NABC 225 Brandishing A Weapon
225 Brandishing A Weapon
225 Brandishing A Weapon
I had to leave the house when my foresight trick of five minutes into the future, combined with a touch of telepathy, let me know Amy and Vicky were coming home. I didn't ask how Amy managed to work another shift at the hospital, because it had taken her out of the house and given me privacy to talk to Carol for my appointment, which had turned out quite differently than I expected.
I did know that Vicky had been patrolling with her boyfriend Gallant, thanks to the phone updates Lisa arranged for me. She really was becoming a great source of information, now that I knew she was the one helping Paige keep track of everything, especially me. Again, telepathy for the win. Lisa was coming along well with her own growing ability, too.
Before I left, I did warn Carol that she really was pregnant, because it was one of my abilities. She rubbed her belly and smiled. Neither of us missed Sarah's sound of relief because she had refused. Two had been enough for her and she needed to remain in command of New Wave and couldn't take a year off to have a baby.
I kissed the both of them before I apparated home and sent a text to Lisa to find out where Mark Dallon was. I hadn't seen or sensed anyone else in the house and wondered where he was. I received a text back almost right away and he was in Faultline's bar named the Palanquin and having a great time with a brunette in a reserved booth.
I chuckled and thanked her, then I tried to send her some money. The transfer was denied and I received another text saying my money was no good. I laughed and shook my head at her being obstinate, so I sent a message to Paige and she would handle it for me.
That was when my mother entered the house and she had a huge beaming smile on her face.
“Good day at work?” I asked and she hopped up into my arms and kissed me.
“It was horrible!” My mom said with a laugh and we went to the kitchen to start cooking supper. She kept giving me certain looks after that, especially when her fingers kept brushing across my hand as I handed her things.
“You can just ask, you know.” I said and kissed her cheek. “You know I can never lie to you.”
My mother giggled like a little girl. “I'm pretty sure you have some of Sarah Pelham's and Carol Dallon's DNA inside you.”
I had to laugh at it being phrased like that. “I did swallow quite a bit of both of them.”
My mother only blushed slightly, because I spent quite a bit of time swallowing a lot of her as well. “You know they're both married, Greg. Why would you do that?”
I spent the rest of the meal prep time explaining how Carol had been separated from Mark for over a decade, because of his chronic depression and mental issues, and that they had only stayed together because of the kids. Sarah on the other hand, apparently her husband Neil had been cheating on her for years and I was her revenge.
I did not say anything about Carol also sleeping with Neil almost 20 years ago and she didn't know for sure who Vicky's father was. It wasn't necessary to provide proof of his infidelity, because my mother had nodded and gave me a knowing look. She must have done the same touching trick and sensing other DNA on Manpower as well, probably when they shook hands during the press conference.
“This isn't going to ruin the team is it?” My mother asked me as we sat at the table and started eating.
“Ha, no. We were careful to make sure no on else was in the house. As soon as anyone was going to come home, I beat feet right out of there.” I answered.
She gave me a squinted look. “I hope you didn't leave without giving them their proper respect.”
I gave her a very warm smile and leaned in to kiss her tenderly, nearly taking her breath away. “I would never disrespect a woman like that. I thanked the both of them and kissed them to show my appreciation.”
My mom really blushed after that and went back to eating without further comment. I also didn't say anything and finished off my own meal. I checked my phone after that and there were no new notifications, either from Lisa or Paige, so I checked the status of my debut song and almost choked on my own spit when I saw it had been downloaded 120,000 times.
“Greg, are you okay?” My mother asked me.
Instead of answering, I showed her my phone and she saw the numbers. She gave me a curious look and clicked the link before holding the phone to her ear. A few minutes later, she was rubbing her thighs together, her nipples were so hard they almost tore her blouse, and her face had stayed red the whole time.
When the song ended, she handed me the phone back, picked me up in a princess carry, and carried me to her bedroom. We didn't leave until the morning when we both had to go to work and school respectively.
School was a bit more relaxed than the day before, probably because I hadn't acted like a typical cape or music star. I wasn't going to disappoint them and acted just like I usually did by giving out hugs and kisses to those that wanted them, fist bumps to the guys that wanted them, and even mentioned to Vicky, Amy, Dean, and the other Wards, that I was going to New York for Friday's work placement.
It left them speechless, probably because it was happening so quickly. I gave them my best smile and Jensen dragged me off to World History class. She was supremely disappointed it wasn't another presentation class and we were tested on the contents of the last class. Since the teacher only cared if we barely listened, most of the class passed the easy test and the ones that failed were given homework.
We had another study hall, so I grabbed Jensen and snuck off to give her the reward for winning the gym class basketball game. She definitely enjoyed doing that instead and everyone commented on her bright smile afterwards. Thankfully, she didn't tell them why she was smiling and walking a little awkwardly. Most of the girls guessed anyway and I had a lot of hungry looks come my way, which I ignored.
Carol went back to work and I stayed as her assistant for the afternoon. Shoulder and feet rubs were normal things to do for your boss, weren't they? Well, she appreciated them, at least.
I teleported up into the air above Brockton Bay when she said her day was done and it was suppertime. I had no plans, and still hadn't heard from Paige, so I changed my tux into my Atlas costume and flew to New York. Carol had given me the map she found and it had the coordinates marked on it. I wasn't going to teleport in blind, so I physically flew there first and checked it wasn't a test.
I found it was a helipad on the roof of the PRT HQ building in New York and nodded. I flew to a few other landmarks, like the Empire State Building and the remains of the Statue of Liberty. I seriously thought about using Overhaul's power to reformat the thing to fix it, only there was no way to hide doing something that big from everyone.
I teleported back home and saw my mother was already curled up on the couch and she gave me a pointed look. “You were busy and I found a way to stay busy myself for the afternoon.”
“With Carol.” My mother said.
“I needed a map of New York for Friday's appointment and I went to her office to prove I could teleport. Once I was there, she needed an assistant to catch up for skipping part of yesterday.” I explained and she nodded. “You were testing me?”
“I was just making sure you really can't lie to me.” My mother responded. “How many times did you have sex?”
“Just the once. I showed up in a tux and she lost herself to it.” I admitted.
My mother couldn't help herself and laughed. “That is a pretty good reason.”
“She thought so.” I said and changed my costume to the same tux. My mother started to drool as she stared at me, so I did the same thing as I did with Carol. I only opened up the button fly on the pants and fished out my erection for her. My mom's lips were on it a second later and she gobbled it down like it was the best thing in the world.
I was on the couch a second later and she mounted me and kissed me deeply as she had her wicked way with me. Her hands kept caressing the suit all over, the lapels, the gold cuff links, the vest, and the stylish shirt. She never stopped kissing me, either.
When I finished inside of her, she didn't beg me for a child, even though she fully knew I could give her one without penalties or worries. She sure wanted me to, though. She was also starting to think I needed to call her Diane when we were intimate like this, just so she could stop wondering why she enjoyed having so much sex with me.
“It's because you doubly love me.” I said and she looked surprised. “Your conflicted feelings are what's bothering you and not that you're doing it. We love each other, in several different ways, and neither of us are controlling, demanding, or want to hurt the other. It's so nice and comforting being with you that it's almost a shame we don't feel guilty about it.”
My mom opened her mouth to refute that, then tilted her head and looked thoughtful. “I think... yes, you're right. I'm feeling guilty that I don't feel guilty.”
I smiled at that. “Then you know you don't have to feel guilty. It's not your fault we're so compatible.”
My mother chuckled. “That didn't stop Vicky from pushing you aside.”
I shook my head. “She has her own love for Amy and wants to protect her. If Amy can't have me, Vicky doesn't want to make her sad by having me around all the time and having the fun they both could have had with me.”
“But, that hurts her.” My mother said.
“It doesn't matter. Amy is more important to her than I am and I understand that.” I told her. “I won't get between them, not without being the thing they need to reach each other.”
“Ohhh, I get it. If Vicky was the only one with you, you wouldn't be a bridge between them, you would be a wedge keeping them apart.” My mom said with a nod.
“Which is what Dean is.” I agreed.
“Oh, that poor boy.” My mother said and then chuckled. “He knows how Amy feels and can't do anything about it, because he's the wedge and is trying to be the bridge, only he doesn't know he can't be both.”
“You got it.” I said and kissed her. “All I can do is keep going the way I am and hope for the best.”
“And plan for the worst.” My mother said and I nodded.
After a few minutes, I took out a blanket and covered us, cleaned up with a few spells, and we fell asleep cuddled up together on the couch. Tomorrow was going to be another normal day and then it would be Friday and my visit to the New York Protectorate. I couldn't wait to meet the cape that was going to help me defeat the biggest threat to the world.