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Thursday, May 17, 2012

My Enemy, My Son-An OJ RP (Chp65)

*The phone rings*

Thrax; Hello/

Drix: Hey thrax it's me

Thrax; Yes Drix/

Drix: The cheif has been asking me a lot about ozzy.

Thrax; And your answer to him/

Drix: I havn't said much. He knows ozzy is well loved and taken care of but he doesn't know where he is. He wants to see him. But I told the chefi that's not my call...

Thrax; I'm not liking the idea myself.

Drix: I didn't think you would. T hough Id o promise you that thecheif wouldn' thurt him.

Thrax; What about seeing him as he is/

Drix: I promsie you the cheif would not hurt him.

Thrax; 8in a low voice8 You better. 8hangs up8

*the doorbell rigns.

Thrax; 8looked through the peephole8

*it's drix and the cheif*

Thrax; 8took a deep breathe but opened the door, not showing his face8

Drix: Hey it's us.

Thrax; 8motioned them in8

*they come in*

Cheif: *looks around a bit as he steps into the building*

Thrax; 8kept to the shadows8

Cheif: Who are you?

Thrax; 8looked at Drix8

Drix: *nods*

Thrax; 8stepped out8

Cheif: *takes a step back ins urprise* It's... it's you..

Drix: he's not dangerous cheif.

Thrax; 8narrowed his eyes8

*a cry can be heard from thenursery as ozzy wakes from his nap needing a change*

Thrax; 8brushes past the two and goes upstairs8

Ozzy: *reaches for him tearily*

NS: *wakes a bit, stretching*

Thrax; 8picks him up and checks his diaper8

Ozzy: *soaked*

Thrax; 8gently sets him on the changing table and changes him into a dry diaper8

Ozzy: 8sniffles* dadddyy!

Thrax; *picks him up and cuddles him8

Ozzy: *sniffles into his shoulder*

Thrax; 8rubs his back8

Cheif: * peers in and looks, startled, he had expercted ozxzy to be diffrent but not this diffrent. But that is unmistakbaly him he also looks at how tender Thrax is being with the young virus*

Thrax; 8kisses ozzy's forehead softly8

Ozzy: *sniffles, calming*

Thrax; 8smiled not knowing they were being watched8

Ozzy: *smiles back and cuddles*

NS: *smiles abit at her foster father and brother th en sees the cheif adn bristles, sitting up, she's feeling quite a bit better*

Thrax; 8turned round and growled8

NS: *smiles abit at her foster father and brother th en sees the cheif adn bristles, sitting up, she's feeling quite a bit better*

Cheif: *in a gentle voice8 It's alright.

Thrax; 8held his children close8

NS: *lets out a soft sound that almost sounds like a growl*

Ozzy: *looks at Ns, starteld and al ittle confused, he's never heard his sister make that noise before*

Thrax; Also seemed surprised8

Cheif: It's alright young lady.... I won't hurt you.

Thrax; *gave a small nod to her8

Ozzy: *hears the familiar voice and looks up* Ch... cheif?

Cheif: *nods*It's me ozzy..

Thrax; 8narrowed his eyes8

Cheif:*soflty* ozzy... is that really you? *reaches out to lightly touch the cell's face*

Thrax; 8drew back holding Ozzy close8

cheif" I won't hurt him Thrax.

Thrax; 8still narrowed his eyes8

NS: *still growls a little*

Thrax; 8held his children close8

Ozzy: *looks at the cheif, clinging to Thrax and tearing up a little*

Cheif: Shhh... Ozzy... *pets his cheek* it's ok.

Thrax; 8snarled8

Cheif: *pulls his hadn back abit when Thras snarls, admittedly startled*

Thrax; 8narrowed his eyes8

Cheif:*feeling rather brave reaches out again and brushes the tears from Ozzy's cheeks* It's alright kid. *strokes the other side ofhis face8 Shhh.. dont' cry.

Thrax; 8held his son close8

Cheif: *has a better look at NS and is additonallky startled, she doesn't look at all like a virus or a cell*

Thrax; 8wrapped part of his coat round her8

Cheif: You're..

Drix: HIs daughter Cheif.

Thrax; 8looked over at the cold pill8

Drix: She's his child. Period.

Thrax; 8wrapped his free arm round his daughter8

NS: 8nuzzles Thrax and keeps her eyes on the cheif*

Cheif: Doesn't like strangers much does she?

Thrax; 8shook his head8

ozzy: *looks up at his former boss and then reaches for him a little*

Thrax; 8patted his back8

Cheif: *chuckles a little* Your'e still a sweet kid...

Thrax; 8cocked a brow8

Ozzy: *softly* You were always so hard on me... *sniffles* And yelling at me..

Thrax; 8growled8

Cheif: *sighs* Aww ozzy... c'mere... *holds his arms out*

Thrax; 8snarled8

Cheif: I"m not gonna hurt him Thrax.

Thrax; 8kept his son close8

Cheif: C'mere Ozzy it's ok...

Ozzy: *looks up at the cheif then slowly reaches forh im.

Thrax; 8looked at his son8

Cheif: *continues to hold his armsout to ozzy*

Ozzy: *looks up at Thrax.

Thrax; 8sighed then gently handed ozzy to the chief8

Cheif: *takes him into his arms and holds him gently*

Thrax; 8kept close watch8

Cheif: *softly* it's alright now ozzy... I'm sorry... It's alright don't cry.... good boy... *pats his back*

8whimpering and soft sobbing could be heard from the nursery8

Cheif: *looks up a bit* How many children are here?

Thrax; Several. 8he saw his 'sisters' come up8

Cheif nods a little ands starts to rock ozzy*

8the females glared at him but wento tend to their children8

Cheif: *pats ozzy on the back, his experiance with his own children showing*

8a few of the females allowed their children to nurse while the others changed theirs8

Ozzy: Daddy? Where' smama?

8at that moment Sapphire came into the room then hissed when she saw the chief8

NS: *looks up as her mother come sin*

Sapphire; 8stepped beside her mate and daughter8

NS: *stops her odd sounding growls once sapphire is in t here*

8the two viruses glared at him8

Cheif: *tries to ignore them but he can't help but be nervous, knowing that these are two powerful viruses*

Ozzy: *starts to suck his thumb*

8their sisters finish up then leave the room with their children8

NS: *watches the cheif with ozzy*

Thrax; 8held her close8

Cheif: What's her name?

Thrax; Northstar.

Cheif: Pretty name.

Thrax; 8lifted his daughter into his arms8

Chief: *reaches a hand to her a bit*

Thrax; 8pulled back8

Drix: Cheif pleaes don't push him.

Thrax; 8narrowed his eyes8

Drix: *softly* If there's anything I know about Thrax... he will protect his cihldren...

Thrax; 8stroked Northstar's hair8

NS: *nuzzles his hand a little*

Thrax; 8kisses her forehead8

Drix: *gently strokes the back of NS' head, unable to help it*

Thrax; 8gave a low growl8

Drix: Thrax you know I won't hurt her...

Thrax; 8kept his eyes narrowed8

Drix: *ignores the over protective virus and istarts to pet NS' hair*

Thrax; 8held her close8

Drix: *smiles* I'm glad she seesm to be feeling ebtter.

Thrax; She'll make a full recovery.

Drix: 8nods* I'm glad. *she had been pretty ill when he met her and she seems to be fighting the infection well*

NS: *though ahs begun to give Thrax more trouble about the medicine she still needs to take by injection now that she's feeling better*

Thrax; 8stroked her hair8

NS: 8nuzzles his hand*

Thrax; 8kissed her forehead softly8

NS: 8relaxes a little and lets Drix pat her back*

Thrax; 8looked towards ozzy8

Ozzy: *has his eyes half closed as the cheif pats his back in a manner only an experianced father can*

Cheif: *softly* there you go... good boy ozzy.

Thrax; 8still felt uneasy8

Cheif: *softly as Ozzy seems to have fallen asleep* Heh... He's always been a lot like a little kid... I can't count the number of times when he disobeyed orders and flounced the rules that I wanted to just turn him over my knee and spank him...

Thrax; 8raised a brow8

Cheif: He puts everything into what he loves though... devotes his all to it... Whether or not anyone else on the force wanted to admit it he was a good cop and a good cell. *pats the sleeping young virus' back* I admit I'll miss having him on the force. Who knows... maybe when he grows up again we'll see him there once more. *smiles fondly* He's a good boy... and I know he'll make you proud.

Thrax; 8lightly stroked his son's cheek8 I know he will.

Ozzy: 8nuzzles Thrax's hand in his sleeP* *sucks his thumb*

Thrax; 8smiled soft;u8

NS: *nuzzles Thrax a little*

Thrax; 8cuddled her8

Cheif: Heh.. is he purring?

Ozzy: *purrs in his sleep*

Thrax; 8nods8 It's what our kind does.

cheif: *patting ozzy's back* Do you worry that his teeth will become crooked from sucking his thumb like that?

Thrax; 8chuckled, removing ozzy's thumb and replaced it with his pacifier8

Ozzy: *sucks on it hapily*

Thrax; 8smiled, stroking his son’s hair8

Ozzy: *cuddles a little though lets otu a distingt, I need a new diaper' sounding whimper*

Cheif: heh... I think he just filled his diaper... *knows enough about viruses to know that when they turn cells the cells become quite infantile*

Thrax; 8set Northstar down then took ozzy into his arms8

Ozzy: *wakes* Daddi? *talking aroudn the pacifier*

Thrax; 8gently rubbed his back then carried him to the bathroom, checking his diaper8

Ozzy: *just wet*

Ozzy: 8reaches for him once he's dry*

Sapphire: 8smiles* Bring him here so he can nurse.

Thrax; 8smiled, handing ozzy to his wife and went to get Northstar8

Sapphire: *smiles and plucks the pacifier from ozzys' mouth to let the youngster nurse*

Thrax; 8lifted Northstar into his arms8

NS: *wraps her armsa rond him*

Cheif: *looks at her again*

Thrax; 8strokes her hair8

NS: *nuzzles his hand and peers over at the cheif*

Drix: *gently to her* He's a good man. It's alright.

Thrax; 8nuzzled his daughter8

NS: *nuzzles him back, cooing softly*

Cheif: *softly* I've got kids of my own actually... Believe me... I understand the need to protect your children.

Thrax; 8looked at him8

Cheif: *softly* I know I'd die for my kids... and I'd kill anyone who tried to hurt them...

Thrax; 8nodded then carried Northstar downstairs8

*Drix adn the cheif follow*

Cheif: I promise Thrax... I won't do anything to endanger your family.

Thrax; Good. 8sat next to his wife8

NS: *rests her head on his shoulder

Thrax; 8stroked her hair8

Cheif: I'd best head out

Thrax; Alright.

Cheif: Goodnight.

Thrax; Goodnight.

Cheif: *heads out*

Drix: I should go as well. Have a good night Thrax.

Thrax; You to Drix.

Drix: *smiles and kisses Ozzy on the forehead then pats NS on the shoulder, her good one of course*

Thrax; 8patted her back8

Drix: *heads out as well*

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