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As One Door Closes	By : trudyw000 Category: +G through L > Generator Rex Views: 4178 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Four - Grief
Something was wrong, as his arms encircled her he encountered a crystalline protrusion jutting out between her shoulder blades, leaning back to study her face in confusion he met glazed and empty eyes, he sprang back in horror letting the lifeless body of the woman he had once hoped to call his girlfriend fall limply to the floor.
Looking across the hold he met the saddened gaze of Six, "help her" he pleaded with the green clad man who had never failed him before.
Six could only shake his head, "I'm so sorry Rex."
Feeling warm dampness on his hands Rex looked down to see them glistening redly in the dim light of the ship's hold. Something within Rex's mind snapped, after the emotional turmoil of the last nine days this was the last straw, Rex screamed and screamed, he sank to the floor oblivious to the strong arms of Six holding him, he screamed until unable to catch a breath he slipped gently into the welcoming blackness of unconsciousness.
Waking slowly Rex at first simply enjoyed the feeling of freedom in his limbs after being restrained in so unnatural a position for such a long time. Soon however his brain drifted back to the disastrous escape attempt and all he could see was Circe's lifeless body, empty eyes staring up at him. Anything had to be better than that vision of cold deadness and so he opened his own eyes and looked around him. He found himself in the medical ward at the Keep, Doctor Holiday was standing with her back to him as she checked out the readings on some piece of medical equipment whereas Six stood at the foot of the bed watching him evaluate his surroundings.
"Doctor" Six called softly his eyes never leaving Rex's face. At least so it appeared to Rex, Six was wearing his customary dark glasses so he only had the movement of his head to go on.
Turning at the low call Doctor Holiday stepped briskly over to the bed and saw that her patient was awake. "How are you feeling Rex?" she asked softly wary of her patient's fragile emotional state.
Rex simply turned his head away refusing to speak. Doctor Holiday laid a comforting hand on his arm but he shook her off and curled himself into a ball hiding away from the outside world.
Understanding his need for solitude Doctor Holiday twitched the blankets up to securely cover the pitifully small figure huddled in the bed. "It's alright Rex, you don't have to speak to me now, rest."
Rex just lay there listening to the motion going on around him, he desperately wanted to retreat once more into sleep but it seemed that after a week and a half of little else his body was finally slept out and that refuge was denied him. He heard the scrape of a chair being pulled up in front of him and the creak of someone sitting down but still he refused to open his eyes to see who it was. He was fairly certain he didn't need to look anyway, it was almost undoubtedly Six and he waited for his babysitter to try to draw him out, but the person didn't speak and they just sat there together in silence.
Eventually Rex dozed a little and when he awoke he felt sure that the person sitting before him must have given up and moved away. Opening his eyes however he realised that he had not done Six's patience justice. His mentor was still sat in the uncomfortable hospital chair facing him, waiting until he was ready to speak.
Seeing the stoic man nod to someone over his head Rex uncurled and turned to find Doctor Holiday waiting behind him. "Rex I know you're not ready to speak yet but I need to know what happened to you. You're recovering well, your nanite count was extremely low when you were brought in but it's coming up nicely, you were also malnourished and dehydrated, we have drips set up to counter those issues. There is really no need for you to stay here and I would be perfectly happy for you to return to your own quarters under Bobo's care. But, before I can allow that I need you to tell me what happened, I need to know that you will follow instruction, that you will eat and drink and do your best to get well."
Rex simply closed his eyes, turned back towards Six beginning to curl back into his ball until his movements were arrested by the taciturn man's words. "Rex, I'm so sorry for your loss, I know you wish it had been you who died but I saw everything that happened and I have to tell you that this is no way to honour Circe's sacrifice."
Rex's eyes sprang open at these words and he opened his mouth to speak. At first he could only produce a hoarse croak but Six fed a few ice chips into his mouth and after giving them a chance to melt so that the ice water could ease his abused throat he tried again. "Tell me what you saw" he commanded.
"I saw you both running over the crest of a hill, you were about 30 yards from the ship when Van Kleiss's cruiser crested the hill behind you, the loading bay door was open and Van Kleiss and Skalamander stood in the opening. I saw Van Kleiss pointing towards you and shouting something at Skalamander who prepared to throw his crystal projectiles. Circe looked back over her shoulder and saw the same thing, she pulled free of your hand and dropped in behind you giving you a hard shove as she ran. Skalamander fired and she was hit in the back pushing her through the doors of the ship where she landed on you. The projectile sliced through her spine, she was dead before she fell." Six was silent allowing Rex time to digest his words.
Rex closed his eyes and Six and Holiday thought that he was retreating once again. Then he started to speak softly, almost as if he were talking to himself. "I was talking to Six after curing the mammoth EVO, then I felt arms grabbing me from behind and pulling, something jabbed me in the neck and I felt myself go into overload before I blacked out." Rex went on to describe all that he remembered of his captivity right up to the point were they climbed the garden wall during the ill-fated escape. Finally the stress of reliving it all overtook him and he started to sob uncontrollably. He felt warm arms pull him up from the bed and enclose him in a strong hug and, too distraught to fight anymore he collapsed into the embrace and sobbed out his heartbreak.
Eventually the tears subsided but Six stayed perched on the edge of the bed, cradling the sleeping form of his charge in his arms. Twenty minutes later Rex awoke, he realised that whoever had held him while he cried was still holding him now while he slept. He assumed it must have been Holiday but something didn't feel right. Opening his eyes he found his face crushed against the lapel of a familiar green suit. Six had held him, why would he do that? Rex asked himself in confusion.
Extricating himself from the embrace Rex sat up and wiped his eyes while staring solidly at the blankets in front of him, too embarrassed to risk meeting Six's eyes. Suddenly a box of tissues was thrust under his nose and he gratefully plucked out a handful to blow his nose and clean up his face. Glancing towards Six he mumbled an apology gesturing vaguely towards the large damp patch on the breast of the suit.
Six brushed off the apology before shifting to stand next to the bed, "shall we get you back to your own quarters?" he asked.
Rex breathed a grateful "please" and started to climb from the bed, only then realising that he was once more dressed in a draughty hospital gown.
Seeing his dilemma Six shoved a pile of clothes into his arms and pulled the curtains around to give him a measure of privacy. Rex muttered a brief thank you and hastened to dress himself once again in his own clothes.
A few short minutes later saw Rex stepping out from behind the privacy curtains, he looked around quickly to locate Six and found him a few steps away speaking in a low voice to the Doctor. Seeing Rex appear Six thanked Holiday briefly and gestured the young EVO towards the door, "let's get you out of here."
The two walked in silence through the corridors back to Rex's quarters, outside the door of his room Six clasped the handle but did not open the door. Looking at him Rex could almost think that the older man was nervous but that couldn't be right, could it?
Reaching into his inside jacket pocket Six pulled out an envelope and stared at it for a few moments. Rex rested his hand gently on Six's arm, stilling the hands that were fidgeting restlessly with the envelope. "Six, what is it?" he asked.
Seeming to give himself a quick shake Six looked into Rex's eyes, "When Circe contacted me with her plans for your escape," he paused, anxious at Rex's possible reaction to hearing the dead EVO's name. Reassured that Rex wasn't reacting badly he carried on "she included a letter for you."
Now Rex looked confused "why would she do that? I was right there with her if there was something she needed to say to me."
"This was to be given to you if..." Six paused once again, "if something happened to her during the escape." He finished in a rush and pushed the letter into Rex's hands.
Rex looked down at the stiff envelope in his hands as if he expected it to bite him. His first impulse was to shove it back at the man in front of him but then he realised that this was the final communication he could ever receive from Circe and he clutched the letter tightly to his chest.
Six turned the handle and pushed the door open for him, stepping quickly aside to allow Rex to enter unhindered.
Rex stepped forward in a daze then snapped around as he heard the door close behind him. Turning slowly back to survey the room he found himself expecting the room to look different, it felt like forever since he had been in this room, but nothing had changed since he last saw it, he struggled to recall that in truth it had only been nine days. Nine days that had changed his life so dramatically.
Treading carefully across the room Rex sat gingerly on the edge of his bed. Clutching the letter tightly to him he lay back on top of the covers. Lying there he thought of what was represented by the pages he held. He felt the grief bubbling up inside of him until he could contain it no longer and rolling onto his side he curled up around the envelope and howled out his grief as wracking sobs shook his entire body.
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