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CJ
“I still think you need to go to the doctor to be monitored.” Rezzer’s deep voice carried over the splash of water, and I sighed, putting the back of my head under the hot water and letting the heat stream over me like a caress.
I was standing in the shower tube, rinsing off the time with the Hive. Rezzer and his beast had saved me from the creepy triplets. But still, being held as a breeder to make Hive babies? Yeah, that was something I wanted to forget.
We’d all been seen by the medical staff. I’d had my hand healed by a thing called a ReGen wand. It was an incredible piece of technology. The baby was fine. I was fine. The others were fine, too. Only minor injuries to the ReCon group, and the wand had healed them, too.
But now, Rezzer worried I would need constant medical mon
