Walt looked David over and shrugged1. “You look like hell,” he said.
David made no response. He knew he looked like hell. He felt like hell. He watched Walt as if from a great distance.
“David, are you going to pull yourself together? You just giving up?” He didn’t wait for a reply. He sat down on the only chair in the tiny room and leaned forward, cupping his chin in his hands, staring at the floor. “We’ve got to tell them. Sarah thinks there’ll be trouble. So do I.”
David stood at the window, looking at the bleak2 landscape, done in grays and blacks and mud colors. It was raining, but the rain had become clean. The river was a gray swirling3 monster that he could glimpse from up here, a dull reflection of the dull sky.
“They might try to storm the lab,” Walt went on. “God knows what they might decide to do.”
David made no motion but continued to stare at the sullen4 sky.
“God damn it! You turn around here and listen to me, you asshole! You think I’m going to let all this work, all this planning, go up in one irrational5 act! You think I won’t kill anyone who tries to stop it now!” Walt had jumped up with his outburst, and he swung David around and yelled into his face. “You think I’m going to let you sit up here and die? Not today, David. Not yet. What you decide to do next week, I don’t give a damn, but today I need you, and you, by God, are going to be there!”
“I don’t care,” David said quietly.
“You’re going to care! Because those babies are going to come busting6 out of those sacs, and those babies are the only hope we have, and you know it. Our genes7, yours, mine, Celia’s, those genes are the only thing that stand between us and oblivion. And I won’t allow it, David! I refuse it!”
David felt only a great weariness. “We’re all dead. Today or tomorrow. Why prolong it? The price is too high for adding a year or two.”
“No price is too high!”
Slowly Walt’s face seemed to come into focus. He was white, his lips were pale, his eyes sunken. There was a tic in his cheek that David never had seen before. “Why now?” he asked. “Why change the plan and tell them now, so far ahead of time?”
“Because it isn’t that far ahead of time.” Walt rubbed his eyes hard. “Something’s going wrong, David. I don’t know what it is. Something’s not working. I think we’re going to have our hands full with prematures.”
In spite of himself David made rapid calculations. “It’s twenty-six weeks,” he said. “We can’t handle that many premature8 babies.”
“I know that.” Walt sat down once more, and this time put his head back and closed his eyes. “We don’t have much choice,” he said. “We lost one yesterday. Three today. We have to bring them out and treat them like preemies.”
Slowly David nodded. “Which ones?” he asked, but he knew. Walt told him the names, and again he nodded. He had known that they were not his, not Walt’s, not Celia’s. “What are you planning?” he asked then, and sat down on the side of his bed.
“I have to sleep,” Walt said. “Then a meeting, posted for seven. After that we prepare the nursery for a hell of a lot of preemies. As soon as we’re ready we begin getting them out. That’ll be morning. We need nurses, half a dozen, more if we can get them. Sarah says Margaret would be good. I don’t know.”
David didn’t know either. Margaret’s four-year-old son had been one of the first to die of the plague, and she had lost a baby in stillbirth. He trusted Sarah’s judgment9, however. “Think between them they can get enough others, tell them what to do, see that they do it properly?”
Walt mumbled10 something, and one of his hands fell off the chair arm. He jerked upright.
“Okay, Walt, you get in my bed,” David said, almost resentfully. “I’ll go down to the lab, get things rolling there. I’ll come up for you at six thirty.” Walt didn’t protest, but fell onto the bed without bothering to take off his shoes. David pulled them off. Walt’s socks were more holes than not, but probably they kept his ankles warm. David left them on, pulled the blanket over him, and went to the lab.
At seven the hospital cafeteria was crowded when Walt stood up to make his announcement. First he had Avery Handley run down his log of diminishing shortwave contacts, with the accompanying grim stories of plague, famine, disease, spontaneous abortions12, stillbirths, and sterility13. It was the same story worldwide. They listened apathetically14; they could not care any longer what was happening to any part of the world that was not their small part. Avery finished and sat down once more.
Walt looked small, David thought in surprise. He had always thought of him as a fairly large man, but he wasn’t. He was only five feet nine, and now he was very thin and hard-looking, like a gamecock, trimmed of all excess with only the essentials needed to carry on the fight remaining. Walt studied the assembled people and deliberately15 said, “There’s not a person in this room hungry tonight. We don’t have any more plague here. The rain is washing away the radioactivity, and we have food stores that will carry us for years even if we can’t plant crops in the spring. We have men capable of doing just about anything we might ever want done.” He paused and looked at them again, from left to right, back again, taking his time. He had their absolute attention. “What we don’t have,” he said, his voice hard and flat now, “is a woman who can conceive a child, or a man who could impregnate her if she was able to bear.”
There was a ripple16 of movement, like a collective sigh, but no one spoke17. Walt said, “You know how we are getting our meat. You know the cattle are good, the chickens are good. Tomorrow, ladies and gentlemen, we will have our own babies developed the same way.”
There was a moment of utter silence, of stillness, then they broke. Clarence leaped to his feet shouting at Walt. Vernon fought to get to the front of the room, but there were too many people between him and Walt. One of the women pulled on Walt’s arm, almost dragging him over, screaming in his face. Walt yanked free and climbed onto a table. “Stop this! I’m going to answer any questions, but I can’t hear any one of you this way.”
For the next three hours they questioned, argued, prayed, formed alliances, reformed them as arguments broke out in the smaller groups. At ten Walt took his place on the table again and called out. “We will recess18 this discussion until tomorrow night at seven. Coffee will be served now, and I understand we have cakes and sandwiches.” He jumped from the table and left before any of them could catch up with him, and he and David hurried to the cave entrance, locking the massive door behind them.
“Clarence was ugly,” Walt muttered. “Bastard.”
David’s father, Walt, and Clarence were brothers, David reminded himself, but he couldn’t help regarding Clarence as an outsider, a stranger with a fat belly19 and a lot of money who expected instant obedience20 from the world.
“They might organize,” Walt said after a moment. “They might form a committee to protest this act of the devil. We’ll have to be ready for them.”
David nodded. They had counted on delaying this meeting until they had live babies, human babies that laughed and gurgled and took milk from the bottle hungrily. Instead they would have a room full of not-quite-finished preemies, certainly not human-looking, with no more human appeal than a calf21 born too soon.
They worked all night preparing the nursery. Sarah had enlisted22 Margaret, Hilda, Lucy, and half a dozen other women, who were all gowned and masked professionally. One of them dropped a basin and three others screamed in unison23. David cursed, but under his breath. They would be all right when they had the babies, he told himself.
The bloodless births started at five forty-five, and at twelve thirty they had twenty-five infants. Four died in the first hour, another died three hours later, and the rest of them thrived. The only baby left in the tanks was the fetus24 that would be Celia, nine weeks younger than the others.
The first visitor Walt permitted in the nursery was Clarence, and after that there was no further talk of destroying the inhuman25 monstrosities.
There was a celebration party, and names were suggested and a drawing was held to select eleven female names and ten male. In the record book the babies were labeled R-l strain; Repopulation 1. But in David’s mind, as in Walt’s, the babies were W-l, D-l, and soon, C-l . . .
For the next months there was no shortage of nurses, male or female, no shortage of help doing any of the chores that so few had done before. Everyone wanted to become a doctor or a biologist, Walt grumbled26. He was sleeping more now, and the fatigue27 lines on his face were smoothing out. Often he would nudge David and tow him along, away from the nursery, propel him toward his own room in the hospital, and see to it that he remained there for a night’s sleep. One night as they walked side by side back to their rooms, Walt said, “Now you understand what I meant when I said this was all that mattered, don’t you?”
David understood. Every time he looked down at the tiny, pink new Celia he understood more fully11.
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