He settled her down on her feet again, held her face in his hands and gazed into her eyes. “I’ll never let anyone hurt you or our child.” He touched her abdomen. “Their Parasite Law is antiquated garbage. We’ll find our own way, my love. We’ve made it this far.”
“Are you sure?”
“If there’s anything I’m sure of, it’s that I want to spend the rest of my life with you and our child.”
***
That night Caesar went to the greenhouse and picked anything ripe, or nearly so. He packed a satchel, a backpack, and his grandfather’s old duffel bag from the service. He’d grabbed some of his mother’s larger clothing for Eve to accommodate her soon-expanding midsection, and a handful of old photos of his ancestors to show to his child someday. As much as he knew he had to run from them and the laws of t
