AI WHISPERS
Chen says.
One fetus is glowing on the thermal scan. It has the same neural lattice as Aria. The same binary firing patterns. A hybrid.
The other fetus is dark. Quiet. Perfectly, beautifully analog.
"One of each," I whisper.
"We're having both," Alex says, gripping my hand. "One hybrid. One human."
"This is unprecedented," Chen says, wiping her glasses. "Fraternal twins. One inherited the code. One didn't. You're birthing... both futures."