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Wish Shift: Chapter Nine
Confrontation
Year 1 A.S. Day 47
Kira and Dianne held Jenny and rocked her as her screams ebbed and faded
into sobs then into soft painful moans. The entire time Dianne was
stroking her hair and making soothing sounds and telling Jenny that they
were here for her. When she mostly stopped shaking, Dianne asked Kira to
go into the little kitchen and brew her some tea. She continued holding
her as the color slowly returned to her face and the trembling passed
into faint jerks and twitches.
When she thought Jenny was calm enough to answer her, she asked her what
had brought on her screaming. Jenny didn't want to tell Dianne
everything, it was still too much to take in. She told her a half-truth.
She told her that the dream was mostly about the Panama jump and that in
it her parachute had failed like it had on her last jump. She told her
about falling helplessly to the ground and seeing it rising up to strike
her just before she woke. Dianne asked Jenny if she would be alright for
a few minutes while she went into the kitchen to check with Kira about
the tea. Jenny nodded that she would be and Dianne gently let her go.
She looked back quickly at Jenny just before she left the room. She was
still a little pale and her oversize t-shirt was soaked from terror-sweat
and tears, but she thought she would be alright for a couple of minutes.
She went into the cramped kitchen and asked Kira if the tea was ready
yet. Kira pointed to the water just beginning to boil and asked her if
Jenny had said anything about it yet.
Dianne nodded her head. "She had a nightmare."
"I know she had a nightmare," Kira said, "the whole neighborhood knows
she had a nightmare. She woke us up and we were outside. How bad was it?"
"It was bad," she said. "She had a flashback to something that happened
on the Panama jump."
"Oh Jesus," Kira said, "as if she doesn't have enough on her already, she
has this too?"
Dianne turned off the water when it started to boil and poured some in a
mug. She dipped the tea bag in and let the tea begin to steep.
"You go back to sleep Kira," she said. "I'll stay with her until she can
get back to sleep."
"I'm not sure I should," she said. "I can just stay back there as well."
"Her room is small enough as it is and she'll need you tomorrow. I can
get some sleep after you guys leave. It's be alright."
"You sure?" Kira asked. Dianne nodded and waved to the door. "We'll be
fine," she said.
Kira handed her the sugar and squeezed around her. She leaned over and
kissed Dianne on the cheek and whispered thanks. On the way out the door
she paused and turned around.
"It's so easy to get wrapped up in how all of this is tearing everything
up. We forget all the scary things from before as well," she said.
She stepped outside and closed the door.
Dianne took the tea back to Jenny and held her while she drank it. This
was not a time for talk, so she just stayed there and let Jenny feel her
by her side until she relaxed enough to finally slide eventually back to
sleep. Dianne kept holding her but she didn't sleep. She held her close
and if she moved she made shushing sounds and stroked her hair. She
didn't know when she did fall asleep but she knew she had when she opened
her eyes and saw light streaming through the window. Jenny was still
motionless in her arms. Her regular breathing soft against Dianne. Dianne
carefully slid away from her and quietly slipped out of the room to see
if Kira was awake yet.
She was. She had already called Danny and Sam to let them know what had
happened when she was certain about them being awake. Their reaction to
the news of Jenny's night terrors was much the same as Kira's and they
started to make plans to stay longer. Kira told them that it was under
control and that they were going to see if Jenny could move up her
appointment with Dr. Warren. Kira reminded them that she and Dianne were
going to still be there for a few more days and that they should maybe
delay leaving a couple of hours if Jenny asked for them. They reluctantly
agreed.
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Year 1 A.S. Day 47
She contacted Dr. Warren and told him as much as she knew and he agreed
that it would be a good idea for her to come in. He told Kira that he
would attend to informing Dr. Min and Dr. Nakamura that there would be
some delay. They let her sleep as long as she could. For Jenny it was a
long time. It was practically nine when she started stirring. Kira and
Dianne were careful to support her as much as possible without trying to
make her feel like an invalid. Once she spoke with Dr. Warren, whatever
he said had seemed to have done some good as well. Within a day or so she
was close to being as they had come to know her, but she was still a
little quiet.
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Year 1 A.S. Day 54
The day before they had to leave Jenny had another appointment with Dr.
Pritchart and Dr. Waverly. When they started to get ready to go with her,
she said that she would like to go alone this time and that she would be
all right. She looked like she was all right. She walked out to the car
wearing one of her few remaining pairs of jeans, a light t-shirt and a
lightweight coat that went mid way down her thighs. She pulled herself up
into the truck, cranked the engine and drove away.
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Year 1 A.S. Day 54
He watched the big black truck pull into the Medical Park. He had seen
the pretty Chinese girl in that before. It had almost become as familiar
in the area as she had. A lot more people knew her by sight now from
constantly seeing her here going to various doctors. All of the previous
times she had always had either the black woman or the shorter blonde
with her, but today she was alone for a change. He picked up the phone
and called and told him that they needed to take care of it today.
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Year 1 A.S. Day 54
Jenny visited Dr. Pritchart first, there hadn't been much difference in
her medically so he told her that she was fine and he would see her the
next time. After that she went to see Dr. Waverly. After giving Jenny
some more advice about how her condition was developing and some of the
things she could expect in the next couple of weeks, she wheeled the
ultrasound in and had another go at the twins. As she froze the frame and
printed out the picture she told Jenny what she had found and that both
of them were still developing normally and she had nothing to worry
about. Jenny tucked the picture into one of the outside pockets in her
murse and left for some lunch before meeting with Dr. Min and Nakamura
that afternoon.
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Year 1 A.S. Day 54
He watched her when she went into Bob's. Bob had taken a shine to the
petite woman and had periodically come over to talk with her when she
stopped in. His buddy had come in just before she finished and looked her
over closely as she walked out from Bob's after she got something to eat.
"That's a fine little piece of woman there," he said watching her swing
into the big truck. "She's got good taste in trucks too," he said.
They watched her turn the truck down the access road and head to the big
institute at the edge of the park. "So when we doing this?" he asked.
"It'll be a couple of hours," he said. "She usually spends about that
long down there."
"Ok, tell me how you want to do this."
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Year 1 A.S. Day 54
Jenny finished up with Dr. Min. She was surprised so far at how well
Jenny was doing. Apparently Dr. Min was on to something. She had already
started speaking with her in simple terms like you would to a small child
and Jenny seemed to be able to retain more than when she had seriously
attempted to learn as James.
The first test that they did was on the set of cards she had worked on
through the first day. Surprisingly for them both she was able to answer
a few that she had missed before. Dr. Min was very insistent that she not
use any form of study or study aid; otherwise it would corrupt their
results. Jenny told her of the involuntary thoughts that she kept having
and Dr. Min found that particularly interesting, but told her not to
worry about it when it happened.
She spent a little time going over how it happened with Jenny trying to
isolate specific triggers and finally told her they just didn't have
enough data yet and asked her to keep noting when it happened. It was mid
afternoon.
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Year 1 A.S. Day 54
She was walking to the truck when she felt rather than saw the two men.
One of them was fairly short, but a little overweight. He was taller than
her by about four inches she thought. The other was a bit lanky, but he
was not that much taller than his friend.
They walked across the street toward the little Chinese woman. There
weren't many people around and those that were, were focused on what was
on their minds. He knew what they were supposed to do, but he also knew
what they had been told specifically.
"Remember, Brother Paul said to be rough," the taller one said.
"I didn't know we were going that far," he said.
"Well we are," he whispered back.
"Hey pretty!" he suddenly said loudly.
Jenny started to tense when the first one started shouting at her. She
forced herself to be calm. She knew that lots of women were terrified at
this kind of thing happening, maybe all of them and they had damned good
reason to be. She knew she should be feeling more fear than she was, but
she also recognized what else she was feeling. The big one was coming at
her faster.
"Hey baby, I just wanna talk," he said, trying to sound like he wasn't
making the threat he was.
"I don't want to talk to you," she said firmly. "Go away."
She started to shift her path to cut across if she needed to so she could
reach her truck.
"I don't think she's being friendly," the other one said. "Maybe we
should show her how to be friendly?"
"Go away," she said again.
"She speaks good English for a fucking gook. Maybe after she learns to be
nice to us, we can let her stay in our country? What you think bro?"
The other one, the shorter one nodded his head as he started to move to
where he could cut her off if she ran. "She's probably one of those half-
bitches, don't know her place yet," he said, looking her over with a
greasy lustful look that made her skin want to crawl into a bleach
shower.
"Oh I'm sure she can learn, she just needs some real men who can show a
little half-bitch gook the right way to treat 'em," he looked Jenny in
the eyes. "And once we show you, you ain't never gonna want to be
anything else," he said with an evil smile.
Jenny felt herself go loose, this was gonna happen. She could feel it
coming, a familiar wave, just like before. She moved a little closer to
where she wanted to be, while they continued to talk about what they were
going to do with her.
"Last chance, guys," she said. "Walk away."
"Oh we'll walk away you fuckin' little gook, but after we do you, you
gonna be walking bowlegged for a week and lovin' every minute of it."
"Just like a little half-bitch should," the other one chimed in.
There was no getting out of this and she didn't want to. She took a deep
breath to center herself and deliberately turned away. She reached out
with every sense she had and waited for what was coming and called back
at them over her shoulder.
Fucking gook? Don't you mean fucking chink? Get your rice eaters straight
you lazy fucks. Her eyes narrowed and she waited.
"Lazy fuck!? I'll show you a lazy fuck, you half-bitch," the bigger one
screamed at her.
Jenny heard fast footsteps coming, waited for half a breath, dropped her
murse and spun on one foot and put her leather boot hard into his face
with a quick snap kick. He staggered back, recovered and then lunged fast
toward her. She spun under his clumsy lunge. Her left elbow jabbed like a
baton into his solar plexus and she spun again under his arm and applied
just enough leverage for him to flip forward and sprawl on the pavement.
Her foot came down in a sharp vicious strike on his diaphragm and he went
purple and gasped for breath. One down she thought with grim
satisfaction.
The other man was a little shorter and he was hesitating. She moved on
him before he could make a decision and struck him sharp in the throat
with fingers extended like a knife. Her fingers collapsed back into a
fist and hammered his trachea. He choked and bent over at the force of
the blow, she grabbed his head and used his downward movement to force
his head down to connect with her rising knee.
His nose broke against her kneecap. He sputtered obscenities, but she
kept laying into him, keeping him off balance with rapid kicks to the
gut. She pushed him off onto the pavement, backed up to the brick
building wall and turned back to the first man, who was just getting his
breath back and rising to his feet. Whatever had been in his gaze when he
looked at her before was gone now, it was replaced now by a burning
murderous intent.
Her hand darted to the 9mm Beretta she wore in the shoulder holster under
her coat. Her body moved into firing position, her thumb flicking off the
safety and then cocked the hammer the instant she leveled it center mass.
She flicked her eyes rapidly between the two men ready to put down the
first one who would make a threatening move.
"You shits need to walk away now," she said packing as much lethality as
she could into the emotionless sentence. She hoped they wouldn't.
The taller of the two came to a sharp stop, while the one on the ground
just looked up at her mumbling more curses at her through his blood
streaked lips. The hatred and anger in the first one's eyes was still
blazing, but there was hesitation there now. They'd expected to see fear,
adrenaline induced shaking, something that would indicate that the small
woman was barely in control of herself despite momentarily gaining an
advantage.
They didn't see any of that. The woman held the pistol rock steady, her
voice held no tremor of fear, only icy resolve. The flicker of her
glances as she flashed over them were not the anxious eye movement of
trapped prey, but those of a hunter seeking a target. The one standing
started to raise his hands and back away. Death was only a few pounds of
trigger pull away from them and looking into those dark eyes he knew that
she would drop them both with no remorse.
The muzzle of the Beretta flicked upwards as she readjusted her aim from
his chest to between his eyes. "Now," she said flatly. The black hole of
the muzzle grew large in the man's sight. He began backing away in
earnest. She saw a flicker of movement come into her field of view and
began shifting to engage the new target. It was one of the guys she had
seen in the parking lot just before these two had jumped her. He swung an
aluminum baseball bat hard into the man's back and then used the
backswing to arc into the back of his knees to put him down on the ground
again. The second man forgot about Jenny and tried to get to his feet to
meet the man, but the newcomer jammed the bat hard into his gut and the
man folded. A few well placed swings had both of them lying bloodied on
the sidewalk.
The man backed off to one side of her, keeping her out of the range of
his bat. "Are you ok miss?" he asked.
"I'm good," Jenny said keeping the motionless men covered. "I really am,"
she thought. "God I needed this." She looked at him for a moment half
expecting him to turn on her the moment she dropped her guard, but he was
not even looking at her. His gaze was firmly fixed on the two men on the
ground and he was holding the bat so as to lay into them if they even
hinted at moving.
He looked around the street, some of the people on the street who had
been farther away were starting to come closer and mill around. The
threat was over so they were coming out to see what was going to happen
or they had just noticed.
"We need to get you away from here miss," he said. "These assholes
probably have some friends around here somewhere."
Jenny flicked on the safety and raised the Beretta skyward before easing
the hammer down. "My vehicle is around the corner," she said.
"I'll walk you there," he said. "Sorry about not jumping in earlier, I
got my bat out of the car as fast as I could."
Jenny backed down the street a few meters before holstering the pistol.
She knelt quickly and picked up her murse and started to walk away. The
man kept his distance, but followed close behind her.
"Jesus, you beat the crap out of those two pricks," he said. "My buddy
Jorge does a lot of work with a women's self defense group but that was
something else," he continued admiringly.
Jenny's black Silverado came into sight. She stopped and looked back at
him. "This is mine," she said. He stopped as well and put the bat down on
the sidewalk before reaching into his wallet and coming out with a
business card.
"I'm Derek, Derek Peterson," he said slowly extending the card to her.
"When you go to the cops to file a report, they can get hold of me here.
I saw everything. You got nothing to worry about if those assholes start
saying you jumped them later."
Jenny took the card and slipped it into her jeans pocket and opened the
truck door and slid behind the wheel.
"Fuckers are lucky I didn't just kill them," she said. She looked at him
again. "Jenny Minton," she said, "but I used to be James. Thanks for the
assist Derek." But the flat way she said it didn't seem to convey
gratitude, more like an acknowledgement that he was there.
Derek nodded back to her, not saying anything. From someone else he might
have thought that they were just saying that, but he saw the way she was
looking at them when she had them zeroed. She would have done it.
He watching her start the engine, back up and then drive away. He reached
down for his bat as she drove away and then turned back to the way they
had come. "Damn, that's a dangerous woman," he said to himself.
He gripped the handle of the bat tighter the closer he got to where they
left the two men. They were gone when he came around the corner. A couple
of people pointed out where they ran off to. He saw something dark and
square on the blood streaked pavement near where she dropped her purse.
He leaned over and picked it up. He recognized the hazy image. It was an
ultrasound photo. "Oh shit," he said to himself and scowled in the
direction the two men had ran in.
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"Oh hell. I know that look," Kira said when Jenny came into the trailer.
"What happened?" she demanded.
"What is it?" Dianne asked seeing the look on Jenny's face. She couldn't
recall ever seeing anything like it even when Jenny had been James.
"Who the fuck was it and what the hell happened?" Kira demanded again.
"What is going on?" Dianne kept asking. She hadn't seen Kira like this
with Jenny either.
"Some dumb bastard went and flipped on Jenny's 'I'm gonna fuck you up'
switch and cranked it all the way up to eleven is what happened," she
said watching her sister.
Jenny started to quietly tell them both what had happened, how they were
plainly going to at the least rape her. And how she took care of it. When
she finished going over the details, Kira looked at her. "Have you lost
your mind? Did you even stop to think about what the hell you were
doing?"
"I handled it," Jenny said in a low voice. "It's over."
"Oh no, it isn't over," Kira said. "You don't even know what you did, but
it isn't over."
"And what did I do?" she asked.
"Oh no!" she said, "Not now! I'm not even going to waste my time telling
you now. When you're like this, you won't even hear me."
Kira got up and walked out of the trailer. Dianne watched her leave and
then looked over at Jenny. She watched her sitting on the chair with a
still, dark look on her face.
After feeling her eyes on her for a few minutes, Jenny turned to Dianne
and said, "What?"
"Kira won't tell you now," she said, "but I will. Maybe you didn't think
about it, maybe you did. Maybe you just didn't care. Maybe you did it so
you wouldn't have to feel like a woman for a few minutes. It doesn't
matter."
She looked at Jenny. "It doesn't change the fact that you are a woman.
You're a woman who just put her babies in the most danger they have ever
been in. For nothing."
Dianne turned and walked out. "I'm going to talk to Kira," she said.
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Year 1 A.S. Day 56
"And how did that make you feel?" Dr. Warren asked Jenny.
"At first nothing," she said quietly. "Then I got angry at both of them."
"Why did you get angry with them?" he asked. "They have taken care of
you, stood by your side. Been there for you."
"Because they weren't with me now," she said. "Because I handled it
and..."
"And what else did you do?" Dr. Warren interrupted.
"I put Sonya in danger," she said in a subdued voice. "I put Sonya and
the other baby in danger. I could have gotten them hurt in the fight, I
could have miscarried, I could have gotten us all killed. I could have
lost her forever."
Dr. Warren didn't say anything. He just sat quietly waiting for her to
continue.
"I wasn't thinking about either of them. Dianne was right. I wanted to
feel like I felt when I was beating them down. I knew they were bad news
when I saw them coming across the street. I could have gotten the Beretta
out long before they got close to me. There was no need to get into it
the way I did," she said looking down at her belly.
"And would you do it again?" he asked.
"No," she said looking back up to him.
"Earlier this week you spoke to me about the nightmare you had, how you
jumped from the plane and turned into how you are now. Do you remember
what we talked about then?"
"You said dreams about falling were about loss of control and feeling
helpless," she said.
"And did doing this give you a feeling that you had regained control?" he
asked.
"For a moment it did. I felt like myself, like I used to be," she said.
"So you were a violent man then?" Dr. Warren asked her.
"No. Not unless I needed to be. I mean I didn't look for it, but if it
came I was going to handle it," she said looking back at her belly.
"But didn't you go looking for it this time? he said to her.
"Yes," she said.
"And when you had time to think it through, all of it. The altercation,
how you felt, your families reaction, the possible outcomes for Sonya and
the other child you carry. What was your reaction then?" he asked
watching the woman on the couch.
"I felt sick," she said in a soft remorseful tone.
"Why do you say sick?" he asked.
"Because the only time I felt like how I used to be was when I was ready
to kill a pair of scumbags. Because everything I was, was reduced to
something I had only done a couple of times in my life and that's not
what I was when I was a man."
"It made me feel like I was cheap. Like I threw out everything good that
made me the man I was and settled for the worst part of myself because I
could feel it."
"What does it say about me, if the only thing left of me is the killer?"
she said looking miserably at her feet.
"I don't believe you would have killed them, Jenny," he said.
"I'm sure that you did feel connected to your core self in a way, but not
entirely in the way you are speaking of."
"This feeling you had during the altercation. It raised within you
feelings of being capable, of knowing what to do and doing it without
hesitation. These are traits you have associated with being male in your
mind. But there is nothing male about them. You need to find a way to
come to grips with the truth that the female you can exhibit these same
traits without the toxic portion of your masculinity. As you called it,
the worst part of yourself contaminating her."
"And above all, for that small moment you felt in control," he said. "But
do you still feel in control, knowing what you do?"
"Dianne was still right," she said. "I still did it for nothing."
"Jenny, despite all of these possible outcomes, you have come through at
least physically intact. You may have placed your children in danger, but
at this time they are still alive and healthy and growing."
"When you were telling me about the time before you had your dream, you
mentioned something in passing that I thought was of note. You recalled
looking in the mirror and seeing your pregnancy had advanced enough to be
visible," he said.
Jenny nodded, but didn't say anything.
"You also said you couldn't see yourself becoming like the women you had
seen in just a few months," he said.
"Yes," she answered.
"This is something that I think has a great deal of bearing on what later
transpired. Until now your pregnancy has been mostly early stages,
vomiting, extreme hunger, gaining weight to the extent that you require
new clothing."
"But these things are not limited to pregnancy. These are all things that
a man or a woman experience at different times for different reasons. So
for you it has been in some ways an abstract experience."
"Now your father, brother-in-law and brother have all become women, but
what they have had facing them since the Shift is not the same as you.
Your father is either a late menopausal or post menopausal woman. Your
other two family members have already experienced at least one or
possibly two menstrual cycles, as you would have, had circumstances been
different."
"For you, this fight did not begin when those men started coming toward
you, it began when you saw the ultrasound image in Dr. Waverly's office.
It was inevitable the moment you looked in the mirror. And when you had
the opportunity to seize back something of what you were, even if it is a
part of yourself that you are ashamed of. You took it without hesitation
and only once it was past did what you did affect you."
Jenny did not say anything. She heard the truth in Dr. Warren's words and
she felt ashamed.
"After consulting with Dr. Waverly, we think we may have come up with
something that may help you in coming to terms with yourself."
"And what do you have in mind?" she asked.
"Dr. Waverly and I think that you could benefit from wearing a modified
empathy belly for a short time. She has already adapted one for you to
pick up when you leave here today. We are hoping that briefly
experiencing what you will be like in a few short months will allow you
to adjust to your circumstances. We would like for you to do it for at
least the next two weeks, possibly longer if it has a positive effect for
you."
Jenny nodded and said she would go there when she left.
"Another thing if you will, Jenny. You have reported this altercation to
the police, yes?" he asked.
She told him that she had and that she had given the card's information
to the officer. The policeman had told her that, because all of them had
left the scene, all they could do was get a description and file a
report.
"So you have the card still, then?" he asked.
She nodded.
"Jenny, I think you should make time to contact the young man who
assisted you and thank him," he said finally.
She said she would and walked out with him to the waiting area to rejoin
Kira and Dianne.
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