Hey I did a drawing and wrote a short ficlet for something that occurs at some point during my Chimera AU for Project Blue Book. Have some depression :)
Reunion
They walked through the dingy lab, Michael's electrified hand serving as a flashlight in the dark. Dread settled into Allen's stomach as he tried not to remember all of the horrors he had suffered through during The Chimera Project.
The two flinched as a mechanical hissing sound rang through the empty halls, sounding far too familiar. Slowly, they made their way to the source of the noise. It was coming from a room Allen didn't recognize— one of the many doors he was never allowed anywhere close to.
What met their eyes was nothing short of horrifying.
Medical tables covered in dried blood, dozens of sharp instruments lined up along the walls, and no shortage of biohazard cleaning stations. What was the most shocking, though, was the large creature suspended in a mysterious fluid within a large tank, lit only by a dim green light.
Allen stepped towards it as Michael examined the tables, shocked. The creature's alien features mirrored his own, large ears and antennae folded back in sorrow, matching the pained expression frozen on its face. The bulbs of its antennae and smattering of freckles, which shone a deep blue in Allen's own reflection, had gone dark. There was no light in the unseeing eyes, and the professor felt a deep sorrow pulling him towards the creature, pressing a hand to the glass.
Suddenly he was swept away by an onslaught of emotion; pain, fear, loss— but, above all, he felt love.
Through the connection he had made with this creature, he felt the love of a mother who had lost her child. The loss of a child she'd never gotten to know, because it was never really hers. He felt her sorrow as she used her last thoughts to send a message to the child she'd never meet.
“My dearest child, I'm so sorry I will never get to know you. I'm so sorry I'll never get to teach you about your home, or your people. There are so many things I want to show you, but I don't have much time left on this plane. I hope you can make your way out of this horrible place, and make a life for yourself worth living; and, if you're ever around to hear this message… I want you to know that I love you. So very, very much. I will always love you. I want you to know how much I love you.”
His hand snapped back, tears he hadn't realized he'd shed falling down his face. Michael walked over, looking up at the tank.
“Woah… the hell is that thing?”
“My mother…” Allen muttered, voice breaking. By now, the tears he was shedding were his own as he realized what they'd found. This was the room where he was made. Where they took this creature's DNA and forced it into him, forcing some poor woman to foster a child she'd never know. The bloody table was where he was removed, the sink on the wall where he was cleaned off before being thrown into a metal crib and treated like a science experiment for most of his life.
“Oh my god, Doc, I'm so sorry, I— I didn't—”
“No, it's ok, I just…” He paused, wiping the tears from his face. “Her last words… she told me she loved me. She used her last words to tell me she loved me…”
“She did? You mean with your weird... telepathy thing?”
Hynek nodded, a sob wracking his shoulders as Michael wrapped him in an embrace, letting the hybrid cry into his shoulder.
“Allen, I'm so sorry, I— I shouldn't have made you bring me here, I shouldn't—”
“N— no, it's… I'm glad I came back. I'm glad I got to… at least now I know. That she loved me.” He sniffled, pulling away and wiping his eyes. “I'm glad I at least got to hear her say she loved me.”
Michael pulled him out of the room, sitting him down in the hallway and listening intently as he explained what he felt. He described her voice, and what he saw in her fragments of memories. She'd died in pain, but she was glad that she had at least been able to see her son. Just once.
He cried because he would never get to know her, or see the place she called home, or learn about the culture he had come from. He cried because he wished she had been there to see him grow up, to guide him as he chased the stars. He cried because he should have tried to break her out with him. Because he had come back too late.
“Well, I can't tell you much, but I do know one thing.” The captain paused, intertwining their hands and wiping a stray tear from Allen's cheek, freckles glowing a dark indigo. “She'd be damn proud of you, Doc. She'd be proud that you got out, that you dedicated your life to finding out who you are and where you came from. That you studied the stars because they were what you were passionate about… that you found someone else that loves you even half as much as she did, and that you made yourself a life you're happy in.”
Michael leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead and coaxing a smile from his lips, tears still dancing in his eyes.
"Thank you Michael... Can we get out of here now?" Allen asked, earning a laugh from his partner as he guided them out of the lab, a large weight seemingly lifted from their shoulders.
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