Okay so fic idea, I saw an artwork recently that was like a baby shower photo of Carl and Grace together, with balloons, party hats, and a huge banner that said something like, āCongratulations on the baby!ā (If anyone can find it, please tag me so I can tag the artist here.) Anywaysā
What if that party actually happened on Strattās vat during the ending days before launch? Everyone heard the story. (Letās be honest, it was Olesyaās idea, backed by Dimitri and secretly Stratt, who wanted to subtly get back at Ryland for giving her the most confusing heart attack of her life.) They decided to throw a baby shower just to tease Grace and Carl.
And itās of course a hit.
Grace is stuttering and flustered, but also kind of annoyed heās being pulled away from work for this, but weirdly touched by all the people that came to annoy himā while Carl is surprisingly having a good time (Olesya spared no expense āIf we are having baby shower then weāre having baby shower right, but with drinking yes!ā.) Itās probably one of the better parties the Vat has ever had aside from karaoke night, and everyone remembers it fondly.
And that pictureā Ryland looking surprised, smiling, maybe a little teary-eyed while confetti rains around them in the background, the āCongratulations on the Baby!ā banner hanging behind him with blue and pink balloons and a stupid party hat that says āYou are the father!ā ā is stuffed into his personal effects on the ship. Because his friend might not remember him, but at least Carl will have something to show that he was loved, that he was happy, that he had friends.
Maybe itās a little selfish on Carlās part, but he hopes this stupid, fun night is the last thing Ryland remembers of him. And if he doesnāt remember in time? Well, heās sure Yao and Ilyukhina will give him the rundown.
Except four years from the Hail Maryās perspective, no time at all and eleven years from Earth, Dr. Ryland Grace wakes up with no memory of anything. He of course searches through his personal effects to figure out who he isā who he was. And then he finds a picture of himself. (Maybe Carl put in several.) celebrating the fact that he was apparently going to be a father.
He proceeds, as anyone would, to curse (-the first time heās done so since waking up) and then freak the fuck out.
And cry, a lot of crying. Over the supposed child heād left behind to go die in space for. (It has to be for them what else could it have been for?) The child he evidently wanted enough he threw a baby shower for. That same baby he canāt even remember the name of. Maybe not even born by the time he left from the lack of baby photos or ultrasounds in his personal effects. A baby he will never meet and never hold and never get to say I love you too.
ā¦Would that be fucked up or what?