Osmosis Jones Apartment

Ozzie woke with a pounding headache and pain through out his whole body. Reaching for his phone he dialed work. Calling in sick was not a normal thing for Ozzie so when he did it was taken seriously. His head continued to throb as he climbed into a cold shower hoping that it would cool him off. Within minutes Ozzy passed out, the water hissed as it touched his warm flesh.

The sound of the bathroom door opening was heard but not by the now unconscious cell. A tittering from the mouth of the intruder is heard.

“Now baby is it smart to fall asleep in there?”

As if he heard the voice Ozzie moaned painfully in his sleep. Causing the figure to take a closer look at the cell to make sure he had truly passed out. The figure cursed under his breath as he noticed how pale and sickly the cell looked.

“Your 'mother' would kill me if I left you here like this but if I bring you with me she might still kill me,”

The cell moaned painfully again as if deciding something.

“ hmm well Buffy will just have to try an kill me then, since you insist on coming back with me,”

Thrax grinned to himself as he grabbed a towel as he scooped Ozzie out of the shower, gently wrapping the over heated cell in it. Turning off the water he left the bathroom quietly humming something to himself. He wrote a note and left it on Ozzie's nightstand in case someone came looking, the note told anyone who read it that he,Ozzie, had left to visit some family and try get better.

Leaving the same way he came in,Ozzie had left the windows open again, he cradled the cell in his arms as he headed back to 'home' and silently prayed that his wife would not remove his lower half for bringing Osmosis there.



At the expensive hotel room

Buffy sat quietly on the bed reading a book. She was waiting on Thrax to hurry up and get back. He was only suppose to check on Osmosis and then hurry back. The shutting of the open window told her he was back.

“What took you ..so..long?” she stared as she saw her husband carrying something in her arms and splatters of cells all over his body.

Thrax moves the towel revealing a very tired and sickly looking Ozzie who is still passed out.

“My baby,” Buffy nearly screams running forward taking Ozzie from Thrax. He looks smaller and feels lighter to her then the first time she held him.

“I am, well, I couldn't leave him, he is progressing faster then you and I thought,” Thrax said softly but a smile played on his lips.

“that means,” Buffy said smiling

“He'll live, and soon he'll be ours, completely ours.” Thrax finished. Pulling his wife to him as she cradled their child.

“He needs to cool down or he'll over heat and be sick longer,” Thrax said relishing his wife and kissing her cheek quickly removed his jacket.

“I will but first you'll tell me what happened,” Buffy said looking at the splatters of cell and viruses on his clothes.

“after the boy has had a bath and I am clean, baby.” Thrax said as he watched Buffy enter the bathroom. He heard running water start but did not enter the bathroom. He fixed some blankets and pillows on the bed so when Buffy was done she could put the boy somewhere comfortable.

They would not lose him like they had lost others. He had failed his wife before he would not fail again. He didn't want to tell her but he had nearly lost their son bringing him there. Some cells had seen him and recognizing him as a viruse had tired to take him down. While killing the cells he had attracted the attention of some local viruses, in the need to protect the boy and still fight he had only killed half of them before scaring the others off.

Buffy soon carried Ozzy out of the bathroom wrapped in a fluffy looking towel and placing him on the bed. Thrax entered the bathroom and began to strip his stained clothes off his body as his wife entered.

“You had better have a very good reason for bring the boy here, while yes he is transforming it will take weeks maybe months before its done.”

“He needs to be watched for a few days just to make sure no one ruins him.” Thrax replied as he turned on the hot water.

“you know how sexy you are,” Buffy replied trailing a finger up her husband back clearly exciting him only to turn and leave that bathroom.

“Damn woman is nothing but a tease,” Thrax's mutters as he enters the shower.