We just can’t be everywhere at once. And we most definitely don’t have the money to hire a housekeeper like my mother has.”
“You’re a big girl. You can handle it on your own.” Sephiroth narrowed his eyes. “You’ve had more dealings with him than I have, so by all means, go ahead.” He made a loud snort, and then picked up another report to work on, having no intentions of moving at all.
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Kalysto slowly nodded his head in acceptance. “Desiree…? Um…” He tensed up, not being able to bring himself to tell her about the events over the last few days. Instead, he dodged the subject with something else entirely.
“You still wanted me to… well….” He made a snip-snip motion with the index and middle finger of his left hand. “..right?”
Jenna scowled at Sephiroth’s answer. Swiftly, she reached forward to grip onto the back of his head before she slammed his forehead against the desk in an act of spite. Soon after, she flipped around to leave the office.
“Foolish egotistical men,” Jenna hissed under her breath as she made her way to the parking lot.
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“Yes, Kalysto,” Desiree nodded as she watched his movements, figuring out what he was asking. “We can’t afford any more children. And it’s the best way for us to insure that there will be no more pregnancies.”
Sephiroth hadn’t expected the attack and so he flinched when the next thing he saw was the desk. He made an enraged snarl as he watched Jenna leave and he used his psychic powers to flick the door shut without leaving his chair.
*”That was uncalled for!!”* He snarled. *”I’ve never laid a finger on you, even when I was at my most angry. I never attack you! Why the hell do you think you have the right to do that to me? Don’t come back – I don’t want you in my office again!”*
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“Why don’t we just use the condoms again…? Or you.. you had your medication thing before.” Kalysto seemed very unhappy.
Jenna narrowed her eyes as she heard Sephiroth’s yelling. ~You are behaving like an insolent child, Sephiroth. However, if you wish to break things with me all together, very well. You may have what you desire. Do not expect me to return home ever again. You are unreasonable.~
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“Because, those failed on us the first time. That’s how Zephyros was born, remember?” Desiree reminded her husband. “No, it isn’t a certain way to do things at all.”
*”You are the one being unreasonable right now!”* Sephiroth growled harshly. *”I can’t trust you. I’ve stated my concerns on that, and I am not going to repeat them again. If you can’t understand it, then just go away.”*
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Kalysto sighed. “Alright, alright…” He put his head back down on the table.
~And I conceded and told you that you may have what you want. You will get to know everything and have me at your beck and call. I agreed to let it be so that you will know everything, no matter whether you will ruin the chances for plausible deniability with your request. However, you do not desire that, for you are acting this way,~ Jenna coldly replied. ~You have treated me with derision, and I am tired of it. Do your duty as a man and husband, and do your job as a General. You were requested to do a job, so do it!~
Jenna picked up the keys to a black jaguar from the front counter before she moved in to start it up.
~You have five minutes to grow some balls and act with honor.~
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“It is not permanent, Kalysto,” Desiree assured her husband. “Also, the pamplets state that it isn’t that painful.”
Sephiroth growled in irritation as he moved out of the office. *”I don’t WANT you to concede. I don’t WANT a slave. We’re meant to be equals in this relationship, are we not? You don’t seem to think so. I don’t want to be kept in the dark. I dislike the fact you prowl around without saying anything, but that pales in comparison to the fact that you lie about it!“*
He made his way outside, snarling viciously at the door-guards when he passed them by. *”If an assignment is secret, SAY SO. I don’t keep secrets from you. I don’t hit you either – I don’t know where you get the idea that its acceptable to do so. It is uncalled for under any circumstances. I don’t care what your motives were, how you were feeling at the time, or anything else. You do not physically strike your mate – ever.”*
He followed Jenna’s life energy signal to the car. Without saying anything, he opened the door and sat in the front seat. After clipping up his seat belt, he crossed his arms across his chest once more and stared forwards, scowling.
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Kalysto simply nodded his head once more, then moved to his feet so he could take the pie out of the oven.
Jenna had already positioned herself in the driver’s seat by the time that Sephiroth came into the car. Grunting at him in acknowledgement, she started up the car.
“Your customs are not the same as mine, Sephiroth. Remember, I have never claimed to be human and was never raised by them. Even then, in the time I grew up, physical expression of anger was common amongst mates, even in human culture,” Jenna coldly stated. “It is much better to just get it out of the system than to let it fester like you’ve been doing the last few days.”
She quickly shifted into reverse before she pulled out of the parking lot. “As for the rest of your statements. The lies were in place for one reason: plausible deniability. If you knew nothing, you could not be put into a position where you would be claimed to be lying if you were questioned upon the matter if my activities went wrong. Hence, you were not supposed to know for your own protection.”
“However, since you do not desire such protection, very well. I shall not give you the protection from the mobs in the future.”
“So, by your reasoning alone, I am allowed to strike you?” Sephiroth gave Jenna a sideways glance as he arced a brow in query. “Look around you, Jenna. Are you in that society any more? Does anyone even exist from that time and place any longer?”
He snorted as he turned his attention back to the road ahead. “I don’t give a damn about being protected. I don’t live want to live under a rock.”
Jenna gave Sephiroth a long side-ways glance. “You honestly want me to answer that one? I can give you a long list of those that are older than me. Kerash for one. There are many dragons that are much older than my mere three and a half centuries… or whatever it is. And yes, if you feel the need, then strike me. It solves things easy enough. I have been struck enough times by Kerash for my tongue.”
Jenna quickly shifted into gear as she drove off toward the airport, not caring much about speeding nor gentle acceleration.
“And as you wish, you may have access to any knowledge concerning my activities, Sephiroth,” Jenna stated. “I’ve been telling you this for the last three days. So, what is your issue?”
Sephiroth relaxed slightly despite Jenna’s erratic driving. “I’ve already told you my issue. You make it sound as if giving me information is a giant chore. You made it sound as if you do not want to, and that doing such turns you into a caged slave.” He snorted. “Is it so much to ask?”
“You spied on me and did not come to me first. You assumed right away that I would lie to you without proof of the matter,” Jenna snorted in Sephiroth’s direction. “You asked for me to tell you everything without wanting to care about my reasons for not telling you certain insignificant things. You cared little for my feelings on the matter.
“Either way, you may have as you wish, Seph,” Jenna snarled at him. “So, there is no point to you dragging on this issue. You have won.”
As she finished pronouncing “won”, Jenna pulled into the airport. She guided the car to the area for private flights, and parked not far away from the area where Wesker’s private jet had landed.
Sephiroth made a quiet sighing sound and shook his head. “No, Jenna. It’s not a victory.” He opened the door and slid out of the front seat so he could meet with the new arrival. He made his way across the tarmac to the private jet and stood nearby as he had been instructed to do so in the memo.
Albert Wesker calmly exited the jet and walked down the stairs to Sephiroth’s location as the General arrived on the scene. The blonde was once again decked out in a completely black ensemble; however, this one was made of leather and designed to be worn in combat if needed. The man pulled up the right sleeve to his long trench coat to glance at the time before he locked his sunglasses-covered gaze on Sephiroth.
“Prompt. I am glad to see that the ShinRa Corporation values time,” the man professionally stated.
Meanwhile, Jenna remained with the car, for she had no reason to walk back and forth between the plane and the car.
“Indeed.” It was the only thing Sephiroth could think of to say. “Your escort vehicle is awaiting – this way.” He motioned off to the car Jenna had driven over and began to walk towards it. Although he had turned his back on the new arrival, he was very tense and ready to strike at a moment’s notice if need be.
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“Desiree…” Kalysto set the pie on the counter and fanned the top to let it cool slightly. “Umm… I, ah…” He looked very upset and stalled all over again. He had been doing that a lot recently. “Desiree, um… can I ask you something… I need help with this, and um… ahh…” He cringed, miserable.
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