Peggy Talking Sense

The act of getting you out of the hospital ends up being quite a coordinated affair. You are put in a hooded sweater and sunglasses to hide your identity. Your other family members depart separately leaving you alone with your Aunt.

Peg has her arm around you. "You're okay to walk? I could wheel you there."

"I'm okay." You reply. You felt fine. Weaker than before the accident but overall pretty good considering what you had been through. You were anxious to get out of here and that gave you energy. You then ask. "Were the paparazzi really that bad?"

She nods. "Yeah, for a bit there. Your sisters were pestered. Poor Elsie was harassed unmercifully at her high school. Thank goodness they let her home school her final credits." She peers out the hallway and looks left and right to make sure the coast was clear. "It has gotten a lot better lately. There were a bunch of celebrity scandals right after our little story and we've given them nothing since then. Without explicit photos or videos there wasn't anything to really chew on. Crazy as it is, everything is visual nowadays. The public eye has moved on...for now. With Fiona's body changing they don't even realize she's the same person. You were wise to have your sister conceal herself again. Had they figured it out it would have been...awkward for me. Still, it will be a lot easier when you guys move and get your new identities." New identities? This was news. She tugs on you. "Okay, come on."

With your Aunt's steady arm around you she leads you through the hospital at a casual pace. She doesn't head for the main entrance as your mother and sisters had but instead she leads you through the cardiology department and out through a quieter side door. The day is warm and sunny and there is a nice little green space just beyond the exit. Sparrow song surrounds you and you get a glorious breath of fresh outdoors air. You see through the bushes your Aunt's sleek silver Jaguar parked not that far away.

Walking unhurried but with purpose the pair of you get to the car. Peg makes sure you get in okay before going around to get in herself. The luxury car purrs to life and before long you are on the road. You lower your hood and take off the sunglasses and settle back into your sumptuous leather seat.

You drive in silence for a few minute just enjoying the fact you were out of that place and heading home before your Aunt finally breaks the quiet.

"Helen is right you know."

"Hm?"

"You and Fiona. You really shouldn't be together." You mood darkens and you give her a dour glare. Your Aunt smiles at you patiently. "I'm not the bad guy here kid. Neither is your mother. Do you honestly think we want you to be unhappy? We're worried about you two. We're being practical."

You calm yourself and let out a sigh. You look at her for a few seconds before saying. "You can't stop us."

"I know." Peg drives thinking about what she wanted to say next. You could see this weighed heavy on her. "This family of ours. Things can get so mixed up sometimes. Familial love and casual sex, the lines start to blur if you let them. Our self imposed isolation makes it all worse." She laughs, though it is more sad than happy. "You were the one of us that was going to be free of it all. You were the normal one. Now you're right in the middle of it."

"Right where I want to be." You state boldly before quipping. "And I am not the normal one."

"I suppose not. Have you thought about the ramifications of your choice here Jesse? Just on a relationship level. Fiona is a strong willed woman. Down right selfish at times. She can be rash, callous, and even cruel. Is this they type of person you want to commit to? Do you really want to submit to someone like that?"

You feel a warm fuzzy feeling tickle your insides and you cannot hide a little grin. "Yeah."

"Do you really want to be...owned?"

You let out a joyful sigh and say again. "Yeahhh."

Your Aunt chuckles. "You're a sub alright. Why not just for sex then? Hmm? Just sub for her sometimes. You don't need to BE together. Just be her brother and sub for her once in a while. Best of all worlds."

You shake your head. "I want it all the time. I want to be hers forever. She's my Goddess."

"Hmm. If you say so." Your Aunt kept looking back and forth between you and the road to see your reactions. You look back at her proudly. You were being honest and you had nothing to hide. Peg says. "She'll hurt you sometimes, and I'm not just talking about physically."

You relax back into your seat and turn more toward her. "I know. I know she's not perfect. I don't even want her to be perfect. I love her and she loves me. Perfectly imperfect, it is what we are. I love her so much and she truly loves me Peg, I can see it."

Peg gets a strange distant look to her. Melancholy. "Yes she does. I can't argue that. Honestly, even through the worst of these past few weeks, I've never seen your sister so happy." She takes a deep breath. "And how will your life work? You get new identities, move to a new place, and then what? Your secret will always be at risk. New friends will ask about your background and family."

"We'll manage. Fiona's smart. She will look after me."

"Yes. About that. I heard you are quitting school. That you aren't getting a job. Do you think you could live like that? Dependent on Fiona?"

Peg was not helping her case here. "Yes! I'll be there for my Mistress and she'll look after me. I'll help her and support her and be there for her during the tough times. We'll be a team. I'll lift my Mistress up to do great things. You'll see."

"You won't be able to marry. Not legally."

"Marriage is just a contract. We don't need it."

"And what about kids? Don't you want kids?" You get a huge dreamy smile on your face...until she drops the truth bombs. "You can't have kids with Fiona. **** children have a host of serious health issues, especially between blood siblings. It is not responsible of you to bring..." You could see your Aunt struggling to contain her emotions. "...to bring such a child into the world. It would be selfish of you...not fair to the child." She grips the wheel hard. "A child doesn't deserve to be dealt a bad hand when it can be so easily predicted. It would be foolish of you." It takes her a few seconds to gather herself before she continues. "And living under false identities mean sperm donors or adoption is out as well. Too many questions and too much digging into your background."

You feel a swell of maternal energy grow within you. HOW DARE SHE say these things! "You don't understand."

Your Aunt keeps her eyes on the road but you could sense deep emotions stirring within her. "I understand Jesse." She lets out a breath of frustration. "God, I remember what it was like at your age. There is no argument strong enough, is there? Nothing anyone says matters, does it?"

"No." You say defiantly. "We love each other."

"Love makes you a fool." She says, seemingly to herself.

"So be it."

Surprisingly she seemed to respect this. "Just listen then. I agree with Helen. It would be easier for both of you in the long run if you cut it off now. It will hurt. The worst pain you've ever felt. But it will make things so much easier and better going forward if you break this thing before it goes too far." You are about to protest but she continues. "BUT...if you two do this. Find yourself Jesse. You can be submissive without losing yourself. Don't be a doormat." Visions of Fiona's trampling of you spring to mind. "My place will always be a haven if you need it. If you just need some time out from under her thumb my door is always open."

You calm your swirling emotions. She had your best interests in mind, you couldn't be mad at her for that. "Thank you." You say.

"Of course."

"Auntie Peg?"

"Yes dear?"

"Fiona said...she might lend me out...um... Do you want to fool around some time?"

This breaks the serious mood that had descended into the car. She lets out a laugh. "Ha ha ha ha! My goodness! You youngsters. Always thinking with your hormones."

You give her a pretty smile.

"Don't you try and use those cute looks on me you imp!" She warns. "Your Aunt is immune to your boyish charms!"

You blush and bat your big brown eyes. "Can we? If Fiona says so?"

Rolling her eyes and shaking her head she replies. "We'll see. You little flirt, I'm trying to be serious here."

You giggle. "Sorry."

"Listen kiddo." She says, bringing things back down to Earth once more. "Of all the things I said, please...PLEASE listen to me about the kids."

"Okay." You lie.

She looks at you hard, seeming to sense your dishonestly in your clipped and too quick response. "Jesse, I'm serious. At least...at least come to me first. Hmm? I may be able to...help. Just, it's easier if you don't. Okay? When it comes to children it's no longer about you or Fiona, it is about them." She was talking straight from the heart as a loving Aunt and a single mother. There was a pained honesty here that you'd never seen in her before. "Please Jesse, talk to me first."

You nod and reply in a soft voice. "Okay Aunt Peg. I'll talk to Fiona about it."

Peg gives you a worried look. "Good." She reaches across to take your hand. "Fiona's not the only one that loves you Jesse. And you're not the only one that loves her. We're all concerned about you."

You grip her hand. "Thank you. That means a lot."

She takes her hand back to make a turn. "I'd like to get you down to the lab as soon as you're feeling up to it. I am bursting with curiosity about your physiology. I knew there was a possibility, I had some theories, but I didn't actually think you were...as unique as you are. This is exciting stuff Jesse, scientifically speaking."

"I'm special." You rub your belly thinking about the womb you had inside of you.

"Yes you are my dear."

"Talk to Fiona." You say happily. "She'll let you know if and when I'm available."

Peg gives you a sideways glance. "Very well."

The rest of the trip home is pleasant as the pair of you settle into a comfortable silence and enjoy the drive.