THE HIGH PRICE OF GENIUS

Max Headroom

The high price of genius

By Axel Ingleson

Edison sat by Bryce's bedside. The bullet fragments had been removed from Bryce's neck and he was resting with Edison sitting by his side.

"How is he?" the reporter asked.

"Critical," the doctor replied. "It's not likely he'll live. But if he makes it through tonight, his chances will go up by thirty percent."

Edison stroked Bryce's face and kissed him softly. "Don't you dare leave me, Bryce. Don't you dare. Not when we're just starting our life together."

Theora and Murray walked in and stopped just inside the doorway.

"Edison…" Theora began. "Max…"

"What about Max?" Edison asked, through his tears. "Look if Max is causing trouble, have someone else deal with him. I'm not leaving Bryce until…"

He could not bring himself to say, "Until it's over." But Theora knew that's what he was thinking.

Max appeared on the nearest TV screen. "Bryce?" he asked.

"He's not going to make it, is he?" Theora asked Murray.

"I don't think so," Murray admitted, glumly.

"And af- af- after I worked so hard getting him and Edison together," Max sniffled. "C- c- come on, Bryce. Don't give up. Stay with us. Do you hear hear hear me? Hm? D- d- d- do you?"

Edison stayed at Bryce's side all night long, until he finally fell asleep, slumping over Bryce and dozing off, sleepily.

Bryce woke sometime during the night. Smiling, despite the pain he still felt, he stroked Edison's hair until the older man woke.

"Bryce!" Edison said, happily. He bent down and kissed Bryce. "How much do you remember?"

"I remember going to rescue Jenni, but not much after that." Bryce admitted.

"Well, somehow we ended up married."

"We WHAT?!" Bryce yelped, and then winced in pain.

"Easy, kiddo," Edison said, concernedly. "You got shot yesterday."

"Thanks a bundle, Edison," Bryce muttered. "You could have told me that instead of joking around about us getting married."

"I don't know how to tell you this, Bryce," Edison replied. "But I wasn't joking."

"You mean we…?" Bryce looked up at his husband in wonder.

Edison nodded. "Are you upset?"

Bryce shook his head. "Not at all."

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