There were some moments of cabin fever to tend to in the days leading up to the cure's development. Patients in the MCMC were slowly going mad, namely Mitka and a young kitsune hybrid named Adam. Mitka actually had to be restrained after she killed two male staff members and even tried to eat Echo. Claire equally had been biting any nurse that tried to treat her. The stress was showing in staff too. Dr. Weymss pretty much told Mitka off after she pleaded for someone to help Claire only to demand that it be me and no one else.
The kitsune was just lashing out at everyone I think. It was the night I started mass production of the cure remedy at the lab. The trial batch had worked fine on Adagio, Violet, and Arwen so they had been released. While the vaccine was being bottled, I ventured over to the MCMC to check on the other patients in quarantine. Even though I told him several times that the cure was literally being made as we spoke, he made threats that he needed to be let out no later than the following day or he'd kill someone. The nurse pissed him off. Mitka pissed him off. I pissed him off. Just too much testosterone I think....
I took it better than I thought.
Lately, things have been quiet. Sure externally I'd get into some bickering with Adagio or one of the other patients that were starting to go a little mad. Other than that though, my mind has been...quieter.
I think it's Adagio's doing. We've been conversing more and more without the use of physical communication and at one point, she gave me a seed of sorts. She didn't really explain what it was, but insisted that I had to take the first step on my own and allow the seed to grow. The voices are still there, but I can hear myself think for once in a long time.
I'm going to need that mental clarity in the future. With the virus issue now in the past, Adagio and I moved to the future. Our future that is. Our son.
I only wish I had asked Dr. Junes to do the implanting of the embryo; Adagio's...not the gentlest of souls. Still it's a small pain compared to what's on the way. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared. I've lost a child once already. I don't want to lose him too. Even before the embryo was implanted, I found myself talking to him as I tweaked genomes...much like a mother talking to her womb.
I want him and Arwen to be happy and safe. Adagio had the same idea, but of course, she's gone the extra mile and then some. She bought a small private island.
An island! In the middle of freakin' nowhere! We'll have to navigate a damn helicopter just to pick the kids up from school now! Where the hell did she get the money for that anyway?! This is what I get for loving the wickedest woman on the island. Oh Mother and Father above, why did I marry that...that egotistical twig?!
...okay she sold a lot of her personal stock holdings for it. And I know she's not a twig...sorta. Honestly I wish Adagio would not make such major life changing decisions on her own. At least she could ask my imput before signing the papers. From what I understand, the island is outside World union jurisdiction since it was never inhabited. We'll have our own generator, private shipments of supplies, and enough room for the kids. But it's so remote and isolated I worry about how that will affect Arwen and Donatien growing up. Do we really want to shield them from all that happens?
Why does she always do such impulsive things? Adagio thinks everything through except the part where she actually tells me. At the same time though, she has her good impulses. I think she's adopted the female hybrid state of being in heat fully. It's like she has lost the word inhibitions from her vocabulary. Maybe the vaccine did it? Or perhaps she's making up for lost time while in quarantine? I have no idea, but I'm not voicing any complaints. It's a definite change from the Adagio I first met. Still drives me nuts, but she's less cold emotionally if that makes much sense.
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