Written By: bikkothewriter
Pairings: Main 1x2, others may show up
Warnings: Yaoi, Language, blood, gore, lemon, lime, angst
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Splicing idea borrowed from Batman Beyond.
Rating: NC 17
Case #84309: Splicers
+ Chapter Twelve
"This is a terribly inefficient
office. Much too cluttered. How does the man find anything in here?"
Heero shook his head as he watched Gervais meander around Dr. Anderson's
office inside the Preventors' clinic. While it was procedure to take a
suspect into custody and have them await sentencing in the hold, Gervais
had insisted that he had to stay close to Duo in case he was needed. Why
he might be needed, the doctor was close-lipped about. After seeing Duo,
laying on the stretcher pale and unresponsive, as he'd been wheeled out
of the lab Heero had conceded, afraid to take any chances with Duo's life.
After winning that victory, the doctor had insisted that he needed to
pack both a bag of equipment and chemicals and another with clothes and
amenities for Duo. Again Heero had conceded, but watched the man closely
as he talked and packed to make sure that nothing untoward like bomb wound
up in either bag and quickly confiscated the two as they left the lab.
"I want to know what you've done to Duo."
"Manners, boy. You can't go around barking orders at people and expect
results," Gervais said disapprovingly, waving his finger at Heero although
his back was turned to him. The more the man talked the more Heero disliked
"What is wrong with him? What sort of illness does he have?"
"Illness? Duo isn't sick, my boy. I told you before he's perfectly healthy."
"Then why was he in that tank? What sort of procedures were you performing
"My dear boy, all you need to know is that Duo is perfectly fine and I
have done nothing untoward to him."
"No, what I want to know is what you did to him and Kitten."
"Yes. Duo's son. You gave him to Janet Hughes for safekeeping."
"How is my dear Janet?"
"She's in jail, waiting for you to come and keep her company."
"That was a tasteless joke, son."
"It wasn't a joke," Heero deadpanned.
"When Duo wakes up and tells you that he's fine, I do hope you have enough
grace to come and apologize to me."
"You haven't answered any of my questions."
"Again, manners, son. You came into my home, interrupted my work, and
locked me in another's man office and now you insist on asking me all
these questions. Manners dictate that you could at least offer me something
to drink now that you've taken me hostage."
The first drink to come to Heero's mind was a cup of bleach but he refrained
from offering it to the doctor.
"You weren't taken hostage; you were arrested."
"It's the same principle, my boy. You've taken me against my will and
locked me away."
Heero rolled his eyes. "Dr Gervais-" he started as the door to the office
opened suddenly admitted Trowa.
"Heero, its Lucy. She's coding."
Heero blinked, shocked. He knew that she didn't have long but he didn't
imagine that it would happen so soon. That she would die before they even
had a chance to try to save her.
"Lucy? Is that the poor girl who was spliced with an octopus?"
"How do you know about that?" Heero asked.
"You should tell your agents to keep their thoughts to themselves, young
man," Gervais answered moving towards them. "Now you go and fetch my bag
and you," he said addressing Trowa, "show me to the girl's room."
"What exactly do you think you're doing?" Heero said following the man
out of the room.
"I think I'm going to save her life and prove to you, my little skeptic,
that I'm not the mad scientist you think I am."
"I don't think so," he snarled grabbing the man's arm.
"We have nothing to lose by letting him try, Heero," Trowa said.
He looked to the other man ready to argue but understood that Trowa was
just as worried about Lucy as he was and unwilling to give up without
putting up some kind of fight.
"Fine, show him the way I'll grab the bag," he said, dropping the man's
Trowa and the doctor moved away and Heero quickly ran to the office on
the opposite side of the hall to retrieve the doctor's bag and make his
way to Lucy's room. Dr Anderson and several nurses worked over Lucy's
body as the many machines attached to her body beeped and squealed in
"What is you name, son?"
"Trowa be a good lad and pull the bed away from the wall."
"Who is he and what is he doing?" Dr. Anderson called looking at Heero.
"My name is Dr. Eric Gervais and I will be saving her life. Trowa, the
Trowa moved into position at the end of the bed pulling the bed away from
the wall, jostling the medical staff and machinery.
"My bag Heero," he said holding his hand out. He placed the bag on a nearby
cart, opening it to search through his equipment. "Heero if you would
climb onto the head of the bed and keep Ms. Lucy's head and shoulders
"What are you planning on doing?" Dr Anderson asked. "I won't be held
accountable for this, Commander."
"I understand, Doctor, I'll take responsibility for his actions," Heero
said moving into position. He climbed onto the using his thighs to hold
Lucy's head with his hands pressing down on her seizing and bucking shoulders,
holding her as still as possible.
"See that you do, Commander."
"What's wrong with her?" he asked, grunting as he held onto Lucy.
"The second heart started to beat. It's overloading her system," the doctor
"Could I borrow your stethoscope? I was in a bit of a rush today and forgot
mine," Gervais said ignoring the conversation, but Dr Anderson handed
over his stethoscope all the same. He pushed the folds of the gown aside,
leaving her breasts covered but exposing the center of her chest to place
the chest piece against to listen to the two hearts.
He made a questioning sound before moving away.
"Trowa if you could straddle her legs and help keep her still. Doctor,"
he said touching Dr. Anderson's arm, "If you and one of these wonderful
nurses could please keep her arms still."
Dr. Anderson pressed his hands into Lucy's right arm while the lone male
nurse took charge of her left. Gervais went back to his bag pulling a
large and dubious looking syringe out along with a vile of clear fluid.
Injecting the needle into the top of the glass bottle, he pulled back
on the plunger with his thumb transferring the liquid from the vial to
He turned back to the assembled group with a large smile on his face wielding
the syringe like a knife, "Gentlemen, did you know that octopi have three
Heero looked at Trowa, where he rested on Lucy's legs on the other side
of the bed. They shook their heads at each other; the man was incorrigible.
"Now I need all of you to hold her as still as possible, I don't relish
the thought of missing," he said, using the fingers of his left hand to
gently move her breast to the side, positioning the needle over her chest.
He raised his arm high into the air and brought it down in frightful stab
that pierced through her chest making a sharp, sickening sound. Everyone
in the room froze as Lucy bucked and gasped around the ventilator and
the tubes running down her throat, and Dr Gervais depressed the plunger
injecting the liquid into her chest. He pulled the needle away, leaving
the bed to throw the syringe into a sharps container.
"She's flat-lining," Dr Anderson said as the machines all gave a single
flat note and Lucy fell limp into the mattress.
"She'll be fine in a moment, give it time," Gervais said amiably.
The next few moments were tense, with everyone but Dr Gervais staring
at Lucy, waiting for something to happen. Heero looked down at her, willing
her to breathe and her heart to beat. He couldn't stand for the bright
light of his team to die under his hands.
"There now, a heart beat. Now let's remove these damnable tubes and let
her breathe on her own," Gervais said reaching towards Lucy's face as
the steady sound of her heartbeat filled the room. "Heero, son, if you
would tilt her head back."
He did as he was told, assisting Gervais as he could as the doctor untapped
the tubes from her mouth to begin to pull them out. The ends of the tubes
were covered in ink and for a moment, Gervais was lost as to what to do
with them until a female nurse came bearing a towel to wrap them in before
disposing of them.
"Thank you, my dear."
"She's breathing," Dr Anderson said astonished.
"Of course she is. Now if one of you could please remove that tube from
her chest," he said pointing at the tube that carried away the ink from
her body which now ran clear.
"How did you do it?" Anderson asked. "Nothing we've tried helped her."
Gervais looked at Heero smugly, "I'm an expert in splicing and a very
good doctor. Now if I could get a scalpel, I need to take a sample of
these marvelous tentacles if I'm going to rid our dear Lucy of them."
"You're sure that you can do that?" Heero asked from atop the bed.
"Positive, although it would be much easier to do if I were allowed to
take both Lucy and Duo back to my lab."
"No," he said carefully climbing off the bed.
"You are a very stubborn man, Heero."
Gervais laughed, "My boy, if you're not careful I might begin to like
"Joy," he said flatly. He turned to Trowa where he was climbing off the
bed, "Take him to the clinic's lab and keep an eye on him."
"Understood," he said and Heero ignored the doctor as he flirted with
the nurses, pulling glass slides from his bag and left the room relieved
that Lucy was still alive.
He walked the hallways of the clinic heading towards Duo's room. By now,
Sally should have finished her exam of Duo and he was eager to find out
if he was awake as well as what exactly Gervais had done to him. As he
passed through the lobby, he ran into Weber, Hayers and Price.
Both Hayers and Price sported scratches across their faces and hands,
as well as what looked like a bite mark on Hayers right cheek. Weber carried
Kitten under one arm, held close to his body as the boy thrashed and kicked.
"I wanna see my Daddy!"
"What's going on?"
"An hour before you called us to let us know that you'd found Duo, this
little guy starts kicking and screaming about his Dad. We've had a hard
time keeping him still," Weber explained.
"He bit me," Hayers said angrily. "I think I need a rabies shot."
"He isn't rabid," Price said, "But am I to believe that he can either
smell a person from almost twenty-five miles away or that he has ESP?"
"Both," came Gervais' cheerful voice as he passed behind Heero with several
glass slides delicately held between his fingers with Trowa following
close behind carrying his bag, before disappearing down the hall and out
Heero sighed and shook his head. He would deal with the mystery surrounding
Gervais later. One problem at a time, he thought.
"Kitten, I'll take you to see your father if you behave."
Kitten looked up at Heero red faced and glaring, before going limp under
Weber's arm, "I'll be good."
"Good," Heero said reaching out to take Kitten from Weber into his own
arms. "Go and check on Lucy. She should be doing better," he told the
"Yes she's off of the life support machines and Dr. Gervais is working
on a way to reverse the splicing."
"You're really going to trust him?" Hayers asked.
"No but if he can help her, I'll allow it. Let me know if there are any
changes in her condition."
He left the three agents, carrying Kitten, who was rambling in his ear,
"I was looking for you."
"But I got lost."
"I wanna see my Daddy."
Heero paused outside of the door to Duo's room knocking before he pushed
the door open. Sally was there to meet him, stepping out into the hallway
to speak with him.
"Hi, Ms. Sally."
"Hi, Kitten," she said smiling at the toddler.
"How is he?"
"He's still asleep, but fine. There isn't a single mark on him. Besides
the obvious I can't tell if anything has been done to him that we should
"Can I take Kitten in to see him?"
"I don't see why not. Let me know if he wakes up, I want to make sure
that the sensory deprivation hasn't done any damage to him."
Moving pass Sally, Heero and Kitten entered the room where Duo lay sound
asleep. The artificial sunlight filtered through the blinds landing on
Duo's face highlighting the hair falling around him. The 'obvious' Sally
spoke of were the two cat-ears laying flat against the top of his head
unmoving, as if they too were asleep.
"That's my Daddy," Kitten whispered in Heero's ear and Heero smiled saying,
They crossed the room and Heero gently sat Kitten on the bed where he
immediately lay across his father's chest hugging him. He sat up his hands
on Duo's chest and began to shake the sleeping man.
"Wake up, Daddy. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up," he called.
"Kitten, he's tired."
"But he has to play with me. He promised," the boy said putting his hands
on Duo's face shaking his head. Heero moved to intervene but stopped short
seeing Duo's eyelids flutter.
"Daddy!" Kitten cried as Duo's eyes opened and focused on him.
"Daddy?" Duo asked looking at Kitten as if he'd never seen him before.
"Who are you?"
Heero felt his heart freeze in his chest as Duo looked around the room
confused. Could this be what Sally had been so worried about? Had Gervais
stolen Duo's life by stealing his memories?
"Where am I?" he asked gripping the bed's safety rails. "Where am I?"
"Daddy," Kitten pleaded.
"Duo," Heero said drawing Duo's attention.
"Who are you? Where am I?" he asked panicked, trying to rise from the
"Duo, it's alright," Heero said moving closer to the bed leaning over
Duo to keep him still and in the bed. He felt a tug on his neck and looked
down to see Duo's hand wrapped around his tie drawing him closer. He looked
back to Duo's face to see a familiar smile spread there as well as a mischievous
glint in his eyes.
"Gotcha," he said before licking Heero from the bottom of his chin across
his lips and up the underside of his nose in one quick swipe. Heero jerked
away in shock and his tie slipped through Duo's hand.
"Daddy, do you remember me?" Kitten asked his ears flat against his head
the saddest expression on his face.
Duo laughed taking Kitten's head into both of his hands, "How could I
forget that handsome face," he said giving Kitten a kiss on the lips.
Kitten laughed, hugging his father's neck, kissing him back. Heero watched
the father and son interact as they laughed and talked animatedly to each
other before Kitten turned to Heero pointing, "This is my friend Mr. Heero."
"Well, hello Mr. Heero," Duo said holding his hand out to Heero. He took
the long slender fingered hand in his, feeling the smooth soft skin sliding
over his palm. No calluses, he thought absently.
"Duo," he whispered staring into Duo's bright violet eyes finding himself
rewarded with a wide warm smile. Tired and pale he was beautiful and Heero
felt strange for thinking so. He'd never though of Duo in such a way before
but the sight of him now and his beauty was staggering.
"Me and Mr. Heero play toys and he beat up the bad men who stole me."
"What?" Duo questioned, looking to Heero.
"It's a long story," Heero said in reply, shaking his head at Kitten's
choice of words, "I'll tell you about later."
"You've been getting into a lot of trouble haven't you?" Duo asked tapping
the boy's nose with one of his long elegant fingers.
"I don't mean to," Kitten said pouting.
"I know you don't," he said sitting up in the bed, smiling down at the
"Duo, how are you feeling?"
"I'm fine, though I could use a shower."
"No, I mean," Heero said at a loss for words. "You've been missing for
four years. I've been looking for you. What happened?"
"It's... a long story," he said avoiding answering, petting the top of
"Duo," he started touching the other man's arm. He needed answers. He
needed to know what had happened all those years ago and how Duo had ended
up in Gervais' care, spliced with a three-year-old son.
"Commander," Weber called from the doorway interrupting him, "It's Lucy.
She's awake and asking for you."
Heero looked between Duo and Weber torn. He wanted to talk to Duo but
he wanted to see Lucy as well.
"Go," Duo urged, "We'll talk when you get back."
"Do you promise?" Heero asked suddenly needing the reassurance that Duo
would indeed be there when he returned and that the other man would explain
exactly what was going on.
"Yeah, I promise."
"Lucy," Heero breathed looking
at the woman's pale and tired face.
"Hi, Commander," she said smiling. One of her arms moved as if to wave
underneath the sheet that covered her from the neck down. She looked disturbed
for a moment before giving a wan smile. "It's weird when they move. Makes
"It's alright," Weber said leaning close to her, "the commander's got
a guy working on it."
"Really?" she said looking hopeful.
"Yes," Heero confirmed although he thoroughly wished that it wasn't Dr.
Gervais that they were turning to for help. The short man was annoyingly
arrogant and Heero hated to admit that he had indeed saved Lucy's life.
"I'm sorry about what happened, Commander. It's my fault Dr. M got away."
"You didn't do anything wrong, Lucy," he said concerned that the woman
blamed herself for Dr. M's escape.
"No one else was hit with the recombinant," she said looking miserable.
"I was almost hit in the face three times," he explained, trying to convey
that it was simply bad luck that she had been hit.
"Almost," she emphasized.
"Don't feel bad," Wu Fei said coming into the room with Sally, "Heero
gravitates to being shot and blown up."
"Is that true?" she asked chuckling.
"No," Heero said glaring at the smug Chinese man.
"Yes," Sally said, "Don't forget that I treated some of those wounds."
"What are you doing here?" he asked the two ignoring Sally's comment.
"We heard that Gervais was working miracles," Wu Fei answered.
"Is that the doctor who saved me?"
"Yeah," Weber answered, "he's a weird, bossy little guy. He's got everyone
running errands for him."
That explained why Hayers and Price were nowhere to be seen and it made
Heero upset to now that the man was running his team and the other staff
They spent some time talking before Lucy's eyelids began to droop and
Dr. Anderson stopped the visit forcing everyone to exit the room.
"Is Duo awake?" Sally asked as they walked down the hall towards the lobby.
"Yes," Heero answered. "He seems fine. He remembered me and Kitten."
"That's good, but I think that we should keep a close eye on him all the
"I agree," Wu Fei added, "And while I'm that Agent Gemmell is alive, we
shouldn't let him think that he can do whatever he wants."
"Trowa is watching him. He won't let anything happen," Heero said.
"Hm," Wu Fei said nodding, "Sally and I are headed to the main building
to interrogate the lab assistants. If one of them talks you'll have something
to use against Gervais."
"Don't let him fool you," Sally said touching Heero's shoulder, "it was
my idea. Now go and rescue Duo before Kitten talks him to death."
"I think between the tow of them they'll talk each other into submission,"
Wu Fei said smirking and Heero laughed walking away.
He knocked on the door to Duo's room and hearing Duo call for him to come
in he opened the door pulling up short at the sight that greeted him.
Duo stood, easily taller than six feet, dressed in nothing but a pair
of short black briefs that left nothing to the imagination. He held his
damp hair tight in his left hand above his head while he brushed the under
side with his right. His chestnut tail swept gracefully left and right
as he talked to Kitten who stood in the chair before him. Heero found
his eyes roving over Duo's perfect, creamy skin, taking in his long legs,
taut stomach and hairless chest before dropping back to the briefs. He
swallowed roughly, wondering where these sudden feelings were coming from,
why he suddenly thought that Duo was sex.
"How's Lucy?" Duo asked, smiling at him.
"She's fine," he said hoarsely, closing the door behind him.
"That's good," Duo answered dropping his hair over his shoulder to continue
brushing. "My little guy's been filling me in on everything that's been
going on. Thank you for saving him."
"It was nothing."
"Sure, superman," he said smiling at Heero. "Next you'll tell me saving
the world's nothing."
"No," he said, "That required a little effort."
Duo laughed at that, tossing his head back.
"I don't get it. What's so funny?" Kitten asked, looking between the two
of them and Duo only laughed harder.
"Has Kitten told you the trouble he's caused us in the last few days?"
"Kitten?" Duo asked looking confused.
"Yes. Kitten," Heero said pointing to the boy.
"His name isn't Kitten," he said looking to the boy who looked away feigning
"He told us his name was Kitten."
"My Nana calls me Kitten," the boy clarified.
"And what does your Daddy call you?" Duo asked tapping the boy on the
head with the brush.
"Rhys. R-h-y-s," he spelled, "Rhys."
"Why did you tell me it was Kitten and not Rhys?"
"Cause I'mma kitten," he said, rolling his eyes as if Heero should have
known the answer all along.
"Why Rhys?" he asked Duo.
"Cause calling him Cromm Cruach would give the kid a complex," Duo said
as if that explained everything. The two are definitely related, Heero
thought as Duo took the brush, using one hand to hold Kitten's head still,
and began to tame the mess atop the boy's head.
"Duo, you said we would talk," Heero said as a lead off to the conversation
he was dying to have.
"We are talking," Duo told him.
"I'm serious, Duo."
"So am I. Ask me something."
"What's going on here? Where have you been for the last four years? When
did you have a son? Why are the both of you spliced? Why are you with
Gervais? What is he up to? Did he kidnap you? Do you work for him?" Heero
asked in a sudden explosion of words not able to stop himself once he'd
"Whoa," Duo said, blinking at him.
"That's too many questions, Mr. Heero!"
"I'm sorry," Heero apologized surprised at himself.
"Hold that," Duo said to Kitten passing the brush to the boy. He crossed
the distance between them in two strides to wrap his arms around Heero's
shoulders and Heero was struck by how tall Duo had gotten. "Heero," Duo
whispered into Heero's ear, making him shiver, "I missed you, too.
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