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Wish Shift: Chapter Eight
Pathways
Year 1 A.S. Day 46
Jenny heard the car pull into her lot in the dim glow of light just
before dawn. She had been up until almost midnight the night before and
had needed to rush to the toilet sometime in the early morning hours to
deal with a bout of morning sickness. Those had been coming less
frequently this last week and she was starting to hope that she may be
close to parting ways with this particular aspect of being a woman soon.
Leaning over the toilet with vomit fouling her hair she wished it would
hurry up and do that.
After it was over she cleaned herself and quickly sank back into sleep.
She looked over at the small clock and saw it was just before seven A.M.
just as the dawn was creeping through the small window. She had slept
later than normal today. Usually her internal clock woke her up between
five thirty and a little after six. Just like dad she had remained an
early riser. She heard the car doors close, steps coming closer and then
a gentle knock on the door. She opened the door and was not surprised
that it was both mom and dad. Kira had said they were coming in the
morning and they must have either driven very fast or gotten up sometime
around four A.M. to have gotten here by now.
A few minutes after they had come in, the door opened and Kira and Dianne
followed them in. Jenny reassured them that she felt much better this
morning and that, while it had been a shock to find out about the twins.
The conversations she had with both Kira and Dr. Warren had given her
some foundation afterward and she was starting to feel much less anxious.
She could see her mom visibly relax as she was telling them this. The
tension in his brow and in his shoulders started to lessen. Her father
seemed even more visibly relieved, which was a mark of how worried she
was to Jenny. She usually had a much harder time being sure when dad
really was worried about something.
Dad said that maybe they should just all go and get something to eat
since everyone was up now and it was a little cramped with all of them
gathering in the small common room of Jenny's trailer. She asked if there
was an open place nearby and Jenny told them that they could go to Bob's.
It was already open and she could go from there to her morning
appointment at nine pretty quickly. Dad said that they would just wait in
here while the rest of them finished getting dressed to go out.
Jenny was already in her small room and shuffling through her clothes
when she realized that it was the first time she had seen dad wearing a
dress. She made another mental note to discretely compliment her on how
she looked sometime later and to also warn Kira not to open her mouth
about it, if Dianne hadn't already.
She was having more and more difficulty in finding things that she could
wear the last few days. Except for one or two pairs, every pair of pants
or shorts that she owned could no longer close and if they did, they were
too uncomfortable to wear for long. Several of her dresses were now
starting to feel too tight in her mid-section and one was too small to
wear outright.
She sadly began throwing them into the corner with the growing pile of
unwearable clothing that seemed to be getting larger each day. She
finally settled on a short black skirt she hadn't worn yet that was still
loose. It went down to her mid thigh, but was still shorter than anything
she had worn before. With a short white shirt that left a few inches of
her belly exposed between the top of the skirt and the bottom of the
blouse she felt she was good for today. She knew that Sonya usually wore
stockings with this sort of outfit, so she rooted around in a drawer
until she found where she had put them and found a pair that matched what
she had on fairly well. She started to put on her bra and found out that
this morning, it too was starting to become too tight.
She sighed and tossed it in the pile and started cycling through all of
her bras until she found one that still fit her somewhat comfortably. She
looked in the mirror and she didn't know why she should have been, but
she was surprised to see that her breasts were now visibly larger. She
finished dressing, put on her glasses again and looked herself over in
the mirror before stepping out. For a moment it felt like her heart
stopped. She remembered when Sonya had bought this outfit and seeing
herself in the mirror like this brought her absence rushing back to her.
Her hands shifted down without thought to cradle the slightly visible
curve of her belly that showed so much easier in this outfit. She
murmured Sonya's name to herself and sat down to let the shaky feeling
she had pass before she went out. Her mom knocked on the sliding door a
few minutes later and she told him she was just finishing up and would be
out in a few minutes.
She picked up the broad floppy sun hat she had bought for Sonya the first
time they visited the beach and carried it out with her. She had lipstick
in her murse already and after they finished eating she would at least
put that on today.
"What took you so long?" Kira asked her. Both her and Dianne were already
finished and waiting. Then Kira took a double take when she realized what
Jenny was wearing. "Damn sis, I think that's the sexiest thing I've seen
you wear so far," she said.
Jenny felt her cheeks heat up a little, but not as much as she might have
thought they would.
"Kira's right," Dianne said. "You're looking pretty hot this morning."
Jenny realized inadvertently that she had managed to completely divert
attention from dad coming to see them wearing a dress.
"I think I have to face getting some new clothes in the next week or so,"
she said. I think I'm getting down to my last few things and now most of
my bras are getting too tight to wear."
Danny nodded knowingly. "I remember that happening to me the first time.
I was wondering just how long you would be able to go before it would
start being an issue for you," he said.
"Do you have enough clothing left or do you want to go get some things
this afternoon?" he asked.
"I think I can go a few days before it's a real issue," she answered.
"Do you want to see about finding some things when I come back next
week?" he said.
"Yeah, let's do that then," Jenny said, nodding and reaching for her
purse and keys.
He smiled slyly at Jenny. "I told you your little figure wouldn't get out
of this alive."
Jenny rolled her eyes."Don't remind me," she said and followed Kira's
snickering form out the trailer door to the car.
She rode with mom and dad to Bob's. Kira and Dianne were following behind
them in their car.
There were a few people in Bob's when they got there, but they didn't
have any trouble finding a table and in the conversation over breakfast
the three of them brought Danny and Sam up to speed as far as they knew.
Danny shook his head when they told him about how Dr. Waverly couldn't
get the baby to give her a good chance to find out if it was a boy or a
girl.
"That one will either be really shy or stubborn as hell," he said.
"Either way you may have to keep an eye on them both," Dad snorted a
little and looked across to Kira and Jenny.
"I think we both know which one it is," Sam said to Danny.
Mom and dad said that they would go and get a hotel room for the night
and leave sometime the next day. Dad needed to get back. Her forewoman
had opened up for her today, but she felt that now, having made certain
that Jenny was fine, she needed to get back to work. Mom, Kira and Dianne
said they would go with Jenny to the institute this morning while Sam
took the other car and took care of that.
As she was putting on her lipstick in the bathroom, Jenny noticed that
with a full stomach, the three month curve of her belly was much more
apparent. She idly wondered how much larger she would become by the end
of the next six months and promptly shuddered, even as she tried and
failed to imagine it. She couldn't match what she had seen other women
look like with the woman facing her in the mirror.
"Your sister is looking much better today," said Bob when Kira went up to
pay the check. "Pretty damned cute too this morning, I don't think you
could have kept me off of her in my younger days."
"Yeah, she's feeling a lot better this morning." She looked back at Jenny
walking out the door with mom, dad and Dianne. "And yes she is. I'd have
had a hard time staying away myself back in the day," she admitted.
He handed Kira her change. "You tell her to take care of herself and
those little ones," he said.
Kira thanked him and went outside to join everyone else waiting in the
cars.
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Year 1 A.S. Day 46
The institute was a large low building made from white painted cinder
block and concrete. What it had been before they turned it to this
particular use Jenny couldn't tell. It was large enough to have had any
number of uses she thought. They walked quietly into the hall leading to
the central atrium and let the reception desk know that she had arrived.
The man at the desk pointed mom, Kira and Dianne to the waiting area when
the woman they sent for Jenny arrived to escort her. They went up to the
third floor and after passing through a couple of turns in the hallway
arrived at a small conference room.
The two doctors she was supposed to meet were already waiting for her and
both of them rose and walked around the table to greet her when she
entered. Her escort went back through the door closing it behind her.
The taller doctor was an extremely thin black woman whose hair was in
braids that hung loosely down both sides of her face. She introduced
herself as Dr. Min Luo of Renmin university in Beijing. She explained
that she was researching long term memory and if it was possible for
those who had switched to access it. Dr. Min had been male researcher who
had switched with a Congolese woman who was studying in Beijing.
The second doctor introduced herself as Mika Nakamura. She too had been
male and was the great-grandson of a Nisei member of the 442nd Regimental
Combat Team in World War Two. She was now about thirty-two years old with
extremely pale white skin and short curly red hair from her new Irish
heritage. She was also a dwarf and only stood as high as Jenny's chest.
It was a strange sensation for Jenny to actually be taller than someone
for a change and she already felt a strong upwelling of sympathy and
solidarity toward Dr. Nakamura. She told Jenny that she was the head
researcher for this part of the team and that her field of study was
behavioral psychology. Jenny hoped that she would have a good
relationship with these two doctors as she had so far with the others,
especially since she would be seeing them almost daily for the next few
months.
"Ms. Minton, we would like to start with a simple test this morning if
you feel up to it," Dr. Nakamura said.
Jenny nodded and said that she was.
"I understand that you have a limited understanding of spoken Mandarin.
Is that correct?" Dr. Min asked her.
Jenny answered that is was.
"How limited would you estimate that you are?" Dr. Min asked.
"I know a few basic things and I've picked up some others here and there
while I was living in China," Jenny answered.
Dr. Min picked up some cards from in front of her.
"I'd like you to answer in Chinese the correct word if you know it. Just
answer if you do and don't worry if you don't," she said in melodious,
barely accented English.
She dropped the first card and Jenny automatically said "Huang" seeing
the yellow card behind it.
She dropped the next card. Jenny looked at it. "Shan," she said at the
image of a mountain. The next card was red and she answered, "Hong,"
quickly and then, "Yu mi," at the next one of corn. They quickly shifted
through the remaining cards. Jenny couldn't answer more than half of
them, but she was moderately pleased that she had remembered as much as
she did. From the choices she presented to her, Dr. Min had selected the
most probable simple vocabulary that a foreigner was most likely to know.
Dr. Min was also looking somewhat pleased and looked over to Dr. Nakamura
to explain. "Thank you Ms. Minton. You have already helped us confirm
something that we suspected."
"That my knowledge of Chinese is atrocious?" she joked. Both of the
doctor's snickered at her self-depreciating effort.
"That too," Dr. Min said smiling.
"But even with your limited vocabulary, you may not be aware of it, but
you were using perfect pronunciation of the words that you did know," Dr.
Nakamura continued.
"Moreover," Dr. Min said, "Even with such limited vocabulary I could hear
strong traces of a Hunan accent in your Chinese."
"I'm not sure what you mean by that," Jenny said. " I learned most of my
Chinese from Sonya and she was from Hunan."
"That's one of the things, that we are interested in finding out Ms.
Minton," Dr. Nakamura said.
"One of the questions that has plagued us since the extent of the Shift
was understood was the vast number of people who found themselves
transported mentally and housed in bodies not their own. One of the most
common things we found is that, unless you are very old, very young or
damaged in your brain in some way, after the Shift we still were able to
access memories, skills, abilities that were mentally dependant and so
forth. For many of the world's religions this is conclusive proof of the
existence of a soul and there are few in the scientific community now who
would venture to disagree with that."
"Now take yourself for instance. You had a long list of things that you
learned to do during the course of your life. Yet, now you are in a
younger, female body and you find that the things you know are still
intact, there are no gaps in your memory. If you played, say the guitar,
you would still know how to do that. You may have to build callus on your
fingertips and adjust to the differences in how your fingers are now in
relation to how they were before, but you could still play."
"The thing about memory is that a lot of it is forged in the physical
spaces as well. Some people have compared the exchange between two people
caught in the Shift as switching their hard drives, but we think that it
may be deeper than that. Now Ms. Feng had spent just as much of her
lifetime forging certain mental connections as you have, the difference
is in some primary ways what was being connected."
"Since language is one of the first and most deeply engraved skills
almost every person learns, we want to see if you can benefit from Ms.
Feng's knowledge of Chinese and if you can access it. We want to measure
the rate of the level of learning that you display in learning to speak
Mandarin Chinese in a casual context. Our idea is that when you are
learning your first language, connections are made physically in your
brain. As you use them and add to them they connect more quickly and you
use them with less effort. The pathways form a more efficient network and
more can be connected until you achieve mastery of your language. This is
all connected to the Broca's Area in everyone's brain."
"We believe that those pathways are still present in your physical mind
and that it may be possible for you to access them. Kind of like how the
first person into the wilderness blazes a trail and used it until it
becomes a road. Once the road has been created anyone can use it. If we
can provide evidence that it can be done we may be able to develop rapid
learning techniques that can be applied to every shifted person. And in
the case of those like your son, create a means of helping them develop
and use the pathways already created by, in this case, yourself, rather
than wait for them to try to connect new pathways in the reduced lifespan
that they have."
"Right now the rest of our team is monitoring your son and providing the
usual stimulation that a newborn would receive and from what we have been
able to see so far. Your son's development and response is what we could
reasonably expect. But already we are seeing independent actions taken by
him that indicates that he is far ahead of a similar newborn who did not
switch. Within days of his arrival here, his hand and leg movements began
to show signs of purposeful direction and his eyes showed similar
response. If I were to estimate a developmental rate with a similar
newborn I would say your son is currently about 4 months old and that is
just in the last 6 weeks," she said.
"We have reason to believe that your son's learning curve is also
accelerating from what we have been able to observe," Dr. Min added
quietly.
Jenny was flabbergasted. "What does this mean for him?" she said slowly,
not even sure that it was the right question to ask as well as feeling
some mild uneasiness at hearing others refer to her body as her son, even
though she knew that's what he was.
"That's what we're hoping to find out," Dr. Min answered. "The thing is
when you are born you go through stages of cognitive development. Your
son has been placed in a body where the brain has matured long before the
consciousness has. If we can find some way to assist that consciousness
to make use of what it has at its disposal, we may be able to help your
son and those like him to successfully use what they have. If we can't we
may see the mental equivalent of setting a ten year old behind the wheel
of a grand prix racer and telling them to push as hard as they can on the
pedal so we can watch them crash."
"If we can figure out how to help them, your son may be able to live an
independent life in as little as ten years, perhaps sooner. But we need
the help of you and the few like you to determine if that is even
possible," Dr. Min concluded.
"That's...that's a lot to ask," she said feeling the pressure inside her
increase as she processed just what it was they were asking her to do and
what could depend on it.
"But will you do it?" Dr. Nakamura asked her.
"I'll try," she said after she considered it for a minute.
"Let's get started then," Dr. Min said, reaching for the pile of cards
that she could not answer.
Dr. Min took her over the cards three times. The first time she only got
a couple of them right, the second time most of them and with the third
attempt she was at around ninety-five percent correct. She put them away
and said that she would ask her to identify them again at some point in
the future and not to study any of the words before that time. She
repeated the exercise with a new set of vocabulary and by the time that
Jenny left for the day she was already scoring seventy-five to eighty
percent correct. They decided to halt then and asked her to come in at
the same time tomorrow.
She went out to where the family was waiting. Kira was waiting for her,
but Dianne and mom were gone. "I took them to Java Jolts," she said,
naming the coffee shop near Bob's. They said that you would probably be
in there for a while, so I said I'd wait for you."
Jenny said that it was fine and they left to pick them up. Even though
Dr. Min had told her not to review or to try to remember the words they
went over. Jenny still would occasionally find the Chinese words bubble
up in her thoughts the rest of the day. She spent the evening just
talking with her mom. When he asked her what they were interested in, she
kept it somewhat quiet. She only said that they were wanting to see how
quickly she learned Chinese, but she didn't say why it was important to
them. Mom got a puzzled look for a moment and then decided that it was
something that could wait for later to talk about. Jenny went to sleep
fairly early that night and she fell asleep quickly.
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Year 1 A.S. Day 46
The pretty Chinese girl came around again he saw. This time she came from
that big complex at the edge of the medical park. She came into the
coffee shop and spent about an hour speaking with the two women he'd seen
her with before and an older man he hadn't seen before. While they were
talking, he overheard them talking about some tests that she was taking
part in tomorrow. He watched her leave in the sexy short black skirt and
the short white top. She had a little bit of a belly, but she looked
gorgeous to him today, particularly the way that black skirt framed her
perfect little ass as she walked away. She didn't have much up top, like
her friends did, but that ass was spectacular. He was definitely going to
keep an eye out for her. From what it sounded like she would be here
every day for the next few weeks. He'd have to try to get hold of the guy
he was thinking of yesterday again. He still hadn't gotten back to him.
He watched her firm, petite ass sway all the way to the car and he knew
he'd definitely be looking out for her tomorrow.
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SIX MINUTES!
The warning made me jolt and blink my eyes rapidly a few times. The
vibrations from the engines and the bucking from turbulence shook me wide
awake with recognition. How did I get on a dirty Herc? I had a moment to
wonder before the deck of the C-130 bucked against my boots again. The
stink of the plane crawled all around me. That unholy mixture of sweat,
aviation fuel, old vomit, fear and stress that infested every Air Force
transport plane I have ever set foot on. The equipment strapped to my
body and the confining weight of the parachute I could feel behind me. I
shook my head and recognized the familiar weight of my Kevlar.
Outboard personnel STAND UP!
The order cracked through the droning of the big engines. The men on the
other side of me start shuffling and shrugging their way to their feet.
The man across from me reached out his hand and I clasped it to hold him
steady while he got to his feet.
Inboard personnel STAND UP!
The men to my right and left began struggling to their feet. The man I
had helped to his feet helped pull me to mine. We turned briefly and
flipped up the folding seats so they would be out of the way.
HOOK UP!
I reached over for the heavy clip attached to the thick yellow static
line that snakes over my shoulder and is clipped to my chest harness. No
reserve I noticed. We never jump without a reserve. The only time I did
that was...I know where I am now. I raise the clasp and snap it onto the
cable overhead that runs the length of the cargo plane's interior. I snap
it shut and run the thin wire through the tiny hole at the base so it
stays closed.
CHECK STATIC LINE!
I look up and make sure that the metal hook has locked onto the steel
cable. The wire is through the hole. The yellow nylon line is running
over my bent elbow. The six inch loop is clasped in my hand. All good.
CHECK EQUIPMENT
The order floats back and is echoed by everyone. Even as I am saying the
words my hands are moving over my body. Chin and Velcro straps on the
helmet, check. Harness clasps tight and locked, check, rucksack and
weapons case, check. Static line over my arm with a six inch loop in my
hand check. I look over the pack tray of the man in front of me.
Everything looks good. It can't be this jump I thought, it already
happened, it's over.
SOUND OFF FOR EQUIPMENT CHECK!
I hear a rolling chant of ok coming closer to me from behind. Abruptly I
feel a hard slap on my shoulder and the man behind me shouts OK. My free
hand snaps forward to the shoulder of the man in front of me, Ok barks
out of my mouth. It's my voice I thought, my real voice. What's
happening. Was the Shift a dream? Was Sonya? Did I dream it on the way to
this drop zone?
Far in front of me I can hear the man in the front shouting all ok
jumpmaster. And now we wait. I hear the rumbling thudding sound of the
doors being rolled up and feel the icy blast of fresh air banish the
stale stink of the plane temporarily. It feels so good. It always feels
so good. The overhead cable starts shaking up and down as static lines
are jangled against it. I hear a few of the guys cry "GET SOME!" in the
roaring air. The minute crawls by.
ONE MINUTE!
I tense, I already hear a different rumbling outside of the plane. An
angry, snapping, snarling rumble. It is that jump, I think to myself.
STAND IN THE DOOR!
We start to push forward a few inches, tensing, the plane is bucking even
more and we are bounced against each other, our hands holding the line to
keep us upright. The angry snarling outside the plane is louder.
GREEN LIGHT GO!
The men in front of me start moving forward, waddling with the weight of
everything we carry. I feel myself doing the same thing. The weapons case
bangs against my leg, the heavy upside down ruck thumps against my knees.
I hear the jumpmaster repeating the word go over and over as he send each
man in front of me out. My turn. My hand shoots forward and he takes my
static line, I turn into the door and place my hands where the reserve
would normally be. The blast of wind makes my dress fly up around me as I
step off of the plane. I start the four second count automatically and
reach three before I see that it's just me. Jenny and I'm falling. The
rushing wind is driving the fabric of my dress up to wrap around me. I
can feel the cold bite of the air lashing my thin panties. My hair is
flowing above me, a raven banner against the night sky. I open my mouth
and scream, but no one hears me. The triple A lights the sky, the planes
drone overhead I see the round shapes of deployed parachutes, but I don't
have one. I flail my naked arms and legs against the rushing wind. My
throat is raw already and it's only been seconds in the air. There are
patches of flame and shadow on the ground below me. The ground is coming!
It's coming! It's...
Jenny's scream echoed in the small room. It echoed around as more screams
stuttered from her throat in a hysterical, constant sobbing. She had
bolted upright and her hands were clutched around her belly. Her eyes
were wide open unseeing. The blood drained from her face in her terror.
The sliding door was thrown back and Dianne and Kira tumbled over each
other trying to get in first.
"Jenny, Jenny what's wrong?" they both were saying over and over, but the
only sound Jenny was making was the hysterical screaming that rose and
fell with each ragged breath. They sat on both sides of her and held her
tight against them until the screaming slowed and stopped.
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