Some kind of "Post-Uranium RP" - Now finished and open for questions!

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

- EPILOGUE, Lucille's POV-

It was another one of those nights.

A short glimpse on the illuminated numbers on the clock standing a few meters away told her that it was 3:27 AM. Oh well...

She could not find more sleep. She did not even feel tired, say, but it was way too early to get up yet.

Lucille let her view wander a bit in the surrounding... of course there wasn't much to see. Darkness and silence filled the room. Barely any light was visible from outside the window, barely any sound was audible, it was in the middle of night after all. Kellyn next to her was fast asleep... He looked so peacefully to her, quietly, like the most precious thing there was. Of course she told him that her sleep pattern seems to be messed up recently, but there was not much he could do about that. Except allowing her to wake him up if she's feeling uneasy, but she did not wanted to bother him too much with her stuff.

A quiet sigh escaped her, before Lucille carefully put on her glasses - Like if this would help her getting a more clear view in the darkness – and taking care not to break the silence, she moved the blanket aside, stoop up from the comfort of the bed, and moved herself to the window. Ah, it was a precious sight. No stars, the moon wasn't visible from this side of the house at the moment, only the usual backyard greeted her. Still, it had something neat, seeing it at this time had something...special to it.

As she moved away the curtain covering the window a bit more for a better view on the outside, her hand felt something ceramic standing on the windowsill among the two ferns that were standing there as usual. Must be a tea cup left from the day, she probably just forgot to bring it back where it belongs...  It seemed there was still something in it at last, and indeed there was... Ah, that herbal tea tastes much better when it's freshly brewed. Now, it was just a cold and slightly bitter liquid.
Something brushed her leg some moments after she placed the cup back where it was standing. It let Lucille flinch, but a quick view told her that it was just her son's shiny Espeon. Looks like she was not the only one awake at this hour... Without opposing, it let itself being picked up and held close in Lucille's arms. It was slightly cold by now, given that Lucille was standing there at the window only wearing a long nightdress, so Espeon's velvet fur came in very welcome. Like if it felt what was going on, Espeon even nuzzled up a bit to her.

Around one month has passed now since that „therapy lesson“. One month since she lost her Nucleon. And still she struggled to let go of it all... She told herself that it was better this way. That it was for good. That this was the bitter price she had to pay for a life in peace with her dear family.
Ah, speaking of those... Of course they quickly realised that something was different. That Lucille became calmer. And that her Nucleon, that faithfull little feline, wasn't by her side anymore. She told them that someone took it away, it has probably perished by now. Kellyn, suspicious as he was, didn't trust all this. Why did that weird person abducted his wife, what did he do with her (he better not dared touching her... ) and why her Nucleon? However, Lucille asked him to let it be... That there was no use in searching and hunting down that „person“. She didn't even remember his name, or his look... Hell, he understood his business. She did not want to get him or their son into trouble, or cause them headache or sorrow over her. She will get over it, she wished them to clinge to her, now that she has been returned safely in one piece. Something she did not expected at all... but she was thankful for that detail.
Vitor, as soon as he returned from the breeder's conference, quickly has been inducted what has happened meanwhile. That surely were some news... However, as long as she was fine and has been returned safely... Well, he was just glad to have his biological parents by his side. He enjoyed being with them although he was old enough by now to live on his own – but why should he, if he felt at home where he was?

Lucille also began to work from home whenever it was possible. The facility didn't like that at first, but eventually agreed as long as she will deliever decent work. Which she did. While she did not engage in as many experiements like before, she still found some pleasure in researching those nuclear beings. But, she approached them with much more caution, even the stable ones. They still had quite the fascination to her, but seeing what they have done to her and how they were the actual cause for, say, that therapy-thingie... Better avoid those if you're not fully aware of what you're actually doing and how to handle them safely. Whenever she WAS around them – which happened rarely, but from time to time it was necessary – she indeed tried to hold back a little. To think for a moment about what may happen if she does what she plans to do. Even if it was just a moment, it was a moment more than she did before. She did not want to go though it all once more, to cause death to an innocent creature (Nucleon) because she just felt like it.

There was another thing that kept hunting her mind and that prevented her from putting an end to what has happened. It were San's words about her... immortality. She did not fully believe him as he told her, she can't remember what he exactly said at all, she was too occupied with the fresh wound the death of her dear pet has caused. However, she didn't forget about his words neither.
Soon after Kellyn returned from Snowbank, found his wife safely at home like that person on the other line promised and she recovered a bit from the shock, she tried something out. Secretely in the facility. And … she discovered that San was not lying. While other cells horribly mutated or died off when exposed even directly to nuclear waste, cells from her organism just stayed fine and kept replicating like normal. Slower at first, but indeed like nothing has happened. It was so weird... She asked a microbiologist working for the same facility for an analysis of a DNA-sample she gave them (she concealed that it was hers), and later compared it with „normal“ human DNA. …

She didn't find any difference. Maybe she'll look into it again some time later, but for now it was just weird. Maybe that time in static caused that? Or it was just nature trolling her? She didn't know, but it disgusted her. She felt like a scientific miracle and abomination at the same time. Ugh... well, f#ck that. None needed to know. Damn, she might investigate that further, she might make more money than she ever dreamed of if she donated herself to science. Bleh, but who cares?! Lucille was tired of it. Tired of doing another thing whose outcome wasn't certain. Rather try to go on where it stopped before she has been abducted, than stepping into grey terrain again.

… Something rough and moist on her right hand brought Lucille back to where she was – at the window of her bedroom. Espeon has begun to lick over it – how cute! She stroke its head a few times, thankful it was with her right now, and then carefully put it down to the floor. Next, she quietly climbed back into bed and snuggled up to her asleep husband who, after all this time, still loved her. He could probably have every woman there was in Tandor, but he just wished for her. Such adorableness, even if it may be foolish or blind, caused Lucille to smile a bit, before she closed eyes and let it be for now. She didn't what will be once morning strikes, or how things will develope with the years...

But for now, she was fine with where she was right now.