Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ The Wastes ❯ Chapter Twenty Six ( Chapter 26 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

That night, Maverick waited at the door for his daughter. When the maid finally walked in, Evana took the bags while Maverick took Angelia. A small cough came from her. Maverick turned to his maid. "I just gave her the medicine...." she said softly.

"Right," he said and placed Angelia on his shoulder while patting her back.

"Oooh, is that baby already here?" Sarah was grabbing another drink for Evana when she heard all the commotion.

Evana nodded as she passed her and headed to Maverick's room to put the bags down. Maverick smiled as he rocked his daughter while she yawned.

"She's a pretty little thing," Sarah whispered as she looked at the tiny thing he had.

"Thank you," Maverick said. "She gets the black hair from me."

"I can tell," she smirked.

Angelia started to cry and he turned to his maid. Nervously she drug through the baby bag for a bottle. Finally she grabbed one and handed it to him.

"Aww! So cute!" Even when she was crying the tiny baby was adorable. Sarah felt a tug on her heart, and she had to pull away. "I'll let you take her to your room."

Maverick nodded and walked to his room. Evana was just putting the bags down and Lana was pulling out the pieces for the crib. Evana looked at Angelia and moved her hair as she drank from the bottle. "She really is beautiful, Maverick," she said softly.

Maverick's eyes locked on hers and for a moment it was pure silence until Lana dropped one of the crib sides with a loud crash. "Um...sorry!"

Evana looked back at Maverick. "Goodnight." Slightly she walked out.

Sarah held up a bottle and two glasses. "Let's retire for the night," she offered sweetly.

"You read my mind," she smiled and walked in the room.

Maverick's maid came in the room and started showing Lana how to set up the crib. Maverick laid Angelia on the bed and grabbed the maid's bags and took them to the other room.

"It won't last, you know," the maid said softly.

"What?" Lana asked as she looked at her.

"You heard me."

Xavier stared into what seemed like an endless stream of data. To most people it would seem like nonsense to him it was perfect. It was beautiful. He stopped only to rub his eyes. "Soon," he whispered. "Soon everything will be as it should be."

Lana looked at the maid, her heart racing. Maverick walked in and looked at them. "Is the crib ready?"

"Yes, sir."

"You may leave." The maid looked at Lana then at him. Was she staying?!? Maverick glared at her and she quickly rushed out. Her closed the door behind her. "Did she say anything mean to you?"

"Well...not really..."

"She's the jealous type. Pay her no mind. Though she doesn't have a great personality, she's very good to Angelia." He walked over to her as she nodded. His hand cupped her cheek. "Take nothing she says to heart." He picked up Angelia. "Want to hold her."

"No!" she said quickly and backed up.

"It seems that you're no longer the youngest one here," Boris said as he laid Hailey down to sleep.

Hailey yawned. "I'm more special."

Boris smiled and kissed the top of her head. "Yes you are."

She smiled. "Don't leave...boogieman."

"I won't leave. I'll stay right here while you sleep."

She nodded and slowly closed her eyes.

He kept his hand on her cheek, gently stroking her face as she slept.

Skyla had trouble walking and gripping things the first few days, but after a while, she was up and about again and smiling like she always did. Lana did her best to keep away from the baby, afraid she would break it or worse. Maverick, of course, found this cute, but was patient. The night before everyone was going to leave for the mission, Skyla was packing what little things she brought with her.

Maven put all his things into the small bag he brought with him and threw it over his shoulder. Walking back to Skyla's room, he smiled and tossed his bag in the corner. "You still want to leave in the morning when the others do?"

She nodded. Her heart hurt. "I feel like...I'm abandoning them...but...they are right. I'm more of a hassle than a help."

He smirked and nodded. "Yes. It seems that we have been given the boot, but I guess it is for the best."

She nodded and packed her last bit of things. "They won't even notice we are gone."

"I wouldn't be so certain of that," Xavier said at their door. "I brought you all here for a reason. Even if that reason hasn't been made known yet."

Skyla looked over at Xavier at the door. "Yes, that's what Lana said, but having someone around with little control over their gifts isn't really the best thing."

"You have more control then you give yourself credit for. So do you Maven. I suggest you talk to Maverick. He might want your expertise on this mission."

"Why Maverick?"

"Because he's leading this mission."

Skyla sighed. "If you insist."

He smiled and laughed. "You don't have to if you don't want to. I was just making a suggestion."

"We both know your 'suggestions' are usually more of a guide line to follow."

He smirked and pushed his glasses up on his nose. "Yes, well that doesn't mean you have to follow them."

"No, I don't. But I will anyways," she smiled.

"Well I appreciate it. Whatever your choice is, you kids be safe."

"Will do," Maven nodded.

Skyla put her bag down. "I'm going to talk to Maverick."

"Okay. I'll finish getting everything set up and packing some supplies for our tip."

She nodded. Walking out, she moved down the hall to Maverick's opened door. Lana and him were sitting on the bed. Lana was trying to change Angelia's diaper but her hands were shaking so bad.

"Now take the sticky part and put it there. Yes, that's it," Maverick said. Suddenly, the sticky tab broke. Lana looked like she was going to cry while Angelia laid there sucking on a pacifier.

"I'm sorry! I broke it again!"



Maverick laughed. "It's alright. You are just nervous. You need to calm down." He grabbed her hands. Skyla knocked on the door. They both looked at the door. "Skyla, please come in."

Skyla walked in with a smile and handed another diaper to Lana for her to try again. "I am leaving tomorrow...I'm sure you know."

Maverick sighed. "Yes, I heard Maven is going with you."

"I heard you are leading the missions now...I guess it's because Sven is well..."

"No, it's because he's stupid," Maverick said. "He rushes into things without thinking and the rest of us pay for it. He also told part of our team that they were no good. What kind of leader says that?"

Skyla nodded. "And...what would you say?"

"Stay. I would like you and Maven to stay. I believe that even though you and him a struggling with your powers now, one day they will blossom into something great. I want to witness it. I also believe that when that day comes, it will be because of you two that a whole lot of lives will be saved," he said softly.



"I don't want to be somewhere I am not welcomed...the others they-"

"I want you here. And who cares what they think? You are part of this team and so is Maven. Don't give that up because someone said you weren't good enough," Maverick smiled.

Skyla let out a soft breath. "I don't want to cause any more trouble."

"Everyone causes trouble now and again. The others seem to forget you are human and have flaws. So what if you mess up? It's part of learning. Please, don't leave just yet. You still have a lot to learn and I'm sure that we will need you."

She smiled. "You...think so?" He nodded.

"Hey! I did it!" Lana laughed as she looked down at the finished diaper on Angelia.

Sven sat in his room, running his fingers over his guns. He sighed as he started putting them into his briefcase. Sarah had taken a couple of spare parts to fix her rifle to compensate for her lack of a second arm. She didn't want to be useless again. Downing another shot of vodka, he put a cigarette in his lips and muttered softly to himself.

Evana walked in his room and smirked. "Thanks for not lighting up."

He looked up at her and smirked. "I'm not doing it for you. I can't find my lighter."

"Right," she said and sat down. "I heard you were removed from command."

He smirked at that. "That's a matter of opinion. Xavier and Maverick both think I was too mean, but neither one of them have ever really had to command people and have their lives in your hand. I may not like any of you, but I don't want your ghosts haunting me cause you died due to my mistake."

"Maverick has been a leader before. To say he hasn't proves that you know nothing," she took the vodka and drank a bit of it.

"What it proves is his inability to do what needs to be done. Xavier wants us to save the world. That's fine so long as I get paid. I'm not going to baby sit the others though. If they can't carry their own weight, they'll just end up dying. If they go home now then they don't have to."

Evana stood. "One day you are going to look back at this and realize that... You know what," she opened the door, "you're not worth it anymore. Why bother coming back if you're just going to be a twenty-four hour dick. If you don't play well with others, get the fuck out." She closed the door behind her and walked to her room. "Panties off," she said to Sarah.

Sarah looked at her and smirked. "Make me," she teased.

Skyla opened Maven's door and smiled at him. "Hey..."

"Hey. What all did Maverick say?"

"He wants us to stay. He thinks we can be useful."

He hesitated as he heard this. "And uh...what do you want to do?"

"I want to help...even if it's just the small things."

"I'll be honest.... I really don't want to go on this next mission."

She sat down on his bed. "Oh..." she said softly.

He saw the look on her face and sighed. "But if you want to go...I don't see why we can't."

"We? Are you going just because I want to?"

"I don't think I could handle just sitting around here while you're getting shot at."

She blushed. "Why do you always say things that are so sweet..."

He quirked an eyebrow and smiled. "I...didn't think that was exactly sweet...but I'm glad that you liked it."

"I won't go if you don't want to."

"It's okay. I can see the look in your eyes. You'd feel like you were betraying them if you didn't go."

She pushed his hair from his face. "Yeah...I would."

"Then we'll go. What's the worst than can happen?”

She pressed her forehead to his. "Maybe when we return you will have fallen in love with me."

He hesitated as she said this. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her lips. "Maybe," he whispered.

With her mind slowly being trained, she could block out the things she didn't want to know and let the other things in more fluently. Because of that, she could see the pasts of everyone in the house, up to twenty four hours of real time. She had seen the conversation about Maven not loving her, but she was ok with that. He still wanted to go away with her, and to her, that was enough.

He held her close while closing his eyes, his mind thinking of their mission. For some reason he felt sick to his stomach at the thought of it. He felt nervous, more so than usual. Could it be because he was planning to leave and not have to deal with it.

Skyla laid back on the bed, pulling him with her. "We need to rest up."

He nodded against her. "Yes," he whispered against her neck.

She tapped his nose. "Open the window. Zenith will be coming in, in about ten minutes."

"You're getting better with that," he said, his hand moving, the window opening at his command.

"And so are you."

"Simple gestures I can do. Just don't ask me to start juggling people," he teased.

"In about ten minutes...my clothes are going to be on the floor..." she blushed.

Maven's cheeks turned blood red as she said that. "You mean I'm going to have you naked," he said as he kissed her throat.

"Maybe..."

"But you just saw it?" His hands slid down her legs.

She shivered. "I didn't see who took the clothes off..." she grew slight. Closing her eyes, she focused on not looking ahead. She was already seeing his lips on her body.

He let his hands slip beneath her night gown, running along the length of her panties as he pulled her night gown up inch by inch. Her lips parted slightly while she took a heavy breath. Slowly her hands went to his shirt and started pulling it up. He smiled as she tugged at his shirt. His lips found her neck, sucking and biting to leave his mark on her, pulling away only when she slipped his shirt off. Skyla placed her hand on the back of his head. Her hand running through his hair. Moving closer to him she could feel the tingles in her body. This would be the second time he and she had been intimate. Once his shirt was off, he slowly pulled the night gown over her head. He couldn't help but to smile as he watched her breasts move with the movement. Tossing the gown onto the ground, he leaned forward and let his tongue flick over her nipple. Skyla closed her eyes again as she blushed. Her hands moved over his chest, feeling each muscle. Tracing them, she let her fingers move down to his pants. Slowly, she undid them then pushed him on his back. Crawling over him, her lips locked with his, fireworks setting off. Cupping his face, she pressed her body to his while her hips rocked against his.

He was surprised to suddenly be on the bottom. His eyes closed and his tongue thrust itself into her mouth. His hands slid over her back, cupping her ass as he forced her hips down against him while they grinded, his already rigid cock pressing against her through their underwear. Skyla broke the kiss and sat back on him. Her eyes locked on his hips as she worked his pants down. Locks of brown pooled over his body. He moaned and squirmed, her hair tickling his flesh. He rose his hips so that she could work his pants off of him, his bulge all but rubbing against her face. Skyla blushed and moved up his body. She placed light kisses on his collar bone and chest as she straddled his hips again. He nearly whimpered as she put weight on his throbbing cock. Looking up at her, his hands slid into the back of her panties, rubbing her ass and sliding to the front to rub her. She sat back, throwing her hair back. Her hands went to his boxers and started pulling them down. As his cock was freed he gasped, pre cum was already drizzling down his cock in anticipation of what was to come. Skyla took a deep breath. She moved down over him again and pressed her lips to his. Shaking hands moved over his body trying to get the courage to touch his hardened manhood. His lips washed over her, massaging and nibbling her succulent lips. All the while his hips grinded upward, his cock pressing against her stomach. She moved up his body a bit more, pressing his length against her clit. Slowly and steady, her hips rocked, rubbing against him.

He moaned as he felt her grind against his cock. His hands fisted her flesh as he rubbed harder. Her breathing picked up on his neck and she bit her lip. Sitting up, her shaking hands went to her panties. His eyes met hers. He moved her hands from her panties to his cock, gently moving them against it so that he could take her panties off. She blushed brightly as she looked at her hands on his cock. It was hot under her touch and pulsating. She could feel the pre cum sticking to her palms. He started to slide her panties down her thighs, his hips moving up, sliding his cock up and down slowly in her hands. She moved her hands down and up, following his rhythm while she tried not to blush so hard. Maven bit his lip as she did that. He tried hard not to moan, but her soft hands against his cock felt so good. He closed his eyes, his hands leaving her panties as he started to buck his hips faster. As he bucked her body bounced up and down on him. Her breasts bounced on her chest and she looked at his face, watching the pleasure.

He bit his lip, his eyes meeting hers. A moan forced its way out of his mouth. His hands reached up, cupping her bouncing breasts and kneading them while pushing for his own release. She moaned sweetly as his hands messaged her breasts. She moved her hands faster on him.

"Yes!" he gasped, surprised by his own outburst as her hands stroked him faster. His face was flushed both from embarrassment and his growing tension in his cock. He squirmed beneath her grip. "I'm close."

She smiled as he cried out. Her hands increased its pace again. Before he could tell her to stop he gasped, his cock throbbing in her hands while globs of cum shot onto her face and chest. Skyla sat back in between his legs. She was shocked. She didn't expect that to happen. Her hands were sticky and so were her chest and face.

His breathing slowed and he looked up at her, blushing as he saw his mess. "Sorry," he whispered.

"Um...maybe I should take a shower?" she asked as she tried wiping her cheek.