Pairing: David8/ Elizabeth Shaw
Summary: In cannon.
Length: Mini ficlet (Sigh, I don't know when it was I lost the ability to write long fic, but it appears I have.)
A/N: This does not in anyway reflect my opinions on abortion, far from it.
He placed his hand over the screen. Green shining through his fingers, bathing them both in its unnatural glow. Through the shape of his hand, the foetus grew. It wasn't human. Not entirely. And at the rate it was growing, it might hurt its mother. He should kill it, but, how could he? This joined them. Proved they were alike. He couldn't risk hurt to her, and yet, also not to it. Hadn't he once been a strange thing in a tube which others had sought to kill? Hadn't he almost been prevented from being... born? Stopped from standing here at this moment, in this place... From giving his creators the opportunity to know what they had sought since their dawning? That, only through him, now had the chance? To understand their purpose. Their meaning? Without him, they would still be on Earth... Millions of light years away from enlightenment.