Acme Time Travel Incorporated - Volume 2

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The MED unit had carried out the amputation. Gabriel could not watch. Ginny was still lying in the MED unit; it had layered some sort of creamy white substance over the stumps of her legs.

Presumably it assisted with the healing.

“Gabriel?” Vicky said.

“Uh?” Gabriel said.

“If it comforts, the MED unit has recorded the exact dimensions of Ginny’s legs, allowing for the crush damage. From those dimensions it will be possible to re-grow legs that match her original limbs exactly.”

“What ... do you mean the MED unit can make her ...?”

“No, Gabriel. The MED unit does not have the means to re-grow her legs, but the data it has collected would enable the people at ACME MEDI-CARE to build ...”

“Shit, Vicky. It’s the same old ... old ... for all we know, ACME INC has gone bust. There will probably be nobody there when we finally get there. And Ginny will still have no ...”

“We should have faith, Gabriel.”

“Faith, Vicky. That’s a strange thing for you to say.”

“Well, let’s call it hope, Gabriel. Try to have hope that the facilities will exist to give Ginny back her legs.”

“But they won’t be real legs, will they Vicky?”

“Yes, they will, Gabriel.”

“They won’t let her move around as she used to though, will they?”

“Yes, they will,” said Vicky.

“But she will need ...”

“Gabriel, I think you should calm yourself,” said Vicky. “Ginny will need you to be strong for her. She will need a lot of support and assistance to come to terms with her injuries, and you need to be there for her.”

“But ...”

“Gabriel. It might be you are correct, in that ACME INC may have ceased to exist as a business entity. Maybe when we reach our destination, there will be no-one there for you to plead your case to; but perhaps there will. Maybe the facilities will still exist to help her. And Gabriel, if that facility exists, please believe me – if they can provide Ginny with new legs, she will be able to walk around just as well as she did with her original legs.”

“So ...?”

“So, you should hope, Gabriel. Try your best, and care for Ginny, and don’t lose hope.”

“Vicky?”

“Is there anything else I should do?”

“Like what, Gabriel?”

“I was wondering. Would it be best if Ginny wore you? Should I unclip you and put you on Ginny’s wrist? That way you can monitor her directly ... give her extra pain relief and stuff.”

“I had wondered that, myself, Gabriel, but I didn’t like to mention it. I think it would be a good idea ... and ... well, it shows the level of your love for her.”

Gabriel un-clipped the STU from his wrist. He walked over to the MED unit. The canopy opened, allowing him to fasten Vicky to Ginny’s right wrist. Whilst the canopy was open, he reached up and stroked Ginny’s cheek. Not waiting to see if there was any response, he stepped back, allowing the canopy to close again.