City in the Sky

"Okay, nobody important to me, but you'll find out more later."

"Hurting him doesn't get you anything."

"Maybe not now. Well, I guess it all depends on if he lives."

I bit the inside of my cheek hard and forced myself not to get emotional.

"Oh well, so, I don't suppose you're ready to give me back my files, are you?"

"Why do you even want them? 99% of the information won't matter in 5 months."

"But after the apocalypse, it will matter again."

"40% of it will matter."

"Still. None of the less, I would like them back. 40% is better than nothing."

"I can't just give them back."

"I'll provide anything you need."

"Laptop and Privacy."

"Deal. You'll get your own room with a queen sized bed and two laptops. Also, a t.v., in case you get bored and need a break. The staff will always be on call, in case you need anything, such as food, blankets, books, all that."

"Awesome. And a bathroom in that room right?"

"Of course!"

"Good cause I've been getting morning sickness."

"And that's why I'm providing the bathroom. Believe it or not, I thought about what you said. I do care about my grandchild."

"Sure you do."
((Brb))

"I do! I promise. I wouldn't be doing this otherwise."

"Why would you? You seem pretty happy about the thought of taking her dad away."

"Because... I don't know, I'm emotionally complex! I don't like Tristan... I tolerate you, but I look forward to the day you give birth."

"Why?!"

I shrugged. "I have respect for you. You are a very smart girl. You've got talent and a bright future. The child has an unrealized potential. Babies can be anything they want to be. Tristan, however, his fate was decided from the day I adopted him. His real name isn't even Tristan!"

"Anyone's fate can be changed at any stage in their life."

I shrugged. "I will keep you updated on Tristan's condition."