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She was feeling extremely lethargic. Her ‘offspring’ seemed to be sucking away all of her life energy.
"Are you in pain?" Sibilius asked, naturally concerned for her well-being.
"No, it still feels wonderful," Alana gasped. "But it’s growing so… fast. I’m not certain I have the energy to birth… this… Oh, my! I can hear it! My Darling! I can hear you inside me…"
Alana smiled weakly at her lifemate lying next to her as he absorbed as much of her radiated emotions as he could. "How much longer…"
"It will stop feeding on your life-blood when it reaches maturity," Sibilius promised. "Probably another ten or fifteen minutes. This one is growing faster than its parent plant."
"Do you… suppose it…" Alana gasped. "It’s evolving? Some… something you didn’t… intend to happen?"
"I didn’t mean for you to suffer like this, my beloved," Sibilius whispered ardently to her.
"No…" Alana protested, panting as her body continually attempted to adapt to the growth in her womb. "Not suffer… Feel wonder… So alive… It’s just happen… so fast!"
Suddenly Alana screamed, completely terrifying her lifemate as she arched her swollen belly upward. Sibilius realized after a couple of seconds what was happening, and did his best to hold Alana down.
"It’s all right, Darling," he grunted, holding her still with all his strength. "It’s coming out, that’s all! It’s perfectly okay!"
Just like when her children were born, Alana’s swollen belly burst outward, showering her breasts and legs with bright pink blood and dying flesh. Alana was unable to move, now, and simply lay on the ground, gasping in her agony. Sibilius stood up and pulled the newly matured plant out and away from its mother.
There was something different about it, but he needed to insure that Alana would heal, first, so he laid it on the ground and returned to his lifemate’s side. Carefully, lovingly pressing her ruptured flesh back into the opening of her womb, he held it in place until he was sure she was healing properly.
Returning his attention to his creation (it was her creation, too, now), Sibilius noticed that the transparent leaves on this plant were even larger than the ones from its parent plant, which had been larger than the original hybrid. In addition, attracted by the moisture in the ground, it had taken root, again.
Realizing it wasn’t going anywhere, Sibilius returned to his lifemate’s side. Alana was barely conscious of her surroundings, the liquid fire having finally passed through her system. She was aware of what had happened, though, and knew that she wouldn’t be walking for a couple of hours, yet, until her body had healed enough.
"You know what I missed?" she asked, half-joking as they waited for her to heal and watch the giant blue-white sun go down behind the mountains.
"What?" he had to ask.
"We didn’t get to do the exchange this time," she grinned up at him, remembering the exchange of pieces of their livers between them.
"Maybe next time," he lied. There would be no next time. He wouldn’t ever subject her to this again. If he used this plant again with its increased size and adaptability, it would kill the next woman who tried it.
It was almost dark before Alana could sit up. Sibilius helped her to her feet.
"It didn’t work, did it?" she asked, knowing something had gone wrong but not knowing what.
"It did what it’s supposed to do," Sibilius told her. "But it picks up new traits from each birthing. After the first use, it’s too dangerous."
"Too bad," Alana said, consoling him. "You could have become very, very rich…"
"I am very, very rich, my beloved," Sibilius informed her.
Alana looked at him, a question in her eyes.
"I have you," he explained. "You are all the riches I require."
Despite her extremely weakened condition, Alana insisted on making love one last time before returning to civilization. But afterward, Sibilius had to carry her skinny butt down the mountain. She was too weak to walk.
"He dreams more than he’s awake these days," someone whispered quietly.
"But he’s alright, isn’t he?" another whispered with a sharp pang of grief mixed with irrational fear radiating out before being sharply brought back under control.
Elaine sighed, "Béla, Sister, Father dreams more than he’s awake, now. Eventually, he will dream and not awaken. I’ve studied Father’s people, and this… is normal for someone his age. His mind will slip more and more into the past, until he is completely gone. It's actually very peaceful and a humane way to die."
Béla felt tears running down her face, knowing the truth of what her golden-haired sister was saying. All of her beloved father’s accomplishments were behind him, now. He had nothing to look forward to. Bravely swallowing her tears, Béla walked to the side of her father’s bed table and touched his shoulder.
‘He’s still dreaming!’ she suddenly realized as she felt herself being carried in his arms.
"Father, wake up!" Alana suddenly said, startling Sibilius into almost falling and dropping her. "Why do I feel so weak? Help me, Father!"
Béla collapsed to the floor. Elaine rushed around the end of the bed and knelt down beside her. She immediately mind-linked to find out what was wrong.
"Wow! Where are we?" Elaine asked, looking around in awe. "There are three moons!"
"I think we’re on Father’s home world," the red-haired, green eyed beauty in Sibilius’ strong, young arms replied, also looking around in awe.
"Who are you?" Elaine asked, staring at Béla. "You sound like my sister, but you’re one like Father!"
"What’s wrong with you?" the red-hair girl asked, sounding very upset. "It’s me, Béla!"
"What’s happening?" Sibilius demanded, looking down at the little pink being while he settled his beloved on the ground. "What species are you?"
"Father, it’s me! Elaine! Don’t you recognize me?"
"No, I’ve never seen the likes of you!" exclaimed Sibilius. "But you sound like Alana’s friend, Eliannai, who is studying to become a seeker. How is it that you are in this little pink body?"
‘A Seeker?’
He had asked her the right question.
‘Eliannai, why are you in this little pink body?’
Elaine dropped to her knees as her memories came flooding back into her mind. She gazed from one to the other of her dearest friends, her Captain, Alana and Alana’s lifemate, Sibilius.
"You’re alive!" she whispered in awe, then reached out, trying to hug them both, tightly.
When she stood back, she was of the same species as Alana and Sibilius.
Alana jumped back away from her, suddenly frightened.
"Elaine? What happened to you?" Béla cried out from Alana’s body.
"Alana, Sister, don’t you recognize me?" Elaine/Eliannai asked her.
"Who’s Alana?" Béla asked, still not understanding. "I’m Béla! What have you done with Elaine?"
"I’m Elaine," Eliannai explained, "and I’m Eliannai, as well."
"That’s enough of this nonsense," Sibilius exclaimed. "Alana is very ill and I’m taking her to get medical attention!"
He grabbed his lifemate and pulled her to him, then stopped. Béla looked at him, not understanding what was happening.
"What’s wrong with your eyes?" Sibilius asked, almost horror stricken.
Elaine stared into Alana’s almond dark eyes as well, comprehension suddenly dawning on her face.
"Oh, Zandu," she whispered, distressed. "You’re still Béla!"
The dream dissolved as Sibilius, thoroughly upset now, began to wake up.
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