Keeping a Promise

[anotherbwayne.livejournal.com]

Brenda came home from the Nexus, telling the girls to take Ace out and throw the ball for him for awhile and then wheeling wearily toward the elevator. The slight cough she'd wakened with that morning was worse, and her head was ringing slightly as though she had a fever, but she pushed away the symptoms as she rode down to the Cave. The formula that she hoped would restore Kat to her proper age was completed, and she'd finished the initial testing. Trials on adult mice had shown no effect, but trials on mice that had been regressed with the formula that Kat had been exposed to had returned to their proper appearance.

She'd done those tests seven days ago, and the mice continued healthy. So all that was left now was for human testing.

Brenda wheeled into the lab and scrubbed her hands, then removed the container of de-aging compound from the locked cupboard and set it in her lap while she also got the antidote. This done, she wheeled toward a containment room and locked herself inside.

One whiff of the compound had her blinking disorientedly at the change in perspective and a little sick to her stomach, but she steeled herself and injected the antidote straight into a vein.

Perspective changed again, and Brenda managed a smile before her eyes slipped shut and she toppled from the wheelchair.

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[dbattyones.livejournal.com]

Leslie quickly paged Alfred and struggled to get her back in her wheelchair. "What on earth were you thinking, child? You should be in bed!"

[anotherbwayne.livejournal.com]

"You... never said anything... about bed. Just said... to take it easy." She closed her eyes as her head spun. "Sorry."

"Miss Brenda... mercy! What happened?" Alfred hurried forward and helped his wife lift her.

[dbattyones.livejournal.com]

"She's been experimenting on herself, from the looks of it. She's far too sick to do it, too," Leslie said tersely. "We need to put her to bed."

[anotherbwayne.livejournal.com]

"Kat's antidote is in the cupboard." Brenda groaned and gripped the arms of her chair as they got her settled in it. "Dizzy...."

"Are you going to be sick?" Alfred paused, frowning with concern.

"Dunno...."

[dbattyones.livejournal.com]

"Alfred, we'll need an ice pack and towels," she said. "And some of that fever and cold medicine.

[anotherbwayne.livejournal.com]

"Where's Jim?" Brenda stopped to frown and blink at her own words.

"Shall we get her into her bed first?" He supported his employer, looking to Leslie as he spoke. "Or would you rather have her down here in the infirmary?"

[dbattyones.livejournal.com]

"He's probably on his way home," she said gently, then looked at Alfred. "I can get her to her room, but I'm worried about this fever persisting."

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"Alright then, luv." Failing to notice his verbal slip in his concern for Brenda, he turned and hurried toward the stairs.

Brenda, meanwhile, sneezed repeatedly till she was nearly whimpering. "Not fair."

[dbattyones.livejournal.com]

"What's not fair, dear?" she asked, turning the wheelchair and rubbing her shoulder. "Easy there."