Maria doesn’t check on John.

John wakes up alone, surprised not to see Joy in the room. He had expected her to be there, she had been with him when we went to sleep, but he supposed she had a job to do.

Soon she comes back into the room, wearing her scrubs, and not the tight fitting set that Maria had told her to wear, and surprisingly Kira is with her.

Kira runs to you and hugs you tightly, “Oh daddy, I missed you!” She says, running into your arms. “Don’t tell me I have to do that again, please,” she was crying as she spoke.

You look at Joy, and she smiles at you, and mouths “We have enough” to you.

“I don’t think it will be needed anymore sweetie,” you answer.

“What about you dad, are you still in trouble?” Your daughter asks you.

You force a smile, “I don’t know Kira, I don’t have any idea.”

Joy interrupts with a cough, and you both look at her. Kira knew that Joy fucked you, sexually, her gaze is noticeably unfriendly. You feel anxiety within Kira, and jealousy.

“There is some good news, I thought you both should know,” Joy respond to you both, handing you a medical document. Your eyes go wide as you see the results.

“You are going to be parents,” the chipper young intern continues. “Thankfully we are testing a lot, so you could find out so quickly.”

Kira’s face takes on a very different look, “Is it my dad’s?” She asks, and for a moment you think you have gone too far, then she continues. “It isn’t Miguel’s is it? Or that other man’s?”

Joy smiles warmly, “No darling, this child was conceived at minimum some days ago, maybe the first time you guys were together.”

Kira looks relieved, you feel the weight lift from her, she hugs you tightly, very tightly.

Your mind races, on one hand you are terrified, this increases your potential legal problems by several magnitudes, but on the other hand it does open a very interesting possibility in treatment. “stem cells, Joy,” you reply finally. “We will have stem cells.”

Joys eyes narrow, “Isn’t that dangerous for the embryo?” she asks.

“Traditionally yes, If you harvest them, but I am talking about a less invasive approach.” You reply, “You can take mine and Kira’s safely enough, and we can now take a single cell without harming an embryo.”

“What would you do with that dad?” Kira asks you.

Joy answers for you, “Stem cells are powerful, they represent the possibility of healing many of the things that hurt us now.”

You decide to add a bit to her answer, “You and I are different Kira, genetically different. And thus far they have not been able to replicate what happened.”

Joy spoke up again, “You didn’t seem to respond physically to Miguel, at all, and my body didn’t respond to your dad.” She replied, “It looks like there is something unique with you and your dad, and we have to try to find a way to replicate the new strain.”

“You still have the old version?” Kira asks Joy, she had expected the new strain to spread with sex.

“Yes I do, and to be honest Kira, that is a scary thing. I am close to stage advancement, I need for something to work out soon.” Joy replied quietly, “I don’t have long left.”

Kira hugs you, and you share a kiss, then she turns to face the young blonde you have been fucking. “Thank you Joy, thank you for helping us, and for not being weird about my dad and me.”

Kira gives Joy a hug, and your cock twitches as you watch the two beautiful women hug before you, the possibilities excite you, but you move on from the visual.

“Let me call a friend,” you say to Joy, “I can help with the stem cells, we need to get that done today, within the hour if we can.”

You leave the room with the young blonde intern, and the two of you get the wheels rolling on a quick procedure to try to pull one stem cell from your daughter, and to take stem cells from your marrow.

The possibilities are exciting, this is the best chance you have heard of, with the changes in yours and Kira’s genetic makeup, and the new strain, your offspring might be the key to beating this disease.

And if that is the case, they will have to leave you alone. They will not be able to make a legal example of you.

There is hope.