Welcome to another exciting installment of Spacemon, the tale of a Pokemon TRPG campaign! This is one of several loosely related one-off stories set between the events of the various Spacemon campaigns. You can get caught up on the entire adventure here!
“And that should do it.”
Naomi leaned back in her chair and let out a sigh of relief. After weeks of hard work and research, she had finally finished her latest piece for her blog. Shortly after beginning her journalism studies, Naomi had started blogging as a means of sharpening her writing chops. Now that her first year of school was done and she had a few months off before her next semester began, she had so much more time to write, and write she did. Naomi enjoyed writing about a great many things, from day to day life to major socio-economic issues and everything in between. It seemed others liked reading her work too; she was proud to say that she had generated a pretty decent following since she had started her blog.
Even though she enjoyed writing, it could sometimes be exhausting, especially when it came to the longer, more in-depth pieces, such as the one she had just finished. This one was a look into the issues the Federation faced now that they had brokered a peace with the Mewtwos and had had some time to rebuild. It had been over a year since that final battle and the Federation was still clawing its way back from chaos that the Mewtwos had unleashed. The Galaxy would never be the same again, and now faced countless new issues as well as many that had yet to be solved. A simple blog post wasn’t going to solve them though, even one as well thought out and researched as Naomi’s had been, but she had strong opinions and wanted to share them with anyone who would listen.
As she looked over her work again, which was now live on the Spacenet for anyone to see, Naomi already felt her mind racing with new ideas and angles to explore the complex issues of the Galaxy from, but she pushed them aside for now. “Slow down, Naomi,” she told herself. “Take some time for yourself.” With that, she stood up and walked away from her desk.
Naomi couldn’t help but laugh to herself as she made her way to the kitchen to fix herself a snack. Here she was trying to solve all the Galaxy’s problems when she had issues in her own life to sort out. Even Alex was doing better than her in that regard. Naomi was so proud of her girlfriend for all the progress she had made in dealing with her mental health struggles. Alex was a fighter alright, and Naomi was inspired every day by her strength.
Thinking of how the Galaxy was rebuilding itself, of how Alex was rebuilding herself, Naomi realized she should be doing the same. She had lost her whole planet, but she had been so focused on helping Alex, on helping save the Galaxy, that she hadn’t been able to properly grieve. Sure, Naomi had more bad memories than good ones when it came to her life on Harmonia, but so many people she knew were gone now and she was one of the lucky few who had survived. Now she was so far from home, living with the one person in the whole Galaxy she could consider family.
“Family,” Naomi muttered to herself as she gazed at the window at the Avalon skylane traffic. She had almost forgotten what family was like, living alone with her father for so many years. She was only now remembering what it was like now that she was living together with Alex, the love of her life, but she still felt a longing. She was happier than she had been in years, but something was missing, a feeling she hadn’t felt since she was a little girl. Even though she was almost a fleeting memory, Naomi still missed her mother greatly. She hadn’t seen her since her parents went through that awful divorce years ago. She didn’t know what happened to her. She wondered if her mother even knew she was alive. The possibility of her thinking she had died on Harmonia was heartbreaking.
I wish I could see you again, Mom, Naomi thought as she settled down on the couch with her food. Wherever you are ...
Naomi sat on the couch, deep in thought. The TV was on in the background, but she wasn’t paying attention to it in the slightest. Her mind was moving at a million miles an hour, sifting through all the thoughts and feelings that had flooded it. The more Naomi thought about it, the more she knew what she needed to do. She knew if she didn’t try to find her mother again she would never be able to live with herself, but she didn’t even know where to begin.
Suddenly, Naomi was pulled out of her thoughts by the sound of Alex walking in the door. “I’m home!” she heard her girlfriend call out.
“Over here, babe,” Naomi said, looking over to see Alex grabbing some water out of the fridge. She had been out exercising with her Pokemon for the past few hours, so she definitely needed the refreshment.
Alex then walked over and wrapped her arms around Naomi from behind. “Hey you,” she said before giving her girlfriend a kiss.
“Hey,” Naomi said, placing a hand on her girlfriend’s tattooed arm. She held on until Alex pulled away in order to plop herself down on the couch next to her. “How’d it go?” Naomi asked, leaning her head on Alex’s shoulder.
“Fine,” Alex answered. “It’s hot out there today, though. I’m all sweaty, if you couldn’t tell. What about you though? Did you get your post finished?”
“Mhm,” Naomi replied. “I posted it a couple hours ago.”
“That’s awesome!” Alex said cheerfully. “I can’t wait to read it later.”
“Yup. I’m sure you’ll like it,” Naomi said unenthusiastically.
“Gee, don’t sound so excited,” Alex said dryly. “Is something wrong?”
“No, I’m real psyched that I got it done, I’ve … just got a lot on my mind.”
“What’s up?” Alex asked, a hint of concern in her voice. “Anything I can help with?”
“I’ve just been thinking a lot about my mom lately,” Naomi told her girlfriend. “I wish I could get in contact with her somehow, but it’s been such a long time I don’t know where to start looking.”
Alex grabbed Naomi’s hand and gave it a comforting squeeze. “Well, I’ll do everything I can to help you find her.”
That brought a smile to Naomi’s face. “I know you will,” she said. “That’s why you’re the best.”
“It’s the least I can do,” Alex said, smiling back at her girlfriend. “I know you’d do the same for me. C’mon, let’s get started.”
“Too bad I don’t know where to start.”
“Do you think your dad might know where she is?” Alex asked.
Naomi frowned. “I wouldn’t be surprised. He’s certainly petty enough to keep tabs on an ex like that. The problem is that I don’t know where he is. I know he went back to ASI, but as far as I can tell, no one’s seen him since the company went under.”
Alex squeezed Naomi’s hand tighter. “Well, wherever he is, we’ll find him and we’ll make him tell us everything he knows. I promise you that we’ll find your mom.”
Seeing the determination in her girlfriend’s eyes, Naomi couldn’t help but believe her. “Thank you, Alex.”
“This is getting us nowhere.”
Naomi tossed her Pokedex aside in frustration. After days of making calls, sending emails, and chasing down leads, she and Alex still had nothing to show for. She had reached out to her father’s old business associates and Alex had spoken with her contacts in the Federation government, and the story was always the same. Nobody knew what happened to Jonathan Pierce after his company collapsed. It was as if he had simply disappeared.
“We can’t give up now,” Alex said, placing a comforting hand on Naomi’s arm. “There’s gotta be something else we haven’t tried yet.”
“Nobody’s heard from him for nearly a year,” Naomi grumbled. “He could be dead for all we know.”
“But that’s just it. We don’t know. That means we still have to try.”
“My point still stands. This isn’t getting us anywhere.”
Alex looked Naomi in the eye and bit her lower lip. It was the face she made when she was deep in thought. “Maybe you’re right,” she said after a few moments. “Maybe we’re going about this the wrong way. We need to start from the beginning.”
Naomi tilted her head to the side and gave Alex a quizzical look. “What do you mean by that?” she asked.
“We need to start from the last time you saw him and work our way from there,” Alex explained. “Maybe we missed something.”
“The last time I saw him? It was back on the Helix and he left with—”
“With the Red Suns,” Alex finished for her. “We don’t really know what happened after that, do we? Maybe the Red Suns can fill in the details and give us a clue as to where he might be.”
“Alex, you’re a freaking genius,” Naomi said, giving her girlfriend a big hug. “What would I do without you?”
Alex blushed at the compliment. “It’s nothing really,” she said. “We should give the Red Suns a call, though. I’m sure they’d be happy to help too.”
A big smile appeared on Naomi’s face. “Me too.”
After a much needed break, Naomi and Alex sat down together to contact the Red Suns. Naomi set her Pokedex on the table and set it to project out its holoscreen so both of them could easily see it. A few moments after the call was sent out, the face of Rena Bordeaux appeared on the screen.
“‘Ello?” the two girls were greeted by the smooth voice of the Red Suns’ Parisian leader.
“Hi Rena!” Alex said cheerfully.
“Oh, ‘ello Alex,” Rena replied. “‘Ello Naomi. ‘Ow nice to see you.”
“It’s nice to see you too,” Naomi said. “How’s little Eveline doing?” she then asked, referring to Rena’s daughter, who had been fathered by the Red Suns’ late leader, Arlon Jett. By Naomi’s count, she should have been almost a year old now.
“Oh, she is as much a ‘andful as always,” Rena said, chuckling a bit.
Naomi laughed too. “I can imagine,” she said. “Tell her we say hello.”
“I’ll be sure to do zat,” Rena said. “Now, what can I do for you ladies?”
“Well, we were hoping you could help us with something,” Alex said.
“It’s about my dad,” Naomi elaborated. “We’ve been trying to locate him, but it seems like no one has seen him since ASI went under.”
“Oh, I see,” Rena said. “I’m not sure how much ‘elp I can be. We ‘aven’t ‘ad any dealings with ‘im since we took ‘im off the ‘elix for you.”
“At this point, we’re looking for anything,” Naomi said. “Whatever you can tell us would be greatly appreciated.”
“Of course. Of course. Let me see ‘ere. We didn’t ‘ang onto ‘im long, if I recall. ‘E wanted to get back to ‘is business as soon as possible, but we couldn’t spare ze time. Arlon may ‘ave, uh, ‘offloaded’ ‘im onto ‘ondo to take back to civilization.”
“I see,” Naomi said. She wasn’t sure of what to make of this news. She knew the smuggler known as Aarn Hondo had helped the Helix crew on their mission, but she also knew he was a bit of a scumbag.
“So Hondo might be able to tell us more, then?” Alex asked.
“I am not sure,” Rena replied.
“Well, it can’t hurt to try, right?” Alex said, glancing over at Naomi.
“Yeah,” Naomi agreed. “Do you know where we can find Hondo?” she then asked Rena.
“As far as I know, ‘e is still operating out of zat scrapyard of ‘is on Erebus, but ‘is operation ‘as expanded quite a bit. I ‘ave his contact information ‘ere. I can send it along for you.”
“That would be great, thanks,” Naomi said.
“You are quite welcome,” Rena said, flashing a smile. “I am sorry I couldn’t be of more ‘elp zan zat.”
“No, it’s fine,” Naomi said. “You’ve been super helpful.”
“Alright zen,” Rena said. “Good luck in your search and don’t be afraid to reach out if either of you need anything.”
“Thanks Rena,” Alex said. “We’ll be sure to do that. Have a nice day.”
“Au revoir,” Rena said, giving the girls a little wave before hanging up.
Shortly after their conversation with Rena, Naomi and Alex called up Hondo. It took a while for the call to go through, but eventually the Outer Rim smuggler appeared. “Hello,” he said. “Aarn Hondo here. Who am I speaking to?”
“Hondo?” Alex replied. “It’s Alex Hawthorne. Y’know, from the Helix?”
“Ah, yes, yes,” Hondo replied, a look of recognition appearing on his face. “I remember now. What can Hondo do for you?”
“Well, I need some help finding someone,” Alex told the smuggler.
“And you think I might know where this someone is?” Hondo asked.
“I would hope so,” Alex said. She then motioned in Naomi’s direction. “This is my girlfriend, Naomi,” she explained. “We’re trying to find her father.”
“I know many people’s fathers,” Hondo said. “I am afraid you need to be more specific about who this man is.”
“His name is Jonathan Pierce,” Naomi said. “I believe you transported him for the Red Suns?”
“Ah, yes. I see,” Hondo said. “That I did.” The smuggler paused for a moment, as if he was choosing his next words carefully. “But, uh … I haven’t seen him since then. I simply took him where he wanted to go and … that was that.” Hondo laughed nervously and looked at the two girls expectantly.
Something about the smuggler’s behavior didn’t sit right with Naomi. It felt like there was more that Hondo wasn’t telling them. Her investigative instincts told her to dig deeper, so that’s what she did.
“Are you sure about that, Mr. Hondo?” Naomi asked.
“Of course I’m sure,” Hondo said, letting out another laugh. “Why wouldn’t I be sure?”
Naomi frowned. “You’re not very convincing, you know that? If there’s something you’re not telling me, I’m going to find out.”
Hondo laughed again. Naomi could tell the smuggler knew he had been caught in a lie. “Well …” He trailed off, clearly trying to think of a way to Buizel his way out of the situation. “I may have convinced him to make a small, shall we say donation to my, uh ... business ventures,” he said, a smile creeping onto his face.
“You did what?” Naomi asked, feeling a sudden rush of anger.
“You see, he was quite eager to get back to civilization,” Hondo said, attempting to explain himself. “I simply told him that a monetary contribution would expedite his return.”
“Right,” Naomi said dryly. “When he left the Helix, he didn’t seem to be in a rational state of mind. Clearly you took advantage of him.”
“If that’s what you want to call it. I call it opportunity.”
“Call it whatever you want,” Naomi said, crossing her arms. “It doesn’t make it any less immoral.”
At that, Hando let out a loud, jovial laugh. “Clearly you haven’t spent much time in the Outer Rim. Out here we have to do whatever it takes to survive. If that means coaxing some extra credits out of a delusional businessman, so be it. If you can convince him that funding your entire operation is in his best interest, why waste the opportunity?”
“What?” If this conversation had been in person, Naomi wasn’t sure she would be able to resist slapping the smuggler across the face. She never liked her father, but this had just gone to far.
“Oops, did I say that out loud?” Hondo said with a chuckle.
“How much of his money did you steal?” Naomi asked sternly. I’ve had enough of this bullshit, she thought.
“Oh, I didn’t steal any of it,” Hondo said. “I like to think of it more as a business arrangement.”
“I don’t care about what you think of it as,” Naomi said angrily. “That money wasn’t yours to take. Yes, my father acquired a lot of his wealth through dubious means, but it shouldn’t be used to fund some … some pirate.”
“Smuggler,” Hondo corrected her.
“Shut up, Hondo,” Alex butted in. “If you know where Naomi’s father is, you’d better tell us or we’ll get the Red Suns to come kick your ass! Their contract with the Federation will let them arrest you if they want to.”
“My friends, my friends, there is no need for such hostility,” Hondo said. The smuggler let out another nervous laugh as he spoke. “You do raise a fair point, however. I believe we can handle this just between us; no need to get the Red Suns involved.”
“Then start talking,” Naomi said.
“Your father did seem a bit unhinged when I first met him,” Hondo said. “But he’s still quite rational, if a bit … crazy … not to mention paranoid.” Hondo paused again, considering his words carefully. “I simply offered what he wanted. A way home, protection, a new investment opportunity.” He smiled again and his expectant expression returned.
“Are you saying my father became an Outer Rim crime lord?” Naomi asked skeptically. She was having a hard time believing the words coming out of the slimey smuggler’s mouth.
“Well, not exactly, but … yes, I suppose that’s one way to look at it. I can arrange a meeting if you’d like.”
“Yes. I would very much like that,” Naomi said. “And this better not be another trick.”
“No, no, my dear,” Hondo said. “I assure you this is all true. I swear on my honor as a smuggler.”
“Psh. What honor?” Alex grumbled.
Hondo simply shrugged. “Fair point.” He then moved to reach for a console off screen. “Meet me at these coordinates in … shall we say a week?”
“Alright, you’ve got yourself a deal, Mr. Hondo.”
Hondo was waiting as Naomi and Alex disembarked from the ship they had taken to the station near the Sector 25 capital system where the smuggler had told them to meet them. “Welcome, my friends, welcome,” he greeted the two girls.
“What are we doing out here, Hondo?” Alex asked.
“Yeah, this place makes me uncomfortable,” Naomi said, eyeing the armed guards flanking the docking tube and the bulkhead at the end of the corridor. She didn’t like the look of them at all. “What’s with all the security?”
Hondo continued to smile as he motioned for the girls to follow him. “Remember when I said your father is paranoid?” he asked as he began walking toward the bulkhead.
Naomi frowned and followed the smuggler with Alex just behind her. “Yes, I remember, but I didn’t think you meant he surrounded himself with a bunch of armed guards on a space station in the middle of nowhere.”
“Ha ha, yes,” Hondo laughed. “It is a bit much, I’ll admit, but at least be glad he’s alive. I never knew my father, you know.”
“Oh, boo hoo,” Naomi retorted. She wasn’t in the mood to hear Hondo’s stories. “Don’t try to make me feel sorry for you … or for him. The only reason we’re even here is because he might know where my mom is.”
“Do I sense some bad blood?” Hondo asked as he led Naomi and Alex through the bulkhead and down another corridor. “Are you maybe not as fond of him as he is of you?”
“What are you talking about?” Naomi asked as they rounded a corner.
“Well, your father is a bit, uh, shall we say … unstable,” Hondo said.
“No thanks to you, I bet,” Alex said, giving the smuggler a wary glare.
“Hmm, perhaps,” Hondo said, stopping in front of a door flanked by two more armed guards. “Perhaps.” He paused for moment before continuing. “I’ll be honest with you,” the smuggler said, turning to face Naomi.
Gee, that’s a first, Naomi thought, but she held her tongue. She was interested in what Hondo had to say to her.
“I didn’t actually think you existed before you called me,” Hondo continued. “I thought you were just a figment of his imagination. Someone he talked to who wasn’t actually there.”
“Wait …” Naomi’s voice trailed off as she recalled how her father had departed the Helix. When he left, he thought she had actually followed him. Could it be? “Has my father thought I’ve been with him the entire time?”
Hondo let out that nervous laugh Naomi was all too used to by now. “It would seem so, yes,” he said.
“And you saw fit to keep him here even though he clearly needs psychological help,” Naomi said, folding her arms. “I wouldn’t expect anything less of you.”
“He’s here in his office,” Hondo said, ignoring the comment. The smuggler turned his head toward the door they were standing in front of. “Go on in. I warned my men that you were coming, so they’ll be able to help you if he goes crazy or something like that.” He hit the button on the console and the door slid open.
“Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that,” Naomi said. She took a step into the room with Alex just behind her.
The room was a large office not unlike the one Naomi’s father had at ASI headquarters back on Harmonia before the planet was destroyed. One wall was lines with shelves housing various personal belongings and the one opposite had a small table lined with liquor bottles up against it and had several holoframes mounted on it. The wall opposite the door was lined with three large holoscreens where one would normally expect to find windows; each was displaying a view of space. A desk was positioned in front of the screens and behind it sat Jonathan Pierce, looking over a datapad. He looked much like Naomi remembered, although there was a little more gray in his hair.
As she entered the room, Naomi’s father looked up at her. “Ah, Naomi,” he said, setting down the datapad. “Just the person I wanted to see.” He spoke as if it hadn’t been well over a year since they had last seen each other.
Unsure how to proceed, Naomi glanced over at Alex, who simply shrugged back at her. “Uh, hi Dad,” she said, turning back to face her father. “Um … how are you?” She asked the question tentatively, not sure what to make of the situation.
“Good, good,” he replied. “I was just looking over the latest draft of our economic development plan for Erebus. Come, take a look and let me know what you think.” He waved his daughter over and she approached the desk.
Accepting the datapad her father handed her, Naomi looked over the document it displayed. Let’s see what you’re up to, Dad, she thought. Scrolling through, it looked to Naomi like whatever operation her father and Hondo had set up was somehow involved with development of planets in Sector 25 for the Geneva Confederacy. The particular document she was looking at concerned Erebus, one of the relatively more developed planets in the sector and the planet Rena had said Hondo was operating on. Aside from the fact that it was coming from a dubious organization run by her father and a smuggler, Naomi had to admit it looked like a pretty solid plan. How interesting.
“It looks good,” Naomi said, handing the datapad back to her father.
“That’s my girl,” he replied, sounding proud. “I knew you’d approve.”
“Right,” Naomi said, rolling her eyes. She got the feeling that the version of her that her dad had been hallucinating all this time was an agreeable ‘daddy’s girl.’ As uncomfortable with that idea as she was, Naomi thought it best to play along. She wasn’t sure how he would react if confronted with reality. “Everything seems to be going pretty well,” she said. “I don’t see any reason to question your judgement.” Naomi cringed inside as she spoke, but she knew it was better than the alternative.
“I’m glad you agree,” her father said. “I’m glad you understand the importance of what we’re doing here.”
“Yup,” Naomi replied, nodding her head. “Very important.”
“I’m so proud that we’re able to work together like this,” Naomi’s father continued. “I’m happy that you’ve been able to come around to my way of thinking. It’s a pity it took the destruction of our world for us to be able to see eye to eye.”
Is he being serious right now? Naomi asked herself. She couldn’t believe how detached from reality her father seemed to have become.
“Soon we will begin to reclaim what we have lost,” Jonathan Pierce continued. He stood up and placed a hand on his daughter’s shoulder. “The Genevans have lost their worlds too, and their need for new worlds is what will allow us to grow our fortune once more.”
And there was the man Naomi knew all too well. Even though her father seemed to have lost his sanity, his greedy, manipulative nature was as sharp as ever. Naomi couldn’t help but shrink away from her father’s touch. “You know what, I can’t do this,” she said. She knew it might be risky to drop the ruse, but she couldn’t make herself continue this way.
“Naomi?” Jonathan Pierce asked, giving his daughter a look of confusion.
“How could you possibly think I’d ever be okay with any of this?” Naomi asked.
The confused expression on Naomi’s father’s suddenly turned quite stern. It was a look she had seen many times growing up. “What are you talking about?”
“We haven’t seen each other in over a year,” Naomi said. “But you didn’t even notice, did you? You still only care about your dynasty and invented what, some perfect version of me? You couldn’t even take the time to appreciate me for who I actually am?”
“What has gotten into you, young lady?” Naomi’s father asked.
Naomi took a step back as her father approached her. “What’s gotten into you?” she asked. “You’ve locked yourself in an office on a station in middle of nowhere and surrounded yourself with mercenaries. You need help.”
The look on Jonathan Pierce’s face suddenly became one of pure anger. Before Naomi could react, her father closed the gap between them and grabbed her by the shoulders. “Who are you and what have you done with my daughter?!” he shouted, shaking her violently
“Let go of me, you psycho!” Naomi screamed, doing her best to break free from her father’s grip.
Alex quickly rushed across the room to Naomi’s aide. “Get off of her!” she shouted, pushing the crazed man back and allowing Naomi to free herself. Naomi immediately retreated further back, seeking safety behind her girlfriend.
Jonathan Pierce stumbled backwards as Alex pushed him again, and he fell back into his chair. He looked at Alex with that fierce, angry expression, but the rage slowly faded away as recognition appeared on his face. “You,” he said to the Sinai girl. “I remember you.” In that moment, he looked almost completely sane. “You were on that ship we escaped Harmonia on.”
Something told Naomi that her father was no longer a danger to her, so she stepped forward again. “This is my girlfriend, Alex,” she said, grabbing hold of Alex’s hand. “I stayed behind to be with her and you just left without even checking if I was actually with you.”
Naomi watched as he father shook his head in confusion. “But I remember you being with me the whole time. It was you who convinced me to accept Hondo’s offer.”
“I don’t know what to tell you,” Naomi told her father. “You were hallucinating or something. All I know is that you need to get yourself some help.”
“Perhaps you’re right,” he replied. He looked down at the floor and for a moment and Naomi thought she detected a hint of paranoia in his demeanor. “But if we have truly been seperated all this time, why are you here now?” he asked, looking back up at his daughter.
“I’m trying to find Mom,” Naomi explained. “But since you made it impossible for me to ever communicate with her I have no idea where she is. I figured you were spiteful enough to keep tabs on her.”
“And suppose that I do know where she is,” Jonathan Pierce continued. “What happens if I tell you?”
“Then I leave and never have to see you again,” Naomi said bluntly.
“And if I don’t?”
“Then I tell the Federation all about the shady operation you’ve got here. If you just tell me what I want to know, I’ll leave and forget everything I’ve seen here. I really don’t care what illegal crap you’re up, I just want you out of my life.”
Jonathan Pierce let out a long, drawn out sigh, but it turned into what Naomi thought almost sounded like a defeated laugh. “You drive a hard bargain,” he said. “I wouldn’t expect anything less of my daughter. Your mother was living on Cacia the last I checked. She started her own firm, if I recall.”
“You don’t happen to know the name of it, do you?” Naomi asked.
“I’m afraid not,” her father replied. “Most of my files were destroyed with Harmonia.”
“I see,” Naomi replied. “Thank you,” she added before turning to leave. Alex followed close behind as she walked across the room. Naomi paused in the doorway and looked back at her father. “Goodbye, Dad. Please … get yourself some help.” And with that, she walked out the door.
“This is the place,” Naomi said as she and Alex approached a beautiful blue house in a nice suburban neighborhood just outside Cacia’s capital city. The bright afternoon sunlight shone down upon the girls as they came to a stop just outside the front door.
“Are you sure?” Alex asked, peeking in through the window.
“Positive,” Naomi said. “I’m just … nervous.”
Following the information provided by her father, Naomi’s search for her mother had led her here. Shortly after arriving on the planet, she had located her mother’s law firm, but she learned that she was out on maternity leave. Fortunately, one of the women who worked there had been kind enough to provide Naomi with her mother’s contact information. Naomi had tried calling her, but had received no answer. And so she was left with no choice but to show up at her house.
“You can do this,” Alex said, putting a comforting hand on her girlfriend’s arm.
“I just don’t know what to expect. I haven’t seen her in over ten years, and she has a new family now, and I don’t wanna just—”
“You got this,” Alex interrupted her. “And I’ll be right here with you.”
“No, you’re right,” Naomi said. She flashed her girlfriend a smile. “I’m overreacting.” Naomi took in a deep breath. “Okay, let’s do this.” She took a step forward and rang the bell.
A few moments later, the door opened, revealing a tall, blonde-haired man. “Can I help you?” he asked.
“Uh, hi,” Naomi said. “I’m looking for Karen Marshall.”
“And who, exactly, are you?”
“My name is Naomi and—”
“Oh, I see,” the man interrupted. Naomi thought she detected recognition of her name in his facial expression. “One moment.”
The man closed the door and Naomi stood there waiting anxiously. A few moments later, the door opened again and, for the first time in over a decade, Naomi saw her mother. She looked exactly how she remembered her. She could feel her eyes starting to water, but she held back the tears.
“Mom?” Naomi said. She looked expectantly into her mother’s green eyes. Naomi’s mother looked back at her in stunned silence. “It’s me—”
“Naomi? Is it really you?”
Naomi saw tears starting to form under her mother’s eyes and she couldn’t help but cry herself. “Yeah, Mom, it’s me.”
The realization fully setting in, Naomi’s mother threw her arms around her daughter. “Oh my goodness,” she cried. “I never thought I’d see you again. When they said Harmonia was destroyed, I feared the worst.”
“I missed you so much,” Naomi managed to say through the tears. “I’ve waited so long for this moment.”
“I missed you too, sweetheart.”
The reunited mother and daughter stood there for several moments, locked in a tight embrace. Eventually, Naomi’s mother pulled back and looked her over. “Let me get a look at you. I can’t believe my baby girl is all grown up. You look so beautiful. Why don’t you come inside.” She took a step back and beckoned her daughter inside.
Naomi looked over at Alex, who was standing a ways back with a beaming smile on her face, and waved her over. “Mom, there’s someone I want you to meet,” she said. “Mom, this is Alex.”
“It’s so nice to meet you, Ms. Marshall,” Alex said.
“Please, call me Karen,” Naomi’s mom said, smiling at the Sinai girl. “What a lovely friend you have here.”
“Mom, Alex is my girlfriend,” Naomi said, putting her arm around Alex.
“Oh,” Naomi’s mother said. “Oh,” she then repeated, realizing what her daughter meant. “I guess we have a lot to catch up on,” she said after a few moments, a broad smile on her face. “Please, come in.”
Naomi happily stepped across the threshold. She had longed for this moment for so long and it was finally here. More than anything, she was looking forward to welcoming her mother back into her life.
Author’s Notes: Well, this was a fun little piece to write. The idea actually came to me a long while back and I finally got around to writing it. For a long time I wondered what happened to Naomi’s mom, and got in my head this scene of them reuniting. I needed more than that to justify a full piece, so I added a bunch of ideas. It was a good excuse to explore what happened to Naomi’s father after Hondo took him off the Red Suns’ hands. DragonStorm and I had previously joked about Hondo scamming him out of money and him going crazy, but I iterated on it and came up with what we have here. I’m very happy with how it all turned out. Timeline wise, this takes place not long after Road to Recovery, in which Alex deals with her mental health issues. I don’t have much else to say about the piece since I think it speaks for itself. Hope you enjoyed it.
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