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Zoey arrived at a bar called 'The Night Shift' on the Cybersite Gollywood, ready to drown her sorrows into whatever kind of liquor Cyberspace had to offer. It's been one month since her goddamn husband had the talk. After 11 years of marriage, all of her commitment and devotion to the man, he decides he wants to fuck other women. Oh, but he didn't ask for a divorce. No, that would make life simple. Just get it over, be done with it all. Instead, he still wanted Zoey to be his loving wife, while he... they bang people on the side. Polyamory is all the rage today, apparently. Maybe for other folks...

Zoey tried. After the initial heartbreak of learning that the fucker didn't share her sense of loyalty and duty, she really tried to just give it a chance. She installed some apps on her phone, made some profiles, and for the first time in 13 years... legitimately sought other men. It was gross. She couldn't help but feel that, despite the fact that HE, Leon, wanted this, she was somehow betraying the sanctity of her vows. She hasn't gotten around to even going on date with anyone. Instead, she's just... living in denial. Just going through the motions, hoping that somehow, maybe her marriage would go back to the way it was before.

Hah, as though she'd ever be able to forget just how fucking betrayed she feels. She should just... leave him. Accept that it's over, that apparently she's no longer enough for her husband, and move on with life. But it's just so damn hard to let it go, isn't it? So, she's been looking for excuses to not see Leon. She's working overtime, volunteering at the animal shelter, and spending more time in Cyberspace. And tonight... Leon is out with another woman, so Zoey is once again doing literally anything she can to avoid being at home. So, yeah, she's gonna drink. Drink and forget.

Zoey took her usual spot at the bar and ordered a bottle of whatever's the closest analogue to beer in this place. Her friends in Cyberspace have been saying she should talk about what's troubling her so much, but... she doesn't wanna even think about it. They don't need to know about the shitshow her life is. She's the 'hero', the person people depend on... she doesn't want them to know how fucking weak and broken she is.

She was halfway through her first... what was it again? Mojave Nebula, when someone sat right next to her, a little too close for comfort, but she didn't pay it any mind. Fuck it. Fuck allllll of it. Zoey took another long, hard swig of her drink and savored the little bit of numbness it provided. Whoever was next to her did the same, and she glanced over to see who it was. Her eyes widened a bit, and she looked back at her drink. Oh shit. Why... how... WHAT?! Shit, what is HE doing here?!

Time to initiate her favorite strategy! The way of the ostrich. Stick her head in the sand and everything will be a-okay. She tried to pretend she didn't see the Hacker, the villain of all of Cyberspace, sitting next to her at the bar. But then, the bastard had to go and speak up.

"Well, well... Zoey. Fancy meeting you here." Hacker said in a mocking tone, looking down at the woman who had been thorn in his side for the past three years. Oh, when he stepped through the doors of the establishment and saw the peat, he had been tempted to call his henchmen and kidnap her, then concoct some elaborate scheme, deliver a monologue, and laugh in her face. Alas, he is simply not in the mood for such shenanigans tonight. He would have to deal with her meddling if he took her captive, then the rest of the members of the Cybersquad would get involved, and he just wanted to unwind. Therefore he shall just settle for some light banter and teasing.

Zoey sighed and ran a hand through her hair, gazing off a moment, fixating on the assorted bottles of all different colors behind the bar. Great. Just fucking swell. Her she is, just wanting to forget about her shitty marriage and drink in peace, and of course she has to run into the big bad of Cyberspace. She really doesn't wanna deal with any scathing remarks, or have her intelligence and character insulted right now. Her self-esteem is already in the shitter. But, on the other hand... this is a distraction. Something to get her mind off of the thought of Leon plowing some chick right now. And... maybe it'll even be amusing. They do have a... playful rapport at the best of times, don't they? Zoey turned to look at Hacker and gave him a tired half-smirk. "Hey. I suppose it would be too much to ask for you to be gentle tonight, huh?"

Hacker smirked and gave her a sidelong glance. "Oh please, dear. Even I am not that cruel. I know that I'm a force to be reckoned with, but I do not kick my enemies while they're down." He took a long drink from the glass in his hand, then set it down on the bar and dabbed his mouth with a napkin. "You look like shit." He bluntly stated, a glimmer in his eyes. Of course, he could always be crueler... but he really didn't think he needed to say anything else. That would likely sting the worst. Besides, it's not like he looks any better himself. His hair is unkempt, he has bags under his eyes... and he didn't even bother dressing in his usual garb. Just a simple button-up purple shirt and slacks. Ah, the life of a villain has its ups and downs.

The woman couldn't help but laugh at that. Hacker's blunt honesty was a little refreshing, compared to all the concerned looks and questions she's been getting from her friends about how she's doing. "Yeah, well. I feel like it, too." She admitted and downed the rest of her bottle before flagging down the bartender for another. Zoey didn't even care to see his reaction to that statement. It didn't matter. He was a villain, her nemesis. He didn't actually care. He's probably enjoying seeing the hero slumming it up in a bar, being the epitome of a hot mess. Whatever. She doesn't give a damn right now. Let the bastard have his fun. Zoey grabbed the new bottle that was placed in front of her and took a gulp. "So. What's a villain like you doin' in a place like this?"

Hacker nursed his own drink while taking a gander at Zoey. Seeing her this... broken is strange to him. Usually, she's full of bravado and valor, coming to the aid of his victims and turning the tables on his plans. Yet, she appears defeated. Like a moth with a broken wing, no longer able to fly. It was such an odd thought to him, that a person he viewed as one of the 'good guys' could feel so down and out. He always thought that people like her were just... above all that, somehow. "Well, I'm not a villain at this moment. I'm just a man in a bar, just as you are simply a woman. Nothing more." He replied, taking another sip of his drink. "But what about you? You are a long way from your home on Earth. I doubt that you came to a bar in Cyberspace simply to enjoy a drink."

Zoey mulled it over, wondering whether or not to spill her guts to the guy. He would probably gloat about how miserable her life is, wouldn't he? It would be like... the best news he's gotten all month. One of his enemies is suffering. Good dirt to take back to those henchmen of his, and they could all have a good, hard laugh. Yeah, laugh at the pathetic, weak woman who's too much of a coward to leave her cheating husband. That'd be a real hoot, wouldn't it? But... maybe it'd feel good to say it out loud to someone who won't pity her. The kids won't get it, and the others would just try to comfort her. Fuck it. "My husband wanted an open marriage, and he's banging another woman right now." She blurted out, then chugged her drink. Yeah... that felt pretty damn good. She laughed and looked at him with lazy eyes. "It's all just... so..." She trailed off and shrugged.

"Oh, dear. You poor thing. Your marriage falling apart is just terrible!" Hacker said insincerely, raising his glass and toasting Zoey's misery before drinking, trying to mask his glee. This was amazing news! One of the people who continually ruins his plans is in shambles?! A bit of schadenfreude is a perfect cherry to top off this evening's sundae! He let out a faux sigh and dabbed at his dry eyes. "You have my deepest condolences. However, there may still be hope. Open marriages can be very fulfilling. The key is communication." Hacker gave her a wry smirk and a wink, hoping to get under her skin a little.

Zoey rolled her eyes and grumbled, flagging down the bartender yet again, in need of another round after that comment. Welp, the villain seems pleased by this turn of events. Not that she's surprised. Glad she can bring a little joy in his life. "I'm not... I'm not exactly the type to go... whoring around, thank you very much." She said with a slight slur and gestured at Hacker with her fresh beverage. "I gotta, ya know... have history with a guy first. Can't just... go bang some randos." She chortled and gave a dismissive wave to her words, not sure if any of that even made sense.

The villain scoffed and leaned his arm over the bar. "History? Oh, sweet thing, how quaint and antiquated." Hacker then grinned in an exaggerated and mocking way, clasping his hands together and resting his cheeks upon his fingers. "You mean, the same 'history' that made you loyal to a man for 11 years, which he just threw to wind?" He cackled and gave her an amused expression. "What a joke!" He slapped his thigh, as though he just heard an uproar of comedy. "I bet he is having the time of his life, banging other chicks like you!" Now, that statement has the chance of riling her up a little too much and making her angry. Perhaps it was not wise, but it's so fun!

Zoey gritted her teeth and balled her free fist, gripping her bottle tightly in the other. She didn't want to think that the love and friendship her and Leon had nurtured over the years didn't matter. That SHE didn't matter. But she's already feeling like absolute dog shit, thinking that this whole ordeal is really the end of their relationship. Now Hacker was telling her as much. She couldn't stand that... condescending, arrogant tone. It was just so, SO... "Oh, fuck you!" Zoey shouted, slamming her bottle onto the table and glaring daggers at the asshole sitting next to her.

Hacker's eyes widened slightly at the sudden change in mood, but his expression then relaxed and he smirked. Ah. There it is! Some of that fire and spirit he usually sees in the hero. It seems he has touched a nerve, and he couldn't help feeling pleased with himself for accomplishing such a thing. He chuckled and finished his drink. "You know... that could have very easily been interpreted in a completely different manner." He suggested coyly, cocking an eyebrow, just to see her reaction.

Zoey squinted and frowned. The fuck was that supposed to mean?! Is he saying... he, no... her mouth went a little dry. Did... Hacker basically ask her to have sex? Is... wait, would that actually... happen? No! No way. Hah, they're like, totally opposites! He's a big... evil jerk who's always ruining everything. A... hot jerk, admittedly, but still! No, that would be... wrong. But it would really piss her husband off! Hah, telling him all about how she got railed by a supervillain... eh, she'd have to alter some details, since NOBODY can know about Cyberspace, but... it would make Leon pretty damn jealous! Right? He'd... he'd be jealous if another man claimed her, wouldn't he? Huh, and if he wasn't jealous... then it really must be the end of their relationship...

Zoey shook her head and downed her drink. No, no... he was just trying to taunt her. And even if he wasn't, that would complicate things WAY too much with him being a villain and her, well, a 'good guy', ya know, the hero that always gets in his way? That wouldn't work. Still... if they just kept it a... secret, never tell the Cybersquad, Motherboard, Digit... oh boy, Digit would be so pissed. Nevermind, it just wouldn't work.

Still. Wouldn't it be fun to tease back, just this once? He doesn't have to know that the idea is making her wet.

"Well, you did say you're not a villain right now. Just a man, having a drink. I am a woman having a drink." Zoey gave a playful smirk. Yeah, why not! Let's fuck around. See where it goes. "What happens after a night of drinks between us... well..." She leaned toward him. "That's our business."

Hacker's brows arched and he blinked at hearing that reply. She... is not serious, is she? He had not been propositioning her, simply toying with her emotions like usual... at least, not consciously so, anyway. There is a spark of attraction he felt, sure, and the natural tension that arises when two enemies meet. A tension that could easily be translated into a whole different kind of... tension... if they were so inclined to act on such a thing. He could easily admit the thought of hate sex with a heroine would be appealing. Having Zoey squirming beneath him and pleading for her release, knowing the whole time that it was HIM, her enemy that could do these things to her body? The things HE can make her feel?

Hmmm. Well... it's been awhile. If she is truly serious... why the hell not? He cleared his throat and leaned his head in close, gazing deep into her eyes. "It would not change the way we interact while I'm doing my dastardly deeds. Would it?"

Oh. Oooooh, Hacker took the bait. Huh. She hadn't really expected him to... to do anything more but throw his head back and give an iconic villain laugh. Maybe throw out an insult or two about how he wouldn't dream of being with an 'insolent, insignificant insect' like her, yadda yadda. But he didn't... and now he was looking at her with... what was that look?! It was dark, intense, almost threatening... yet, there was... heat and desire. Desire for her. It sent shivers through her spine, and Zoey couldn't tell if it was in a good way or a bad way. No one's looked at her like that in a long, long time. And even Leon's eyes didn't seem to burn the way Hacker's were at the moment. Damn. He was really... really fucking sexy.

Oh, no... she couldn't seriously be considering this. This is THE bad guy! They've fought each other countless times! He's always kidnapping people, threatening Cybersites, stealing things, and trying to overthrow Motheboard! But, then... he's also funny, charming, charismatic, and handsome, even though he's a different species. And it's not like he's Cyber Hitler. Even when he took over Cyberspace for a couple of days, he didn't really... hurt anyone. Just had a bunch of monuments and statues built of him. So maybe... it wouldn't hurt? They're both drunk... maybe it would be okay. No, no it really wouldn't. She shouldn't even think of it.

...But he's really fucking sexy. Like, goddamn. What the fuck.

Zoey swallowed hard, and then gave him a small nod. "Yeah, it won't. No one can know. Ever." She said and gave him as serious a look as she could give in her current inebriated stupor. Because this was important. Nobody can know that they fucked, especially since she's the one that would catch the heat for it, if it ever came out. Hacker may be a villain, but she knows he has some sense of honor. "Especially Motherboard."

Hacker's lips spread in a wide, wicked grin. She was serious! And she wants to keep it a secret! Why, that sounds absolutely perfect! He's been with several people over the years, mostly one night stands, but a fling with one of the heroes that are supposed to stop him? That would certainly make things interesting. He reached up to stroke his chin in contemplation, his grin turning to a smirk. "Hmm, I can't tell my henchmen about this? How disappointing. I was looking forward to telling them all about how the great hero Zoey succumbed to me, in every sense of the phrase. I can only imagine how devastated your friends would be." He then chuckled and waved a hand dismissively. "Oh, I am merely teasing. Your secret is safe with me. Our secret. No one shall know that you and I have shared an intimate night together."

Hmmmm... Zoey gave a glassy eyed stare, trying to decide whether she could trust Hacker to hold up his end of the deal and not spill the beans. The booze and need for a good, hard lay are clouding her judgement. Her stupid husband DID want an open marriage after all, and if that's what he wants... then she's gonna go get some dick! From a bad, baaad boy. It was just a one-time thing. They were drunk. Nothing bad can come from it. Probably. And knowing Hacker, with his arrogance, it might be good. He'd have a huge ego to live up to. The hero looked over at Hacker with a wry smirk. "Alright. Soooo... lead the way."

***

The couple had left the bar, with Hacker leading the way to a nearby hotel called The Wavava, since his minions may get ideas if he brought the woman aboard the Grim Wreaker. It would not do for them to know he is bedding a heroine. This would be their secret. Their dirty, naughty, little secret. Once they got a room and entered, the cyborg turned around to look down at Zoey, a gleam in his eyes. "I must warn you. This shall not be gentle. Nor sweet." He said, reaching down to cup her chin in his hand. "You are mine tonight. Do you understand?"

Oh. Ooooh, okay. Yeah. So this is gonna be... rough, and maybe... kinky? She hasn't done any of that kind of stuff since her early twenties. She hasn't had sex in... what, four months? Damn. Okay, she could probably handle it. Maybe. Hacker's a cyborg so, uhhhhh... yeah, that's a thing too. Zoey gave a nervous chuckle, feeling like a lamb led to slaughter as the tall man loomed over her, and his voice... it's deep, commanding. It sent a pleasant shiver up her spine, which was in contrast with the little bit of apprehension that was building. She nodded slowly. "Y-yeah."

Hacker gave a devilish grin and closed in, pushing the woman back until her body collided with a wall. "Good. Because I am going to fuck you until you cannot stand."

***

Hacker and Zoey laid in bed, drenched in sweat, panting heavily. They've been going at it like rabbits for almost two hours, the bed is a total mess and their clothes were strewn across the floor. Both parties were absolutely spent, exhausted, and sated.

"Well. That was certainly a nice way to end an evening, would you not agree?" Hacker inquired with an air of satisfaction as he glanced over at his bedfellow, his ego boosted from being able to make her scream in ecstasy multiple times. The woman was on her belly beside him, face buried in the pillow. She mumbled something, and the villain couldn't quite catch what it was. "Pardon? I could not hear you."

Zoey grunted, turning her head to look at him with bleary, tired eyes. Jesus fucking Christ. He wasn't lying. He really fucked her to the point that she can barely move. Her whole body felt like jello. She can't recall sex ever being THAT mindblowing before. No one ever gave her that many orgasms, and it was the first time she came just from PIV. She would be embarrassed, but that was literally the best fucking dick of her life, and she doesn't want him to have an ego about it. "Ugh, I said yeah... it was." She rolled onto her side, wincing. Goddamn. She's sore everywhere.

Hacker smirked at her and stretched his arms behind his head and reclined, relaxing and coming down from his sexual high. He is still on cloud nine from this whole turn of events, and the afterglow. She is beautiful to look at. She was beautiful to watch while he fucked her senseless, too. To be able to have that effect on a woman was so satisfying, especially Zoey. A part of him would love to cuddle and just hold her, but he had a feeling it would be... strange and perhaps awkward, considering she's his enemy and all. This was just sex, nothing more.

Still, it doesn't mean he has to be rude, right?

He propped himself up on his elbow to face the human, giving her an expression he hopes looks neutral but inviting. "Are you alright, Zoey?"

Zoey blinked and looked over, seeing Hacker giving a look of concern that seemed genuine. Huh. It made something flutter in her belly, but she wasn't sure what that was. She'd rather not think about anything she's feeling except sweet sexual bliss, honestly. "Uh, yeah. Just... that was kinda intense." She gave an awkward laugh and shrugged a bit, her eyelids drooping with every second. She's gonna sleep like a baby tonight, that's for sure.

The villain chuckled at her comment, and laid his hand upon her shoulder to give a little pat. "Well, you handled it like a champion. You are a strong woman, dear." He commented before sitting up and getting out of bed, walking around in the nude as he grabbed the various pieces of his discarded clothing from the carpet.

Zoey nodded, then hummed quietly as her eyes roved over Hacker's body, a little in disbelief she'd been... railed so well, by him of all people. And he still looked so damn hot. "Thanks... You were good too..." She trailed off as the need for sleep became even stronger and her eyelids fluttered again.

"You may stay here as long as you like, I've paid for the room. But I must leave." Hacker stated. He got dressed, buttoned up his shirt, pulled on his shoes, and was prepared to exit, when a strange sense of shame washed over him for... leaving Zoey here. Like this.

The villain sighed, shook his head at himself, then walked over to Zoey. He leaned over and kissed her forehead, which caused her to make an adorable little noise, and her eyebrows furrowed, eyes still closed. He reached for the blanket at the end of the bed and gently pulled it over the human's nude form. After giving her a warm gaze, he turned away, and began heading towards the door. The two may have just shared an incredible one-night stand, but the next time he sees Zoey, they will surely resume the roles they have played against each other for years. Enemies. That is the way things are supposed to be.

Hacker exited the hotel room, closing the door with a click. Tomorrow will be a new day and new potential opportunities for him to achieve his dream of taking over all of Cyberspace. Tonight, though... was certainly a highlight of the year.

***

Zoey opened her eyes when the sound of her phone chirping reached her ears. She felt incredibly groggy and weak, and her insides were aching like hell. What... then it started coming back. She got drunk, went to a hotel, and had the best fucking sex of her entire life, with... oh, fuck. She had sex with Hacker, her nemesis, the villain that she and the others are always stopping from taking over Cyberspace.

What. The. Hell. What... WHY?! She groaned and buried her face in her hands. God, what was she THINKING? She was so stupid. She should NOT have let herself get carried away by the booze and her libido. Now she just feels... so damn ashamed. And, ugh... dirty. Zoey grimaced as she wiped some of the dry, flaking fluids from her inner thigh, then she slowly got up and gathered her clothing that was thrown on the floor, and started to dress herself. Damn... what would her husband think if he found out about this? He would... probably not care at all. And that was what pissed her off the most. This... is what he said he wanted.

After Zoey had gotten fully clothed, she checked her phone, and realized it was still pretty late at night, around 1 in the morning. It was Digit texting her to check up on how she's doing. Oh of course he's worried, and she was out... getting dicked down by Hacker. He would be sooo pissed if he knew about that. But... it's never gonna happen again, so it's no big deal, right?

She texted back, "Hey, sorry for not replying. I was drinking at the bar. I'll be heading back to Control Central in a bit."

She sighed and looked around the hotel room. She was already feeling the pangs of a hangover headache coming on, and she was still feeling the soreness inside and outside. God, she'll never be able to look at Hacker again without thinking of how... huge his dick was. The way he moved, his voice, his touch... ugh, god, it was the best sex of her life! She can't even say that Leon was a better lover. And the thought of her husband is what made the shame return, along with a sense of bitterness. Hacker had been so... good. Passionate, and rough, yet attentive. And Leon just... lays on top of her, barely moves his hips, lasts 2 minutes and is done. HE should have been looking at her with that burning intensity in his eyes, like she's a work of art and he wants to memorize every inch of her. Not Hacker.

Zoey's face scrunched up and her eyes began to tear up, a sob building in her throat, but she held it in. No. No more. Leon made his choice. And maybe she should just... accept it and move on. Hacker may just have dealt the final blow to her marriage with the power of his amazing cock. She doesn't want an open marriage, and maybe it's just time to cut her losses and go. She needs to accept that it's over. She can find a place of her own, and maybe... start looking for a partner that makes her feel the same way that Hacker did, and shares her sense of commitment. It's going to hurt, and she knows it, but it's for the best.

With that decision made, the hero walked out the door, and began making the trip back to Control Central.

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Once Zoey had arrived at Control Central, she was immediately greeted by Digit, who had a worried expression on his face. "Are ya alright there, Zoey? You look like you had a long day." The robotic bird commented, looking at the bags under her eyes and her disheveled appearance.

Zoey sighed and nodded, not really in the mood for conversation, and started heading towards the portal. "I'm okay, Didge, I'm just really tired. I... got some things going on. I'll fill you in another day. Right now I need to go home." She said, hoping that would be enough for him to not pry any further. He didn't need to know what happened between her and Hacker, that would be... really awkward.

"Okay, if yer sure. But I'm always here for ya if ya need to talk!" Digit responded as he watched her walk away, still feeling a bit concerned but willing to give her some space, since she clearly needs it. He hoped that whatever it is, it'll get better soon.

"Thanks Digit. Have a good night, bud." Zoey said and waved as her right foot stepped across the purple threshold of the portal. Then, to her horror, an alarm blared and a message popped up on a monitor to the left.

'Warning: Due to regulation 117-99, unauthorized travel to Earth by citizens of Cyberspace is strictly prohibited.'

Zoey felt a cold rush of fear shoot up her spine and her heart started pounding. "Wha...hah, what? I-I'm not a citizen of Cyberspace! I live on Earth!" She shouted at the portal as if it was sentient and could reply. Oh god, is it like, detecting Hacker's jizz or something? Would it actually be able to detect that? She doesn't know how this stuff works. What if... pffft, no, that can't be possible. Humans? Cyborgs? They aren't even the same species. They can't... she's not...

"Uh, maybe it's just a false alarm? It might need maintenance or somethin'." Digit suggested, equally confused and concerned by the message. "Wanna try again?"

Zoey took a few deep breaths to try and calm herself down, then she nodded and once again tried to step through the portal. And again, the blaring alarm went off.

'Warning: Due to regulation 117-99, unauthorized travel to Earth by citizens of Cyberspace is strictly prohibited.'

Zoey started laughing nervously and wrung her hands. No, NO! She's not from Cyberspace obviously, and she's NOT pregnant with Hacker's lovechild! There's a glitch or something. Yup, that's allll there is to this little snafu! "Heh... um, wow. Well that's a first." She chuckled and rubbed her arm, avoiding eye contact with Digit. God, he was gonna notice how nervous she was acting. What the fuck was she gonna do?! She can't... oh my god she's not pregnant with Hacker's kid, is she?! She was trying to deny that could be possible but she has no idea. She and the kids are the only humans that visit Cyberspace, so it's not like it's been researched anything. Fuck fuck fuck. What if it's true?

Digit scratched his beak and gave a hum as he read over the logs for the portal system, ignoring Zoey's odd behavior. He figured it's just the shock from this whole thing, and he doesn't blame her for being a bit frazzled by this. If he was stuck on Earth, he'd be pretty upset too. "Hmm. I dunno, I don't usually do the maintenance on the portal system. That's Dr. Marbles and Mitherboard area of expertise." He explained as he continued perusing the logs. "Ahhhh... yeah, it's detectin' a cyborg lifeform. Weird. I'll call Dr. Marbles." Digit said before flying over to the control room to call the scientist.

Oh. Oh shit, she has to stop him! Zoey rushed after Digit. "W-wait! Hold on, he's probably asleep! I can just stay here tonight. No need to disturb the good doctor." She stammered, trying not to sound as panicked as she really was, and gave him her most winning, reassuring grin. That would buy her some time to calm the fuck down and come up with a story. If... if her fears were true... she could just lie about who she slept with. No one had to know that she got freaky with public enemy number one, the villain who has some deep history with her friends at Control Central. No one has to know she... betrayed them like that. Especially Motherboard. She couldn't bear seeing that hurt in her eyes.

"Aw, it's fine, he's a night owl anyway. Plus he'd probably get excited over a challenge like this!" Digit insisted with a chuckle and pressed the button on the com system. "Hey, Dr. Marbles, we got a bit of an issue over here! The portal system says that Zoey's a cyborg, and she can't get home. Could ya give us a hand?" He asked over the intercom. He looked at Zoey, noticing how she seemed... uncomfortable. It was probably just due to the stress of this situation, so he patted her back, giving her an encouraging smile. "We'll getcha home in no time!"

"Really? That is most curious, Digit. Of course I'll help! I'll be right over." The man replied, his excitement evident over the line. Digit nodded, satisfied, and turned his attention to Zoey, whose face had turned as white as a sheet, which made his worry grow. She's really shaken up. Maybe there was more to what happened tonight than he realized. He frowned and took her hands in his wings, and gave them a comforting pat.

Zoey's heart felt like it was going to pound its way out of her chest and she just wanted to dip outta there. Yeah, that's not an option. It'd be super suspicious and she'd have to come crawling back with her tail between her legs eventually. Maybe it's error is being caused by different reason, a totally unrelated thing, and she's not pregnant. She's NOT. It's just a weird coincidence that she banged Hacker a few hours ago, and now this portal system is saying that she's a cyborg, which Hacker is. Yeah, yeah, it's all gonna be fine. Everything's cool. She just needs to chill out and wait to hear what the scientist has to say. She smiled back and took a deep breath, trying to relax, but her gut was just screaming that something is really wrong. "Yeah... thanks."

Dr. Marbles entered the control room shortly after the call, rubbing his hands together in anticipation, a look of eagerness in his eyes. "Alrighty then, let's take a gander at what's going on, eh?" He said with a chuckle, and then walked over to the monitor with the portal system logs. As he began scanning through them, his brows furrowed and his expression changed from curiosity to surprise, then to concern. He rubbed his chin and hummed in contemplation. He didn't know that such a thing was even possible, but it seems that it's happened. Oh boy.

"Well... I can't believe I'm about to say this, but the portal isn't malfunctioning." Dr. Marbles finally spoke and gave Zoey a knowing look, who was standing there and looking pale as a ghost. Digit just seemed baffled by this statement, looking back and forth between Marbles and Zoey, trying to understand what the doctor meant.

"What's goin' on, Doc?" Digit asked with a squawk of confusion.

The scientist gave an awkward laugh and adjusted his glasses, then he cleared his throat, his face growing warm with a blush. "Oh my, how to explain this..." He muttered under his breath. "Zoey is... well, she is with child. A half cyborg child. It's a scientific marvel!"

Zoey felt her stomach lurch and a dizzy spell hit her. No... nonono. She's not pregnant. It's not... she's not going to have a half cyborg, half human child. She's not pregnant with HACKER'S BABY. Oh GOD no. "Tha... that can't... I..." Zoey stammered, looking ill and feeling faint. It was just a one night stand. They were both drunk and just had a little fuck. She was gonna go home, start the divorce proceedings, and forget it ever happened! She was NOT supposed to get PREGNANT, not by a fucking CYBORG, and NOT by Hacker. How does that even WORK?!

Dr. Marbles and Digit both looked at her, now feeling a little worried about their friend, who was swaying on her feet and looking quite green around the gills.

"I'm gonna... I'm... I'm gonna be sick..." Zoey said and ran towards the bathroom as quickly as she could. Once the toilet was in view, she practically threw her head into the porcelain bowl and began vomiting out the alcohol and everything else in her stomach. She didn't want to think about how fucked up this is. There's a little creature growing in her belly, and it's part human, and part... part that FUCKER. The one who keeps trying to overthrow Motherboard, the guy who's been causing nothing but trouble in Cyberspace for years, her enemy.

"Who's the father?" Dr. Marbles inquired as he and Digit followed the hero to the bathroom, his eyes still wide in fascination. The idea that humans and cyborgs were capable of procreating together was a huge scientific discovery. Who would've thought?

Zoey flushed the toilet, then moved to the sink to rinse her mouth and wash her face. She couldn't look at her friends, afraid that they'll be able to like, read her mind or something and know who she had sex with. God, how could she be so STUPID?! "Umm, well..." She trailed off, trying to think of a lie. "I, uh... I was at a bar on Gollywood tonight, and... ya know, things with Leon are... complicated. And it's over. So, I... met a cyborg guy and had a little fun. We were drunk and it just sort of happened."

Digit's mouth dropped open. He's known that Zoey had some trouble with her husband, and he'd heard about this open marriage business. He really didn't think that she was the kind of person to go sleeping around though. But if it's the end of her relationship... maybe it was just her way of coping. "Oh, gee, that's... wow."

The doctor frowned at hearing Zoey's explanation, and felt a bit sad for her, but at the same time he was still amazed by the fact that she is carrying the first known human and cyborg hybrid child. "I'm terribly sorry to hear that, my dear. However... this child, this pregnancy is a monumental occasion! You will be the mother to a completely new species, the first of it's kind!" He exclaimed with a grin. "How wonderful! The citizens of Cyberspace will be delighted."

Oh... oh god, that's right. This baby isn't just her problem. It's going to make history. It's like something out of a sci-fi story. This kid is going to be famous from birth, and so is she. She'll have the whole of Cyberspace watching her like a hawk. Oh, fuck... they're gonna be dead set on finding out who the father is. And when Hacker gets word of this, that little shit will figure out that he's the father of some miracle baby, and then he'll spill the beans and brag to everyone that HE'S the father, that HE knocked up Motherboard's precious little hero, that HE fucked her silly. Then he's going to laugh. And laugh. AND LAUGH.

She should just... get an abortion. Like right now, it's just a fertilized egg. An abortion would fix everything! It's not like she's got some religion keeping her from doing it! But... it's still the spark of new life, something special that has never happened before. And, well, if it weren't Hacker's baby... she'd probably feel a lot differently. She can't just... snuff out its existence because of who it's father is. That wouldn't be right. This is an innocent being. It didn't ask to exist, and it shouldn't be killed because she made a stupid mistake. It's... her baby, and she needs to take responsibility for her actions, no matter how badly she wants to just go home and forget this ever happened. It's the right thing to do.

Zoey turned around and leaned against the sink, wiping her eyes. She doesn't feel like celebrating. Not one bit. She just... feels sick and ashamed and tired. "Yeah... that's true, Doc. I'm sure... everyone will be happy to hear about it. It'll certainly... make headlines. Um, listen, I need... I just need some rest. I'll talk to ya both in the mornin'. Goodnight." She said and then walked past her friends, heading to one of the guest bedrooms, and shut the door behind her.

Dr. Marbles and Digit watched Zoey disappear around a corner and looked at each other with worry, unsure of how to help the woman. It seems that this was the last thing she wanted or expected to happen. "Well, I suppose we should have a chat with Motherboard." Dr. Marbles suggested. "It's best we let her rest for now."

***

Hacker had a skip in his step the entire trip back to the Grim Wreaker. He was feeling like he was on top of the world after his little romp with Zoey. A grin spread over his face as he remembered how he'd made the woman scream his name, and he'd had to clamp his hand over her mouth to muffle the sound, so the entire hotel wouldn't hear her. The look of pleasure on her face as he fucked her senseless would be burned into his memory forever. What a night. Ah, it was a shame that they would never do this again. As enemies, it would only cause trouble and drama, and the sex wasn't good enough to deal with that nonsense. It was certainly up there though! No other experience could compare to having his way with the heroine that's stopped him countless times. He had his fun, and he'll use the memories to stroke his ego and fuel his fantasies from now on.

He finally arrived back to the Grim Wreaker, which he'd parked in a clearing on the edge of town, and was immediately greeted by Buzz, who had a bored expression on his face. "Hey, boss. Had a good time at the bar?"

Hacker chuckled at that and grinned as he sauntered past his minion. "Oh, I did. And the company was excellent." He commented with a grin, then headed to his bedroom to retire for the evening, feeling quite satisfied and exhausted in the best way. Oh, how would Zoey react the next time they see each other? Would she be shy, perhaps embarrassed? Coldly professional? A blushing, flustered mess? Oh, he hoped for the latter. That would be so amusing. Hah!

***

The next morning, Zoey woke up feeling groggy. She was still tired and her head was killing her, but at least the nausea was gone and she didn't need to puke. She sat up, and then the memories of last night flooded her mind. Oh no. She remembered the drinking, the sex, and finding out the shocking news that she's pregnant with Hacker's baby, a half human, half cyborg child. And today... today she's gotta talk to Motherboard and she'll have to tell the fucking godqueen of Cyberspace that she's carrying the child of her enemy. Oh, god... what will Motherboard say? Will she be angry? Disappointed? Is Motherboard gonna hate her now?

Zoey's eyes teared up and she wiped away the wetness, sniffling. She can't believe she's actually pregnant. She's never wanted to have kids. There's just... so much that can go wrong, so many things that could fuck them up and... make them as miserable as she was growing up. And now... she's got a kid on the way. Not just any kid, but a half human, half cyborg child. A kid that's gonna be famous and probably grow up feeling like a freak because they'll never be like other kids. She doesn't even know how this kid is gonna be born. Will it be a live birth like a human? Oh shit... what if it's an egg? She doesn't want to lay an egg! God, and then there's the fact that the kid would have to live in Cyberspace because Earth would flip its fucking shit if it knew about a parallel dimension and cyborg people. AAAHHH! That means SHE will have to stay here too! She can't leave her child to grow up without her!

Oh sweet Jesus, Buddha, and every other god out there, please have mercy. She's not ready for any of this!

Zoey took a deep breath. No, she can't afford a mental breakdown. It won't help anything. She needs to get her ass out there and... and tell Motherboard what happened last night. She owes it to her, as the ruler of Cyberspace, and as a friend. She'll just tell her the truth, and... hope for the best.

With a sigh, Zoey got up from the bed and walked out of the room, heading towards the central control room. Once she entered, she saw Dr. Marbles and Digit talking with Motherboard, who was manifested as a pretty, sparkly hologram. It's time to tell Motherboard and everyone else in Cyberspace that she got knocked up by Hacker.

"Good afternoon, Zoey! I heard the news. This is quite a remarkable event!" Motherboard said with a kind smile. She did notice how pale Zoey seemed. Was she not excited? This was truly a historical occasion that could usher in a whole new age and bring great peace between humans and cyborgs. "How do you feel?" She asked, tilting her holographic head.

Zoey gave a weak chuckle, but she was feeling guilty and sick. Yeah. Remarkable. She's carrying the spawn of Hacker. Woohoo, yay. She doubts they'll be celebrating once she confesses. Maybe they'll still... help her though. Motherboard wouldn't throw her to the wolves, would she? At least, not for the baby's sake. She rubbed her arm and sighed. No... Motherboard was a good, kind person, and Zoey was just going to have to be a woman and take it. "Oh I'm feeling... tired, and my head's killin' me. Other than that... I'm doing okay. Uh... ma'am? We really need to talk. Uh, in private please."

"Of course, Zoey. I am always willing to help." The godqueen responded. Dr. Marbles nodded, then he and Digit left the room to give them some privacy.

After they had left the room, Zoey sighed, knowing that Motherboard was gonna be heartbroken when she hears that her precious, loyal little heroine has been naughty with her greatest adversary, the protege that betrayed her. Uggggh. Oh well. Time to take the licks and just get through it. "I... am SO sorry to tell ya this but... well, the thing is... you know, um..." She trailed off, her heart starting to pound. Just tell her already, get it over with! "Uhhh, last night, I sorta ran into someone at the bar. Someone you're v-very familiar with, and... hehe, I had too much to drink and uh, one thing lead to another..."

Motherboard looked on patiently as Zoey fidgeted and stuttered, her face blushing in that way humans do when embarrassed. She could tell the woman was afraid of something, that this conversation was leading up to her revealing a very unpleasant thing. It was obvious that Zoey did not want to tell her something important. Perhaps this was about how she conceived the hybrid child? "Zoey, it is alright, you may speak."

Zoey bit her lower lip. Goddammit. Just... get on with it. She closed her eyes and spoke in the quietest of voices. "And I ended up... having sex with Hacker. He's the father."

It took a second or two for Motherboard to register Zoey's admission. When it had finally settled in, her mouth fell open and she stared, shocked by this new information, unable to even form a coherent reply. The man who used to work alongside Dr. Marbles and herself in maintaining Cyberspace. The one who became power hungry and tried to overthrow her. The man who has made countless plans and schemes to usurp her position and wishes to see every citizen kneel before him is the father of Zoey's child. Her adversary for years, her biggest headache... is going to sire the very first human-cyborg hybrid.

Motherboard's mouth eventually closed. She sighed, and shook her head. Oh dear. She had hoped that the father of the child was at the least a decent individual, and that they'd help raise this little miracle. She can't deny that Hacker has many good traits, but they've been twisted by his lust for power. A deep sadness washed over her. She wondered if this could somehow have a positive effect in the long run. After all... when Hacker hears of his impending fatherhood, perhaps he would come around? Perhaps the miracle of life would soften his heart? But even so... how will Zoey feel? Asking her to give Hacker the opportunity to mend his ways through their baby... that's quite a big thing to ask of anyone.

"I understand how difficult this must be for you. There are... certainly less than optimal circumstances." Motherboard said gently. She gave the hero a kind look. "If it would make things easier for you, I can inform Hacker myself." Oh yes, the cyborg was in for quite a big shock.

Zoey was a little shocked by how Motherboard had taken the reveal. She was... so kind about it! So calm. There were all kinds of horrible scenarios running through her mind as she waited for the godqueen's judgement. Like maybe she'd be put in prison, or like they'd force an abortion and exile her from Cyberspace forever. Motherboard's reaction doesn't remove the sense of guilt and shame over last night's actions, but she does feel better knowing that Motherboard doesn't hate her, and she's still gonna be there to help. Oh thank God- no, thank Motherboard! "He... doesn't have to know, though he'd probably figure it out sooner or later. It's just... I don't want him using my... our baby to further his own agenda."

Zoey let out a frustrated groan and sat on the ground, pulling her knees up to her chest. "Oh my god, I'm such idiot, and I'm so sorry I did this to you and everyone else. And the baby, it'll grow up feeling like some weird freak, and everyone will treat it bad because the daddy's a huge jerk and-" Zoey began to tear up again, and wiped her face with her arm, trying not to break into sobs.

"Oh Zoey. Do not cry." Motherboard said gently, looking at the human with sympathy and understanding. She felt bad for Zoey and this unfortunate predicament, but the life inside her was sacred. It was a miracle of the universe and she will do what it takes to make sure the baby has the best future. She will be the best grandmother the child could have and provide anything the baby needs, whether Hacker chooses to be involved or not. "This child will grow up to be loved and cherished by everyone in Cyberspace, including myself. You and I will make sure of that."

Zoey looked up at the glowing manifestation of the ruler of Cyberspace, this pretty galactic goddess, and had to smile because her words just sounded so kind and genuine. Even when Motherboard should be mad at her, she's comforting her and assuring her. And knowing that her little miracle baby has a literal goddess on its side already? Oh that makes her feel a million times better. She'll sacrifice everything to make sure the baby feels loved, cherished, and has the best childhood possible. If she needs to live in Cyberspace 24/7 or limit her visits to Earth, then she'll do it. The baby's well-being is all that matters now, and it's such a relief to know she's not alone. "Thank you, Motherboard. You've helped me more than ya know."

The guardian smiled. "Of course." Her expression changed into something a bit more serious. "Now... I suppose we should figure out how to proceed."

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Hacker woke up and stretched. Mm. What a lovely morning. He slept so well after that amazing night he had. Now he's got the memories of last night to fantasize about whenever he's feeling down. Ah, he can picture Zoey's beautiful, flushed face, and the look of pleasure in her eyes. The way her legs wrapped around his waist, and how she was begging him to fuck her faster. It was a true delight. He did feel a little bad for leaving so quickly while his cum was still oozing from Zoey's pussy, her body bruised and limp from a good fucking, and she was half passed out on the bed. She'll get over it though. They both agreed that this was a one-time thing, and it never happened. Wink wink. Besides, he didn't want the awkwardness of a 'morning after' chat with his enemy. They're not friends and he didn't want to stay around for breakfast.

After a hearty breakfast and a shower, Hacker sat at his desk to review some of the blueprints he had drawn up for his next scheme to take over Cyberspace and become the supreme ruler of the dimension. He had a feeling that today was going to be a very successful day, and that his next scheme would be a great victory for him. Nothing could dampen his mood today. He felt like a million bucks and he's going to take advantage of it! Hah, nothing can stop him now!

"Boss, you've got a call from... Motherboard. Should I accept it?" Buzz asked as he entered the room with a puzzled look on his face.

Hacker raised an eyebrow at this. What would she want with him now? He hasn't even started his latest scheme yet, for heaven's sake. Ugh. He was hoping that this would be a pleasant morning. Well, he might as well get this over with, and hopefully his wonderful mood will not be ruined by the blasted guardian's nagging. "Yes, yes, put her through." He said and turned to his monitor, where Motherboard's holographic face appeared, looking rather unamused. "Motherboard, what an unpleasant surprise." He greeted in his usual snarky tone.

"I am sure." Motherboard replied dryly, not amused by the cyborg at all. Oh, this is going to be interesting. Hacker has no idea that in a few moments, his entire world is going to be turned upside down. She almost pitied him. Almost. "I need to discuss something with you that concerns us both. I suggest you prepare yourself, for it may come as a shock." She told the cyborg in a matter-of-fact tone of voice. "Last night, you had sexual relations with Zoey, correct?"

Hacker's mouth dropped open and he stared at the woman in shock. How the hell does Motherboard know about last night? Did Zoey rat him out?! She was the one who was so adamant about their tryst never leaving that hotel room! Hmph. That little conniving bitch. "What of it? It was a mutual decision between two consenting adults. I have not done anything wrong, if that's what you're suggesting." Hacker replied in a defensive tone, his good mood completely ruined. So much for a peaceful morning. Stupid Zoey and her big, fat mouth. Why couldn't she just keep her trap shut? It was a one night stand for crying out loud!

Motherboard gave an annoyed sigh and shook her head. This buffoon. Did he think she would call him to scold him like a child? This was a serious matter and she was going to make sure he took some responsibility, although she doubted that he would. "I am aware of that. However, it turns out that humans and cyborgs are capable of reproducing together. Zoey is now pregnant with your offspring, the first human and cyborg hybrid. Congratulations, Hacker." She said with a sarcastic tone on the last line.

Hacker stared at Motherboard's image, unable to comprehend what the guardian just told him. There is no way that what she just said is true. It can't be. He... he didn't just impregnate the woman who is responsible for foiling all of his plans. There's no way he's the father of some... half cyborg, half human hybrid. No, NO! Hacker shook his head, not accepting this at all. "No, that's not possible! That's impossible, you hear? I did not impregnate Zoey! That woman is NOT carrying my child!" Hacker shouted in frustration.

Motherboard's face remained emotionless and stoic as the cyborg denied her words. It was to be expected. The news was a shock for her too when she found out that the first human-cyborg hybrid was going to be conceived as a result of her precious Zoey getting drunk and sleeping with her biggest enemy. It was unfortunate but that is how it happened and they have to deal with the fallout. "You can deny the truth as much as you want, Hacker, but that will not change the fact that Zoey is pregnant with your child." She told the man sternly. She had no time to waste on his denial. "I would have suggested that you have a talk with her, but I do not believe Zoey is interested in having you be a part of this child's life."

"Good!" Hacker exclaimed in a huff. "I have no intention of playing house with my enemy!" He said, still reeling from this news. "This conversation is over!" He said and ended the call. Oh no no no! This cannot be happening! No one can know about this. Not his minions, not anyone! He refuses to accept responsibility for that bastard child, the spawn of his own seed and of a human! Hmph, he'd rather battery acid than raise a half human child, especially one that is the spawn of an insolent, insignificant, INFURIATING woman who constantly gets in his way. He won't let this little inconvenience stop him! He's got bigger fish to fry, like taking over Cyberspace and ruling with an iron fist, and he won't let a brat get in his way.

Hacker turned his attention to Buzz, who looked a little confused, and the villain knew that his minion overheard the conversation. "Not a single word about this." He ordered his minion in a low growl. "Do you understand?"

"Y-yes boss." Buzz said and quickly left the room, not wanting to provoke his boss any further.

Once he was alone, Hacker sat down in his chair and stared at the blueprints on his desk. He didn't even see the images, his mind completely overwhelmed by this news. He's the father of a hybrid child, the first of its kind. And the mother... oh god, Zoey! That wretched, annoying woman! That utter pain in his ass! She's going to give birth to his child. A creature that's never existed before, something so unique and special. Oh, this is going to be such a mess. The child will have its existence plastered all over the news, and everyone in Cyberspace will be watching its life like a hawk. It's going to be the most famous person in all of Cyberspace.

Oh, Hacker can just see how things will play out. He's going to be the deadbeat dad that everyone hates, the scoundrel that abandoned his kid and left his enemy to raise the child on her own. He can already imagine the tabloids and the news shows talking about him. Hacker, the heartless, evil, selfish man that abandoned his child. And when the child grows up, they'll know that their own father doesn't want anything to do with them. Oh, that poor child's life will be miserable. They'll be treated like some freak, some science experiment, and their dad is the most hated man in Cyberspace. Oh, that's... just sad. Hacker sighed and shook his head. No, no. This isn't his problem. He didn't ask for this. He didn't ask for any of this to happen. He's not going to be a father, or be with Zoey. She can raise the brat on her own. She's a goody two shoes who will surely treat the child with love and kindness, and they'll have Motherboard as their honorary grandma. The child is will be fine.

And if the child doesn't end up being fine, that's not his problem.

***

The next few days were a blur. Once the rest of the Cybersquad heard the news of Zoey's pregnancy, they were shocked but very supportive. When they heard that Hacker was the father, their reactions were less than enthusiastic, and they made sure she knew that. They felt betrayed and disappointed, and made sure to remind her how stupid she'd been for sleeping with that villain, but they'd still be there for her. It hurt, but Zoey knew that they were just worried about her, the baby, and Cyberspace as a whole. After all, she's carrying Hacker's baby, and if he really wants to be a douchbag, then he could easily use the kid as leverage or some shit, like threatening to kidnap his own spawn if his demands aren't met. Oh god, she hopes it doesn't go that far. The kid's going to have enough to deal with without its daddy kidnapping it every other weekend to hold it for ransom. Ooooh, just thinking about it pisses her off!

After a few days, Motherboard called for a press conference to make the official announcement that a human and cyborg hybrid baby was coming to Cyberspace, with Motherboard being very vague about the father, claiming that it's irrelevant. As far as Zoey was concerned, the daddy was indeed irrelevant and the public did not need to know who's cock fertilized her egg. Just that there's a baby on the way, HER baby, and she's gonna love the fuck out of it. But hoo boy, that little press conference has resulted in her, her uterus, and this kid to become the biggest story in all of Cyberspace, and some of the citizens are acting like the baby is theirs instead of hers! Now she can't leave the Control Central without someone giving her something for the baby, asking her for an interview, or bugging her for spoilers on the daddy. Geez, the baby is barely more than a handful of cells! Why can't people just chill?

Zoey was pretty frazzled by the end of each day. She found herself wishing she could disappear back to Earth, go home and be alone for a bit, but those much smarter than her said the trip back to her home dimension could harm the baby. No one knows what to expect with this pregnancy, so it's best to play it safe. Plus, if she got dumb and decided to just try to be a mom on Earth, if anyone caught a whiff of what was brewing in her belly, she'd wind on a table in Area 51. Yeah, no thanks. So using some cyber wizard voodoo tech, she got a message to her family and her eventual ex-husband that she's been placed into a witness protection program and cannot be contacted. A bullshit lie that they sadly had to buy, and so on Earth she's disappeared, and she can't ever tell them what's actually happened.

Guess her little bar adventure last week cost her life as she knew it on her home world. And maybe she does mourn the loss of her normal, peaceful life a little bit, and yeah maybe she's also kind of bitter that she couldn't just have a normal human pregnancy, maybe with a loving husband who would hold her hair back when she got morning sickness. Read bedtime stories to the little tike and play catch at the park. Instead, her husband was fucking other women on Earth, and now she's knocked up with a cyborg villain's baby in another dimension, with a gaggle of eager citizens waiting for like, the birth of Christ or something.

Honestly, all in all, things could be a lot worse. Yeah she's a single mom, and yeah her kid will be half cyborg, half human, and yeah the father's a villain. But, it could be a lot worse. Her friends are here to help her, she has a place to stay, and she has a really good support system, plus the ruler of the entire dimension is eager to be a grandma and help raise the kiddo. So, yeah. Things are okay.

***

Hacker grumbled to himself, staring at the screen in front of him with an unamused glare. Yet another broadcast featuring his bastard child and the human carrying it. It's been three days since Motherboard's announcement that a hybrid child was going to be born, and ever since then the citizens of Cyberspace had been losing their collective minds over this little miracle baby. It's all anyone seems to talk about anymore. Every single broadcast and talk show is about that stupid woman and her baby bump, or rather the lack thereof. They're discussing what the baby will be like, what it gender will, will it look more cyborg or human, who the father is, and just a bunch of other nonsense. It's driving him insane!

He's had to put up with this nonsense for almost a week now, and it's just getting worse with each passing day. His minions have caught him ranting about this more than once, and he's certain they're starting to think he's losing it. And honestly? Perhaps they're right, because he can't seem to get his mind off that child, the one inside of Zoey, the one he helped create. He doesn't even want the kid! What does it matter to him if the citizens of Cyberspace can't shut up about his offspring? He should be focused on taking over Cyberspace, not some half-human, half-cyborg baby that's growing in a womb that he fucked. Why should he care?!

But... he does care. Oh, how he wishes he didn't, because it's making him so mad! He keeps seeing the images of Zoey on screen, and he can't stop thinking about her, and that night, and the fact that she's now carrying a life inside her. His spawn. And that's why he cares, because that's his child in there, HIS 'miracle baby'. An heir to his legacy. A legacy that is currently nonexistent, but that's beside the point! That brat is his, and it's driving him nuts that he isn't getting any recognition or credit for it! Which is fine, because he doesn't WANT the credit. It's just... grrrrr! ARGH! He doesn't even know how to feel anymore. He's angry, and frustrated, and jealous, and he doesn't know what to do about it.

"Boss... you're doing it again." Delete said quietly as he walked by his boss's desk, noticing him glaring at the screen.

"Hmm? Oh, right. Yes." Hacker mumbled and turned the broadcast off before returning to his work. He needed to get his head back in the game, and stop thinking about Zoey and her child. His child... no, no. It's not his child. It's Zoey's child, and that's it. She doesn't want him to be involved, and he doesn't want to be involved either. End of story.

Hacker sighed. Oh, who is he kidding? This is never going to end. That child will always be on his mind. It will be the constant topic of gossip in Cyberspace for months to come. Then once the boy or girl is born, it will start a whole new phase of his misery: the child's entire life. Hacker's bastard child. The son or daughter that was conceived out of drunken, spiteful sex between an Earth woman and her nemesis, who abandoned both the child and its mother the moment he found out about it.

The man who refused to love, take care, and raise his own son or daughter.

Oh god, that is... absolutely horrible! Hacker groaned, feeling nauseous, his hands trembling as he stared blankly at the blueprint in front of him. That poor, poor child. Growing up knowing their father doesn't give a damn about them, that their father doesn't love them. They will always wonder why they were not good enough, why they were rejected. Oh, Hacker feels sick just thinking about it. What a sad existence for the child. Poor kid.

***

Motherboard let out a sigh, staring at the image on her screen. Hacker... he is still so infuriating to deal with. She does not regret her decision all those years ago, when he tried betrayed her, nearly destroying a critical piece of her hardware. The look in his eyes, that hunger for control. It broke her heart to send him away, but she had to, for the safety of her realm and everyone else in Cyberspace, including him. Hacker may be a villain and she may not agree with his ways, but that does not change that fact that at one point in time they were very close. Like... family.

And perhaps the lingering memories of that bright eyed, eager youth she nurtured were why it was still so difficult for Motherboard to see Hacker in this new light. It is hard to reconcile that boy with this bitter, power-hungry cyborg that is always scheming. This was why when Zoey broke the news of Hacker siring her unborn child, her emotions were very complex, to say the least. This baby... this baby means a new hope for the future of Cyberspace, that humans and cyborgs can live in harmony, and for Motherboard's dream to be one step closer to becoming reality.

But at the same time... this baby is a child of her wayward protege, of the person who has hurt her and Cyberspace with his schemes and arrogance. Someone who is still a part of her heart. This is a child that Hacker helped create, a life that is part of him. She knew that there is good in him still, despite everything he's done. He is a man that wants to do great things, but he's lost his way, and this child could be what brings him back from the brink of the abyss. This child, her grandbaby, could be what finally makes Hacker understand the error of his ways. Motherboard is not one to force anyone's hand though, so she gave Hacker a chance to be a part of his baby's life, but he refused.

So that was it, then. Zoey will raise the child as a single mother. And... that is that. The end of this particular tale, for now.

But there is always the chance that things can change, and Motherboard has hope that someday Hacker will realize his mistakes and seek redemption. Someday, he'll come home.

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Zoey is about two weeks along now, and everything is really starting to hit home for her now. Holy guacamole, she's gonna be a mom! Yeah, a mom to a baby that could, like... who knows, lead to Earth and Cyberspace getting formally introduced or some other shit. But that's not important right now. All that matters is her baby, which is still a teeny little bean in her womb. Her baby bean! Her very own baby! Zoey is gonna be the best mama ever, DEFINITELY better than her own mama, and her kid is gonna have a good life, even with Hacker for a dad. She's just... gonna ignore that fact. Yep. It's for the best. Hell, her and Hacker haven't even spoken since they made the little nugget. Soooo... yeah.

"Heeey mama, you've already got that glow." Digit complimented Zoey, noticing the way she was transfixed on her tummy. "I can't believe you're going to be having a baby. I can't believe I'm going to be an uncle!"

Zoey laughed and gave a relaxed sigh. Her heart fluttered a little at his words, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. She was definitely feeling a maternal love towards this child already. "Aww, you're gonna be the coolest uncle ever! I didn't ever think I'd actually want kids, but now that I got a bun in the oven, it just feels... right." Zoey sighed, rubbing her belly gently. She couldn't wait until the baby got big enough that she could feel them kick and punch. She wondered what they'd look like, how their personality would be, and all those fun things. How... green it would be, like it's father.

"Yeah, you'll be a great mom, and your kid will probably end up saving the world from their dad someday. Hah, wouldn't that be something!" Digit said with a laugh.

Oh. Well. That was kind of... a downer. Zoey forced herself to laugh. "Oh yeah. That'd be... that'd be something alright. Heh." Yeah, her child would be raised by a loving mother, but the kid's dad is Hacker. She just... really didn't like being reminded of it. The fact that he hadn't called to gloat about knocking her up was honestly a surprise, and she was pretty relieved that the villain didn't want to take any part in raising their child. She doesn't need Hacker's drama and chaos in her life right now. This is supposed to be a happy time for her and she doesn't want it tainted by his shenanigans. It's not that she hates him or anything, and if the guy ever cleaned up his act she might actually consider letting him be a part of their kid's life. But right now? Ugh, hell no. He'll be nothing but a source of negativity for her child. She wants her little bean to grow up to be kind, smart, brave, strong, and loving. Everything Hacker isn't, basically. At least, not what he wants to be.

One day her little baby will ask about daddy, and... that's going to take some delicate navigating. But she's a long ways from that conversation.

***

Hacker sat at his desk, staring at the screen in front of him, his mind completely distracted by the events of last week. It's been five days since Motherboard told him about Zoey being pregnant with his child. He still can't believe it. Him. The father of a half-human, half-cyborg child. The first of its kind. It's a little strange to think about, but that doesn't stop the image of Zoey with her belly swollen from appearing in his mind. She's a lovely woman, and he does have some fondness for her, despite her being a thorn in his side for the past three years. The image of her belly filled with his seed is... not an unattractive one.

But that's not what bothers him the most. The thing that bothers him the most is the fact that he's not going to be involved in this child's life. That he will never get to see his child grow up. Oh, he'll see them on TV, sure. But he'll never get to see them up close and personal. He'll never get to hold them, or teach them, or spend time with them. He'll never get to be a part of their life. And that hurts more than he thought it would.

It's not like he ever wanted a child of his own before, but now that he's heard about Zoey's pregnancy... it's different. The thought of Zoey carrying his child fills him with warmth, even though he knows it's not possible for them to have a future together. She'd never accept him if he were to confess that he wants to be in their child's life. Zoey hates him, and she'd never trust him to be around their baby. But that doesn't stop him from thinking about what could have been.

He can see it all so clearly. A happy family with two parents and a child. Him and Zoey living in a house together, raising their child together. Teaching them how to ride a bike, helping them with their homework, cheering them on at their little league games, tucking them into bed and kissing them goodnight, holding them tight as they cry over some silly little thing that only a child would care about. All things normal families do together, and it's something he'll never get to have.

Hacker sighed and leaned back in his chair. It's no use thinking about all these things, because it's never going to happen. Zoey hates him, and he hates her right back. It would be impossible for them to be a family. They would just end up fighting constantly and the child would be miserable. And it's not like he's a good father figure anyway. He would likely just ruin the kid's life if he tried to raise them. No, it's better this way. He'll stay out of his child's life, and they can live happily without him.

He's The Hacker, and villains don't have happy endings.

"Boss? You've got a call from Motherboard." Delete's voice cut through his thoughts, making him jump slightly in his chair. Oh, this is not good. What could that blasted woman want this time?

"Put her through." Hacker said, attempting to sound as calm as possible. He wasn't in the mood to deal with Motherboard right now, especially after he spent the last hour daydreaming about what could have been. Ugh, he needs to get a hold of himself.

"Hello, Hacker." Motherboard greeted him as her image appeared on the screen.

"Hello, Motherboard." Hacker replied, crossing his arms. "What do you want?" He asked, attempting to keep the bitterness out of his voice. It wasn't easy, but he managed to keep his voice level. He doesn't want to show her that he's upset, that would give her too much satisfaction. And besides, it's none of her business how he feels about Zoey's pregnancy.

"I wish to talk to you about Zoey's child." Motherboard began, watching him carefully. "As I'm sure you know, the public has been eagerly following the conception and progress of the child." She explained, pausing for a moment to see how Hacker would react. Hacker simply rolled his eyes and scoffed. Of course that's what he would do. "And I am sure you are aware that there are many rumors circulating about the child's father."

Hacker snorted. Of course there were rumors. People love gossiping, especially about the personal lives of others. It's no surprise that the identity of Zoey's baby daddy has become a popular topic of conversation. And since Motherboard hadn't specified who the father was, the rumors have been running rampant. Oh, he's heard them all. Even Digit and Dr. Marbles were suspected to be the father. And now there's a new rumor going around that Hacker is the father. It's ridiculous. Completely ridiculous. Hacker has no idea how these rumors get started, but they're annoying. He hates hearing about them. "Yes, I am aware of the rumors. What of it?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"The rumors have been very stressful for Zoey. She is being bombarded by the press with questions regarding the father, and it is putting a strain on her. I do not wish for this child to be born under such circumstances." Motherboard explained. She knew that this wasn't going to be an easy conversation for either of them, but she had to do what she thought was best for her grandchild. "I have decided that I will reveal the identity of the father."

Oh, of course Motherboard was going to reveal that Hacker is the father, and now he will be hounded by the media nonstop until he dies! He'll be the most hated man in Cyberspace once people learn that the man they despise impregnated their hero, the woman who's been protecting Cyberspace from his tyranny! They will vilify him and say that he took advantage of her, that he forced himself upon her, that he tricked her somehow! They will make up all sorts of nasty stories about him and the child, preposterous things such as it will be evil just because he's the father. Hmph, the nerve! And... Zoey.

She will be called a slut. People will whisper cruel comments that she was a dirty skank for sleeping with him. That she's a stupid whore for spreading her legs for him. That she must be a fool for getting knocked up by someone like him. And if Hacker knows anything about Zoey, it's that she hates being judged and ridiculed by others. It infuriates her, and she won't take it lying down. She's not one to back away from a fight, and she will defend herself, her baby, and its father, no matter what. But she's pregnant. She's supposed to be relaxing and preparing for the child, not having to deal with the public's harassment.

Hacker sighed. What a mess. It seems like no matter what happens, it will cause problems for both Zoey and their child. "Do you have a plan to minimize the damage of revealing the identity of the father?" He asked, trying to sound uninterested.

"I would like to have a meeting with you to discuss the best way to handle this situation. Zoey will be there as well. This affects all three of us." Motherboard told him. She wasn't expecting him to cooperate, but she hoped that he would at least listen. She knew that he cared about Zoey in his own way, and that he didn't want anything bad to happen to her or the baby. "The sooner we can have this discussion, the better."

Hacker was quiet for a moment. He hasn't seen or spoken to Zoey since the night of their coupling, and the idea of seeing her now is... awkward, to say the least. How will she react when she sees him? Will she be angry? Will she try to slap him? Ugh, she may not want anything more to do with him. This conversation is certainly going to be one of those uncomfortable ones where he's forced to confront feelings he'd rather keep to himself. "Very well, set the time and place."

Motherboard was surprised. Hacker was cooperating. This is a good sign, she hoped. She had expected more resistance from him, considering how stubborn he could be, especially after his initial reaction. Perhaps he truly does care for the child, after all. "Tomorrow, 2 PM at Control Central." She replied, watching him closely. She could see the conflict in his eyes, and it made her wonder what was going on in that head of his. She had a feeling that this was going to be a difficult conversation, and that it would not go the way she wanted, but it was worth a try.

"Fine." He said and hung up without another word.

Hacker sighed, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his temples. Oh, if only this baby would simply vanish, then he wouldn't have to worry about any of these problems! He can't even be mad at Motherboard, because he knows she's right. The sooner they reveal the father's identity, the easier it will be for Zoey and the baby. There's the fact that he will have to face Zoey again, something he's been dreading since the news of the pregnancy broke.

Ugh. He can already imagine the look of disgust and disappointment on her face when he sees her. He doesn't want her to hate him, at least not on a personal level. This is beyond the scope of their usual rivalry. Being despised by Zoey for... who he is, as a man and not as a villain, would hurt more than it should. She has always treated him with a degree of respect and compassion, even though he's her enemy. It's one of the things that he likes about her. But now... he's afraid that the dynamic between them is going to change. Ugh, he's not looking forward to tomorrow.

Chapter Text

Zoey groaned and massaged her neck, trying to soothe the tension that was building up. She was currently sitting in a Control Central meeting room, waiting for Motherboard and Hacker to arrive. She hadn't been looking forward to this meeting, and she'd much rather avoid talking to Hacker ever again. Ugh, she can already see the smug look on his face when he comes in here and the things he'll say. He's going to rub it in her face that 'he conquered the hero', she's carrying his child, boast about his virility, and be a complete jackass. That's how he always is. Oh, and the fact that HE'S the father to the very first human-cyborg? His ego's going to be through the roof and he'll be impossible to deal with. Thank Christ Motherboard will be here, so Hacker will have to be behave somewhat.

Remember, it's for the baby. HER baby, who she's gonna love the hell out of no matter what. Hopefully... hopefully Hacker will at least be willing to talk about the situation and make it easier for their baby to enter the world. He's not a monster, so he'll be willing to cooperate for the sake of his spawn, right? This is going to be rough, it's going to be awkward, but it has to be done. They can't ignore reality forever.

And speak of the devil, the doors to the conference room slid open and Hacker strolled in, his cape billowing behind him and his hands folded behind his back, his usual regal stance whenever he entered a room. Zoey tensed up and felt her stomach twist. He was wearing a purple button down dress shirt with a black bowtie, a black vest and matching slacks, a big change from the usual villain/theater dork shit he normally wears, with his black hair neatly slicked back and... he smelled good. She suddenly remembered why she chose to sleep with him. Hacker is hot, and she had a vendetta against her piece of shit husband. Plus there was booze.

So there he is, the father of her child, the one and only villain named Hacker. Hoooo boy.

Hacker walked into the conference room with all of the confidence he could muster. When his eyes landed on Zoey, who looked absolutely lovely with her long brown hair tied into a messy bun, he froze momentarily. He had seen her on the news, but seeing her in person was different. She was beautiful. And pregnant. With his child. A wave of guilt washed over him, but he quickly pushed it away, refusing to let her know how he felt. He was going to maintain his composure, no matter how much he wanted to scream and yell at her.

Hacker took a moment to compose himself before he spoke. "Hello, Zoey. I trust you're well?" He said in a formal tone, taking a seat across from her. He crossed his legs and folded his hands in his lap, his back straight and his head held high. He was determined to show no weakness in front of this woman. He would not let her know that he was nervous or scared about what was going to happen next.

"Uh..." Zoey trailed off and just shrugged. She had no idea what to say or how to act in front of him. She didn't want to come off as angry or bitter, but she also didn't want to seem like she was happy to see him either. She was conflicted and confused about how she felt about him, especially since he was the father of her child. This is just... so complicated. So messy. Right now she isn't the hero of Cyberspace or a brave paramedic, she's just... a woman. A woman who got drunk and slept with a stranger to get back at her husband and ended up pregnant. She's just Zoey, and she suddenly felt very small in front of him. Oooooh, that's not a good feeling at all.

Zoey tried again. "Um, I guess so. Just, uh, dealing with morning sickness and, uhhh... being stuck in Cyberspace. Yeah..." Zoey mumbled. This was SO uncomfortable.

"Hmm." Hacker said and nodded, his gaze focused on her belly. She wasn't showing yet, but he knew that there was a tiny life growing inside her. A life that he helped create. He looked away, feeling a strange mixture of pride and guilt, and an emotion he couldn't quite place. He had never thought he would be a father. He had never thought he would have a child with anyone, let alone a human. It was all very surreal and strange. But here they are, and he wasn't sure how to feel about it.

"Um, Hacker?" Zoey asked after a moment of silence, wanting to break the awkward tension between them. She didn't know where to look, so she kept glancing at the table and fidgeting with the hem of her shirt.

"Yes, Zoey?" Hacker asked, his eyes still avoiding hers. He was afraid that if he looked at her, he'd see the hatred and disgust in her eyes that he knew she must be feeling. It was better to keep his gaze averted, to pretend like she wasn't there. That way he wouldn't have to deal with his own emotions.

"I just want you to know..." Zoey began, taking a deep breath before continuing. "That I don't expect anything from you. You don't have to be a part of this baby's life if you don't want to. I chose to keep it, and I'm fine with raising it on my own. You don't have to love it, but... just please don't hate it. It's just a baby." Zoey told him, her voice shaky. She needed him to understand that she wasn't going to force him to be a father. The kid doesn't need to grow up feeling like it's flawed somehow, because its daddy acts cold and callous towards it. So if Hacker doesn't WANT to be involved, then yeah. It's better for him to stay away from the kid. As long as he isn't a dick to it, then... she doesn't care what he does.

Hacker blinked, surprised by her words. He had expected vitriol and demands, not this. And to his own surprise, he didn't feel relief at the prospect of not having to be involved with his child's life. Instead, he felt a twinge of disappointment. He wasn't sure what he wanted, but it wasn't this. It was a confusing mix of emotions that he couldn't make sense of. Oh, this is all so very frustrating! Why couldn't she have just been a bitchy woman and told him to go fuck himself? That would have been so much easier to deal with!

"You... truly don't want me to be involved in the child's life?" He asked hesitantly. He needed to hear it from her own mouth. He needed to know for sure what she wanted, and then he could decide what to do next.

Zoey looked into Hacker's eyes and tried to read him. She held her breath for a moment and stared as though she were trying to peer into his soul, to see if he was being sincere or if this was some sick joke to him. She couldn't tell, but she could see that he looked confused and conflicted. He looked almost... sad. Zoey swallowed hard and sighed. She didn't know what to do. On one hand, she didn't want him to be involved in her child's life, not if he's gonna like, teach it to treat people like dirt and stuff. But on the other hand... he was the father. He had a right to know his own child, and his child deserves at least an opportunity to know its father. If Hacker would just... stop being a villain, then... yeah, that's what she wants. That's all she wants.

"It's not that I don't want you involved Hacker, but..." Zoey paused and took a deep breath before continuing. "I plan on instilling strong morals into our child, teaching it that it should be kind and compassionate towards others. And... if we don't share the same values, then there might be some conflict." She explained, her voice soft and gentle, but firm as well. "I don't want my child to grow up thinking that it's okay to hurt people, or to treat them poorly. I want it to be a good person, and if that means you can't be a part of its life, then I'm sorry, but that's how it has to be. I don't expect perfection, and I'll be understanding, but... if our ideologies don't align at least somewhat, then maybe..."

Oh, Hacker understood what she was saying, and he knew she was right. He was a villain. He didn't treat people kindly or with respect. He lies, cheats, steals, and does whatever it takes to get what he wants. He doesn't care who he hurts or who he uses in the process. He's selfish, arrogant, and cruel. He doesn't deserve to be a father. He doesn't deserve to raise a child, let alone one who will have a pure heart and a kind soul. He doesn't deserve to have a family. He doesn't deserve Zoey.

He doesn't deserve his own baby.

And that realization made his heart ache in a way that he hadn't expected. It made him realize just how much of a shitty person he truly is. He's not a good man, and he's certainly not worthy of being called a father. It hurt to think about, and he felt an overwhelming sense of guilt wash over him, threatening to drown him in sorrow and regret. He wanted to scream. He wanted to cry. He wanted to apologize, beg for forgiveness, promise to change his ways, swear he'd be a better person. But instead he sat there silently, staring at the ground with a pained expression on his face. He couldn't bring himself to say anything, because he didn't deserve to speak. He didn't deserve anything.

Zoey watched as a myriad of emotions washed over Hacker's face. She couldn't tell exactly what he was thinking, but it was clear that he was struggling with something. This is tough, she gets it. She has her own things she's dealing with. Carrying a villain's child because of a drunken hookup done to spite her husband, not being able to go back home, and some niggling memories of her own childhood keep bubbling up when faced with motherhood. And for Hacker to deal with the fact that he's going to be a father, that he sired a child with a woman who's supposed to be his nemesis, and that the kid might turn out to be a good person while he's a villain... yeah. It's rough. He's got his own mental issues to deal with too, for sure.

"Hacker... the baby won't be here for awhile. We have time to think and... talk things out." Zoey offered, her voice gentle and understanding. She knew that he wasn't ready to talk, especially with Motherboard popping in any second now, and that he probably still needed some time to process everything. She could give him that. She could give him time and space. "I won't rush you."

Hacker took a shaky breath and nodded, trying to compose himself. He didn't trust himself to speak, so he didn't. He just sat there in silence, his mind racing as he tried to sort through his thoughts and emotions. This is just so overwhelming, and he didn't know how to deal with it. He doesn't know how to be a father, or even if he wants to be one. But he doesn't want to lose his child either. He doesn't want to give up the opportunity to watch the child grow and develop, to learn and explore and become a person of its own. To see his son or daughter blossom and thrive. It is just all so much. He just doesn't know what the hell to do anymore, and his world seems to be spinning out of control.

Zoey watched Hacker silently, not saying anything. This is one of those moments where words are unnecessary. Where nothing else needs to be said. Sometimes, sitting in companionable silence is enough, and it says more than words can ever hope to convey. Sometimes, it speaks louder than any voice ever could.

And sometimes, it is just enough.

***

Motherboard entered the conference room, pleased that she wasn't met with Hacker and Zoey screaming and arguing with one another. A pleasant surprise! Maybe this will turn out to be an easier discussion than she anticipated! However, as Motherboard approached them, she noticed that the air felt... different. Charged with something unspoken and heavy, making it difficult for anyone to speak. Hmm. This could be interesting.

"Greetings Zoey and Hacker. It pleases me to see that neither of you have attempted homicide yet. Let's try to keep it that way." Motherboard quipped with a soft smile. There is always a need for some lighthearted humor to ease tensions in tense situations.

"Hmph." Hacker grunted and rolled his eyes in response to her joke. If Motherboard wanted a civil conversation about this situation with the media, then fine, but he wasn't in the mood to joke around right now.

"Awww, but I was lookin' forward to a little brawl." Zoey feigned sadness and pretended to wipe a tear from her eye. Oh thank god, humor. Her second favorite coping mechanism. Oh, the things humor allows a person to gloss over and shove into the back of the psyche! Denial's her favorite though. Good ol' blind optimism.

"Now, we are all aware that the public is eagerly following Zoey's pregnancy." Motherboard began once she took a seat at the head of the table. "And of course, this means they are also anxious to discover who fathered the child. I feel it would be best if we reveal the true nature of its parentage before it is discovered some other way. Controlling the narrative will be best."

Ugh. Here it is. The part where the world gets to learn that he is the father of Zoey's baby and the media circus that will follow. The rumors will finally be confirmed, and the news will be plastered everywhere for weeks to come. Hacker groaned inwardly and pinched the bridge of his nose. Not only will he be dealing with his own emotional turmoil regarding his future with the child, he'll also have to deal with the fallout from this announcement. Oh joy.

"Yeah, the media's been a pain. Everyone wants to know who made the cyborg half of the little miracle bean. I heard there's a betting pool on Blacksite about who's the father, heh. Real flattering..." Zoey chuckled, though it lacked any humor whatsoever. It would be funny as hell if it wasn't for the fact that it kinda makes her feel like some prized whore. When folks find out it's Hacker... they may not be celebrating the birth of a new lifeform, the first of its kind. Instead... they'll probably view her as a traitorous slut. She can't blame them. It looks really, REALLY bad on paper. And when that baby pops out green... ooooof.

Hacker cringed when Zoey mentioned a betting pool, feeling an uncomfortable knot forming in his stomach at the thought of people speculating on his child's existence. He doesn't want his child to grow up thinking it is some freak or abomination, some oddity for others to gawk at. He doesn't want his child to be judged solely on its parentage and treated poorly by society as a result. This baby will not suffer for the mistakes of its father and the reputation that comes along with his name. "A betting pool, you say? How droll." Hacker muttered dryly, his distaste obvious in his voice.

"Regardless, we must focus on the matter at hand." Motherboard interjected, drawing the conversation back to the main issue. "Revealing the father now will give the public more time to accept this news. And the sooner it is accepted, the sooner everyone can focus on celebrating the birth of the first ever hybrid life." Motherboard said, her voice full of hope and optimism. It's a sentiment she hopes Zoey will embrace as well.

"I mean... yeah, if everyone's got hybrid-baby fever, I'd like its birth to be something happy and not... well. When folks see a green baby..." Zoey gestured at Hacker, as if he were exhibit A. "I'd rather not deal with that controversy while caring for a newborn. That'd just suck. Best to knock it out while I still got months of baby building ahead of me."

Motherboard smiled. "Then we are in agreement." She replied, pleased that the meeting had gone so well so far. It seems that everyone understands why it would be better to just get this out of the way. Now, they must discuss how it is to be handled. "We should make a public statement, and announce that Hacker will not be involved with raising the child."

"WHAT?!"

Motherboard and Zoey both turned their attention towards Hacker, surprised by his outburst. They hadn't expected such a vehement response from him, considering how reluctant he's been about this situation from the beginning.

Hacker stood from his seat, his hands on the table as he glared at Motherboard and narrowed his eyes. "How dare you! How DARE YOU assume I will not want anything to do with my child! Who do you think you are?! What gives you the RIGHT to make decisions regarding MY CHILD?!" Hacker snarled, fury burning within him. His child will NOT grow up thinking that it was unwanted or unloved! It will know who its father is, whether Motherboard likes it or not! And it will know that its father loves it!

Zoey flinched at the sheer rage and venom coming from Hacker, feeling like a deer in headlights. Holy shit, she wasn't expecting him to get that mad! Like... what the fuck?! This is the guy who's always cool, collected, and confident in their encounters. Not this... snarling, snapping beast! What the fuck?! He didn't even seem that interested in the baby before! And yet here he was, practically foaming at the mouth and ready to rip someone to shreds with his bare hands for implying that he wouldn't want anything to do with his kid. Honestly, it's kinda terrifying. That's one big, angry cyborg.

Motherboard, however, was completely unfazed by his anger. She had expected nothing less from him. In fact, she would've been disappointed if he hadn't reacted this way. It proves that he cares, that there is still hope for him. Maybe there is more to him than just selfishness and greed after all. Maybe he is capable of change and redemption, and has what it takes to be a good father. And she will fight tooth and nail for her grandbaby to have its family whole and happy. "Do you deny that you would be a poor influence on the child? That you have been an enemy of Cyberspace and to Zoey for three years?" Motherboard countered, her voice calm but stern. She would not let him bully his way into this child's life, not until he proves himself worthy.

"Are you seriously telling me that I would be a bad parent because of my villainous tendencies?! YOU don't get to make that decision!" Hacker snapped. This is unbelievable! It's like she was insinuating that he was going to corrupt his own child with his villainy! She has no right to judge him or make any decisions about HIS child! "The only one who should decide whether or not I would be a good parent is Zoey, the mother of MY CHILD." He pointed to Zoey, his glare fixed on Motherboard. "Not you." He said through clenched teeth, practically spitting out the last two words.

Zoey felt a shiver run through her body at Hacker's words. His tone was filled with malice, as if he were ready to tear her to pieces if she dared oppose him. And when his eyes fell upon her... she saw such intense passion and desperation in them. That fire and determination, such raw emotion. It made her feel... uneasy. And strangely, also warm. If he has that same kind of conviction for his child... then maybe he could be a good father. If he just... changed. For the better.

"Motherboard..." She began, her voice wavering a bit with nerves. She's caused so much trouble for Motherboard with this baby. A baby that was born because she was stupid and slept with the one person Motherboard trusted least in all of Cyberspace. And yet Motherboard didn't tell Zoey what an irresponsible, whorey slut she's been, or berated her for betraying her. All she did was help. It made Zoey cry and feel like absolute shit, because she doesn't deserve it. It's a deep ache and constant guilt that eats her every time Motherboard offers more support, love, and care. Being trapped between someone so kind and selfless, and a man who seems so determined to be in their baby's life, it's not a fun spot.

"Um... Hacker and I were already... talkin' before you came in. And I was willing to give him a chance, if he'll work on being a better guy. The baby doesn't need to grow up feeling like its daddy is a bad man, or that its father hates it. We got time, so... maybe he could... try to become someone who... would be a good father to the baby?" Zoey asked tentatively, looking between the two with a worried expression. She didn't want to upset either of them. Motherboard, because she's been so understanding and supportive, and Hacker, because he seemed so invested in this. It's like walking a tightrope made of eggshells, and she felt like she was going to fall and crack her skull open. This is so much stress for someone who's pregnant.

Hacker turned to look at Zoey, surprised by her words. She was willing to give him a chance, even after everything that he's done? That's... unexpected. But welcome. He's not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. "Thank you..." He said softly, his tone sincere and genuine. She may have been an enemy to him before, but now... now they share something special between them, and he will never forget it. He will never forget the gift she has given him, even if it was accidental. And he will do everything in his power to be worthy of it.

Motherboard watched the exchange between Hacker and Zoey, observing how he seemed to relax as soon as she spoke up. He still held his gaze on her, but it was no longer filled with rage. Instead, there was something else in his eyes. Something softer. Something that gave her hope that there is still good in him. Perhaps he truly does care about his child, and will do whatever it takes to make sure that it grows up happy and loved. Perhaps there is a chance that he can change after all, and she is more than willing to help him along the way. "Very well." She said after a moment, her tone soft and understanding. "Then I will trust your judgement on the matter, Zoey. However, if Hacker continues down the path of villainy, then he will not be allowed to see the child." She warned, her voice firm but gentle. She would not allow her grandbaby to be exposed to that kind of lifestyle or influence, not without a fight.

Hacker stiffened at her words, but he knew that he had to agree with them. If he wants to be in his child's life, then he will have to make changes. Drastic changes. He will have to change who he is and become someone new, someone better. That is not something he is looking forward to, but he will do it. For his child. "Fine." He growled, his tone bitter and resentful. He will have to give up his villainy, his empire, his life's work, everything he has worked so hard for... all of it will be gone. What will replace it? He doesn't even know what kind of person he will be when all is said and done. A new type of anxiety is bubbling up inside of him. Ugh, how bothersome.

Zoey sensed that Hacker wasn't exactly happy, and she couldn't blame him. She's got her own major set of issues to tackle with this pregnancy, aaaaand she'll probably have to permanently live in Cyberspace. Not exactly a fun thing to consider. She can empathize with the guy. He's going to have a rotating series of existential crises for a few months. Having to question your entire existence and what's been driving you will do that. Hopefully he'll come out stronger on the other side, and his child will have a great daddy. She would have liked that, to have a loving father who wasn't an abusive prick. "Hey, if you wanna talk or anything... let me know. We're in this together, so we've gotta stick together, y'know?" Zoey offered, giving him a small smile. They might not be a romantic couple, but they're still bonded through this baby, so they gotta lift each other up. Though she'll probably be doing most of the lifting, to be honest.

Hacker glanced at Zoey and nodded, not saying anything. He didn't really know what to say. He was still processing everything that's happened in the past few minutes. But... he appreciated the offer nonetheless. It's strange, to have the person you were once enemies with suddenly be the one you need to depend on the most. It's a feeling he's not used to. He doesn't like it. But... he will have to get used to it. For his child. Hmmm. He should take that picture of her off the dartboard...

"Well then, we all know the plan for how we'll be dealing with the public." Motherboard said after a moment. She could tell Hacker needed some time to adjust, so she figured it would be best if they moved onto something more lighthearted and easygoing to ease some of the tension. "Now, perhaps the father-to-be should go on his first outing with the future mother?" Motherboard suggested with a knowing look to the both of them.

Zoey chuckled at Motherboard's teasing and glanced at Hacker, who was still staring off into space. "I'm pregnant, so I'm always down to go stuff myself full of food. How does lunch sound?"

Hacker looked at Zoey and shrugged. "I have nothing better to do. Why not."

"Woo! Let's go stuff ourselves then, daddy." Zoey joked. She figured a meal and a chat would do them both a bit of good after having a heavy conversation.

Hacker grimaced at her words. She's going to start that up, he can just FEEL IT. "Don't call me that." He growled and shot her an icy glare. There is no need for her to tease him about this. It is unnecessary and annoying.

"But you wanted me to call you that, remember? You told me to say-"

Hacker gasped and covered Zoey's mouth with his hand, not wanting to have the memory of their tryst resurface right now, ESPECIALLY in front of Motherboard. He could see Motherboard smirking, which only served to further irritate him. Oh for FUCKS sake. "STOP THAT, NOW." He hissed. This woman is the absolute worst sometimes, and she takes great pride in that. She knows exactly what buttons to push.

Zoey held her hands up in a placating manner and mumbled into his palm. "Ahh wuvv oo too."

Motherboard laughed and shook her head. These two were quite the pair. She has a feeling that the next few months will be very interesting indeed.

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"Y'know, I've been dyin' to get outta Control Central for a few days. I'm used to riding in an ambulance and the rush of work. Plus, uh... our old thing. But people keep gawkin' at me whenever I go somewhere. It gets annoying." Zoey commented as she and Hacker walked the streets of Canalia together. They've decided to grab a bite to eat before the media circus begins. Hooray for stress eating! Combine that with pregnancy cravings, and she's totally going to put on weight fast. Oh well, it's not her fault. It's her baby's fault. Blame the baby. Her sweet little baby bean.

Hacker scoffed and rolled his eyes. He could understand why. After all, Zoey is the only human in all of Cyberspace, the heroine who stopped him and his plans of taking over, AND pregnant with the first human-cyborg hybrid in history. Talk shows and news networks have been buzzing about the pregnancy and who may have fathered it. Once they find out that it's him, he doesn't know if he'll ever have a moment's peace ever again, and things will certainly get worse for Zoey. "I suppose the media will be hounding us both once they find out." Hacker mused, not looking forward to that. Paparazzi and nosy reporters, he can handle. It comes with the territory of being a supervillain. But this is a different level entirely, and it's going to be a nuisance. A very big, very persistent nuisance.

"Yuuuup. Welcome to the baby spotlight, Hacker! It's gonna suck." Zoey groaned. Oh god, it'll probably be an entire month of that crap. She doesn't even want to think about that. Ugh. No, she's not going to think about that. She'll push it out of her mind and focus on what she's going to eat instead. "Well, at least we can enjoy a quiet meal before then." Zoey said as they walked into a restaurant called 'Riverside Bistro'.

Once inside, they were immediately seated and given menus. Hacker glanced around and noticed that most of the patrons were staring at them. "So much for a quiet meal." He muttered, not pleased with the attention. He had hoped that they would be able to eat in peace, but it looks like that won't be happening. Zoey, however, seemed to be ignoring the stares as she looked over the menu. She must be used to this sort of thing by now. He wishes he could be so indifferent.

"Oh hot damn, they got cheddar bacon fries. Mmph, I've been cravin' that." Zoey said as she perused the menu, ignoring the stares. She's grown used to it at this point, though it still irritates her. God forbid if she wants to adjust her bra or something. Folks have no decency.

Hacker frowned as he looked over his menu. "You know, you really should consider eating healthier, especially since you are pregnant." He pointed out. He may not know much about human gestation or nutrition, but he is fairly certain that cheddar bacon fries are not good for the baby. He will not have her jeopardizing their child's health and development with her poor dietary choices. "You are carrying our child, after all."

Zoey blinked and gave him a smile that screamed 'bitch, I dare you'. Oh great, Mister Control Freak has finally decided to rear his ugly head. This is going to be so much fun. "Oh, I'm sorry sir, I'm a nurse practitioner and certified paramedic who has handled multiple pregnancies. You're right! You're a far better authority on pregnancy than I. Your words, forged by your ten thousand years of medical practice, speak the gospel truth. Yes, I shall listen to you, who was birthed from the cradle of Hippocrates, blessed with the wisdom of Osiris. The audacity of my actions is heresy." Zoey said in a dramatic voice, throwing her hands up in mock supplication before giggling.

Hacker scowled and rolled his eyes at her theatrics. He doesn't have any experience with pregnancy, but he knows that unhealthy food is not ideal for the baby's growth. "Sarcasm does not suit you. It is beneath you." He grumbled, not liking her tone or the way she was talking down to him. He's the boss around here, and he won't have her sassing him. Especially when the wellbeing of their child is at stake. "And besides, you could stand to gain a bit of weight. You're rather bony." He added, trying to subtly get his point across.

Zoey chuckled and leaned back in her chair. "This is all muscle, baby!" She said and flexed her arms, showing off her toned physique. Yeah, she's thin, but she's fit. She has to be, given her job. Lifting obese patients into an ambulance requires a lot of strength and endurance, and she's not lacking in that department. "I never took you for a man who likes curves, but that's cool. Don't worry, I'll blow up in the next few months." Zoey said, giving him a wink. She knows he was just trying to get her to eat healthier, and it's actually a little touching that he cares so much about the baby. She just likes getting a rise out of him, that's all. Teasing him is fun!

Hacker felt his face heat up at her comment and the images that were conjured in his mind. Zoey pregnant, her belly swollen and round with his child, her breasts enlarged, and her hips wider and fuller. Oh, that would be a beautiful sight. His cock stirred in his pants at the thought. Down boy. She is not flirting with you, and you're in public. Control yourself. "That's not... that's not what I meant. I just..." Hacker cleared his throat and tried to regain his composure. "I'm merely saying that you could benefit from a more nutritious diet." He said, crossing his arms.

"Yeah, yeah, I gotcha." Zoey said, giving Hacker an eye roll and a grin. She's seen the way his eyes lingered on her a bit. He's a man, after all, and she is a pretty lady. Plus they've already seen each other naked, so it's not surprising. Still, it's a bit flattering, especially coming from someone as handsome and dapper as Hacker. "Okay, how about I order the salmon and asparagus, and we share a plate of the cheddar bacon fries? Does that sound like a good compromise? Please, daddy?" Zoey pouted her lips and batted her lashes.

Hacker frowned and shot her a glare. He really wished she wouldn't call him that. It brings up unwanted memories of that night they were together. A night of passion and hunger, their bodies intertwined, her writhing beneath him and screaming his name as he pounded her pussy and filled her up with his seed again and again. Stop. Do not think about that. Control. Yourself. "Yes, that sounds reasonable. Just... please, stop calling me that." Hacker sighed and rubbed his forehead.

The rest of the meal went on without much fanfare or drama. The two of them ate in relative peace, though Hacker did have to endure the occasional teasing from Zoey, and she managed to restrain herself from calling him 'daddy' in public. The cheddar bacon fries were surprisingly delicious, and Hacker had to admit that they were much tastier than he expected. After finishing their meals, they paid for their food, with Hacker insisting on paying, and left the restaurant, making their way back to Control Central. As they walked, Hacker couldn't help but feel a sense of dread creep in. It was time to announce the father of the baby to the world.

"Welp, time to get called a whore. Hacker's whore. Yeehaw." Zoey muttered as she and Hacker neared the doors of Control Central. God, this is going to be such a mess. She'll probably get the Slut of the Year Award or something. Greaaaaaaat.

"You're not a whore." Hacker snapped. He hates the idea of Zoey being slut-shamed for getting impregnated by him. Even if it was a drunken hookup, she's still the mother of his child, and that's enough to earn his respect. And protection. He will not allow anyone to disrespect or harm her, nor their unborn child. Not while he's around. "No one has the right to judge you for having my offspring." He added. He won't let anyone berate Zoey or their baby, even if it costs him his reputation. "If anyone so much as whispers a bad word about you, I'll make them regret it."

Zoey chuckled and patted his arm. "You're a good one, Hacker. Thank you." She said with a smile. He's got a lot of anger and bitterness in him, but she knows that deep down, he's a good man. A good man who's been hurt, and put up walls to protect himself. A good man who wants to be a father and do right by his child. A good man who is willing to protect a woman he barely knows and used to be his enemy. And she will do her best to help him become a great father to... their baby. She's still not used to that.

They entered Control Central, and Motherboard was there to greet them. "Ah, I see you two have returned. It's almost time for the big announcement." She said with a smile. "Are you both ready?"

"No." Hacker and Zoey said in unison.

Motherboard laughed. "Don't worry, you'll do fine. Just remember, the important thing is to make sure the people know that the baby is a good thing, and that we are all happy and excited for its arrival."

Hacker sighed and looked at Zoey, who was giving him a nervous smile. He didn't feel ready for this at all, but he supposed he'd have to face the music eventually. "Alright, let's do this."

The press conference was being held in a small auditorium in Control Central, and a crowd of reporters and citizens had gathered to hear the news. There were camera crews, journalists, and even some curious onlookers who had come to see what all the fuss was about. Motherboard stood at the podium, looking out at the crowd. She cleared her throat and began to speak.

"Thank you all for coming today. I have called this press conference to address the rumors regarding the father of the very first human-cyborg hybrid child. There have been many speculations and theories, but I am here to set the record straight. The father of the child is none other than... The Hacker." Motherboard paused as a collective gasp rose from the crowd. Everyone seemed shocked by this revelation, and there were murmurs of disbelief and confusion.

"I know it may be difficult for some of you to accept, but I assure you that this is true. Hacker has agreed to change his ways, and will not be involved in any further villainous activities. He is dedicated to being a father, and we will support him every step of the way." Motherboard continued. She looked out at the audience, who was still reeling from the news. "I hope that you can all find it in your hearts to celebrate this miracle. A new life is a joyous occasion, and we should all be grateful for the opportunity to welcome such a special child into our lives."

Hacker and Zoey stood behind Motherboard, watching as the crowd reacted to the news. There were mixed reactions, ranging from shock and disgust, to excitement and curiosity. There were some angry outbursts and cries of betrayal, but for the most part, everyone just seemed to be processing the information. This is a lot to take in. It's just one big dumpster fire, and Zoey couldn't help but feel guilty. After all, she was the one who decided to have sex with Hacker because she was bummed out about her marriage and drunk. But hey, nobody knew cyborgs and humans could have babies! And... here they are. The first ever. Oh boy.

Hacker rolled his eyes at the uproar from the crowd. Hmph, of course they would all react this way. As if he expected anything less. It's not like they would welcome him with open arms, after everything he's done. Whatever, he didn't care. He had more important things to focus on, like being a good father to his child. Everything else was just background noise to him now.

"Please, let us give Hacker and Zoey the respect and support they deserve. This is a difficult time for both of them, and we should do our best to help them through it." Motherboard said, trying to calm the crowd. She understood that this was a lot to take in, but they needed to move forward as a community. A new life was a blessing, and they should all celebrate the miracle of it. "Thank you all for coming today, and I hope that you can join me in welcoming this special child into our world."

Hacker gave Zoey a reassuring smile as they walked off stage together, leaving Motherboard to deal with the media circus. "Well, that could have gone worse." He said dryly. He's certain the tabloids will be running amok with this story for weeks to come. However, he knew it would only be a matter of time before things settled down and the masses began to accept the situation. After all, there was nothing they could do about it now. He was the father of the baby, and that was that.

"Yup, nobody threw rotten tomatoes at us. I call that a win." Zoey laughed. The announcement will mean she'll get a lot more stares, but hey, now the baby will have a dad in its life. Hacker was a villain, sure, but he's willing to change for their child, so this whole shitshow might be worth it. "I know you'll make a great dad, Hacker. You've got a lot to offer a kid. Brains, creativity, wit... good looks." She smirked at him and gave him a wink.

Hacker frowned and looked away as his cheeks turned red. Why is she being so... friendly? They're not friends, they're barely even acquaintances. The only thing that brought them together was the baby. What happened that night... it was just a fluke. A one-time thing. And yet, here she was, joking around with him like they were old pals. It was unnerving, but also somewhat. After a life of villainy, he didn't have many friends, if any, so it was a bit refreshing to be treated like a normal person for once. "I hope so. I don't know the first thing about being a father." Hacker sighed. He doesn't even know where to start or what to expect.

Zoey laughed and shook her head. "Yeah, and I don't know the first thing about being a mom. I didn't exactly have a good role model growing up either. We'll both be fumbling through this together. As long as we love and support our kid, I think we'll do just fine." Zoey said and put her hand on his shoulder. They're going to be in for a rough ride, and hopefully, HOPEFULLY Hacker will let his pride and ego go, and reach out when he needs help. She's got a support system in place, and now he has access to that too. He'll have to open up and heal if he wants to be a dad that his kid will be proud of.

"Yes, I suppose you're right. We'll just have to figure it out as we go along." Hacker said with a small smile. This whole situation was... strange, to say the least. Ever since that call from Motherboard, informing him that he has sired a child, his life has been turned upside down. And it has been quite... surreal, so far-fetched that he sometimes catches himself thinking this entire experience was some vivid fantasy or fever dream. Alas, it is all real. Very, very real. He created this life inside of Zoey with her, and now his future will include changing dirty diapers and feeding some bawling, needy infant in the middle of the night.

Well, that isn't exactly appealing to him, and the whole concept makes him grimace a bit at the thought, but then his mind goes to a different mental image. A little toddler, holding onto his finger as it stands and waddles on pudgy little legs, looking up at him with bright eyes filled with joy and laughter and love... that's worth everything. That's worth giving up villainy. He is a father. Zoey is a mother.

"Fuck." Hacker mumbled and ran a hand over his head. How is he supposed to deal with all of these emotions?! It's as though a swarm of insects is trying to burst out of him, a cacophony of sensations, all buzzing about and filling him with fear, confusion, joy, apprehension, threatening to send him over the edge. What has he gotten himself into? It was just one night, and his whole world changed because of it...

"Yeeeeah... I know that look all too well." Zoey chuckled and gently patted his back.Oh yeah. There he goes, having an existential meltdown over all of the sudden responsibilities and challenges that fatherhood brings. Welcome to parenthood. "I recommend journaling and a good cry to let it all out."

"... That's actually not a bad idea."

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"Oh! Hacker! What are you doing here?" Zoey said as she opened the door, revealing the man whose baby she's going to pop out in about seven more months. It's been about a month since he and all of Cyberspace learned that she's carrying the most specialest snowflake of babies. Hybrid babies aren't a dime a dozen, after all!

"What does it look like I'm here to do, woman?" Hacker rolled his eyes at Zoey and motioned for her to move out of his way so he can enter her apartment. "It's date night." Hacker crossed his arms, rather annoyed that she seemed to have forgotten their weekly ritual of spending a Friday night together to get to know the other better, in an attempt to establish some sort of friendly relationship. The better they get along, and the stronger their connection is, the easier co-parenting a baby should be. The joys of fatherhood are numerous, he's discovering. Hooray for him.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I lost track of time!" Zoey's eyes widened and she stepped aside. Aw man, she doesn't want Hacker to feel like he's not important to her. They're... working on becoming friends. Sort of. Parenting buddies. Pals... companions? It's complicated, this whole pregnancy is complicated, but they're both committed to being the best parents their special little squirt can have. "I got caught up playing a video game. Again."

"Yes, yes, you and your gaming addiction." Hacker said with a small shake of his head. He strode through the foyer and into the kitchen, all too familiar with the layout of the apartment at this point. He was tempted to call it his second home, since he was visiting every other night just to drop off something healthy for her to eat and checking up on the baby. He didn't trust her to take care of herself properly. She's a stubborn and prideful woman, and he knows that she would rather struggle and suffer alone than reach out for help. Well, no more of that. Zoey is carrying his child, and that means he's going to take care of her and their baby. He doesn't care if she likes it or not! He's a father, and that's his duty. He won't fail his offspring.

"Sorry, I just... I went from being a paramedic and chasing you around, to being pregnant and stuck in Cyberspace. I gotta get my thrills somehow. Plus video games help me relax." Zoey explained as she followed Hacker. He's such a mother hen, but it's actually really sweet. He's so dedicated to this baby and making sure it grows up big and strong. She knows he's going to be a great daddy, even if he needs to work on himself a bit. Well, maybe more than a bit. He's still got a lot of rage and bitterness, and he's going to have to let that go, but he's trying! And she really appreciates that.

"Well, that's all fine and dandy, but you need to stop neglecting your health for these silly games!" Hacker admonished and waved a finger at Zoey, as if he were scolding a child. Oh, how the tables have turned. Now she is the naughty little girl and he is the responsible adult. That's not a dynamic he thought he'd find himself in, given their history. Ah, how things change. "Now sit down and rest, and I'll fix us dinner." He ordered and pointed to a nearby barstool.

"Aye aye, captain." Zoey gave him a salute and flopped down onto the barstool. God, Hacker is so cute when he gets all bossy and concerned. She feels a little guilty though, because he's always fretting over her and the baby, on top of getting used to his new life and identity. She doesn't want to be a burden, but he's so insistent on being as involved with the pregnancy as he can be. He's got that 'daddy mode' switched on 24/7, and it's so endearing. Almost too endearing...

As Hacker chopped up some fresh lettuce to start on a salad, he thought of the future, as usual. Once that child is born, should they cohabitate or no? If they share the same residence, it would make it much easier to raise the child, but what will the sleeping arrangements be? And the house itself. He will definitely have the last say on that. Zoey's tastes are far too simple and ordinary for his liking. He may be giving up villainy, but that doesn't mean he'll settle on a run-of-the-mill domicile. He is The Hacker! His home needs to be the most splendid, unique, and lavish piece of property on the cybersite, wherever that will happen to be. Perhaps he'll build it himself, actually.

"What's running through that cute little head of yours, papi?" Zoey said as she watched Hacker cook. Yup, he's brooding again. She can tell because his eyes squint a bit, his jaw tightens slightly, and his eyebrows wrinkle a smidgen. She knows he can't help it. Poor guy is such a perfectionist. She'll find a way to get that stick out of his ass someday, so he can be a fun daddy, not a drill sergeant.

Hacker gave Zoey a glare and held up the knife, waving it around. He doesn't know why she insists on calling him pet names. What an annoying woman, though the compliments are nice. She is a proverbial fountain of flattery, always spouting sweet nothings. It's unusual, receiving praise that isn't laced with fear and intimidation, and instead filled with warmth and admiration. He's... still not used to that. "Watch it, Zoey. Don't make me come after you."

Zoey bit her lip as each word came out, with the perfect zinger coming to mind. Ohohohoho, this one will get him all riled up. "Coming is how we got into this mess in the first place."

Hacker's grip tightened around the knife as his cheeks turned pink and he gritted his teeth. This woman! This absolute insufferable wretch of a woman! He can't stand her. She is an absolute menace! How dare she mention that again?! "Stop. Bringing. It. Up!" He snarled, attempting to regain control of his temper before it flared up. The last thing he needs to do is destroy Zoey's kitchen, or stab her dining room table again. That wasn't his proudest moment.

"Sorry I was so bad a lay that you want to pretend it never happened." Zoey pretended to pout, but she felt a little guilty once again. She can't help but poke and prod at the guy. She's used to joking around, and it's so much fun teasing him. She'll behave though, for his sake. Baby steps. "I'll stop talkin' about it. Promise."

"Thank you. Now, would you like to help me with this salad? You can wash the cucumbers and tomatoes." Hacker said after taking a deep breath. He can't get worked up about every little thing anymore, not like he used to. His child deserves more than a hotheaded father who's constantly seething and angry. It's difficult, learning to rein in his emotions after years of relying on anger and rage, but he's determined. For the baby's sake, he will become a patient, compassionate, and nurturing individual. Zoey has been providing ample opportunities to practice. Ugh.

"Your wish is my command, my liege." Zoey said with a bow and a grin, then made her way to the sink. "So, for real. What were ya thinkin' about? Let your partner in crime have a lil peek in that brain of yours." She said as she began to clean the produce. C'mon, Hacker. Open up dammit. He can't keep bottling everything in. They can't be good co-parents if they don't trust each other.

Hacker sighed and decided to share his musings, knowing that she won't stop pestering him until he did. Stubborn wench. "Our future living arrangements. I think we should live together. It would make things simpler."

Zoey's eyebrows shot up and she clicked her teeth. Whoa. Okay, yeah, she was NOT expecting him to suggest that. It makes a lot of sense, but considering how much he values his privacy and personal space, that was the last thing she imagined coming out of his mouth. Plus she can be an 'insolent, irritating insect' and 'blathering buffoon' apparently, according to Hacker himself. They've been getting along, sure, but there's times where she's worried he'll snap. He's a moody fella. "It's... a good idea. Neither of us would have to miss out on our kiddo, they'll have both of us, and it'll be less stressful overall. But, uh... you don't exactly like me very much. I know if it wasn't for the baby, you wouldn't be anywhere near me."

Hacker shrugged and tossed the lettuce leaves into the bowl. "Well, of course I wouldn't. You're my adversary, or you were, at least. You were a thorn in my side. Always thwarting my schemes, ruining my plans, foiling my attempts at world domination. Annoying, bothersome, frustrating..." Hacker stopped and closed his eyes for a moment. He needs to learn to not get riled up whenever he thinks of the past, and Zoey's contributions to his failures. That's the old him, the bitter and resentful him, and he mustn't bring those negative feelings to the dinner table. Or to his child. His child needs to feel safe and secure, not intimidated and terrified. "But that's in the past now. We have a different path ahead of us. A brighter, happier future. Our child needs to be the priority, and we must do whatever is necessary to provide a loving and supportive home."

Zoey glanced at Hacker and felt herself tearing up a bit. Oh god, that man. That man and his damn heart of gold. He tries to act all tough and edgy, but she can see the mush underneath. She can't help but admire his resolve, his dedication, and his determination. Their child is so lucky to have a father like him. And she's lucky to have him too. "Jesus Christ. I'm... I'm so proud of you, Hacker. You're a good man, and... I'm so thankful that you're the daddy of my baby." She sniffled and wiped her eyes. Oh dear lord, the hormones are kicking in. Soon she'll be crying at paper towel commercials. This is going to suck.

Hacker raised an eyebrow at the tears. Why is she crying? Is it the pregnancy, or is she actually moved by his words? It's hard to tell. Women are strange. Especially pregnant women, and ESPECIALLY Zoey. "Really woman, do you have to get so emotional?" He muttered and shook his head. He can't let her crocodile tears soften his heart. That's how she'll manipulate him, with fake feelings and phony displays of emotion. No, no, that's not right and he knows it. His old ways are speaking, the ones that he is desperately trying to snuff out. No, she is a caring and honorable woman, not a conniving, deceitful witch. "I... appreciate your kind words. Now, enough of this mushiness. We're here to have a meal and discuss parenting, not weep and wallow in our feelings."

"Can I at least get a hug?" Zoey asked and gave him a hopeful smile. It would be so nice to get a hug, to feel his strong arms around her. She doesn't know why she has the sudden urge to be cuddled. Must be the hormones. Or something else, but she doesn't want to think about that right now.

"Ugh, fine. Come here." Hacker said and set the knife down. He extended his arms and wrapped them around her as she eagerly embraced him. Zoey immediately squeezed him tight and nuzzled into his chest. Ugh, clingy, touchy-feely female. Why does she insist on physical contact? Though admittedly, it was slightly comforting, having her pressed against him. The sensation of her warm, soft body, the feel of her breath on his skin, the sound of her heartbeat. He could almost swear that he heard a second, fainter heartbeat, and the realization struck him. It was the baby's. Their baby. His child.

"Hacker?" Zoey asked quietly. They've been hugging for like, a minute now, and while she didn't want to let go, it was pretty odd. Normally Hacker would recoil and jump back after a few seconds. Getting a long hug from Mister Grumpy Bear was so nice though, like his warm hugs would keep any nightmare or boogeyman away. Pregnancy makes a gal feel all vulnerable and emotional and shit. Or something else... maybe... no, no. Best ignore that thought. It's only the hormones.

"Shh." Hacker whispered. He can hear their child's heartbeat. Such a steady rhythm. Faint, but there. So quiet. So precious. "I hear its heartbeat. It's such a lovely sound..." Hacker murmured and swayed slowly. His own heart felt so full, and his breath caught in his throat. It wasn't a dream or a fantasy. The child was real. This was real. All of it. He's a father-to-be, with a new life growing inside of Zoey. In roughly 32 more weeks, he'll be holding his own offspring. An innocent, helpless little life, who will depend on him for everything.

"Hacker?" Zoey asked again and let out a tiny yelp as Hacker suddenly held her tighter. He seemed to be clinging to her as if his life depended on it. Jesus Christ, he's going to bruise her at this rate. She tapped his shoulder, letting him know that was enough, and she heard him gasp before releasing her. Thank god. He can't go forgetting that he's a big cyborg, and she's just a fleshy bag of blood and bones. "Um, you alright there, Hacker?"

"Yes. I'm... I'm perfectly fine. Let's continue our meal preparation." Hacker replied and stepped back. Hmph, he needed to compose himself, get his emotions under control, and focus on the task at hand. Being a good co-parent. Right. He can't allow sentimentality to cloud his judgment, nor can he let his paternal instincts override his rational mind. He is a logical and level-headed being, not an emotional fool. Even if the sound of his baby's heartbeat was the most beautiful thing in the world. Focus, Hacker. Focus. He grabbed the knife and resumed chopping up the vegetables. He is a cyborg on a mission, and that mission is to feed his child.

The rest of the cooking session went smoothly with no further incidents. They chatted about mundane topics, such as the weather and current events, as Hacker prepared the main course, baked salmon with a side of asparagus. Zoey assisted by setting the table and pouring them both a glass of sparkling juice, since alcohol was off the menu for her. They sat down to eat once Hacker was finished, and he was pleased to see Zoey had a healthy appetite. Good, good. The baby needs proper nutrition, and so does she.

"So, I'm going for my ultrasound next week. Wanna come with?" Zoey asked in between bites. She knows that it's important for him to be a part of this process, and she doesn't want him feeling like he's just a bystander. This is their baby, not just hers. They're both responsible for this. He deserves to be there for the important moments, and because of his damn pride and stubbornness, she has to make sure he knows she wants him around. That's just the way it is with him, and she's accepted it. She's just gotta be patient and understanding, like someone would be with a sad little puppy that was kicked too many times.

Hacker perked up and looked at her with his eye widened. An ultrasound? He could see his child for the first time. It would be a blurry, grainy image, but his child nonetheless. Oh, how he's longed to see it, to behold the tiny, precious being that he helped create. "Of course I do, you silly woman." He said with a nod. This is going to be wonderful! He can hardly wait. Ah, he'll need to prepare. He must make sure he looks his best. His hair must be styled, his cape pressed, and his bowtie perfectly knotted. He will not present himself as anything less than dapper when meeting his child for the first time.

"Sweet. It'll be on Wednesday at 2PM. I'll text you the deets."

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Hacker nervously paced back and forth in the waiting room, his eyes darting around at the other expectant mothers and their partners. He didn't belong here, and the occasional glance his way confirmed it. The public is still coming to terms with the idea that he, The Hacker, is the father of the first hybrid baby. Everyone knows he's given up villainy, but that doesn't mean the populace is comfortable with his presence. Old habits and fears die hard, he supposes.

"Hacker. Calm down. Everything is fine. Chillax." Zoey said and gave him an exasperated look. He's been pacing for ten minutes now, and he's making the other couples in the room uneasy. She knows he's anxious about this, but damn. If he keeps this up, he's going to have a heart attack before the baby's born. Thank God he's not the one who's pregnant. That would've been a nightmare. He'd be a complete mess with all the hormones, mood swings, and cravings. He'd probably be eating pickles dipped in chocolate or some weird shit like that. Actually, that sounds kinda tasty, so she might try that later.

"How can I?! This is the first time I'll see our child. The first time. This is monumental." Hacker whispered and ran a hand through his hair. Oh dear, what if the baby hates him? What if it doesn't have his trademark chin, or his green skin, or his lovely dark eyes? What if it's just a tiny clone of Zoey? Oh no. OH NO. What if it inherits her annoying traits and becomes a little hellion? This is going to drive him nuts!

"Hacker. Hon. You're going to see a little blob. It's not even a fully formed baby yet. We can't even tell what gender it is yet. Relax." Zoey chuckled, took his hand and gently rubbed the back of it. He's probably going to be like this throughout the whole pregnancy. Ugh. The vibes are not gonna be good in the delivery room when their baby is born. Hacker might need the cyborg equivalent of Xanax.

"Our appointment was supposed to be 15 minutes ago! I demand service now!" Hacker growled and glared at the door to the exam room. He wants to see his baby, dammit. Why the delay? How hard is it to perform a simple ultrasound? Hmph. He'll give the nurse a piece of his mind if she doesn't hurry up with this. Making him wait like this, with no regard for his time or his feelings. And his baby's feelings!

"Tell me about it. We've been waiting for 30 minutes." Another gentleman in the room said and rolled his eyes. "Pam's doctor is the slowest one I've ever seen."

Zoey suppressed a grin. Awww, maybe Hacker will get chummy with his fellow soon-to-be daddies. Wouldn't that be adorable? He needs friends. Friends that aren't villains. It's like how alcoholics and drug addicts need to distance themselves from toxic enablers. Can't have Hacker's criminal friends in his life anymore. "I was a Paramedic on Earth for a decade. Trust me when I say that waiting is part of the gig."

"I just want to see my child!" Hacker cried and threw his hands in the air, ignoring the other man who was attempting to make conversation. He did not come to make friends. He came to see his baby. He is here for business. Fatherhood business, to be precise. It is the most important job in his life and he refuses to let it be treated as anything less than priority number one. "Every minute wasted is a minute I won't get back. When I get my hands on the woman who's running this facility, I'll-"

"Hey. You keep this up, and I'm not inviting you to the next appointment." Zoey interrupted and glared at him. That's it. Hacker doesn't need to run his mouth off like that. If he wants to be a diva, he can do it somewhere else. She knows he's excited, but his temper tantrums aren't helping anyone, least of all him. If he's going to keep this up, then she's going to go alone next time. Their baby doesn't need a hot-headed dad, it needs a loving, gentle, PATIENT one.

"...Fine." Hacker relented and stopped his ranting. He can't afford to get banned from these appointments. These precious moments with his baby are too important to miss. "Just... hurry up." He mumbled and took a seat.

Shortly after that, the door finally opened and a nurse called Zoey's name. Zoey and Hacker promptly got up from their seats and followed her to the examination room. Hacker took a deep breath. This was it. He was about to see his child for the very first time. Oh, he couldn hardly wait!

Zoey plopped down on the chair, lifted her shirt, and the nurse applied the gel. She ignored the way Hacker winced at the sight of her belly covered in goo. Ah, the wonders of pregnancy. Up next is getting fat and not being able to see his feet. Yup, just all sorts of fun going on for the next eight months. As soon as the transducer was placed on her stomach, the ultrasound came to life. Zoey and Hacker held their breath as they watched the screen.

"Oh. Oh wow." The nurse mumbled and leaned closer to get a better look at the image.

"What? What's wrong?!" Hacker exclaimed in alarm. What is the nurse seeing? Did something happen to his baby? Oh no. Oh NO. Please let the baby be alright! It has to be!

Meanwhile, Zoey gripped Hacker's hand and felt panic surge through her. Oh God, the baby. Has she failed at being a mom already?! "Is the baby okay?! Please say it's alright!"

"Yup, they're BOTH perfectly fine. Congratulations, you're having twins!"

Zoey blinked as she stared at the nurse, then glanced at Hacker, who was frozen like a statue. Oh geez. Awwww fuck. Twins? Really?! Wasn't one unexpected miracle hybrid baby enough, Lord?! Jesus tap-dancing Christ... that's a lot of fucking diapers! They're going to be tag teaming her tits! Plus Hacker's gonna be ten times worse now! Goddammit!

"Twins?!" Hacker blurted out in shock as he looked at the ultrasound monitor. No. Impossible. NO. Two babies?! TWINS?! Twins means double the work, double the chances of him failing, double the risk of him being a terrible father. One baby was going to be difficult enough, but two?! WHY, DEAR GOD, WHY?! What did he do to deserve this divine punishment?! He can't handle two babies! This cannot be happening. "I REFUSE TO BELIEVE IT!" He shouted and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

Zoey sighed and closed her eyes. There goes Daddy. Yup, that was pretty predictable. Hacker's going to have a meltdown and freak the fuck out. Poor guy. At least he didn't faint though. "Yeah, uh, he's gonna need a minute to process that. My apologies." She said with a weak laugh. Damn. Twins. Goddamn twins. Welp, the good news is that Motherboard is going to be super happy, and the media will have a field day. But she and Hacker will be screwed. And not in the good way that led to their current predicament. That's karma for ya, huh?

***

"I can't believe we're having twins. I was barely mentally prepared for one, much less two. This is not acceptable." Hacker muttered as he sat on the couch in Zoey's apartment, a bottle of whiskey in his hand. After storming out of the ultrasound appointment, he went straight to the closest liquor store and bought the strongest alcohol available. He didn't know what else to do. Alcohol is a great source of comfort in times of stress. So is smoking, but Zoey shouldn't inhale smoke. "This is your fault." He slurred at Zoey, who was sitting in a chair across from him. Hmph. Her and her stupid, fertile womb.

Zoey grit her teeth and balled her fists. Fucking drunk dumbass. Why did he even bother coming to her apartment if he was just going to get drunk and complain the entire time? Couldn't he have done that at his own home, and not in hers?! Rude. "You know, I'm really starting to get fuckin' tired of you acting like you're the only one affected by all of this." She growled and gave him a nasty glare. Oh poor Hacker, his life is falling apart. Well guess what, asshole? Her life isn't sunshine and rainbows either! She's the one who's pregnant, carrying TWO babies at that, and she can't even go back home to Earth. Yeah, no sympathy from her. Tough shit. Deal with it.

"Oh, I'm sorry, is this inconvenient for you?" Hacker snarled, glaring right back at her. Ha, maybe she should have thought of the consequences of her actions before opening her legs to the enemy. What a foolish, impulsive little tart. "What were you expecting to happen when you seduced me? Were you hoping to get a nice, handsome trophy husband out of the deal? Or were you hoping to ruin my life? Are you that petty? Hmm? WELL? ANSWER ME!" He bellowed and slammed his fist on the coffee table, cracking the surface.

"NOBODY KNEW HUMANS AND CYBORGS COULD HAVE BABIES, YOU FUCKING MORON!" Zoey yelled and jumped to her feet. That's it. She's had it with his bullshit. She's tried to be understanding, patient, and calm, but no more. Screw that noise. "Do you think I WANTED to get pregnant with your children? That I WANTED to be stuck with you? Because lemme tell you somethin' buddy, there ain't a goddamn thing in the universe that would've convinced me to tie myself to an asshole like you, except the fact that YOU ARE THE FATHER OF MY CHILDREN." She seethed and jabbed her finger at him. Yeah, take that, fuckface. They're stuck with each other now, like it or not, and if he doesn't want to have a miserable life, then he better buck up and pull his head out of his ass.

"Well, excuse me for not wanting to spend the rest of my days chained to an uncultured, barbaric, hillbilly whore!" Hacker snapped and rose to his feet. Oh, how DARE that little bitch talk to him like that. Him, a distinguished and refined gentleman, the scourge of the Cyberverse, reduced to the role of a babymaker to a crude, classless, savage woman. Oh, the horror. The indignity of it all. "Maybe if you weren't so easy, none of this would have happened. Then again, it's not like you'd turn away any man willing to sleep with you."

"EXCUSE ME?!" Zoey shouted as her face turned red with rage. That son of a bitch did not just call her a slut. No fucking way. She doesn't have to stand for this. She will NOT be talked down to by him. Not now, not ever. "Leave. Now, before I call the police. And you better not show up again unless you have a sincere apology and an attitude adjustment."

"I apologize for nothing. This is entirely your fault." Hacker scoffed and stumbled towards the door, dropping his half-empty bottle of liquor in the process. Oops. Clumsy him. Whatever. It's her apartment, she can clean it up. Not his problem. Nothing is his problem anymore. "Don't bother contacting me. I'm done." He spat and slammed the door on his way out. Ugh, what a disaster. Why did he have to get entangled with that low-class, backwoods, country bumpkin?

Zoey stared at the closed door and took a few deep breaths. Calm, be calm. Deep, cleansing breaths. In and out, in and out. Yup, that's better. She's not going to explode or lose her cool. That'd be bad for the babies. She's in control of her emotions, and she won't let that jackass push her buttons. Fuck him. Fuck his stupid, egotistical, self-centered, narcissistic, arrogant, pathetic ass. She's not going to cry over him, and she doesn't need him. She and her babies will be better off without him. Yup. They'll be just fine. Sure. She sank to the floor and sobbed quietly. Stupid hormones. Making her so damn emotional...

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A week passed since their argument. Zoey went about her daily routine, attending her prenatal classes and doctors appointments, and trying to ignore the pain of not having the father of her children in her life. Hacker hadn't reached out, and she wasn't about to contact him. She deserves respect and appreciation, and she won't settle for anything less. Especially not from that jackass. Still, it hurts. SHE was the one who stood up for him and asked Motherboard to give him a chance, and the bastard spit in her face. If he wants to abandon them and pretend like they don't exist, then that's his loss. They'll be perfectly fine without him. She was planning on raising one baby by herself, with her support group, when she first found out she was pregnant. She can manage two. Even though that'll be a lot harder. Ugh. Just gotta think positive, right?

"Motherboard is ready to see you." Dr. Marbles said, shaking Zoey from her thoughts. She nodded and followed him into Motherboard's chamber. Time to give the weekly update to the soon-to-be grandma godqueen.

"Hello, Zoey. How are you today?" Motherboard greeted her with a warm smile.

"I'm alright, just a little tired. You know, the usual." Zoey chuckled and shrugged. She doesn't want to burden Motherboard with her problems, but it's hard to hide things from her. She's perceptive, and she knows Zoey better than anyone in Cyberspace. "Um, I haven't been in contact with Hacker since last week. He's still not talking to me, or anyone else as far as I know."

"I see." Motherboard's face fell. Oh dear. That's not good news. She had hoped that he would've come to his senses by now and tried to mend things, but apparently, he hasn't. They knew Hacker's journey into fatherhood would be a bumpy one, but he seemed determined to make things work. Perhaps that's why this is hitting her harder than expected. She has faith he'll come around eventually, but it hurts her heart to see Zoey suffering. "I am sorry to hear that. You know I am always here for you."

"Yeah, I know." Zoey sighed and rubbed her belly. She can't dwell on it. If he decides to be a deadbeat dad, that's on him. She'll just have to work twice as hard to make sure her babies know they're loved. "Um, I'm not gonna tell you to give up on him, 'cause you always see the best in people. But... I gotta take care me and mine. I can't play therapist and mommy to a man like Hacker. I got enough on my plate."

Motherboard nodded and sighed. Oh dear. This is not the future she wanted for Hacker and Zoey, nor the one she envisioned for her grandbabies. It breaks her heart, but she must respect Zoey's wishes. Hacker has to want to change for the better, and right now he doesn't. "I understand, Zoey. You have to do what is best for you. But I hope you know that I will never give up on him. Even if it takes him years to come around, I will be waiting with open arms."

"I know, you're the best." Zoey said with a smile. She's glad Hacker has someone like Motherboard in his corner, someone who'll always be there for him, no matter what. He needs all the support he can get. Even if he is a total jerk.

***

"That's right, it is I! Hic, THE Hacker. Cower, you, er, you cowards! Mwa, hic, ha, HA!" Hacker cackled from atop one of his old inventions, a large robotic scorpion, in a town square on Sensible Flats. He had awakened that morning with the worst hangover of his life, and the urge to cause a scene. Maybe some light villainy would cheer him up. Remind him of the good ol' days, where he could wreak havoc and terrorize the populace at his leisure. The days of no responsibilities. No baby. No Zoey. Yes, the days of freedom and mayhem. That's the life! Now if he could just remember how this blasted scorpion machine worked.

Digit and the Cybersquad watched as the robot scorpion spun around in circles and sprayed sparks everywhere. This was a new low, even for Hacker. Normally, his schemes were at least somewhat cunning or creative, but this was just pathetic. Buzz and Delete gave them an awkward wave and a shrug, obviously embarrassed by the situation. The citizens of Sensible Flats had gathered to watch the spectacle, and while they were rightfully cautious, no one ap1peared to be terrified or panicked. More amused than anything else. Ouch. Talk about losing your edge.

"Popcorn! Get yer popcorn! Only 5 Snelfus s a bag!" Shouted a local vendor, and the crowd eagerly dug in, excited to have a snack while watching the show. Meanwhile, the Cybersquad could only stare in disbelief. Is this seriously happening right now?

"Buzz, Delete, HELP ME CONTROL THIS THING!" Hacker demanded, but his henchmen shook their heads and backed away from the malfunctioning robot. "Fine, I'll do it myself. I'm, hic, I'm the GREATEST mastermind in all of Cyberspace!" He slurred and slammed his fist on the console, which caused the machine to engage 'presentation mode', launching fireworks into the sky with speakers loudly playing his theme song. Ugh. Perfect, just perfect. If he wasn't so hammered, he would be mortified by the display. The bottle has taken away his shame, and his dignity. Goodbye, dignity. Hello, misery.

"Okay, that's enough." Jackie said with a sigh and a shake of her head. She rolled her sleeves up and cracked her knuckles. Time to stop this nonsense and have a talk with that idiot. "You three, take the bot down, I'll handle the drunken dummy." She ordered, and others nodded before heading off to dismantle the mechanical scorpion. Jackie climbed aboard and looked into the cockpit, where she found Hacker giggling and banging on the controls. Geez. He's really taking this whole 'dad' thing pretty bad. "Alright, bud. Party's over. Come on, let's go." She said and held out a hand to him.

"Oh, of course. The, hic, hero arrives to spoil my fun. Listen here missy, I... I've been doing this for a loooong time, before you were, hic, even a twinkle in your daddy's eye! I'm, hic, a professional evildoer, a- a master of mischief! I will never surrender to the likes of YOU! Hahaha! Hic. Bleh." Hacker ranted before covering his mouth and gagging. Oh, the whiskey is not agreeing with him. Nasty stuff. He should have gone with vodka. That's smoother, like butter. Butter is delicious. Oh, now he's hungry. Perhaps Buzz will make him a grilled cheese sandwich. Yes, a nice, greasy, cheesy, boozy sandwich. That would certainly hit the spot. Wait, did he have something to do? Hmm. Where is he?

"No, you're a jackass." Jackie stated and grabbed Hacker by the arm to drag him out of the cockpit. He tripped and stumbled, causing them both to tumble to the ground. "Oof. Yeesh, you're a mess, pal." She grunted as she sat up on his chest. Hacker squirmed beneath her and whined, looking like a giant, sulky toddler. No wonder Zoey is fed up with him. "Seriously, dude. You gotta sober up and sort yourself out. What would Zoey say if she saw you like this?"

"Who cares what that, hic, insufferable wench thinks. I-I'm a free spirit. A bird. A lone wolf. Howl, hic. Howl!" Hacker proclaimed and raised a fist in the air. He'll show her, and everyone else. He's a stallion, wild and untamed, and no one can reign him in. Least of all that shrew of a woman. Take that, Zoey. Nyah. He stuck his tongue out at her, which was odd, considering she wasn't anywhere in sight. Hmph, mere details. Besides, the ground is rather comfy, so he laid down and stretched out. Yes, a nice, mid-morning nap sounds delightful. Good night. Zzz...

"Right, well, time to get you home... grrr, guys, help me. He's a big boy." Jackie called over to Digit, Matt, and Inez. The trio approached, and together they carried the snoring Hacker to the Grim Wreaker, parked nearby. Buzz and Delete got to work cleaning up the mess their boss made, while the Cybersquad secured the drunken scourge of Cyberspace and contacted Motherboard. With her permission, they set a course for the Northern Frontier and flew off.

***

"Hey, Hacker. Rise and shine, it's a beautiful day." Jackie cooed and set a bowl of oatmeal on the bedside table. The Cybersquad was on a new mission, operation 'Save Hacker from Himself'. Part one involved getting him back to the Northern Frontier and nursing him through his hangover. Phase two was convincing him to stop his pity party and get his act together. Would it be easy? Absolutely not, but it needed to be done. For his sake, and for the sake of his unborn children. "We made you breakfast, and there's a cup of ginger tea to soothe your stomach."

"Mrrblgrmr." Hacker mumbled and groaned from his fetal position under the covers. His head was pounding, his stomach queasy, and his limbs were stiff. On the bright side, he had a fantastic dream. It featured him winning a pie-eating contest. There was also a clown, a rubber duckie, and a herd of turtles wearing tutus. An odd combination, but he won't complain. Dreams are truly strange. Speaking of dreams, he had another one involving a group of meddling kids invading his ship, lecturing him, and forcing him to eat and drink. One read him a bedtime story, which was about a cat in a hat. Wait a moment... he recognized that voice. That was... oh dear god. "What are you doing here?!" He demanded and sat up quickly, but immediately winced and groaned as the headache intensified. Ouch.

"You're welcome." Jackie snarked and crossed her arms. She expected him to be grumpy, so she wasn't offended. She knows he's going through a tough time, and is determined to be patient with him. For now, at least. "We found you drunk and disorderly, brought you back to the Wreaker, and took care of you while you were passed out. I stayed with you all night, and read you a story. I also drew on your face." She giggled and held up a mirror for him, showing a butterfly on his left cheek. "Cute, huh?"

"You did what?! Ugh, you miserable brat." Hacker growled and snatched the mirror out of her hand. He looked at his reflection, and his eyes widened as he noticed they were bloodshot, his hair was oily, and his appearance was overall disheveled. He looked like shit. No, worse. He looked like a peasant. A filthy, disgusting, homeless peasant. "Oh god, I need a shower. And a toothbrush. And a hairbrush. And a-"

"A therapist?" Jackie suggested with a smirk. She dodged a pillow that Hacker threw at her, which hit the wall behind her with a soft thump. "Woah, chill. It was just a joke."

"I do not need a therapist!" Hacker snapped and glared at her. Oh, how dare she mock him and make light of his pain. That little brat. CHILDREN! Ugh, the source of all his sorrows. Speaking of children... "Where is Zoey? I demand to speak with her. This instant!"

Jackie's smile disappeared, replaced by a frown. Oh boy, here we go. "Zoey wants nothing to do with you. You blew it. You had a chance to be in your kids' lives, and you ruined it by being a selfish jerk. She told us what you said to her. You had no right to talk to her like that."

"That's not... I didn't mean to..." Hacker sputtered and his heart sank as the memories of his cruel words to Zoey returned. He didn't really say those horrible things, did he? Yes. Yes, he did. Oh no. His stomach twisted into knots and his headache worsened. He's a terrible man. A horrible, disgusting, wretched creature. "I was angry... and upset. Twins?! Why twins?! I can't handle two babies! It's too much pressure, too much responsibility!" He moaned and pulled the covers over his head. Oh, what a nightmare.

"You know, you're not the only one who's scared." Jackie said quietly and sighed. He needs to get over himself, and see that he's not the only one affected by this whole situation. Zoey is too. "You think Zoey wanted to have kids with you? She had a whole life back on Earth. A husband, a career, friends. She gave all that up to stay here, in an alien world, and raise your kids. She could have gotten an abortion, but she took responsibility. She's sacrificing so much, for your children. You're so wrapped up in your own feelings, that you don't see what's right in front of you."

"I... I hadn't thought of that." Hacker admitted. He truly has been selfish. He's been thinking only of himself, and not the woman who's carrying his children. It's not as though she planned for any of this to happen. She didn't ask to get pregnant with his children, or to be trapped in Cyberspace because of them. And yet, she's taking it all in stride. Unlike him, she's being brave. Oh, what an idiot he's been. "I really messed this up, didn't I?"

"Yeah, you kinda did." Jackie said with a wince. She couldn't sugarcoat it. Hacker really did screw up, but she still has hope he can fix things. "You can still make things right. You can apologize to Zoey, and be there for her and the twins. But you have to prove you've changed. Actions speak louder than words. You want to be a good man? Then be a good man." She patted his shoulder and rose from her chair. "I'm going to let you rest, and think about what you want. We'll talk more later, okay?"

"Okay." Hacker said with a sigh. Oh, he has much to think about, that's for certain. He's been acting like a fool, and it's time for him to grow up. No more childish tantrums or pity parties. If he wants to be a good father, then he'll have to prove it.

***

"Ah, that's more like it. No more oily hair, no more crusty eyes, no more stinky breath." Hacker said to himself as he looked at his reflection in the mirror after getting out of the shower. Much better. He still looked like he hasn't slept in days, but that's to be expected after a week-long drinking binge. At least he no longer resembled a sewer rat. Now, he merely resembled a sewer rat's less attractive cousin. Oh, close enough. "Now then, time to take stock of the damage." He said and went to his office. After logging into his computer, he opened his bank account and his eyes nearly popped out of his skull. "Oh no... oh no, no, no. That's not possible. I couldn't have spent that much."

He quickly looked at his recent transactions and confirmed the worst. During his week-long bender, he had gone on a spending spree. He purchased new clothes, jewelry, and other luxury items. He also ate at fancy restaurants and drank at high-end bars. All of that added up to quite a hefty sum. And that's not all. He also bought a yacht, a private island, and a solid gold statue of himself. Then there was the visit to Blacksite, where he gambled away a fortune, visited a brothel, and bought a large quantity of drugs. He cringed as he remembered some of the 'recreational activities' he had engaged in while under the influence. Oh, the depravity! The debauchery! How embarrassing. "Ugh, I'm never drinking again."

***

Hacker paced back and forth in his office as he spoke to Motherboard, who was giving him the lecture of a lifetime. He had expected this, but it was still rather unpleasant. "I know, I know. I messed up. I'm a failure, a disgrace, a miserable, pathetic excuse for a man. I don't need you to remind me." He groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. He was already berating himself for his poor choices, he didn't need her to add to his misery.

Motherboard sighed and shook her head. Her prodigal son has returned, but she fears it may be too late. "I am not saying that, Hacker. I am disappointed in you, yes, but I am more concerned for you and your family. You have been spiraling out of control, and you need to get a hold of yourself before you do something that you will regret."

"I already have." Hacker said with a sigh. He's been wallowing in self-pity, and he took his anger out on the mother of his children. What kind of man does that? "I said some horrible things to Zoey. I was cruel and heartless. She didn't deserve that."

Motherboard smiled and nodded. It seems her wayward son is learning a valuable lesson, albeit the hard way. "The fact that you regret your actions shows that you are capable of growth and change. You have the capacity to be a better man. You just need to take that first step."

"I... I suppose you're right. I've been so selfish, and I haven't been thinking about how my actions affect others. Especially Zoey." Hacker said with a sigh. He owes her an apology, a very large one at that, and he doubts that mere words will suffice. He must take action, and prove that he is sincere in his desire to change. "I want to be a better man. I want to be a good father. But I don't know how."

Motherboard chuckled. Oh, her boy. He's always been so headstrong and independent, always wanting to do things his own way. "Well, you could start by asking for help. You don't have to do this alone. You have me, and the Cybersquad, and of course, the mother of your children. Don't be afraid to lean on us, we're here for you. We'll guide you along the path, and help you become the man you were meant to be."

Hacker felt a warm, fuzzy feeling in his chest. It was a foreign sensation to him, but not an unpleasant one. He rarely ever felt this way, especially when he was sober, but it wasn't unwelcome. Quite the opposite. "I... I think I'd like that." He said with a small smile. Being a father, a good man they can all rely on, will be the hardest thing he's ever done. But at least he won't be doing it alone. With the support of his friends and family, perhaps he can find the strength within himself to become the man he was always meant to be.

***

After taking Motherboard's advice and meditating on his actions, Hacker realized that he couldn't expect Zoey to have to deal with his mess, nor could she be expected to drag him out of his spiral. It wasn't her job, nor her place, and it was wrong for anyone to expect her to save him, especially from himself. If he wanted to change, it would have to come from within. So, with that in mind, he spoke to Dr. Marbles and got a referral to a reputable therapist. He went to his first appointment, and wasn't disappointed when his therapist concluded that his anger and avoidance of his paternal responsibilities were likely manifestations of childhood trauma and emotional repression. What did you expect? Therapy isn't magic, and it won't solve all his problems overnight. But it is a start.

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Hacker took a deep breath and steeled himself as he approached the door to Zoey's apartment. He was dressed in his finest suit, and he had a bouquet of flowers in his hand. He was nervous, but he knew he had to do this. It was time to apologize to Zoey, and to show her that he was ready to change. After a few moments of hesitation, he knocked on the door and waited. A few seconds later, the door opened, and there she stood. "Um... hi." He said with a sheepish smile.

"Hacker." Zoey said with a cold, flat tone. She's heard word that he's been getting himself together, and she's glad for him, but she's still sore over his previous outbursts. She can't be having a raging bull in her life while she's pregnant, for fuck's sake! The hormones are making her super emotional now, so stress and anger are two things she absolutely cannot deal with. She don't need no baby daddy drama! She doesn't need his push and pull, hot and cold, up and down, yada yada bullshit. She needs stability and peace. Zen as fuck. She's already stressed enough, worrying about their babies and if they're developing properly, since they're the first human-cyborg hybrids. She doesn't need him adding to it, no matter how sorry he is. Time to nut up or shut up, bucko.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I was a fool, a selfish, thoughtless idiot. You didn't deserve to be treated the way I treated you. You're the mother of my children, and I should have respected and appreciated you. I was too caught up in my own insecurities and fears, and I was a complete jerk. I'm not asking for your forgiveness, but I'm asking for a second chance. Please, let me prove to you that I can be a good father, and that I can be a good man." Hacker's voice cracked with emotion. He held out the bouquet of flowers to her, a peace offering and a symbol of his contrition. "These are for you." He added, and offered a weak, but hopeful smile.

Zoey looked at the flowers, then back at Hacker. The guy looked and sounded sincere, but she was still wary. She didn't want to get her hopes up, start making plans for a future that includes him, only to have him get cold feet again. Sure, they aren't a couple, and they're not even friends, but they're supposed to be a team, goddammit. Equals. Partners. If they're going to raise their kids together, they have to be in this together. All in. No backing out when he gets scared. She's scared too, but she can't run away. She needs him to be here for her, and she's tired of being let down by the men in her life. "I'm not making any promises." She said at last. "But I'll give you a chance to prove yourself. Let's have a chat."

***

"Look, I know what it's like to grow up in an unstable environment. I know how that fucks with a kid's brain. I don't want that for our children. They deserve better. They deserve stability, they deserve a home where they feel safe, and they deserve two parents who love them and will always be there for them." Zoey said as she sat on the couch next to Hacker. Showing any kind of vulnerability with him was pretty damn hard, especially after all that shit he said to her during his little meltdown. Still, she felt like he needed to know why she's so damned and determined to have him play an active role in their children's lives while also putting her foot down. She wasn't trying to bully him, but she had to stand her ground, for their children. "That's what I want for them. And if you want to be their dad, then you have to do the same. Being a parent means duty and sacrifice. Love don't mean a damn thing if it's not backed up by action."

"I understand that." Hacker said quietly. His gaze drifted to her belly, which was slightly larger than the last time he had seen her. There were two children inside her, two living beings that were half him, and half her. Two beings that were created from an act of lust and spite, but had the potential to be so much more. A surge of emotion rose in his chest, and he blinked rapidly to clear the tears that threatened to fall. "May I... touch you?"

"Go ahead." Zoey said and lifted her shirt. She guided his hand and placed it on her bump, smiling at the look of wonder that spread across his face. There it is again, that daddy vibe he gives off. Damn, if he could just act like this all the time, they wouldn't have any problems. He's got a lot to offer as a dad. Smart, protective, passionate, and affectionate. When he wants to be. He's nice to look at too, which would be a side perk for her if they're going to be hanging around each other more often. But anyway, he just needs to quit fighting his own feelings and instincts. It's a battle he can't win, and he'll wind up hating his life if he tries to deny what's in his heart. "Go ahead, say something to them. They're probably tired of hearing me talk. They'll appreciate a new voice."

Hacker cleared his throat, feeling a bit silly at the notion of talking to unborn infants, but he supposed he could give it a go. "Um, hello, little ones. It's me, your father. I know I've been... absent, but I promise that I'm going to be there for you from now on. I'm going to be a good father, and I'm going to love you and protect you, always. You're going to have a home where you feel safe, and you'll be surrounded by people who will always be there for you, no matter what. I love you. I know I'm not perfect, but I promise I'll try my best for you." He whispered and gently caressed her belly, feeling a warm, fuzzy feeling in his chest. A father, a home, a family. He can do that. He can give his children what he never had. He can give them what he's always wanted. A home. A family.

Zoey watched Hacker with a mix of emotions. On one hand, she was happy to see him bonding with their children, even if they were still developing. On the other hand, she couldn't help but feel a bit of sadness. This should have been her husband, the man she married. Not the man she had a one-night stand with to get back at him. What a mess. She's been in Cyberspace for two and a half months, and she wonders if Leon even cares that she's gone. Maybe he was happy when she sent that bullshit message about her being in a witness protection program. He can sleep around all he wants without her crying about it. What a douche. She can't believe she wasted 11 years of her life on that cheating, lying bastard. "That was really sweet, Hacker. The kids appreciate it. I'm sure they do." She said after a few moments of silence.

Hacker smiled and gently kissed her belly. "Thank you. It... it felt good. It felt right." He admitted and sighed. This is what he's been missing all his life. A family. A sense of belonging. A purpose beyond his own selfish desires. He wants this with every fiber of his being, but he's still scared of failing. What if he's not a good father and his children grow to resent him? What if Zoey decides she doesn't want him around after all? What if he screws this up and loses everything? The thought of failing is almost too much to bear.

"It takes a lot of courage to do this, I know. I'm scared too." Zoey said and rubbed her belly. She's still got about six months of hormones, mood swings, and cravings, and it's gonna suck. Not to mention the birth, which is gonna be a bitch. And then there's the sleepless nights, the diaper changes, the feedings, the crying, the tantrums, the potty training, the teething... oh god, the list goes on and on. Not just for one baby, but TWO! It's not like she can just walk away whenever she wants to. This is forever. This is life. "But we're doing this together, whether we like it or not. So, let's just focus on doing the best we can, okay? And, to quote Captain Picard, 'Don't let perfect be the enemy of good'."

"Actually Voltaire said that first. The phrase is 'Le mieux est l'ennemi du bien', which means 'The best is the enemy of good'. It's a common mistake." Hacker said, and then winced when Zoey grubbed a pillow and threw it at his face. Ah, perhaps that wasn't the right time to correct her, but old habits die hard. The path to fatherhood will truly be a humbling experience. Oh well, at least he's in good company. "Sorry, sorry. Force of habit." He muttered and handed her the pillow.

"Oh, I'm used to it. I had to put up with your smartass for years." Zoey teased and smirked at him. Ah, yup. The good ol' days of chasing him around Cyberspace, playing cat and mouse, trying to foil his evil plans. Simple times. Then came the babies and Hacker showing up at her apartment on the regular, cooking her meals sometimes. Oooh God, his cooking. Mmph. "For the record, I did miss you a little bit while you were off doing god knows what. I tried to make Chicken Florentine like your's, but it didn't turn out right. I couldn't get the cream sauce to the right consistency, and I burnt the chicken. Ended up tossing the whole thing and ordering a pizza. But hey, points for effort, right?"

Hacker chuckled and smiled. He missed her too, more than he'd care to admit. It was tempting to tease her for continuing her poor eating habits while he was busy drowning his sorrow in booze, drugs, and women, but he resisted the urge to do so. It's best not to poke the bear, especially a pregnant bear. "Well, if it makes you feel any better, the food at the resorts was bland and the brothels weren't anything to brag about." He admitted, and immediately regretted it as soon as the words left his mouth. Stupid! Why did he have to bring that up? Now she's going to think he's a sex-crazed deviant. Ugh.

"The... brothels." Zoey repeated, and stared at him with a blank expression. Oh, this is gonna be good. Fuck yes, yes, YES! Payback is glorious! "And you had the audacity to call ME a slut, hmm?" She asked and arched an eyebrow. Oh yeah, she's got the upper hand now, and she's not afraid to use it. Hell, she's not even ashamed. This is revenge, baby. Pure, sweet, unadulterated revenge, and it's going to be fucking delicious. "Tell me, Hacker. Tell me about these brothels. I'm curious to know what a fine, upstanding gentleman such as yourself was doing in a seedy establishment. After all, you said you didn't want to be chained to an 'uncultured, barbaric, hillbilly whore' such as myself, and yet, you went to a brothel. Filled with whores. Interesting, isn't it?"

Hacker cringed and looked away. Oh, how the tables have turned. This was not going to end well, but he had to at least try to dig himself out of the hole he had dug. "Well, I was drunk, and upset, and, uh, lonely. And the ladies were very... persuasive. They seduced me." He argued, knowing full well that it was falling on deaf ears. Zoey was enjoying this far too much, and he could tell that she was loving every minute of it. His cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and he squirmed in his seat. Oh, why did he have to open his big mouth?

"Oh, I'm sure they did." Zoey laughed and shook her head. Yup, she's having a grand ol' time at his expense, and she's not even pretending to hide it. Well, that's what happens when call someone a slut, and then go off to a brothel to bang prostitutes. Circle of life, bitch. "So, tell me, Hacker. How many 'persuasive' ladies were there? Two? Three? A dooooozen?" She asked and giggled. She didn't care if he banged a hundred whores, she's just happy to have some dirt on him that she can throw in his face if he makes another comment about her spreading her legs for him. Turnabout is fair play, after all.

"Only one. Okay, maybe a few. Or, perhaps a dozen. It was a blur. I was under the influence of mind-altering substances." Hacker groaned and buried his face in his hands. Oh, why did he have to be so stupid and reckless? Why couldn't he have just stayed home and wallowed in his misery? At least then, he wouldn't be in this awkward, humiliating situation. "Please, Zoey. Don't rub salt in the wound. I already feel foolish enough." He begged. He didn't need to be reminded of his shortcomings. He was all too aware of them, and he was working on improving himself. Surely, that should count for something, right?

Zoey laughed and shrugged. Yeah, he's been a dumbass, but he's at least trying to do better. That's all she can ask for at this point. "I'm just messin' with you, Hacker. No harm, no foul. You might be my baby daddy, but I ain't your wife or girlfriend. Fuck whoever you want, just be sure to wrap it up and wash your hands afterwards." She said and winked at him. Although, she can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at the idea of him banging other women. Maybe it's the pregnancy hormones, causing the primitive part of her brain to claim ownership over him, like a critter getting possessive of its mate. That's the only explanation that makes sense. Otherwise, the idea of him sleeping around shouldn't bother her in the slightest. After all, he's free to do whatever he wants, and it's none of her business. Still... the thought of him touching, kissing, and fucking someone else made her blood boil. Hah, stupid. Best not to dwell on it.

"Yes, well. Thank you, I suppose." Hacker said, not sure how to respond to that. The idea of her getting jealous over him was laughable, and yet, the way she spoke gave him pause. Perhaps she was just joking, or perhaps her hormones were making her a bit possessive. Either way, it was best to tread carefully. He didn't want to jeopardize the fragile peace that had formed between them. He cleared his throat and stood. "Well, I should be going. I'm sure you're tired, and you need your rest. Good night, Zoey. Sleep well." He said and leaned down to kiss her forehead. It was a bold move, but one that he hoped would convey his appreciation and respect for her. He straightened and moved to the door, pausing to glance at her belly, where his children were growing. Oh, his children. His family. He can't wait to meet them.

"Goodnight, Hacker." Zoey replied and waved as he left. Once he was gone, she let out a sigh and rubbed her belly. Oh, she's definitely feeling the mama bear instinct kick in. Great. Just what she needed. Possessiveness. It was bad enough that she has to deal with pregnancy cravings and mood swings, now she's got to worry about feeling territorial over a man she has no actual claim to. Well, no real claim. He is the father of her children, and they'll have to share parenting duties and spend a lot of time together, but that's not the same as a relationship. Sure, she might have the occasional fantasy about that night of passion, but a gal's gotta get her rocks off somehow, and if that's with the guy who knocked her up, who could blame her? But that's all it is. Fantasy. Nothing more. "Stupid hormones." She mumbled and picked up the remote to watch a movie. Something to take her mind off of her problems, and the man who's causing most of them.

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"Honey, I'm hooome!" Hacker announced with a sigh and rolled his eyes. Oh, the irony. To think that he, The Hacker, would be quoting a sitcom. How the mighty have fallen. And to think that his once-mortal enemy is his 'honey'. The universe is a cruel and twisted mistress. Oh well, at least the woman in question is somewhat tolerable. Mostly. When she isn't being a brat or a bitch. Which is never, but he digresses. He hung up his cape and closed the door behind him, then made his way to the living room, where Zoey was resting on the couch, feet dangling off the side, dressed only in her underwear and a loose fitting tshirt. A tub of ranch dip and a bottle of pickles sat on the coffee table, which he replaced after smashing it a few weeks ago, and the TV was playing some cartoon from the 90's. Oh, the humanity. Such a domestic scene. So normal, so... boring. He could have gagged, but instead, he grinned. "Hello, honey. Miss me?"

"With every bullet so far." Zoey retorted and made room for him. They've slowly been returning to where they were before 'The Big Fight', aka the night he got drunk, lost his shit, and basically told her to fuck off and raise the babies on her own. If she wasn't pregnant with the man's babies, and if Motherboard didn't vouch for him, she wouldn't ever speak to him again, let alone allow him into her apartment. But he was putting in real work now on getting his shit together in preparation of being a daddy, more than he was before the fight, so credit where credit is due. He's even thinking about working for Motherboard. Talk about a plot twist. "How was the therapy session? Learn anything interesting?"

"Dr. Vorti and I discussed my issues with commitment, and the reasons behind them. It was a very enlightening and productive hour." Hacker said as he sat down next to her. He had been seeing the therapist for a few weeks now, and it was going well. He's made much progress, but there's still quite a ways to go. "We also talked about my relationship with you, and how it's affecting our ability to co-parent. He gave me some advice on how to better communicate with you, and how to establish boundaries."

Zoey nodded and dipped a pickle in the ranch before taking a bite. Mmmm, that's some good shit. Pregnancy cravings were no joke. She was having the worst craving for pickles and ranch, and she knew that Hacker was going to give her a hard time about it. Men will never know the many joys of pregnancy. Hooray. So, she might as well enjoy it while she can. "Sounds good. I'm glad you're making progress. It's important for the babies that we learn to get along. Lemme know if you want me to go with you sometime, so we can work on our..." Zoey grinned and held up her pickle like a cigar. "...ahem, 'relationship'."

Hacker rolled his eyes and snorted. Oh, how droll. If he wasn't already aware of her terrible sense of humor, he'd be rolling his eyes out of his skull. As it is, he's grown used to her brand of comedy, which is to say, not very funny. "Very amusing. Your wit is as sharp as a spoon." He said and swiped a pickle. Oh, she was not going to like that, but he didn't care. If she wanted to tease him, she could suffer the consequences.

"Mrrrr. MY pickles!" Zoey growled and flipped over to crawl on top of him. She tried to grab the pickle from his hand, but he held it out of reach. That bastard. He's so much bigger and stronger than her, it's not fair! Everything about this pregnancy isn't fair. Ugh, to think, here she is in a tshirt and underwear, pregnant with Hacker's babies, trying to take a pickle from him. God, what is her life anymore? "Come on, give it. Give meeee."

Hacker laughed and held the pickle out of reach. This was far too much fun. She's cute when she's angry. Like a little kitten, hissing and spitting at a big, bad wolf. He grinned and dangled the pickle above his head. "Come on, you can do it. Just a little bit further. Reach for it. Reach!" He taunted. Oh, this was too good. He could do this all day.

Zoey narrowed her eyes and smirked. Hah, he wanted to play games? Well, she knew how to play too. She is the MASTER of shenanigans! She gripped his jaw and gave him a smoldering look, then leaned in close to his ear. "Please, Hacker. Give me the pickle. Give it to me. I need it. Oh, Hacker. Oh! Oooooh!" She started to moan and bucked her hips against him. Hah, she was fucking with him. Playing with his head, and she had him right where she wanted him. "Oh, Hacker! Hacker! Oh, yes! Yes! Give me the pickle! Ooooh, yes! Give it to me, Hacker! Give it to meeeeee!"

Hacker's eyes widened and his jaw dropped. What the fuck? He wasn't expecting that! He wasn't expecting her to be so... brazen! And loud! Egads, the neighbors are going to think he's... well, actually, they were going to think he's having a repeat of that night, but with more volume. Oh, she's a wicked little minx, but he can play this game too. He can be just as devious. "Oh, Zoey. Zoey! Yes! Yes, take it! Take it from me! Take the pickle! TAKE IT!" He moaned and groaned, grinding against her. Oh, this was ridiculous. And fun. So much fun. It had been ages since he's himself be so... playful. He's always been so serious, so focused on his plans for world domination. He forgot what it was like to let loose and have a bit of fun. To laugh and smile, to be silly and stupid. To be... happy. "OOOOOOH, ZOEY! ZOEY! ZOEYYYY!"

Zoey couldn't hold it in anymore. She burst out laughing and fell back onto the couch, gasping for air. That was too hilarious. She hasn't laughed like that in ages. She looked up at him, and saw that he was smiling. A genuine, heartfelt smile, not the smug grin he usually wore. Aww. He was actually having fun. That was a good look on him. "You're an ass. Gimme." She said and held out her hand. She couldn't stop smiling. This was nice, so much better than feeling that underlying resentment and bitterness that had been brewing between them since the pregnancy. There was a lot of baggage in that department, and they hadn't dealt with it, or even addressed it. This was a refreshing change of pace. Light, easy, and fun.

"You're a brat. But here." Hacker chuckled and handed her the pickle. He leaned back and watched her munch on the snack. Her green eyes twinkled, and her dimples were showing. She was adorable. Beautiful, even. Not that he would ever admit that of course, but he couldn't deny it. She was a stunning woman, and the mother of his children. His partner. His... friend. And he cared for her. He was a fool to ever think he could run away from his responsibilities. These were his children, and he would be damned if he would let anyone or anything harm them. Especially himself. "So, what are we watching?"

"The Simpsons." Zoey replied and licked the ranch dip from her lips. Mmm, that was some good shit. "It's the episode where Homer gets a crayon removed from his brain, and becomes a genius." She said and offered him a pickle. Oh, yeah. She could get used to this. Just hanging out, chilling, and watching TV. No drama. Just two people, getting to know each other, becoming friends. Not feeling like she's just a glorified incubator for his offspring, and not feeling like he's an asshole who only cares about the babies, and not her. She's a person, and she matters. He's a person, and he matters. If they want to make this work, and make this family work, they need to start treating each other with the love and respect that they both deserve. She could do that, and judging by the way he's acting, she thinks that he can too.

"Ah, yes. One of the classics." Hacker said and took the pickle. He eyed up the ranch, and decided to try some. After all, he did eat her pussy, so he could handle a bit of ranch on a pickle. He dipped it in and took a bite. Hmm, not bad. Not great, but not bad. He could see the appeal, especially in her condition. Pregnant women crave the strangest things. There is bound to be a variety of odd cravings in the future. "Well, I do believe that I shall stay for a while. That is, if you don't mind my company."

"Sure thing, Hacker. Stay as long as you want." Zoey said with a smile. Oh yeah. They're gonna be just fine.

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"Are you kidding me?!" Zoey shouted as she stood in the kitchen with her hands on her hips. Oh, he did NOT just tell her that she can't go to the beach. He can't tell her what to do! He's not her husband, or her boyfriend, or her anything! She was already dressed for the beach, wearing a bikini with a sarong wrapped around her waist, when Hacker showed up with groceries. He took one look at her and told her that she can't go to the beach. "What are you, my daddy? I'm going to the beach. I'm about to become bigger than a whale, so let me enjoy my last few weeks of being able to wear a bikini, dammit."

"I'm not trying to control you, Zoey. I'm trying to protect you. You know how those tabloids can be, and I don't want them to harass you. Plus the beach is a dangerous place, what with the sun, the sand, the surf, the jellyfish... sharks. I'd be a nervous wreck the whole time." Hacker argued as he put the groceries away. Ugh, the thought of her frolicking in the ocean, showing off her sexy body to everyone, was driving him mad. He had a sudden vision of a great white shark biting her in half and gobbling up her and the twins, and he shuddered. No, he can't have that. He has to keep her safe, even if it means he has to be a bit overprotective. "Besides, the beach is full of creepy, perverted men who will ogle you and hit on you. Do you really want that?"

"I'm a woman, I'm used to it." Zoey replied and rolled her eyes. Oh, please. Men are like flies, they're always buzzing around, hoping to get lucky. "I'm not some dainty, little helpless flower, and I have enough self-preservation instincts to keep myself out of harm's way." She said and picked up her beach bag. She was going to the beach, and that's that. She was tired of being cooped up in her apartment all the fucking time! Shit sucks. She's a free bird. Well, a free bird with two babies inside her. Fuck. She's a nesting doll, that's what she is. "I'm a grown-ass woman, and I'm going to do what I want." Zoey said and snapped her fingers with a sassy neck roll. Oh, yeah. She's a fierce, independent woman. Rawr.

Hacker groaned and rubbed his temples. Damn that stubborn woman! Can't she see that he's trying to help her? He only wants to protect her from the paparazzi, the dangers of the beach, and the perverts who are probably salivating at the thought of fucking a pregnant woman. Yes, he's aware of the fetish. No, he doesn't want to think about why he's aware of the fetish. "Fine, go to the beach. But I'm coming with you." He grumbled and pulled off his shirt. He had a pair of swim trunks in his car, and he could get changed in no time. No excuses! "We're a team, remember?" He said and patted Zoey's belly, before running outside to his car. Ha! See, Dr. Vorti? The Hacker can compromise!

"Alright, alright." Zoey sighed and shook her head. Well, it looks like she's got a babysitter. Er, a bodyguard. Whatever. It's better than nothing, and at least the view will be nice. Mmm. Hacker's broad, muscular chest, glistening in the sunlight. Yum. Hopefully the ladies will keep their filthy paws off her man. Uh, her baby daddy. Her co-parent. Her... friend. Friend. Yeah, that's it. Hoo boy, this is gonna be a long day. "Come on, Hacker. Let's go catch some rays."

***

"Aw dude, check out this sea shell I found!" Zoey exclaimed and held up her find. The purple and blue colors in the light were gorgeous, and she couldn't wait to add it to her collection. She and Hacker were on the beach, and it was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, the gulls were raising hell, and the waves were crashing on the shore. It was a perfect day to relax and have some fun. She was currently hunting for shells, while Hacker was lounging on a blanket, keeping an eye on her. "Isn't it cool?"

"Yes, yes. Very pretty." Hacker yawned and rolled his eyes. He didn't care about the damn shell. He was worried about her safety and wellbeing. It had been about an hour, and the only 'excitement' came from the stares the other beachgoers directed towards her. Unbeknownst to her, he scared them all off by glaring and flexing, which proved to be quite effective at deterring any suitors or nosy bastards. She's oblivious to it all, lost in her own world as she splashes around in the water. In a way, it's sweet, innocent even, to watch her be so carefree and naive. Like a child. Or a simpleton. Whichever comes first.

Zoey made her way back to Hacker, and placed the shell into her bucket. "So, when are you gonna take a dip in the ocean? Or are you just a window display?" She teased and nudged him with her foot. Oh, he's totally a poser, just sitting there looking pretty. Too good to get his precious feet wet. Tch, typical. "If you wanna lounge around, that's fine. I think you'd look good with a dad bod." Zoey giggled and poked his abs. Yup, just as firm as she remembers. Hacker would look pretty cute with a tummy though, standing at a grill in a Hawaiian shirt, drinking a beer and flipping some burgers. Very domestic.

Hacker rolled his eyes and brushed her hand away. "I'm a gentleman, a scholar, a man of refinement. Unlike you, I'm not some common cretin that frolics in the water, looking for shiny baubles." He quipped and waved his hand dismissively. He's not going to ruin his perfect hair or pristine skin. He's got a reputation to uphold. A god amongst mortals, a king amongst peasants. The epitome of elegance and sophistication. A walking, talking work of art. A masterpiece, if you will. "And don't even joke about me having a 'dad bod'. My physique is flawless, and I intend to keep it that way. Now, go. Be gone. Return to your quest of finding the most mediocre shells."

"Uh huh. Sure thing, hot shot. Have fun looking pretty." Zoey giggled and went back to the water. Hacker was such a drama queen, and that's one of the things she likes about him. His flamboyance, his flair for the dramatic, his charisma and confidence. She's always been a little envious of how sure he is of himself. How he can just be himself without giving a damn what other people think. Ah, to be that confident. Must be nice.

Hacker watched as Zoey bent over to pick up another shell, and his cock twitched. Good heavens, that's a nice ass. Firm, round, and oh-so spankable. He wanted to take her home, tie her up, and ravish her like an animal. Oh, that luscious booty. Such perfection, such beauty, such sexiness. He would mount her, pound her, fuck her till she screamed. What glorious visions danced in his head. Mmm. He was getting hard just thinking about it.

"Hey, are you okay?" Matt asked, jolting Hacker out of his fantasy.

"Eh? What?" Hacker asked and turned to face him. Oh, Matt is here with the other children. How delightful. "I'm fine. Just... admiring the view." He said and gestured to the ocean, which just so happened to have Zoey's ass in it. Lovely.

"Okay, because you looked like you were in pain. Your face was all scrunched up, and you were gritting your teeth." Matt explained, and took a seat next to Hacker. Jackie and Inez joined them, and they all looked at Hacker with concern.

"Yeah, are you sick or something?" Jackie asked, and checked his forehead. She frowned when she felt how warm he was. "You're burning up. Maybe you should go home and rest."

"No, no. I'm fine. Just a bit hot." Hacker insisted and fanned himself. The only fever he has is a fever for that ass, and there's only one cure. He needs an appointment with Nurse Zoey, stat! "Really, I'm okay. I'll be fine."

Inez arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "Really? Because you look like you're having trouble breathing. Let me get Zoey. She's a paramedic." She said and started to stand up, but Hacker stopped her.

"No!" He shouted, and the kids stared at him in surprise. He coughed and composed himself. "I mean, no. That's not necessary. I'm okay. Really." He said and flashed them a smile. Oh dear. This is getting awkward. Being interrogated by three nosy children while sporting a raging erection was not on his agenda. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go... powder my nose." He said and quickly stood up, holding the towel in front of his crotch. He then ran to the nearest restroom, and locked himself in a stall. Phew. Safe.

Once inside, he dropped his towel, and grasped his throbbing cock. With a low growl, he began to stroke himself, imagining Zoey's firm, juicy derriere bouncing up and down on his lap. Oh, how he longed to feel her tight pussy clenching around his cock once more, to hear her scream his name as he fucked her senseless. Oh, yes. Fuck yes. "Zoey... oh, Zoey. That's it... take daddy's cock... you're such a naughty girl..." He panted as he thrust into his hand, fucking his fist like a wild animal. He could feel his balls tightening, his climax approaching. Just a little bit more...

"HACKER? ARE YOU IN THERE?" Zoey shouted into the men's restroom. She noticed the kids had shown up and were hanging around their beach nest, but Hacker was missing. The kids told her that he was sick and ran to the bathroom, which is weird, because he seemed totally fine earlier. Maybe he ate some bad seafood? Or maybe he went to 'powder his nose', aka take a bump of some cyber coke. That's what it's called in Cyberspace, right? Cyber coke? Or is it just coke? Fuck, whatever. She banged on the door again. "Hacker, ya need a hand in there, dude?"

"NO. GO AWAY." Hacker yelled, and stroked faster. His face was red, sweat was dripping from his brow, and he could barely breathe. He was so close, so very close. He needed to cum, needed to cum right now. "Fuck... Zoey... oh god..."

Zoey said to hell with social etiquette and barged into the men's restroom, and made her way to the closed stall. Oh. She heard the sound of heavy panting and wet slapping sounds. GOOD LORD, Hacker's beating his meat in a public bathroom! HAAAAAA. So much for being a 'man of refinement'! What a naughty boy. Mmmm, sounds hot. That fat, green dick, throbbing and ready to burst. Yummy. Her mouth began to water. Damn pregnancy hormones. Part of her was tempted to at least listen to him finish, but nah, she'll respect his privacy and not be a creep. She's absolutely going to tease him about this later though! Hehehe. Zoey snuck out of the restroom, unable to stop smiling. Ooooh, this was gonna be great.

"OH GOD." Hacker moaned, and then grunted loudly. His eyes rolled back as he exploded, cumming in thick ropes that splashed against the wall and dripped down his fingers. His chest heaved as his cock pulsed and twitched, squirting out the last few drops. "Fuuuuuck." He sighed and leaned against the wall. Ah, that was wonderful. Now that he's gotten that out of his system, he can focus on the task at hand: keeping a certain curvy beauty away from the perverted masses. And away from his wandering hands. He cleaned up his mess, pulled on his swim trunks, and left the restroom, feeling like a new man. Zoey was waiting outside for him, and greeted him with a shit-eating grin.

"Sooooo, feel better? Or do you need... medical attention?" She asked and waggled her eyebrows while giggling. Oh, the look on his face was priceless! Like a deer in the headlights. HA!

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Hacker huffed and brushed past her. Cheeky girl! He was not going to acknowledge her accusation. Deny, deny, deny. That's his motto. If he pretends it didn't happen, then it didn't happen. Simple as that. Besides, she has no proof. It's his word against hers. He's innocent until proven guilty.

"Uh huh. Suuuuure. Well, since you're not sick, do ya wanna build sandcastles with us?" Zoey asked and led him to the spot the kids set up. They had buckets, shovels, and sand molds all laid out, and were already working on a moat for their future castle. It'd be good practice for when they have to build castles with the babies. Plus if the paparazzi show up, Hacker can be seen in the newspaper being a good dad. It's a win-win. And super cute. "Come on, it'll be fun."

"Fine, fine. I suppose I could indulge in a bit of childish frivolity. After all, I am an excellent sculptor. I once carved my likeness into a mountain." Hacker bragged and grabbed a shovel. He's going to make the greatest sandcastle ever built. Bigger and better than any of the pathetic, weak excuses for architecture these children have created. His sandcastle will be a monument to his greatness, a testament to his power, a symbol of his superiority. All will tremble before it. Bwahaha!

The Cybersquad watched as Hacker rubbed his hands together and cackled, and shared a concerned look. Hacker is nuts! He's building a sandcastle, not conquering the world. Maybe they should ask Dr. Vorti to see him more often...

***

"Yesssss! Go, Hacker, go!" Zoey cheered and bounced in her seat. After the sandcastle-building extravaganza, and a quick lunch of pizza and ice cream, some guys challenged them to a 4-on-4 volleyball match. Since she's pregnant, Zoey had to sit on the sidelines, but Hacker was dominating the court while the kids tried to keep up. Zoey's heart swelled with pride at how hard Hacker was working, and how he was encouraging the kids to do their best, while also kicking ass. He's like a coach, and the kids are his star players. It's adorable. Seriously, her ovaries were swooning. The fact that he was shirtless the whole time and glistening in the sunlight helped. Oh, mama. Hubba hubba. "WOO! Get 'em y'all!"

"Shut up, skank." One of the opposing players growled. Oh, no the fuck he didn't. Zoey glared at him and stood up, ready to punch him square in his stupid face, but Hacker beat her to it. Literally.

Hacker spiked the ball so hard, that it hit the guy in the chest and knocked the wind out of him. Ha! Take that, bastard! No one speaks to the mother of his children like that! Except him, of course. But he's special. "Nice catch." Hacker said sarcastically, and high-fived the kids, who were laughing at the man rolling on the ground, gasping for breath. Serves him right. The nerve of that ruffian, speaking to a lady like that. Disgraceful. "Good job, team. We are victorious. The battle is won, and our honor remains intact. They shall rue the day they ever dared to challenge the likes of us."

Zoey burst out laughing and walked over to the group. Oh, Hacker, always so dramatic. Such a dork. Her dork. Uh, her co-parent. Right. Co-parent. "Yeah, great job, gang. You kicked their asses!" She cheered and hugged them all. When she got to Hacker, she whispered in his ear. "Thanks for sticking up for me, Hacker. I appreciate it." She kissed his cheek and winked, enjoying the way he blushed. Cute! He's usually so suave and smooth, but sometimes she can crack his cool exterior and make him bashful. "You're my hero."

"Yes, well. It was nothing." Hacker mumbled and fiddled with his sunglasses. Damn her. She makes him feel strange and tingly inside. Like a warm, fuzzy blanket wrapped around his heart. Bah, she's infecting him with her compassion, kindness, and affection. The fiend. And yet, he finds himself craving her attention and affection. He wants her to hug him and tell him everything will be alright, that she forgives him, and that she loves him. Which is preposterous. Utterly ridiculous. There's no way she loves him. If anything, she hates him. She should hate him. He's a terrible man who's done terrible things, and he doesn't deserve happiness. "Shall we go? It's getting late, and I'm sure you're tired."

"Yeah, I guess." Zoey sighed and looked at the setting sun. Yeah, she was tired, and the babies were probably drained from all the excitement of the day, even if they were snug in her womb the whole time. "But hey, thanks for coming today. It was fun." She smiled and gathered their belongings. Despite his protests and his ego, they had a really good time, and the kids seemed to enjoy his company. Maybe Hacker will get it through his thick head that he can have friends, and a family, and a life. People love him, and he needs to realize that. He's not alone. He's not unwanted or unloved. Far from it.

"You're welcome." Hacker replied and carried the bags to the car. Once everything was packed, and the kids were safe and secure in the back, he started the engine and drove them back to Control Central. After dropping off the kids, he took Zoey back to her apartment, and walked her to her door. He cleared his throat and shifted his weight, not sure what to say. What does one say in a situation like this? Thanks for inviting me to the beach and allowing me to experience a moment of genuine joy? Pfft. Please. He's not THAT desperate. "I had a... pleasant time today. Thank you."

Zoey smiled and hugged him. "Anytime, buddy. And thanks again for being my hero." She said and kissed his cheek again, relishing in the way he blushed. Hehehe. So adorable. She let him go, and waved goodbye as he left. Ah, what a day.

Chapter Text

Hacker woke with a gasp, his body covered in sweat. He couldn't believe the dream he just had. He was at the beach, and a pack of rabid fanboys were chasing Zoey. He tried to save her, but he was trapped under a massive bucket of KFC. He screamed for her to run, but she was frozen in fear. Then, just as they were about to pounce on her, his alarm went off. He was safe in his bed, and Zoey wasn't in any danger. Or was she? What if she was at the beach, and those same fanboys were after her? What if she was in trouble, and he wasn't there to help her? What if-

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing. He picked it up and saw that it was her. Speak of the devil. "Yes, what is it?" He answered and yawned. Why is she calling him first thing in the morning? Unless something was wrong, and she needed him. Oh dear.

"Guess who's fostering a dog?!" Zoey squealed and giggled. Oh, she was so excited! On her walk back from her Lamaze class, she passed by an animal shelter. She had a strong impulse to adopt a dog, but figured that'd be a bad idea since she'll have her hands full with two baby twins in five months. So, she opted to foster a dog instead. He's a sweet old bloodhound-looking dog named Mikey, and he was in dire need of some TLC. She couldn't resist. He was so cute! And he farts all the time, but that's okay. He's like a baby she can pet and hug until the real babies come! "His name is Mikey, and he's so cute. Wanna meet him?"

"A dog?! Absolutely not!" Hacker protested and sat up. A DOG? Has she lost her mind? That woman is pregnant, and shouldn't be adding anymore stress to her life. A dog is a huge responsibility, and she already has her hands full. He was not going to allow her to take on another burden, and that's final. "Zoey, you can't just adopt a dog. Think of the babies. Think of your health. You can't-"

"It's a foster, not an adoption." Zoey corrected him. She wasn't an idiot. She knew she couldn't handle a permanent pet at the moment, and that's why fostering is a good solution. Plus she's lonely, and the companionship will do her some good. "Mikey just needs a place to stay for a couple weeks, and then he'll be on his way to his forever home." She explained and petted Mikey. He was snoring on the couch, and farting like a champion. Gross, but cute. "Petting also triggers the release of oxytocin and serotonin, which are anti-stress chemicals. He'll protect me, give me cuddles, and help keep me calm. He's the total package!"

Hacker sighed and rubbed his eyes. Ugh, this woman was impossible. And he was still half asleep. He supposed he could see her point. A dog could provide some comfort and security, and perhaps even some exercise, if she took it for walks. And it's only temporary, right? A few weeks won't hurt. He just wished she would've consulted him first. "Very well. I suppose a foster is acceptable, for now." He relented, and heard her cheer. He cracked a small smile at her excitement. Silly woman. Always so excitable. "However, I demand to meet this 'Mikey', to make sure he's suitable. No exceptions."

"Alright, Mr. Bossy Pants." Zoey giggled and smiled. Aww, Hacker's such a worry wart, but it's sweet of him to be concerned for her wellbeing. He cares about her and her babies. What a good man. She's so lucky to have him as a baby daddy. "You can drop by for lunch. I'll be waiting!" She cooed and hung up. Oooh, he's gonna love Mikey. She just knows it!

***

When Hacker arrived at Zoey's apartment, he was greeted by the smell of food, something Italian, and the sight of a very large and gassy dog. The beast was snoring and farting on the couch, and Hacker couldn't help but be a little disturbed by the sight. And the smell. "Zoey?" He called out, and heard her reply from the kitchen. When he stepped inside, the dog stirred and growled at him. Hacker tensed, ready to defend himself from the canine, but then it farted and went back to sleep. Good heavens, that woman has invited a monster into her home! "What in Cyberspace is that thing?"

"Hey! Don't be mean." Zoey chided Hacker and dumped some fettuccine into a strainer. Lunch was almost ready. "That's Mikey, and he's sensitive about his gas problem." She said and began preparing two plates of fettuccine alfredo and tossed salad. Poor Mikey had colitis from eating trash when he was abandoned on the streets, and it caused chronic flatulence. It wasn't his fault, and he couldn't help it. He's still a good boy, who deserves love and happiness. "Besides, the smell is kinda nice. I think it smells like a fart version of pumpkin pie. It's not his fault, and you shouldn't bully him."

Hacker stared at her, then the dog, then back to her. Was she serious? That thing was a menace, and it needed to be put down. For everyone's safety. "Zoey, that thing is a walking biohazard. It needs to be contained, or destroyed. For the good of all Cyberspace." He argued and opened a window to air out the room. Sweet mother of mercy, that stench was horrid. How can she stand it? "Seriously, how can you even stand to be near that thing?"

"Hey, if you can't handle dog farts, then God help you when it comes time to change diapers." Zoey teased and sat down at the table to eat her meal, motioning for Hacker to join her. Hacker just needs to embrace the farts. Once he gets used to them, they won't bother him anymore. "Besides, you need to show respect to your elders. Mikey's older than both of us. He's a wise, old sage, and you should learn from his example. He's living his best life, and doesn't care what anyone thinks about him. That's true wisdom." She said and twirled her fork in her pasta, before eating it. Oh yeah, this is absolutely a test for Hacker. Not just for bearing the stink, but how he treats Mikey will show her how he'll treat their children. Will he be understanding and kind, or will he be a jerk?

Hacker stared at her, baffled. This woman was completely insane. Wisdom, from a gaseous mutt? Ha, that was the funniest joke he's heard all year. Oh, that was rich. However, he knew he had to play along, at least for a little while. If he didn't, she'd never forgive him, and that's the last thing he wanted. He had to pretend to like this smelly, drooling, disgusting creature. "Right. Of course. True wisdom, indeed." He muttered and sat down to eat. At least the food was good, and that's a silver lining in this nightmare. He'll just have to tolerate this nuisance for a few weeks, and then he'll be gone, forever. "So, what else does the... dog do, besides expel noxious gases from its rear end?"

"Nothing really." Zoey shrugged and wiped her mouth. Mikey was a lazy, old doggo, content to eat and sleep and not much else. That's why fostering him was so easy. Just give him food, water, and a comfortable place to nap, and he's a happy camper. "He sleeps, eats, and poops. Occasionally he goes for a walk. But he's happy to hang out with me and be loved. He gives big kisses too, and he's a great listener. I told him all about you, and he was very understanding. I think you two will be friends."

"Oh, lovely. Just what I've always wanted. A friend who does nothing but fart and lick his nether regions. My dream has finally come true." Hacker deadpanned and shoveled a forkful of food into his mouth. Delicious. Shame about the ambiance though. He could see why she adopted the foul thing, and why she was so protective of it. The poor creature was abandoned, and now it's found a home. Albeit temporarily, but still. He could relate to the thing, in a way. He too was discarded, and left to fend for himself. Perhaps he should be a bit more tolerant of the animal. Maybe even learn to like it. As an experiment. Yes, that's it. An experiment in empathy and compassion. "Very well. I'll give the beast a chance. But if it attacks me, or destroys my property, it's gone. Understood?"

"Sure thing, Hacker. Whatever you say." Zoey snickered and kept eating. Yeah, Mikey wasn't going anywhere. He was an angel, and didn't cause problems. A gentle soul, with a butt that betrayed him. "Wanna go for a walk with us? There's a park nearby, and a couple of ducks just had babies. We can go feed the ducklings." She suggested and finished her meal. A walk would do Mikey some good, and she could use some exercise, especially after eating a bowl full of carbs. It'll be a great way to bond with Hacker and Mikey too.

"I'd rather not. I have business to attend to." Hacker lied and finished his meal. Hmph, without villainy, he's had to resort to other forms of entertainment to pass the time. Not that he could tell Zoey that he spent hours playing online video games or watching cheesy soap operas. His reputation was at stake. "But, have fun. Give the little devils my regards. I must be going now. Good day." He said and quickly left. Whew. He needed a break from all that... togetherness. It was exhausting, and he didn't want to get too attached to the woman, or that beast. No, he needed to keep his distance, at least a little bit. He couldn't let her think he was going soft. No, he was still The Hacker. The Hacker who plays video games, watches soap operas, and sometimes dreams of a life with a certain brunette. Oh dear.

***

"Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" Hacker cried out as he pounded away into the woman, who smelled of cheap perfume and cigarettes. What was her name again? Who knows. Who cares. Some whore that he picked up at the bar. He has laid awake for far too many nights, unable to get a certain woman out of his head. The mother of his children. Zoey. And now, he was here, at some dingy motel, on a stained lumpy mattress, trying desperately to fuck her out of his system, to no avail.

"Ooooh, yes! Yes! Just like that! Oooooh!" The woman moaned in a voice that sounded like she had stage 3 lung cancer. The woman he was screwing was in her forties, with fake blonde hair and a fake tan, and she was wearing a miniskirt and a low-cut top. Her makeup was caked on, her lips were painted a garish red, and her eyes were a dull brown. Hacker shuddered in disgust. Oh, how the mighty had fallen.

Hacker gritted his teeth and continued to thrust into the woman, her fake tits bouncing up and down. This was a mistake. A terrible, horrible, mistake. He should be at home, sleeping in his nice warm bed. Instead, he was here, fucking some random whore he met at the bar. And for what? To get his mind off of Zoey? As if. He can still picture her clearly in his mind, her beautiful face, her lush curves, her bright green eyes, her soft, brown hair. That ass. Oh, no. He was utterly fucked.

"Hacker! Hacker! Oooooh, Hacker!" The woman moaned, and Hacker cringed. Oh, that was not helping. If anything, it was making things worse. He wanted to hear Zoey's voice, not this old hag's. He wanted to smell her sweet, gentle scent, not this whore's cheap perfume. He wanted to feel her soft skin, not this hag's saggy flesh. He wanted Zoey. He wanted her desperately. "Oh yeah, baby! Give it to me! Fuck!"

Hacker shut his eyes and tried to focus on the task at hand. He imagined that it was Zoey he was fucking, and that it was her voice moaning his name. Oh, yes. That was much better. He pictured her face, her eyes, her belly swollen with his children. The way his name fell off her lips as she came. The way her body felt against his. The way she tasted. Oh, much better.

Just then, Hacker's phone rang, and he groaned. Who the blazes could that be? He reached over and grabbed it from the nightstand, and his eyes widened when he saw the caller ID. Zoey. GREAT SCOTT! She can read his mind! She knows he's cheating on her! He will certainly be in the doghouse now. Well, technically, they are not a couple, but still! Oh dear, she's going to kill him. He quickly pulled out and grabbed the phone, answering it with a shaky hand.

"Hey, Hacker. You busy?" Zoey's voice asked from the other end, and he let out a sigh of relief. Oh, thank god, she doesn't know. Of course not, that's absurd. She can't read minds. But still... He looked over at the whore, who was giving him a dirty look. He mouthed an apology, and she rolled her eyes. Well, this was just great. Now he was getting attitude from a cheap prostitute. How the mighty have fallen indeed.

"Ah, Zoey. Um, no. I'm not busy at all. What can I do for you?" Hacker asked, and the woman beneath him scoffed. Hmph. The nerve of some people. "Is everything okay?" He added, and the woman rolled her eyes again.

"I figured we should talk about baby names. I don't wanna leave you out of the process just because I'm the one carrying them. What do ya say? Wanna come over and make a list?" Zoey asked, and Hacker felt a surge of excitement. Baby names! Oh yes, that would be wonderful! He had some ideas already, but he wanted to hear hers as well. After all, she is the mother of his children. And he was going to be a father. A father! Oh, how wonderful! And terrifying. But mostly wonderful. He grinned and looked over at the whore. Ugh. No. He's not dealing with this.

"Sure, I'd love to. I'll be right over, my dear. See you soon." Hacker replied, Zoey hung up with a goodbye. He put down the phone and looked over at the woman, who was still glaring at him. "Well, this has been... something, but I really must be going."

"Oh c'mon, baby. Don't leave. We were just getting started. Who was that, your wife?" The woman said and grabbed his cock. Oh no. Ew. Hacker pushed the woman away and got out of the bed. Oh, what a mistake this was. He grabbed his clothes and started getting dressed.

"No. She's not my wife. She's... a friend. Who's pregnant with my children." Hacker replied as he buttoned up his shirt. Oh, this was so embarrassing. He was better than this. He was a gentleman. A scoundrel, wandering off the straight and narrow path, yes. But a gentleman nonetheless. He had no business being in this disgusting motel room, with this whore, who smelled of cheap perfume and cigarettes.

"Ahh, I see. Well, you can tell your 'friend' that she's a lucky woman. Not many men would stick around for a bitch who got knocked up." The woman said with a smirk, and Hacker bristled with anger. Oh, how dare she speak about Zoey like that? She doesn't even know her! He's going to give this whore a piece of his mind.

"Listen here, you..." Hacker began, but stopped himself. No. He was not going to stoop to her level. He was better than that. He was a gentleman. He was going to be a father, and he was not going to raise his children in an environment filled with hatred and anger. He was not going to fight with a cheap hooker in a dingy motel room. He took a deep breath and counted to ten. "Nevermind. Goodbye." He said, threw the woman's payment on the dresser, and left the motel room. Ugh, he should change clothes before heading over to Zoey's apartment, lest she catches whiff of the depths of his depravity. Perhaps the smell of that dog's flatulence would mask the lingering odors of his transgression. One can hope.

***

"Hey, Hacker. Come on in. I made chocolate chip cookies." Zoey said when she opened the door for Hacker. Mikey made one single woof, and returned to his snores. Zoey laughed, and looked Hacker over. Huh, he looks a little disheveled. And is that the faint smell of smoke and perfume? Welp, that's fine. He's a grown man, and he can do what he wants. Not like she's his wife or anything. Just because he got her pregnant, doesn't mean he owes her anything. It's fine. It's totally fine. It doesn't bother her at all. She doesn't feel the fiery sting of jealousy in the pit of her stomach. She doesn't feel the need to claw the eyes out of whatever woman he's been fucking. It's totally fine. Yup. Grrrr.

"Hello, Zoey. It's good to see you." Hacker said as he entered her apartment. Ah, Zoey's apartment. It was small, but cozy, like a warm hug. It was furnished with mismatched furniture, colorful paintings on the walls, and plants everywhere. There was a faint smell of dog and incense in the air. It was a very comforting smell. And the sound of that gaseous monster's snores was oddly soothing. It was a place of peace and tranquility, and felt like home. Not that his ship wasn't home, but this was a different kind of home. This was a home that was warm, inviting, and full of love. Unlike his ship, which was cold, and dark, and full of loneliness. Oh, he could get used to this.

"Glad you could make it. Make yourself at home, and we can brainstorm some baby names." Zoey said and closed the door. She walked over to the couch and plopped down next to Mikey. Christ, her ankles were killing her. Stupid pregnancy. Stupid hormones. Stupid everything. At least she had a man that was stepping up and being responsible, and putting in work to better himself. That's better than most single moms can say. Yup, single moms. That's what she is, because she and Hacker aren't a couple. Just two people, who happened to make two babies. Single mom and single dad. Yup. She's not bothered- fuck. Yeah, no, that's bullshit. The goddamn hormones got her all twisted over the fact that Hacker was sticking his dick in other women. Which is dumb, because she's better than these primitive cavewoman instincts. Just fuck off, feelings!

"Yes, of course. Thank you." Hacker replied as he sat down on the couch, as far away from the gaseous beast as possible, and took a cookie from the plate. Ah, a freshly baked, homemade chocolate chip cookie. Mmmm, delicious. Fresh baked, still warm and gooey. This was the life. Cookies, and spending time with Zoey, their unborn children, and the family creature. Could it get any better than this? He was glad he was no longer in that dingy motel room with that whore. That was a mistake, a moment of weakness. No, this is where he belonged. Right here, with his family. "These are quite tasty. My compliments to the chef."

"Thanks. I gotta practice my baking skills, so that when it comes time for PTA meetings and stuff, I can put all the other moms to shame." Zoey said and turned on the TV while petting Mikey's floppy head. He was the best boy, loyal and true. He wouldn't stick his nose in every passing skirt. Just poop. Lots of poop. But that's okay. She could live with that, unlike the fact that Hacker is boning someone else. ARGH. Hormones are the fucking worst. Why can't she just be happy that the father of her children is willing to spend time with her and the kids? WHY? Pft, time for a movie that'll distract her from her feelings. Aha, Toy Story 2 is on. Perfect. "So, The only name I feel really sold on is for a girl. Harmony. Ya know, because it's a hybrid baby and, well, me and you were enemies until recently. For the middle name, I was thinking Athena. I think the two represent the balance between peace and war. I know it sounds corny, but I don't want a girl stuck with a boring name like 'Brittany' or 'Tiffany'. Yuck"

Hacker was a tad surprised by Zoey's choice of name. Honestly, he feared she'd choose something dreadful and mundane. Harmony Athena? That was a rather poetic choice, actually. It had a nice ring to it, and it was a beautiful name for a beautiful baby girl. His baby girl. Oh, he can already picture her, with his black hair and Zoey's bright green eyes, running through a field of flowers, laughing and smiling. His little Harmony. He'd give her the world, and she'd be the princess of it all."That is a wonderful name, Zoey. I am rather fond of it, actually. It is a beautiful name for a baby girl. Harmony Athena."

Zoey raised her eyebrows. Well, that was easy. She figured Hacker would go into 'Mister Sophistication' mode and think the name was too plebeian for his standards. She thought long and hard about the name, and was really kinda dreading telling Hacker about the name. She expected a long, drawn-out debate about how her choice wasn't good enough, that she wasn't good enough... ugh, these hormones and impending motherhood are dredging up some things she'd rather not deal with right now. Thank God for Mikey's cuddly comfort. "Really? You like it? You think it's good?"

"Yes, I do. I think it's perfect." Hacker said with a smile. He could tell that Zoey was rather insecure about her choice of name, which is something he had gotten more familiar with. Underneath that facade of confidence was a vulnerable woman, and he knew that feeling all too well. He has the same struggle, but he's much better at hiding it. Still, it was nice to know that he wasn't the only one who struggled with self-doubt and insecurity. It made him feel less alone. "Have you thought of any boys' names? If we are to have a son, he should have a strong and powerful name, like his father." He joked, and gave Zoey a charming wink. Ah, a boy. He's had many names in mind, but he wanted to hear what she had to say first.

"Ehhhh, I thought about some boy names, but nothing really stood out. I went online, wrote some lists, but... nothing. Do you have any ideas?" Zoey said with a shrug. She was thinking 'Hunter' or 'Chase', since it sounds strong and rugged, but also like a badass action hero, but those names just didn't speak to her soul. They just sounded cool, and there's so many fucking names out there, so she's been drowning in a sea of 'Brayden's and 'Kaiden's and 'Aiden's. Blagh. "We could name him Mikey Jr. Sir Mikey Fartsalot." She said and rubbed Mikey's belly. Awww, a farting little bean, all blissfully snuggled up to her. Too cute. And then Mikey ruined the moment by farting in his sleep. Eww.

"Zoey, no. I will not give that animal the satisfaction of knowing that his legacy will continue." Hacker said in mock-seriousness, and gave Mikey a stern glare. Oh, that beast. Even in his sleep, he is a menace. He couldn't deny that he had a certain charm, and that he was rather endearing, in a gross and smelly sort of way. But no, there is no way that their son would be named after that creature. Absolutely not. "No, no, no. Our son will have a proper name. Something strong, and regal. Like... Alexander. Yes, Alexander. A name fit for a future king." He said with a smile, thinking of his son. His heir, his prince, his pride and joy.

"Awww, you sap." Zoey cooed. He's such a big teddy bear sometimes. A gruff, sometimes foul tempered teddy bear, but a teddy bear nonetheless. It's adorable. She's so glad he's gotten through the panic phase, and is now fully embracing impending fatherhood. The contrast is stark, and the new Hacker is great to be around. She's really liking the new Hacker. A lot. And not just because she's carrying his children. Uh oh. Nope. Not going down that road. Best not complicate an already messy situation. Just... think baby names. "Alexander... I like it. Sounds like a little prince. He can go by Alex too, if he wants to sound casual or feels a little rebellious when he's a teenager. Any thoughts on a middle name?"

"I've always been rather partial to Maximilian." Hacker said with a wistful sigh. He has a fondness of old, historical names. They have a certain elegance and dignity to them, something that has been lost in these modern times. These days, kids are named ridiculous things, such as 'Cayson' or 'Jaykub'. Where are the Titus', the Augustus', the Caesars, hmm? A travesty, in his opinion. "If we have a boy, then Alexander Maximilian. A strong, powerful name, befitting a young lord." Hacker said proudly and chuckled, imagining their son sitting on a throne. Ah, that would be the life.

"That's a pretty rad name. Sounds like someone who could slay dragons and woo maidens. Good job, Papa Bear." Zoey said and laughed. Hacker's such a big dork sometimes. He's got his head so far up in the clouds, but it's sweet that he has big dreams for their kids. She was glad he stepped up and took responsibility. He's grown so much since that day he got wasted, and she's proud of him. He deserves the praise. "Here's hoping they're fraternal, and we have a boy and a girl. We have names ready to go, and their daddy is already planning their lives. Thanks for being such a great guy."

"No, thank you, Zoey." Hacker said and placed a hand on her belly. He could feel his children moving inside her, and it was the most amazing sensation. Here was his family, his legacy. His heart swelled with pride, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness. He was going to be a father, and his children were going to have a wonderful mother. He looked up at her and smiled. "Thank you for giving me the greatest gift of all." He said, and his eyes grew misty. Oh, what a softie he's become. Look at him, getting emotional over his unborn children. But, he couldn't help it. He was going to be a father, and he was going to be the best father he could be.

Zoey felt her own hormones kick into overdrive from how sincere Hacker sounded, and now her eyes were tearing up too. Jeez, they're both saps! Her throat constricted and her chest tightened as tears began to stream down her cheeks. Jesus fucking Christ, the hormones. This pregnancy is a blessing and a curse. "God, look at us, we're a mess. I can't wait for this part to be over. My hormones are doing cartwheels and I can't control shit anymore. One minute, I'm laughing, the next I'm crying. I hate it." She sniffled and laughed. Lord, her dignity's gonna be in ruins by the time the babies pop out.

"Don't worry, I will be here every step of the way. I will not let you suffer alone. I swear on my honor, as a gentleman, and as the father of your children." Hacker said and kissed her knuckles. Oh, that was rather corny, even for him, but he meant every word. He was not going to let her suffer ever again. He will be there for her, no matter what. Even if it kills him. And judging by the murderous glare that foul creature is giving him, it just might. "And don't worry, I will protect you from that monster. He won't hurt you, not as long as I'm around." He joked and gave Mikey a dirty look. Mikey simply farted in response. Ugh, that vile creature. Always ruining a tender moment.

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Hacker sat on the couch, watching one of his favorite soap operas, and eating ice cream. Ever since his redemption arc had begun, he's had a lot of free time, and he's indulged in activities that would've been considered beneath him, a mere four months ago. Yet, he found them strangely satisfying, and comforting. Watching the fictional drama of others, and imagining what it would be like to be in their shoes, made him feel a strange sense of connection to the world. It was a vicarious thrill, to live through the lives of others, and to imagine that his own life could be so different, and so much better. "Oh, my. You devious little wench!"

In today's episode of 'Love and Deception', Lady Pilari discovered that her suitor, Lord Froblicious, was actually a woman in disguise. And not just any woman, but the daughter of her arch enemy, Duke Hissington! It was a scandal of epic proportions, and Hacker was living for it. "Well, well, well. Who would've thought? A catfish. How delightfully dastardly." He chuckled and spooned another scoop of ice cream into his mouth. Oh, the drama was delicious. Almost as delicious as the cookie dough ice cream. Mmm. He had to admit, he had grown quite fond of these silly shows, and couldn't wait to see what happened next.

Suddenly, the program was interrupted by an emergency news bulletin. "We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming to bring you this breaking story. The Sunisphere of Solaria has been attacked, and the temperature is dropping rapidly. Reports are coming in that the attack was perpetrated by a lone assailant, who has yet to be identified. We will keep you updated as the situation develops. Please stay tuned." The screen went to a static image of the Sunisphere, with a temperature gauge on the bottom of the screen, slowly ticking down.

"But they were just about to get to the good part!" Hacker whined, pouting as he shoveled another scoop into his mouth. Bah. This is what happens when people behave irrationally. Innocent citizens are deprived of their beloved soaps! Rude. Hmmm, perhaps he should intervene. After all, it would make a good impression on the public, and once the crisis is over, the station would resume broadcasting the dramatic adventures of Lady Pilari and her erstwhile suitors. Hmm, yes. A perfect opportunity to show off his heroic side. Besides, it wasn't like he had anything better to do.

***

Hacker landed the Grim Wreaker on the frozen shores of Solaria, and disembarked from his vessel. He shivered as he was met with a blast of icy wind. Oh, this is nothing like the Solaria he remembered. It was supposed to be a paradise of white sandy beaches, sparkling turquoise oceans, and tropical breezes. Instead, it was a frozen wasteland, devoid of life, and utterly miserable. He trudged through the snow, his cloak flapping in the breeze, as he made his way to the Sunisphere. Ugh, this is tedious. Perhaps he should have parked closer. He'd kick himself, but his feet are numb.

After a grueling trek, he reached the entrance to the Sunisphere. The door was locked, and he could see that the security system was still functional. Great. He's not in the mood for puzzles. This is not an episode of some publicly funded educational series. This is his life. Sigh. Time to improvise. He smashed a nearby window, and climbed inside. "How gauche. Breaking and entering. Tsk tsk. Well, desperate times, and all that." He murmured to himself, and ventured further into the complex. "Alright, vandal. Show yourself!"

"Well, if it isn't the old man himself!" Ledge laughed from his perch atop the central spire. He had been expecting the Cybersquad to arrive at any moment, and was looking forward to tangling with them, but Hacker was an unexpected bonus. A chance to show the world that he was superior to his former idol, and a worthy successor to the throne of evil. "What brings you here, loser? Come to see how a real villain gets things done?"

"Watch your tongue, whelp, or I'll rip it out." Hacker growled and glared at the younger cyborg. Pfft. Young people these days. No respect. No class. No style. Nothing. Just a bunch of loudmouthed punks, who think the world owes them something. He'd teach him a lesson, and then send him crying back to mommy. "You've caused enough trouble here. Surrender, or face the consequences."

"Ha! You can't make me do anything, pops." Ledge scoffed and hopped down from his vantage point. He strode toward Hacker, a sneer on his lips, and a swagger in his step. "I'm the boss now, and you're nothing but a washed-up has-been. Go back home and play house with that pregnant cow you knocked up-"

"Oh, ho ho. Wrong choice of words, boy." Hacker snarled and cracked his knuckles. Hmph. Nobody insults his family and gets away with it. Especially not some snot-nosed punk with an inflated sense of self-worth. "You're going to regret that comment, dearly. Very, very dearly."

***

"Breaking news on the crisis on Solaria! We're broadcasting live from the Sunisphere, which is now once again shining brightly, thanks to the efforts of... wait, is this right? Really? Him? Oh. It appears that the crisis has been resolved, and the culprit apprehended, by none other than... The Hacker. Yes, that's correct. The notorious villain, known for his diabolical schemes, and of course for his recent paternity scandal, has apparently saved the day. We now go to our correspondent on the scene, who is standing by with Mr. Hacker for an exclusive interview."

"Thanks, Tom. I'm here with Hacker, who has just emerged from the Sunisphere, having single-handedly restored the island to its former glory. Mr. Hacker, you have long been known as a criminal mastermind, but today, you have shown a different side. What motivated you to take action, and save Solaria?" The reporter asked, holding a microphone out to Hacker.

Hacker smirked, and puffed out his chest. Ah, the sweet taste of victory, and the admiration of the masses. This is what he's been missing. Oh, and he has an audience, how lovely. Time to work the crowd. "It was quite simple, really. I saw that some misguided youth was causing trouble, and decided to intervene. I'm a father-to-be, and I couldn't allow such behavior to go unpunished. No, this required a man of action. A hero, if you will. And I was happy to answer the call." He chuckled, and gave a small bow. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have places to be, and people to see. Ta-ta!" He waved, and sauntered away, basking in the glow of his newfound fame. Ah, yes. This is the life. No more hiding in the shadows, skulking in the corners of society. No, he's a star, and the world is his oyster. Mwahahaha!

***

Hacker burst through the door of Zoey's apartment, and found her relaxing on the sofa, watching television, and cuddling with the foul beast. "Zoey! Did you see the broadcast on the news?" He exclaimed, and rushed over to her side. Oh, he's so excited, he's practically bursting at the seams. Finally, a chance to show the world that he's a force to be reckoned with, and that he's not a loser. No, he's a winner, and everyone will know his name. "I'm a hero! A champion of justice! A knight in shining armor! Me!" He declared, and flopped down beside her, a wide grin on his face. Ah, the sweet taste of success. How delightful.

"Whoa, slow down, cowboy. What are you talking about? I was napping. Mikey was nice and toasty, and I had a food coma. Spill the beans, would ya?" Zoey asked and rubbed her eyes. Hacker literally just did a Kramer entrance, and woke her from a nap. She ain't one to watch the news. News is boring, and depressing. Only sad people watched the news, or masochists. Zoey ain't neither of those. She's a simple woman, with simple tastes. Give her a good cartoon, or a sitcom, or a trashy reality show, and she's set. So, no, she didn't see the broadcast. Now, her co-parent is sitting on her couch, looking like a giddy schoolgirl. This oughta be good.

"Ledge, that nasty little delinquent, was wreaking havoc on Solaria, and freezing the entire island. So, I stepped in, and stopped him. Then, I restored the Sunisphere to its original splendor, and now I'm a hero! They even interviewed me on live TV! I'm famous! Can you believe it?" Hacker boasted, puffing out his chest and posing dramatically. His whole body is tingling with excitement. Ah, the thrill of the chase, the triumph of the hunt, the rush of the kill. No, not that last one. That's a bit too macabre. But the point is, he's on top of the world, and nothing can bring him down. "I was so magnificent! So heroic! So dashing! They were singing my praises!"

"Well, it looks like the new Hacker has finally gotten his first victory. Congrats, Mister Hero! I knew you had it in ya!" Zoey said and patted him on the shoulder. Aww, he's so animated, and he's got that cute smile on his face. He's been busting his ass to turn his life around, and to become a better man and a great father. It's nice to see him succeed. She's so proud of him. "Glad you could use your powers for good. Ledge is a such a punk. Good on ya for takin' him down a peg. Ya know, you could probably go pro with this whole 'hero' schtick. The public loves a good redemption arc, and I know you'd kill it. You got the looks, the charisma, the flair... I could see it."

"Really? You think so?" Hacker asked, and scratched his chin. Hmmm. Yes, he could see it. Him, striding into danger, cape billowing behind him, as he saves the day, and gets the girl. Oh, yes. He could definitely see it. "Well, I'll certainly consider it. But, in the meantime, I'm going to enjoy my newfound fame. I've earned it." He leaned back, and put his hands behind his head. Ah, yes. Life is good. No, life is great. Everything is coming up roses. He's got it all. Well, except for a few things. But, he'll get those soon enough!

"You sure did. You've worked hard, and you deserve every bit of it." Zoey said and changed the channel. Well, look at that. Hacker's face is on the screen, along with a headline that says 'HERO HACKER SAVES SOLARIA'. Aww, look at him. All big and proud of himself. That's her baby daddy, right there. "I'm really proud of you, Hacker. You've come a long way since we first met. I think you're gonna enjoy this new life. The past is the past, and the future is bright." She said and pulled him in for a hug. Oof, her belly bump was in the way. Hehe, pregnancy. Such a joy.

"Thank you, Zoey. I couldn't have done it without you." Hacker murmured, and hugged her back. Ah, this feels nice. Her warmth, her softness, her scent. It's all so comforting, and he could get used to it. Actually, he is getting used to it. Hugging her is becoming a habit. And he's not complaining. "You've been a great friend, and I appreciate everything you've done for me. I don't know what I'd do without you." He whispered, and held her close. Mmmm. This is nice. He could stay like this forever. Just the two of them, together, in each other's arms. Safe, and sound, and happy. Just the way it should be.

Zoey smiled and closed her eyes. Hacker's hugs are the best. They make her feel safe, and loved, and cared for. He's got this presence that makes her feel like everything's going to be okay. Like, no matter what happens, he's got her back. And she's got his. They're partners, co-parents, and... well, whatever they are, she likes it. A lot. "I appreciate you too. You've been a huge help, and I'm glad I can rely on you. You're a good friend, Hacker." She said and hugged him tighter. She could feel the babies kick, and she chuckled. Oh, they're excited too. Hehe.

***

"Greetings, Motherboard." Hacker said as he answered the incoming call. Motherboard has been contacting him more often since the pregnancy, and he's found that he doesn't mind chatting with her. It's actually quite pleasant, and a nice change of pace from the usual antagonistic exchanges. Additionally, it gives him an opportunity to show off his progress, and that's always a plus. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" He asked, as he reclined in his chair, and picked up a glass of red wine. Ah, a nice cabernet sauvignon. Delicious. Pair it with some sharp cheddar, and crackers, and he's in heaven.

"Hello, Hacker. I heard about your heroic actions on Solaria. I'm very impressed, and I'm proud of you." Motherboard replied with a warm smile on her face. Hacker has been making a genuine effort to reform, and it's paying off. He's become a much better person, no longer the bitter, angry, and resentful man that he used to be. He's starting to accept the love and forgiveness that's being offered to him, and that's a wonderful thing to see. "You've come a long way, and I'm glad that you're finally turning your life around. Your children will benefit greatly from having a positive role model in their lives." She said, and her voice was full of maternal pride.

"Yes, well, I couldn't very well let that impudent fool run rampant, could I?" Hacker replied with a smirk. Of course, he's never going to admit that he did it for personal gain, or because he was bored and his stories were interrupted. No, that would ruin his image. Better to let the public believe that he's a gallant, selfless, and heroic figure. After all, that's the version of himself that he prefers. "Besides, I couldn't disappoint my adoring fans, now could I? They deserve to have their hero save the day."

"Indeed." Motherboard chuckled, and her smile broadened. He's still got his ego, and his flair for the dramatic, but that's part of what makes him, him. She wouldn't want him to change completely. That would be a tragedy. No, he's perfect the way he is. "So, what's next for the heroic Hacker? Will you continue to fight for justice, or will you retire to a life of leisure?" She teased with a playful tone. Hacker may have mellowed out, and embraced his softer side, but he's still got a competitive streak and a thirst for adventure. She's certain that he won't be content to sit on the sidelines for long.

"I'm not sure. I'm still trying to determine what I want to do with my life." Hacker replied, and took a sip of his wine. Hmmm. It's a good question. What does he want to do with his life? He's been so focused on becoming a better person, and preparing for fatherhood, that he hasn't given much thought to what he wants for himself. Well, that's something to ponder later. Right now, he's got other things to worry about, like what's he going to have for dinner. He's been craving steak lately, and he's got a nice cut of ribeye in the fridge. "But, whatever I decide, I'm sure it will be something spectacular." He said with a confident smile.

"Of course. I wouldn't expect anything less from you." Motherboard replied, and her eyes twinkled with amusement. Hacker is a complex man, with a wide range of interests and ambitions. She's certain that whatever he decides to do, he'll excel at it. "Well, I won't keep you any longer. I just wanted to congratulate you on your success, and to let you know that I'm here if you need to talk. Take care of yourself, and remember, you're not alone."

"Thank you, Motherboard. I appreciate that." Hacker replied, and he meant it. He's not exactly comfortable opening up to her yet, and sharing his innermost thoughts and feelings, but he appreciates that she's willing to listen. He's still trying to navigate this new dynamic, and it's a bit strange. But, he's adjusting, and he's glad that she's willing to help him. "Goodbye, and take care of yourself as well." He said, and ended the call. He leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes. What does he want? What does he want his life to be like? He's not sure, but he's looking forward to finding out.

***

Zoey was at the grocery store, picking up a few things. Mikey was at a doggie daycare, getting the socialization that he needs, and getting his little zoomies in with some furry friends. While he was gone, she was free to shop for junk food, and not have to deal with her temporary baby giving her puppy-dog eyes. He's such a sucker for human food, and it's a miracle he's not a chonker. She grabbed a few bags of chips, and headed to the checkout. As she was walking, she noticed a few people whispering and pointing at her. Oh great. Haven't they gotten over the whole 'miracle babies' thing? Ugh, Cyberspace is such a damn gossip mill. Why can't people just mind their own damn business?

As she was checking out, the cashier stared at her with a curious expression. Zoey sighed. Here it comes. "Hey, aren't you that lady that's pregnant with Hacker's kids?" The cashier asked. Zoey nodded. Yup, that's her. The glorified incubator. She ain't special, just unlucky. The cashier let out a whistle. "Damn. I dunno whether to admire your guts, or pity you. Still, gotta admit, ya picked a looker to have some kids with. That man's hot, I tell ya what. If I had half a chance with him, I'd climb him like a tree." The cashier said with a wink and a chuckle. Zoey felt a surge of possessiveness, and her stomach dropped. Uh oh.

"Just ring up my items, please. Thank you." Zoey said through gritted teeth. Fuck. People are a sucker for the whole 'bad guy gone good' trope. Throw in Hacker being a doting daddy, and he'll have legions of thirsty fangirls. Maybe even fanboys, too. God, the thought if anyone laying their dirty, FILTHY paws on her baby daddy makes her blood boil. HIS KIDS ARE IN HER BELLY. MINE. MINE. MINE! SHE WILL FIGHT FOR HIM. NO ONE WILL TOUCH WHAT'S HERS. NOT IF SHE HAS ANY SAY. Wait, what's happening? Since when does she think of Hacker as hers? What's going on in her head?

Zoey paid for her groceries, and quickly left the store. Her emotions are a wreck, and she's having a hard time controlling them. UGH. Hormones. Being pregnant is a double-edged sword. On one hand, she's got two beautiful miracles growing inside her. On the other, her emotions are in a blender, and she's going insane. ARGH. She needs to relax, and not think about people drooling all over Hacker. Yeah, that's it. She'll go home, relax, and maybe take care of some business. A little self-care might help her cool off.

***

Hacker stood in front of Zoey's apartment with a bag of groceries in hand, fishing out the spare set of keys from his pocket. This week's special at the bakery was sure to please her, and he purchased a copy of a magazine featuring his heroic deed on Solaria. Zoey simply loves red velvet cupcakes. Ah, the way her eyes lit up when he presented her with sweets always made his heart flutter. He wasn't sure what had come over him, but he found himself wanting to spoil her and make her happy. To see her smile, to hear her laugh, to hold her in his arms. It was a strange feeling, one that he was not accustomed to. He had spent his entire life focusing on his own happiness, and not caring about anyone else. But now, he found himself caring deeply about the happiness of another, and it was a bit unnerving. What was happening to him?

Hacker shook his head, unlocked the door, and walked inside. Mikey barely acknowledged his appearance before returning to slumber. Hmph, perhaps the gaseous guard dog has become comfortable with him. The television was on, playing reruns of some cheesy soap opera, but Zoey was nowhere to be seen. Hacker frowned and placed the groceries on the kitchen counter. Where was she?

Then, he heard the sounds of moaning coming from the bedroom. Hacker's eyes widened, and he felt a pang of jealousy. Was Zoey with another man? NO! He wouldn't allow it. She was his! HIS! He stomped his way to the bedroom and barged in, ready to confront the bastard who dared touch his woman, only to find... oh dear. Oops.

Zoey was on the bed, riding a dildo on a pillow, eyes screwed shut. She was naked, her breasts bouncing as she rode the toy, panting and moaning. She was unaware of the world around her, a goddess lost in the throes of pleasure. Hacker's jaw dropped, and he was frozen in place. He didn't know what to do. Should he leave? Should he stay? Should he join her? OH, GOOD GOD. She was gorgeous, an absolute vision. Her skin was flushed, her hair was a mess, and her face was contorted in ecstasy. She was a masterpiece, a work of art, and he was the luckiest man alive to witness it.

"HACKER!" Zoey shrieked and yanked the sheets over herself. Holy shit. She was so embarrassed, she could die right there. All she wanted to do was purge that frustrating pregnancy horniness. Why the fuck is Hacker even in her bedroom?! Does he not have any concept of privacy? Christ! Just barging into her room like a goddamn animal. Oh my god. She wanted to crawl in a hole and disappear forever. She is NEVER gonna live this down. Just end her misery. "What the fuck, man?! Get out!"

"R-right. Sorry." Hacker stammered and quickly left the bedroom, as Mikey wandered in. Oh no. That dog is judging him. He can feel it. His nose is all scrunched up in disgust. Ugh. God, he was an idiot. Of course she'd want some alone time. She's a grown woman, and has needs. Needs that he is currently not fulfilling, because they aren't a couple. But oh sweet heavens, did he want to fulfill her needs. Her body was a temple, and he wanted to worship at the altar. He took a deep breath and went to the kitchen to put the groceries away. Focus, Hacker. Don't think about Zoey riding your cock like a stallion. DON'T. Focus on the groceries. Apples go in the crisper drawer. Oranges stay on the counter. Butter in the fridge. Milk in the door.

Zoey pulled the dildo out and threw it, then heard a 'plop' sound. She growled when she saw that it was stuck to the wall. Fuck you too, life. Ugh. She huffed and got off the bed, put on some sweatpants and an oversized tshirt, grumbling the whole time. Oh boy, this is gonna suck. And be super awkward. Well, they've already had sex, but that's not the same as Hacker barging in on her masturbating. Super embarrassing, actually. Ugh. This is her nightmare scenario. Alright, she can do this. Just walk out of the bedroom and face her impending humiliation. She sighed and opened her bedroom door, heading for the kitchen. "Why the hell were you in my room, Hacker?"

"I... I heard you moaning, and though that you were in pain. So, I rushed in to help." Hacker mumbled and looked away in shame. He didn't want to tell her the true reason he had barged in, that he had heard her moans of pleasure and was consumed with jealousy. That he had assumed she was with another man and wanted to stop them. He could never admit that. It was too humiliating. So, he lied. Well, not entirely. He did think she was in pain. The pain of passion, that is. "Apologies. I should have knocked. A-anyway, I brought you some of those red velvet cupcakes from the bakery. There's also a magazine on the coffee table, featuring my heroic exploits."

"Oh. Uhh, thanks. I'm sorry I freaked out. It was really embarrassing, and you kinda scared the shit outta me." Zoey said and rubbed the back of her neck. She grabbed a cupcake and dug. Oh, these are amazing. Just the right amount of frosting, and the cake is so moist and fluffy. Hacker knows her tastes. He's always getting her favorite foods and snacks, picking up heathy food, and keeping her company. He's a sweetheart. "Thanks, Hacker. I love these. You're the best." She said and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. Just a little platonic display of affection. Between friends. Who happen to have a kid on the way. Two, in fact.

Hacker felt his heart pound in his chest, and a wave of butterflies in his stomach. Her lips were soft and warm, and he could still feel them on his cheek. He wanted to touch it, to run his fingers over the place where her lips had been. Oh, what was this woman doing to him? How could she make him feel this way, like a giddy little boy, with just a simple kiss on the cheek? This was ridiculous, he was a grown man, not some teenager. Yet, here he was, a nervous wreck, with butterflies in his stomach. Perhaps the pregnancy has made his feelings stronger? Whatever the case may be, it was undeniable, that he was falling for her. HARD.

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Zoey laid on the couch, eating ice cream, and sniffling while watching Kung Fu Panda. An hour ago, she handed over Mikey to his new forever family, and her heart was breaking. Mikey was such a sweetheart, even with his stinky farts, and she loved that sweet old man so much. He was her little cuddle bug, and everytime she smells a fart, she'll think of him and shed a tear. He's in a great home, and that's what's important. Still, her heart hurts. Ugh, pregnancy is rough. All she can do is eat and cry. "Oh, Po. I wish I could kung fu all my problems away, too." She sniffled and ate a spoonful of ice cream. Man, does she miss that adorable mutt. He was her buddy, and her protector. Her sweet, smelly angel.

Hacker, who had accompanied her to the shelter, was sitting on the other end of the couch, feeling conflicted. On the one hand, he was glad that the gas-filled fiend was gone, and wouldn't be fouling up the air anymore. On the other hand, seeing Zoey in such distress was heartbreaking. He never wanted to see her unhappy, and hated seeing her tears. He was at a loss on what to do, and was considering stealing the foul creature back, if only to see her smile again. He sighed, and placed a comforting hand on her knee. "Zoey, I am sorry for your loss. I understand that the beast meant a lot to you. Is there anything I can do to ease your suffering?"

"Oh, Hacker, I'll get over it, it's just my hormones makin' me a wreck. I know he's gonna have a great life with the people he went home with. It's just... oh, everything is making me emotional right now." Zoey whimpered, then flopped against him, burying her face in his shoulder. God, she's a mess, and she's surprised by how well Hacker has been tolerating her rollercoaster of emotions. Most people would have thrown up their hands and said, 'fuck this', but not him. He's sticking around, and he's doing his best to help her. She might not be able to make it through this pregnancy without him. "I'll be alright, Hacker. Thanks for stickin' by me and the twins, even though we're a big ol' bundle of crazy." She said and snuggled him. He's so warm, and his arms are strong. She feels like one of those dainty damsels in a movie, being held by a big, strong man who will protect her from the world. Hehe.

"You are more than worth the trouble, my dear. You and our children are the most important things in my life, and I would do anything to ensure your safety and happiness." Hacker said and held her close. He couldn't help but melt a little. She was so precious, so vulnerable, so trusting, and it made his heart swell. Oh, how far they've come since their first encounter. From enemies, to reluctant co-parents, to... well, he's not sure where they are now. They have grown closer, and shared moments of tenderness, and a bond is forming between them. Something warm, and loving, and precious. He doesn't want to let it go, and he wants to see where it will lead. "Now, no more tears, my sweet. Let us watch some mindless entertainment, and forget your troubles."

***

"So, have you given anymore thought to my suggestion of co-habitating?" Hacker asked, as he and Zoey enjoyed dinner. Their weekly meals together have turned into daily affairs, and they've gotten quite cozy with each other. He had made the suggestion months ago, before the two of them had bonded, and now, the thought of returning to his abode alone after a day spent in her presence seemed intolerable. He wanted to wake up next to her each morning, cook breakfast together, and raise their children under one roof. He didn't want to be apart anymore. No, he wanted to be a family, a real one, the four of them together.

"About that, it's... a lot to think about." Zoey replied and took a sip of her water. She's become more and more aware that has some feelings for Hacker. Feelings that are stronger than just co-parenting a couple of kids, and she's trying to reconcile with that. She was married for 11 years, before her husband decided she wasn't enough. That was a pretty rough, dark period of her life, which led to her getting knocked up. She's got issues with betrayal and abandonment, and of course rejection. The trifecta of mental anguish when it comes to romance. What if Hacker like, finds a woman while they're living together and just drops her? What if her feelings keep developing and she confesses, only to be shot down because he doesn't see her that way? And the thing that would truly break her, what if they became a couple, and he cheated? Her heart is on the line here, and she's got twins on the way.

"Is it? It seems fairly straightforward to me. We're going to raise these children, why not do it under the same roof?" Hacker retorted and took a bite of his salad. He's not an idiot, and he can tell that something is bothering her. Is she not as invested in this as he is? Does she see him as an expendable sperm donor? His heart twinged at the thought, but he's nothing if not a survivor. He's dealt with rejection and loss before. He can handle it. "Look, Zoey, I know our history is not exactly ideal, and the circumstances of our union were... unconventional, but I truly want to make this work. I want us to be a real family."

Zoey rubbed the bridge of her nose and sighed. Of course what Hacker says makes sense. It makes a ton of sense. They will be raising these babies together, and having everyone under one roof is practical. But it's that pesky L-word that's complicating things for her. Love. That elusive emotion that can fill someone with joy beyond imagination or crush their soul to dust. When it's good, it's really good, and when it's bad, it's devastating. She closed her eyes and let out a long sigh. Fuck it. She's tired of dancing around the bullshit. This pregnancy is already complicated enough, and she doesn't need the stress of 'he loves me, he loves me not'. "The thing is... I've been dealing with these... feelings, lately. For you. And they're making me an emotional mess. I'm getting attached to you, and it's terrifying. I feel like I'm setting myself up for heartbreak."

"You're... what?" Hacker stuttered and felt his heart skip a beat. He wasn't expecting that. He thought that her rejection of moving in together was due to her lack of interest in him. But no, quite the opposite. She likes him, perhaps as much as he likes her, and that thought is thrilling and frightening. The possibility of love and acceptance is tantalizing, and yet, the fear of failure and rejection is paralyzing. He is, for perhaps the first time in his life, at a loss for words. He has no idea how to respond. He is torn between professing his own feelings, and running for the hills. So, he does the only thing he can do, the thing that has kept him safe and sound for many, many years. He deflects. "Well, that's quite... unexpected. Um, should we have some dessert?"

"Yeah. Sure." Zoey replied, and her heart sunk. So that's his answer, huh? Ignoring the whole 'feelings' bit and brushing it aside. Pretending that she didn't just open herself up and expose her raw, fragile heart. Ouch. She knew it. He doesn't reciprocate her feelings. He's just a dutiful father and a supportive friend. That's it. Well, at least she can move on now that she knows. Maybe she can find a different cyborg, since she's gonna be pretty much stuck in Cyberspace for the rest of her life. Do they all have dicks? Fuck it, who cares. Ugh. Men are garbage. Whatever. This was a stupid idea. Time to put her guard up and shove her feelings deep down inside where they belong.

"Excellent! I'll fetch the pie." Hacker replied and leaped out of his chair, eager to escape the sudden tension that had descended upon them. He dashed to the kitchen with his heart pounding in his ears. Did he just make a mistake? Did he just ruin his chance at happiness? His mind is a muddled mess, and he's not sure how to proceed. Does he take a leap of faith, or does he cut and run? Does he pursue the woman he's come to love, or does he push her away and remain in the safety of his solitary existence? Should he escape through the window and hide out in the Northern Frontier for a while until his problems magically resolve themselves, or should he face his fears head on and admit his feelings? He has no clue. So, he does the only thing he can do, the thing that has gotten him into and out of trouble in the past. He lies. "Sorry, Zoey, no pie after all. Must have left it at home. You know what, something's come up, and I need to be going. Sorry."

"Oh. Okay." Zoey murmured. She should have known he didn't have feelings for her. Why would he? He's the handsome, suave villain-turned-hero with a tragic backstory and a big heart. And she's just a paramedic from Earth who's pregnant with his children. Why would he give her a second glance? She's nothing special. Hacker could have pretty much anyone in Cyberspace. She's done with this crap. Moving on now, thank you very much. "Goodnight, Hacker." She said as the door slammed shut behind him. Then she slumped in her chair and let the tears fall. Way to go, dumbass. Falling for your baby daddy who doesn't even want you. Pathetic. Time for ice cream, movies, and crying. AGAIN.

***

As Hacker flew the Grim Wreaker back to his base in the Northern Frontier, he was a swirling mass of conflicting emotions. He couldn't believe he'd just abandoned Zoey like that. How could he? She's the mother of his children, the woman who he's fallen for. And he left her. He didn't even have the decency to make up a proper excuse. He just bolted like a coward, fleeing from his problems, as usual. But, on the other hand, he's scared. He's scared of love, and the power it has to destroy him. He's scared of the responsibility of being a good partner and parent. He's scared that he'll mess up, and hurt the people he loves. He's scared that he's not worthy of love, and that he doesn't deserve it. It's easier to just avoid it all together. Better to stay alone and not risk being hurt.

Once he reached his base, Hacker grabbed a bottle of wine and made his way to his bedroom. He threw himself onto his bed and took a long swig of the bitter alcohol. Oh, how he longed for the old days, where he'd drown himself in a haze of debauchery, alcohol, and drugs. When he'd have his pick of lovers, and sate his lusts, and drink the night away. Where the only person he had to look out for was himself, and the only person who cared about him was him. But he can't do that anymore. He's got Zoey, and their children to think of. He has to be a better man. For them.

And yet, here he is, alone in his bedroom, with only a bottle of wine and his misery to keep him company. Drinking away his sorrows, and trying to forget the woman he's fallen for. How pathetic. He's a pitiful excuse for a man, and he doesn't deserve Zoey. He doesn't deserve anyone. Not a single damn soul wants to spend time with a cowardly jerk. Not even HIMSELF. Damn it all. He finished off the wine and tossed the bottle aside. Oh, what does he do? What does he DO?!

Hacker was suddenly brought back to the present by the sound of the communicator ringing. Motherboard. He groaned. Oh, he wasn't in the mood to deal with her. She was the last person he wanted to speak to, but he couldn't ignore her. He reluctantly answered the call. "Motherboard, how lovely to hear from you. To what do I owe the displeasure of this interruption of my self-loathing and misery?" He sneered with sarcasm. Motherboard's expression hardened, and she glared at him. Oh, he was in for it now. What a wonderful cherry to top off his disastrous day.

"Hacker, I have no idea what your problem is, but your behavior is completely unacceptable. Do you realize how lucky you are to have someone like Zoey in your life?" Motherboard scolded. Oh, Hacker always tested her patience, but this time he had crossed the line. He had really messed up, and she wasn't going to stand by and let him throw away a chance at happiness. She wouldn't allow it. Zoey called her, completely broken and distraught, because Hacker ditched her right after she confessed having feelings for him. Unacceptable.

"Motherboard, stay out of it. My relationship with Zoey is none of your concern." Hacker snapped and hung up. He wasn't going to sit there and be lectured by her. He was in no mood for her advice or her judgment. Hmph. He didn't need her. He didn't need anyone. He's a lone wolf. A lone wolf with wine. Oh, sweet, sweet alcohol. The bottle that never judged him, the spirits that soothe his spirit. He could always count on it to be there for him.

But even the bottle was not enough to quell his loneliness and regret. Hacker found himself reaching for his phone, and scrolling through his contacts, until he stopped on a familiar name. Wicked. His ex-girlfriend, and the woman who broke his heart, and his trust. Wicked, who was beautiful and cruel, and the last person he should be contacting. But, he was desperate, and the loneliness and regret were eating away at him. So, he sent her a message. A message he would surely regret in the morning, but a message he couldn't help but send, nonetheless.

'Hey, Wicked, it's Hacker. I know it's late, but I'm lonely tonight. Would you like to meet up?'

***

"Wicked?" Zoey whispered with shock. Why was Wicked visiting her? She wasn't exactly a fan of the witch. Wicked was manipulative, conniving, and had a mean streak. Plus, her history with Hacker was unsettling. The two had a toxic relationship, and even with Zoey and Hacker were enemies, she always tried to tell him that the woman was bad news, and they'd just bring out the worst in each other. Although, the warning usually fell on deaf ears, and was met with snark and ridicule. Typical Hacker. Stubborn as a damn mule. "Why... what do you want?"

"I was hoping we could chat, woman to woman. It's been a while since we've seen each other, and I was curious how you were doing." Wicked said and smiled. Her eyes flicked to Zoey's belly, which was swollen with the twin hybrids. It was a surreal sight. Two species coming together to create new life, a blend of human and cyborg. It's still hard to grasp. Wicked glanced back up at Zoey's face. Ah, she looks like she hasn't slept in days. Probably up all night thinking about her baby daddy. How adorable. Well, time to drop the bombshell on her.

"Oh, ummm, sure. Come in." Zoey said and stepped aside to let Wicked enter the apartment. What could the witch possibly want to talk about? They weren't exactly close. Hell, they barely interacted outside of Wicked's schemes. Sometimes they worked together, when Wicked had something to gain from cooperating. Or when she and Hacker were fighting, and teaming up was a sure way to get back at the cyborg. The latter happened a lot, actually. Either way, Wicked has never shown any personal interest in her. They've never had 'girl talk' in the past. This is pretty weird. "So, what did ya wanna chat about?"

"Hacker, of course. What else could a group of ladies chat about, except boys? And what a boy he is." Wicked replied and laughed. Ah, yes, she was going to enjoy this. Telling the woman that Hacker came crawling to her, begging for sex, the same day the fool fled from her. Such delicious drama. Wicked was almost tempted to record Zoey's reaction. The sheer devastation on the poor woman's face would be a thing of beauty. Like a train wreck. You know you shouldn't look, but you can't look away. "Last night was particularly amusing. He was practically BEGGING to see me."

"Wait... WHAT?!" Zoey cried. No. NO! Please, God, no. Last night? As in, THE SAME DAY he ditched her when she confessed her feelings? Did he really just run straight to his ex? DID HE FUCKING GO BACK TO HIS EX?! Zoey's blood ran cold as Wicked confirmed with a nod and a wicked (hah) grin. That BASTARD! That cowardly, no good, useless, worthless, two-timing, cold-hearted, EVIL bastard! She feels sick to her stomach, but not because of the twins this time. No, it's disgust towards a certain piece of shit named Hacker. Did he do it in some sick attempt to punish her for confessing her feelings to him? Did he sleep with Wicked to spite her? To hurt her? UGH! Men are the ABSOLUTE WORST! "That fucking... GOD, I hate him!"

Wicked chuckled as Zoey paced around the room, ranting about what a miserable, despicable creature the Hacker was, and how much she hated him. Oh, this is too easy. It's like taking candy from a baby. Wicked almost felt guilty, toying with the pregnant human woman like this. Almost. But not really. "Yes, that Hacker is an absolute snake. No offense to snakes, of course." Wicked said. Of course, she had ignored Hacker's drunken booty call, not wanting anything to do with the drunk fool. Ever since he decided to be a doting daddy-to-be do-gooder, he lost his appeal. But, of course, Zoey didn't need to know that. "Anyway, I'll let you rest. You're looking quite ragged, dearie. Try not to let this get you down. You have two little ones to take care of now."

Zoey barely registered Wicked leaving as her mind raced with anger, sadness, and a mix of emotions that she couldn't even begin to sort out. How could he? How could he just abandon her and go straight to his ex?! Was it all a lie? Was the whole 'trying to be a better man' thing a long con so he could get revenge for years of foiling his plans? And what's worse, she can't even LEAVE Cyberspace to get away from him permanently. Even after the twins are born, she'll have to stay, because they'd wind up in Area 51 if she took them to Earth. Goddammit! That MOTHERFUCKER knocked her up, robbed her of her life, and just twisted the blade. That sick son of a BITCH!

He'll pay for this. When the babies are born, they only way he'll see them is on the news, when everyone's celebrating the birth of the miracle babies. Oh yeah, and everyone will know that Hacker decided he wanted to be a deadbeat dad. He'll be a pariah. He won't be able to show his face anywhere without being greeted with sneers and dirty looks. Everyone will hate him. He wanted to be famous, huh? Well, now he can be infamous. Fuck him. He dug this grave, now he can lay in it, alone and miserable, because nobody will want anything to do with him. Bye, bitch.

***

"Motherboard, you will NOT believe what Wicked just told me!" Zoey ranted as she paced Control Central's main chamber. She couldn't contain her rage. She was LIVID, and she needed to vent. Plus Motherboard would keep her from doing anything stupid, like going to Hacker's place and beating him with a baseball bat. She can trust the babies' honorary grandma and godqueen of Cyberspace to talk some sense into her, because right now, all she wanted to do was yell, scream, and bash things. "She said that the night that Hacker walked out on me, he sent her a message, begging to have sex with her! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!"

Motherboard listened to Zoey explain the situation, and her anger grew. Hacker could be so impulsive and shortsighted, and he always seemed to find the most self-destructive path possible. Now, he was on a collision course with disaster, and he was putting everything in jeopardy. She wasn't surprised by his actions, per say, but she was disappointed. He had been making such progress, and seemed genuinely happy with the direction his life was headed in. And now, he's sabotaging everything because of his fear and insecurity. "Oh, Hacker, why must you always take two steps forward, and five steps back?"

"Because he's a piece of SHIT who doesn't care about anyone but himself! 'Oh woe is me, I have a woman who's carrying my children and has shown nothing but patience and understanding towards me, but she has FEELINGS, and I'm scared!'" Zoey mocked with a sneer. Oh, she's fuming. If it wasn't for the twins she was carrying, she'd probably march to the Northern Frontier and beat him to within an inch of his life. "Ha, like I'm not scared too! I've got my fair share of emotional baggage, on top of being 5 months pregnant with twins, while living in another dimension. But did I just get an abortion or deprive him of the chance to be a dad? NO! Because I face my goddamn problems instead of running away from them, unlike that COWARD!"

Motherboard sighed. How many times would she have to fix Hacker's mistakes, and save him from himself? He's always causing problems and then expecting others to fix them for him. However, she couldn't let this one go, because it involved not only Hacker, but Zoey, and their children. Motherboard could feel her circuits heating up as her anger boiled over. Oh, Hacker, you've done it now. "Zoey, I'm sorry he's hurting you. He's a coward, but that doesn't excuse his actions. He had no right to treat you so poorly, especially after everything you've done for him. I'll talk to him. You have my word."

***

"Hacker. We need to talk." Motherboard said. She had called him earlier and told him that he was to report to Control Central immediately, and that failure to do so would result in drastic consequences. Namely, being hunted down and dragged to the meeting, kicking and screaming. Oh, he's not getting out of this. Hacker reluctantly agreed, and showed up a few hours later, looking like a dog with its tail tucked between its legs. Good. Let him squirm. "You have disappointed me greatly. You have disappointed EVERYONE. Why would you throw away your chance at happiness?"

"Oh, and who says that SHE was going to be my source of happiness? Maybe I'd be happier with someone else!" Hacker snapped. Yes, he knew he was being petty and childish, but he was feeling cornered, and that always put him on edge. He didn't want to have this conversation. He didn't want to admit that he was terrified of falling in love with Zoey, and having his heart broken again. He didn't want to confront his demons and insecurities. So instead, he did what he always does, deflect and deny. "It's my life, and I'll live it how I see fit, and you can't tell me otherwise. I don't answer to you anymore."

"That's where you're wrong, Hacker. You live in Cyberspace, which means that you DO, in fact, answer to me." Motherboard said. Her voice was stern and unwavering as she stared Hacker down, not backing down for a second. Hacker could try and intimidate others with his size and strength, but not her. She was the Guardian of the realm, and he would submit to her authority, or suffer the consequences. She was done coddling him. If he wants to act like a child, he can be treated like one. "If you don't start behaving like an adult and take responsibility for your actions, then I'll treat you like the immature child you're behaving as, and force you into acting like a grown man."

"You don't scare me, Motherboard. You're soft and sentimental, you would never do anything to truly harm me. And you know it." Hacker smirked as he leaned against the wall, crossing his arms. Oh, he's won this argument already. Motherboard's soft heart was always her weak point, and he had been exploiting it for decades. She could never truly harm him, no matter what atrocities he committed. "Face it, you have nothing on me. You may THINK you can control me, but we both know the truth. You can't. I am above the law-"

Hacker's words were cut off as he was locked into place by some unseen force. Every fiber of his body was held tightly in place, preventing him from even moving a muscle. He was completely paralyzed, and at the mercy of Motherboard's power. Hmmm. Perhaps testing the patience of a deity who has near limitless power over his existence was a mistake. He may have made a slight error in judgment. Oh dear. He watched helplessly as Motherboard approached him, her ethereal form looming over him. He could see her eyes twinkling with suppressed power, and he knew that she meant business. This was serious, and he had pushed her too far. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh FUCK!

"I control EVERYTHING in Cyberspace. That includes you, right down to the very 1's and 0's that make you who you are." Motherboard said as she circled Hacker, examining him like a piece of machinery. All of the coding that composed his being was laid bare before her, as were the hidden emotions that he tried to keep concealed. Anger, fear, and a deep sadness. For years, she gave him the freedom to choose his own path. Even when he went down a dark and destructive road, she never forced him onto a different route, only guided him. Now she wished she had taken charge sooner. Maybe he wouldn't be struggling with such darkness now.

"I have tried my best to guide you, to provide you with support, compassion, and understanding. I have given you space to grow and learn from your mistakes, even when it hurt me deeply to see you suffer, knowing I could take your pain away with just a single command." Motherboard continued as she placed a gentle hand on Hacker's shoulder. Despite all of his faults, he was still her son, in a manner of speaking. He had the potential for greatness, and she hoped that he would realize it one day. Sadly, he hadn't learned how to turn away from the path of self-destruction. Hopefully now, he would listen. "Well, no more. You are going to do the right thing, and you are going to do it right now, or I am going to make you. Do you understand me?"

If Hacker could move, he would be trembling. Never has he seen Motherboard so firm, and so in control. Her voice was laced with power and authority, and her words were not a request, they were an order. One that he dare not disobey. Oh, he has royally fucked up. She could rewrite his entire personality, his very core, with a thought. If she wished, he would cease to exist, and a new version of him would take his place. No memories, no emotions, nothing to tie him to his current identity. Only the version of himself that she desired would remain. She was his god, and he had blasphemed. "I... u-understand." He managed to choke out, as Motherboard allowed him to regain his speech.

"I know you're scared of getting hurt again. I know you're scared of letting people in, and risking vulnerability. But it's okay to be scared. What matters is that you don't let fear control you. Don't run away from love because you're afraid it might hurt you. Embrace love. Love yourself, and love those who care about you." Motherboard said as she gently caressed his cheek. She can read every bit of code in his being and understand him in ways that no one else ever could. He has a good heart, buried beneath the pain, trauma, and darkness. It just needs to be coaxed out. With the right amount of nurturing, it can flourish. "Now, you are going to march back to that apartment, apologize to Zoey for hurting her, and make things right. Don't worry about your past, or what may come in the future. Focus on the here and now."

"Uh, heheh, yes, that... that may be a problem." Hacker laughed nervously. He wasn't exactly in a rush to confront a very angry, very emotional, pregnant Zoey. She was liable to bite his head off. Plus, the thought of apologizing and groveling to the woman was mortifying. Him, the great and powerful Hacker, on his hands and knees, pleading for forgiveness. It was humiliating. Surely there was a better option, like never seeing her again, and ignoring their children for the rest of his life. Yes, that sounds like a much better plan. "I don't suppose we could just forget the whole thing, and pretend it never happened, hmm?"

"Not a chance." Motherboard replied, and snapped her fingers.

At once, Hacker found himself transported to the front door of Zoey's apartment, wearing nothing but boxers, a t-shirt, bunny slippers, and covered in glitter. Ah, the joys of dealing with a disgruntled omnipotent supercomputer. Lovely. Well, time to face the music. Or he could be reprogrammed to be an obedient, lovesick puppy. Erm, well, on second thought, perhaps facing the music isn't such an awful idea.

"You can do this, Hacker." Motherboard said as her disembodied voice echoed in his head. She was going to keep an eye on the situation, just to make sure that he didn't try to wriggle out of the confrontation. Hacker was quite slippery when he wanted to be. Hopefully he could be honest with himself, and with Zoey, and come clean about his true feelings. Otherwise, he might wake up the next morning with an unusual desire to write sappy poetry dedicated to his beloved. "Just tell her how you truly feel, and apologize for your behavior. She deserves to know the truth."

"Right. I can do this. I can do this. I'm The Hacker! I've done far scarier things in my life!" Hacker muttered to himself, psyching himself up. He's faced down dangerous foes and navigated treacherous environments. He's cheated death dozens of times, and escaped the clutches of villains and heroes alike. This was just Zoey. Scary, terrifying Zoey, but he's been through much worse. "Right. It's now or never. Very well. Let's do this."

Chapter Text

Zoey groaned as her doorbell rang. She was in the middle of picking a new baby name for the boy, since she obviously no longer wanted the name that Hacker picked. Fuck 'Alexander Maximilian'. That's a stupid name anyway. His name's gonna be something awesome, like... like... dammit. Fuck if she knows. The doorbell rang again. God, they're not giving up, huh? FINE. Fine! Whatever. She paused her browsing through lists of baby names online, and opened the door, ready to shoo away whoever it was that was disturbing her peaceful solitude. To her surprise, it wasn't a stranger or anybody she actually likes. No, it was just Hacker, and he was dressed like he lost a dare. What. The. Hell. "Um..."

"Yes. I look ridiculous, I know." Hacker quickly cut in. There was no reason for Zoey to further remind him of his plight. He was already keenly aware. Thanks, Motherboard, he truly needed that extra dose of humiliation. How gracious of her. Bloody brilliant. Anyway, best to get this whole 'telling the truth' bit over with as soon as possible, before things escalate any further. "But, before we go any further, I owe you an explanation for my behaviour yesterday."

"Oh, you mean when you ran away after I told you that I had feelings for you, and then went and messaged your ex for a booty call?" Zoey snapped with a glare. What could would an explanation do? He's probably just trying to make her fall for his usual tricks again. He had so much fun doing it last time, so why not go for seconds? She's just a toy to him. A toy to be played with, and then discarded when he gets bored. Well, she's not falling for it. "You don't have to explain shit. I already know the truth. You never cared about me. You just pretended to care so you could hurt me, and it worked."

"What?! No! No! I care about you. In fact, I adore you. I have nothing but the utmost respect for you, and that's coming from a man who has very little respect for anyone." Hacker said. What the devil? Where the deuce did this ridiculous notion that he doesn't care about her come from? That's utterly absurd. He was practically head over heels for her, as cliché as it sounds. That was the problem! "I didn't leave because I don't care about you, I left because I care about you too much. My affection for you scares me, and when you said you reciprocated that affection, I panicked."

"Wait... you panicked because you like me?" Zoey asked as she tried to process this information. She was confused. And angry. Very angry. The man she had feelings for, who ditched her when she confessed said feelings, panicked because he liked her back? What kind of bullshit is this?! That makes no damn sense! "So, you do like me?" She asked and Hacker nodded. Zoey growled, grabbed him by the shirt, and yanked him down so they were eye to eye. "Then why the fuck did you hit up your ex last night?! Huh, dumbass?!"

"Uhhhhh...." Hacker stammered as his mind raced to come up with a believable lie that would get him out of this predicament. He was not about to admit that he was drunk, scared, and had no idea how to handle his emotions. Nor was he going to admit that he was a coward. He wasn't! He was a strong, brave, and fearless individual, who didn't shy away from challenges. He was the master of his own fate, and the captain of his destiny. He was a... oh, to hell with it. He sighed in defeat. "I don't know. I was confused and emotional and drunk and... ugh. She refused to meet me, and I spent the night drinking wine and feeling sorry for myself."

"Oh my god, you're such a fucking moron!" Zoey groaned and smacked her forehead. All of the emotional turmoil could have been avoided. All of the pain she was feeling could have been spared, if that dumbass had just stayed put and talked to her about it. God, men are so stupid! Seriously, can't they just talk about their feelings, and not run away to the nearest bar and drink their woes away?! Apparently not. "You could have just talked to me! Do you have any idea what kind of hell I've been going through? How much I've been hurting? And Wicked actually came to my apartment to tell me about the damn booty call!"

"Wicked did what?!" Hacker cried in disbelief. Oh, that conniving little bitch. Of course she would rub salt in the wound. The woman lives for drama and misery. He should have known that she'd take advantage of the situation to get under Zoey's skin and twist the knife in the proverbial wound. She's likely having a jolly old time, watching their relationship implode. Hacker's temper flared, and he was about to give that witch a piece of his mind, but Motherboard's voice rang in his head. "Apologize for your actions, and make things right." Ugh. Right. He can't deal with Wicked. Not yet, at least.

"Look, Zoey, I'm sorry. Truly, I am. I messed up. I shouldn't have fled from the conversation. I should have just told you that I'm interested in pursuing a relationship, instead of getting drunk and contacting Wicked. It was foolish of me, and now I have to win back your trust and prove myself worthy of being a partner to you. I promise I will do everything in my power to do so." Hacker said, sincerely. His pride was taking a massive blow by admitting his shortcomings and failures. It was humbling. However, for Zoey, it was worth it. Her friendship was worth more than his ego. As was a romantic partnership, assuming she still desired one after this whole debacle. He certainly did.

"Fine. I accept your apology, BUT I am NOT making this easy for you." Zoey stated. She wasn't going to let herself be wooed over that easily. The fool has some work to do. She doesn't need this kind of baby daddy drama in her life, so Hacker needs to get his shit together and learn how to handle life like an emotionally intelligent adult. Until then, he's on thin ice, as far as she was concerned. She let go of his shirt and smoothed it out while glaring at him. "Show me that I can trust you to be emotionally mature, honest, and most importantly, to be vulnerable and open. Our babies deserve a father who's capable of being their rock, not a spineless coward, and I refuse to waste my time on a man who doesn't have the guts to stand by his woman when she's in a crisis."

"Understood." Hacker replied. Oh, she's a firecracker. That's part of why he loved her. She wasn't afraid to stand up to him and challenge him. Most people were too scared to approach him, and wouldn't dare to question him. Yet, Zoey wasn't the least bit intimidated. He was a mountain to her, and she was the river that slowly carves its way through the stone. Always finding a way to wear him down, to get to the softer bits underneath. He was helpless to her wiles, and honestly, he wouldn't have it any other way. "I won't fail you, or our children, again. You have my word."

"I'll hold you to that." Zoey said and sighed. This had been one hell of a rollercoaster, and she was exhausted. Physically, mentally, and emotionally. Sucks that Hacker confessing that he likes her back was tainted by all of this drama. They should have been all lovey dovey and smoochin' up a storm. But noooo. Hacker had to go be a dumbass. Oh well. Can't change the past. Hopefully Hacker doesn't do anything this stupid in the future. She'd like a normal relationship for once. That would be nice. "Anyway, I think we've both had enough emotional bullshit for one day, so we'll talk about the rest of this later."

"Yes. Of course. We'll speak later." Hacker said and kissed her hand gently before leaving. He felt as though a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, and he could finally breathe again. It was done. Everything was out in the open, and now they could move forward. He still has a lot to make up for, and much work to do, but he has a chance to repair the damage, and for that he was thankful. Motherboard was right, being honest with himself and Zoey was worth it.

"Very good, Hacker. I'm proud of you." Motherboard whispered as her presence faded. Her job here was done, for now. She'll have to keep an eye on things of course, but she has faith in them. They just need a little push, and a little guidance, and they'll find their way. After all, true love always finds a way. And what they had was definitely true love.

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Hacker returned to his Grim Wreaker, and the first thing he did was to send a text to Wicked. One that detailed his displeasure in the strongest terms. Oh, he was furious. The nerve of that blasted witch, telling his would-be lover that he contacted her for a sexual encounter. Unbelievable. How dare she meddle in his affairs! And for what? For a few laughs? He didn't find this to be particularly amusing, and was going to make sure she understood that in no uncertain terms.

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Hacker: What the deuce is wrong with you? Why would you go to Zoey's and tell her that I propositioned you? Are you crazy?!

Wicked: Calm down. I just thought your baby mama might want to know that her baby daddy went and tried to get a piece from someone else.

Wicked: Besides, that was me doing you a favor, lover boy. You're welcome! :-)

Hacker: How are you doing ME a favor by running your mouth to Zoey and making her believe that we had sex?

Hacker: Now I have to win back her trust, and it's all your fault!

Wicked: Well, you weren't going to do anything with her, were you? I know you're all about the 'playing house and being a good boy' routine you've got going on, but let's be real.

Wicked: You aren't the type to settle down with some nice girl, start a family, and live happily ever after. So I did you a favor by burning that bridge for you. :-)

Hacker: You don't know anything about me. I can settle down, and I can have a family, and I WILL be happy. Happier than I ever was with you. I can't believe that I ever thought you were anything more than a self-absorbed, conniving, malicious harpy.

Hacker: We are through. Don't contact me again. Ever.

Wicked: Oh please. This little fling you've got going on isn't gonna last. It never does with your kind. You're a bad guy, Hacker. You always were, and you still are, deep down.

Wicked: And when that silly Earth girl of yours finally sees that, you're going to need someone to pick up the pieces. And I'll be right there waiting for you. Like I always am. :-)

Hacker: Oh piss off, you annoying harridan. Go back to your pathetic life of failed schemes and empty relationships, and leave me alone!

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Hacker tossed his phone aside and let out a frustrated growl. Wicked was impossible to deal with, and she always knew just what to say to get under his skin. It was infuriating. He needed a distraction, something to take his mind off this mess. He walked over to the shelf that held his collection of Elvis Presley records and selected one at random. Ah yes, 'Can't Help Falling In Love'. Perfect. He placed it on his record player and began to dance around the room, trying to clear his mind of all the drama that had been plaguing him lately. After a few minutes of dancing, his mind began to wander. He thought about Zoey, and how beautiful she looked with her swollen belly full of their children. He imagined them dancing together in the future, laughing and talking about their day as the twins played nearby.

He pictured them going out on dates, sharing meals and conversation, and perhaps even stealing a kiss or two in a secluded corner. He could see them spending evenings on the couch, cuddling and watching movies, or lying in bed together, whispering sweet nothings into each others' ears. They could have a future, a family, and he was going to do everything in his power to make sure it happened. No matter what Wicked, or anyone else, said. No more running away, and no more self-destructive behavior. He has already come so far, and he won't backslide now. Not when he's so close to having everything he ever wanted. He'll prove to everyone, including himself, that he's capable of change and that he deserves happiness.