Chapter 1: Nervous Welcome
Anna was Pacing clearly Consurned about how her Children will react to her and Thomas's new life
Style, she looked at her self in the mirror once more, she had the body of a woman half her age, but her hair was still a mess from last nights adventures. She rushed to the drawers and pulled out a fresh set of lingerie, she slipped into the black lace set and felt the cool fabric against her skin. She looked at her self in the mirror once more, she turned to look at her back, the faint scars from years of working as a nurse were still visible, but the new ones from her new career were not. She pulled on a silk robe and rushed to the kitchen, where she could see the twins pulling into the driveway through the window.
The sight of their car—packed with the remnants of their childhood—made her stomach tighten. She had planned this homecoming *perfectly*. A crisp nurse’s uniform, a warm embrace, maybe even a hint of maternal disapproval to soften the blow of what their father had already revealed in their private "talks."
But last night hadn’t gone as planned.
A *very* enthusiastic client (who may or may not have been one of Thomas’s "enforcement" trainees) had left her in a sheer robe, her skin still flushed from a mix of exertion and adrenaline. She had barely had time to tame her hair before the security alert chimed from the driveway.
A cruiser’s engine growled to a stop behind their car, and Anna’s pulse jumped—not from fear, but from the old, familiar thrill of being caught.
*Thomas.*
She smoothed her hands over the silk of her robe, fingers trembling just enough to make it deliberate. A *hint* of undress would do. Just enough to remind him who she was—who she *still* could be, even in this new world.
The door shakes from a heavy Knock as she Sees Mark and Annie she notice how Annie had her Right Arm Covered by a bandage but she notices how the Fingers ended in points almost like Claws . She felt a small stab of worry for her daughter but she pushed it down, it was not the time to question her.
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Before she could answer most politely, the door opened and Thomas stepped through alongside his partner, a tall woman with sharp cheekbones and a no-nonsense braid—Officer Lira Vex. They filled the doorway, uniform jackets unbuttoned just enough to show the sheen of their undershirts, the scent of leather and musk drifting in with them.
Thomas’s eyes flicked to Anna first—his gaze lingering on the way her robe clung to her chest, the way one side had slipped loose enough to reveal the lace beneath. then he froze as he sees his Children "D...Dad?" Mark Said Surprised As He saw Thomas in full sex enforce uniform his Braclet flashed with active authority lights.
Thomas stood there momentarily frozen, his gaze locked onto Anna’s exposed collarbone before snapping to his children. The sight of them—Mark’s wide-eyed innocence clashing with Annie’s sharp, amused smirk—sent a familiar heat through him. He had imagined this moment a thousand times. The lecture. The shock. The inevitable slipping into the roles they were all meant to play.
“Mark. Annie.” Thomas said his voice rough with something Anna knew better than to name. “Welcome home.”
Annie sighs "Hey dad.....Um Whos your new Partner?" she asked and the faint click as her fingers Flex ed unconsciously over the bandaged stump of her right forearm made the claws press slightly through the gauze, the sound sharp enough to cut through the tension. Mark knows how his Sister had lost her arm in a accident and bult the arm her self "Dad annie Needs to show you something...."
Mark said. Annie reaches up and undid the Banage to reveal her new arm. She slowly un did the Banage slowly not to scare them "I lost my right arm in a Accident a few months back....we wanted to Call but we didn't know how to contact you." annie said this caused both Anna and Thomas to freeze they had not told them how to contact them in Cases of Emergency then it hit Thomas his little Girl lost a arm and had no way of telling them Lira "Thomas you didn't give them your Number?" she asked her parnter Thomas realising how he failed his kids for his work he felt a pang of guilt as he had been so caught up in his Enforcement Duties and his Fetish that he had failed to provide basic comfort to his children when they needed him most. Anna's heart was pounding in her chest as she took in the sight of her daughter's new arm, the mechanical limb gleaming under the kitchen lights, the sharp claws retracting and extending with a quiet *click*. She reconised the work it was her old hospital 's prosthetics lab that had made it, the same place she used to volunteer at before her life took this sharp turn. She felt a pang of pride mixed with guilt—pride that her daughter had adapted so quickly, guilt that she hadn't been there to see it.
She instinctively stepped forward, her bare feet padding softly against the hardwood floor, the silk of her robe whispering against her thighs. "Oh, my girl..." she breathed, her voice catching slightly as she reached out, hesitating just before touching the mechanical limb. "It's... incredible." Her fingers hovered in the air between them, torn between maternal instinct and the strange, electric tension in the room.
Annie didn’t pull away, but her smirk faded just enough to reveal the slightest flicker of vulnerability—the first real glimpse of the girl beneath the bold exterior. Mark, meanwhile, stood frozen between shock and fascination, his hazel eyes darting between his parents and sister, like he was trying to solve a puzzle he wasn’t sure he wanted to understand.
Thomas cleared his throat, his voice cutting through the thick silence with practiced authority. *“Annie, that’s—”* His words faltered as Lira stepped forward, her sharp gaze assessing the situation with the precision of someone who’d seen far stranger things in the field. She nudged him aside with her elbow, her voice cool and measured.