Rama Revealed

9

Nicole could not contain her excitement. As she put the finishing touches on the decorations in the nursery, she imagined what the room would be like when the human children were sharing it with the two avians. Timmy, who was now almost as tall as Nicole, clambered over beside her to inspect her handiwork. He uttered a few jabbers of appreciation.

“Just think, Timmy,” Nicole said, knowing that the avian could not understand her exact words but could interpret the timbre of her voice, “when Richard and I return, we will be bringing you three new roommates.”

“Are you ready, Nicole?” she heard Richard yell at that moment. “It’s almost time for us to leave.”

“Yes, darling,” she answered. “I’m here in the nursery. Why don’t you come and take a look?”

Richard stuck his head in the door and gave the new decorations a perfunctory inspection. “Great, just great,” he said. “Now we need to move. This operation requires precise timing.”

As they walked together to the Port, Richard informed Nicole that there had been no more reports from the Northern Hemicylinder. The lack of news could indicate that Joan and Eleanor were too involved with the escape, he said, or too close to a possible enemy, or even that the implementation of the escape plan was in trouble. Nicole could not remember seeing Richard so nervous before. She tried to calm him.

“We still don’t know if Robert is coming?” Nicole asked a few minutes later as they approached the submarine.

“No. Nor anything at all about how he reacted when Ellie told him the plan. They did show up together in Avalon, as scheduled, but they were busy with his patients. Joan and Eleanor did not have a chance to talk to Ellie after they helped Nai pick up Benjy at the ward.”

Richard had checked out the submarine at least twice the day before. Nevertheless, he issued a sigh of relief when the operating system engaged and the craft slid into the water. When they were submerged in the waters of the Cylindrical Sea, both Richard and Nicole were quiet. Each of them was anticipating the emotional reunion that would take place in less than an hour.

Images of all six of her children filed slowly into Nicole’s mind. She saw Genevieve, her first child, born on the Earth after her union with Prince Henry. Next in line was serene Simone, whom Nicole had left at the Node with a husband almost sixty years her senior. The two oldest girls were followed in the mental procession by the four children still living in Rama, her wayward daughter Katie, her precious Ellie, and her two sons by Michael O’Toole, Patrick and the mentally handicapped Benjy. They are all so different, Nicole thought. Each a miracle in his or her own way.

I do not believe in universal truths, Nicole mused as the submarine drew closer to the tunnel under the wall of what was once the avian/sessile habitat, but there cannot be many humans who have lived through the singular experience of parenting without being irrevocably changed by the process. We all wonder, as our children grow into adults, what we have done, or not done, that has contributed to, or detracted from, the happiness of these special beings we have brought into existence.

The excitement inside Nicole was overwhelming. Richard checked his watch and began to maneuver the submarine into position for the rendezvous. When their ship broke through the surface of the water, they could see eight figures standing on the shore at the appointed location. When the water stopped running down the window, Nicole recognized Ellie, her husband Robert, Eponine, Nai holding Benjy’s hand, and the three small children, including her granddaughter and namesake, whom Nicole had never seen before. Nicole’s eyes brimmed with tears. She pounded on the window, knowing that it was senseless, and that none of the people on the shore could possibly hear or see her.

Richard and Nicole heard the gunshots as soon as they opened the door. A worried Robert Turner glanced behind him and then lifted little Nicole quickly off the ground. Ellie and Eponine each picked up one of the Watanabe twins. Galileo struggled against Eponine and received a reprimand from his mother Nai, who was trying to guide Benjy into the submarine.

Another round of gunfire, much closer, occurred just as the boarding party was crossing into the ship. There was no time for embraces. “Max said to leave as soon as we were all on board,” Ellie said hurriedly to her parents. “He and Patrick are holding off the platoon that was sent to capture us.”

Richard was preparing to close the door when two armed figures, one clutching at his side, burst from the nearby bushes. “Get ready to go,” Patrick yelled, shouldering and firing his rifle twice. “They are right behind us.”

Max stumbled, but Patrick half carried his wounded friend the final fifty meters to the submarine. Three of the colony soldiers fired upon the ship as it submerged in the moat. For a brief moment, none of the people on board the submarine said anything. Then the tiny compartment exploded in a cacophony of sound. Everyone was shouting and weeping. Both Nicole and Robert bent down over Max, who was sitting with his back against a wall.

“Are you seriously hurt?” Nicole asked.

“Hell, no,” Max replied with passion. “There’s just a solitary bullet in my gut somewhere. It takes much more firepower than that to kill a son of a bitch like me.”

When Nicole stood up and turned around, Benjy was right behind her. “Mama,” he said, his arms outstretched and his big body trembling with joy. Nicole and Benjy exchanged a long and powerful embrace in the center of the compartment. Benjy’s sobs of happiness reflected the sentiment of every person on the ship.

While they were on board the submarine, the newcomers essentially suspended between two alien worlds, most of the conversation was personal. Nicole spent some private moments with each of her children and held her granddaughter for the first time. Little Nicole did not know what to make of this woman with the gray hair who wanted to hug and kiss her. “This is your grandmother,” Ellie said, trying to persuade the child to return Nicole’s affection. “She is my mother, Nikki, and she has the same name that you have.”

Nicole knew enough about children to understand that it would take some time for the girl to accept her. At first there was some confusion about their common name, and every time someone said “Nicole,” both the grandmother and the little girl would turn around. But after Ellie and Robert both started using “Nikki” for the child, the rest of the group quickly followed suit.

Before the submarine even reached New York, Benjy was showing his mother that his reading had significantly improved. Nai had been an excellent teacher. Benjy had brought two books in his backpack, one a collection of the tales of Hans Christian Andersen written three centuries earlier. Benjy’s favorite story was “The Ugly Duckling,” which he read in its entirety as both his delighted mother and his teacher sat beside him. There was a wonderful,

ingenuous excitement in his voice when the spurned duckling turned into a beautiful swan.

“I am very proud of you, darling,” Nicole said when Benjy was finished reading. “And I thank you, Nai,” she said to her friend, “from the bottom of my heart.”

“It’s been a lot of fun working with Benjy,” the Thai woman replied. “I had forgotten what a thrill it was to teach an interested and appreciative pupil.”

Robert Turner cleaned Max Puckett’s wound and removed the bullet. His procedure was closely monitored by the five-year-old Watanabe twins, both of whom were fascinated by the inside of Max’s body. The aggressive Galileo was always pushing for the better view; Nai had to adjudicate two brotherly disputes in favor of Kepler.

Dr. Turner confirmed Max’s statement mat the wound was not serious and prescribed a short period of convalescence.

“I guess I’ll just have to take it easy,” Max said, winking at Eponine. “Which is what I was planning to do anyway. I don’t think there will be too many pigs or chickens in this alien city of skyscrapers. And I don’t know a goddamn thing about biots”

Nicole had a brief conversation with Eponine, just before the submarine arrived at the Port, in which she thanked Ellie’s erstwhile teacher profusely for everything she and Max had done for the family. Eponine accepted the thanks graciously and told Nicole that Patrick had been “absolutely fantastic” in helping them with all aspects of the escape. “He has grown into a superb young man,” Eponine said.

“How is your health, then?” Nicole asked Eponine delicately a few moments later.

The Frenchwoman shrugged. “The good doctor says the RV-41 virus is still there, poised and waiting for an opportunity to overwhelm my immune system. Whenever that happens, I should have between six months and a year more to live.”

Patrick informed Richard that Joan and Eleanor had tried to decoy the Nakamura platoon by making a lot of noise, as they had been programmed to do, and had almost certainly been captured and destroyed.

“I’m sorry about Joan and Eleanor,” Nicole said to Richard during a rare private moment on board the submarine. “I know how much your little robots mean to you.”

“They served their purpose,” Richard replied. He forced a smile. “After all, wasn’t it you who told me once they’re not the same as people?”

Nicole reached up and kissed her husband.

None of the new escapees had ever been in New York as an adult. Nicole’s three children had all been born on the island and had lived there in their early childhood, but a child has a much different sense of place than an adult. Even Ellie, Patrick, and Benjy were awestruck when they first stepped on the shore and saw the tall, thin silhouettes reaching toward the Rama sky in the near darkness.

Max Puckett was uncharacteristically speechless. He stood beside Eponine, holding her hand, and gawked at the thin, towering spires rising over two hundred meters above the island. “This is too damn much for an Arkansas farm boy,” he said at length, shaking his head. Max and Eponine walked at the end of the procession that was winding its way toward the lair which Richard and Nicole had converted into a multifamily apartment for all of them to share.

“Who built all this?” Robert Turner asked Richard as the troupe paused briefly in front of a giant polyhedron. Robert was growing increasingly apprehensive. He had been reluctant to come with Ellie and Nikki in the first place, and he was now rapidly becoming convinced that he had indeed made a big mistake.

“Probably the engineers at the Node,” Richard answered. “Although we can’t know for certain. We humans have added new construction in our habitat. It’s possible that whoever, or whatever, lived here long ago might have built a few or even all of these amazing buildings.”

“Where are they now?” Robert asked next, more than a little frightened at the prospect of encountering beings with the technological expertise necessary to create such impressive edifices.

“We have no way of knowing. According to the Eagle, this Rama spacecraft has been making voyages to discover spacefaring species for thousands of years. Somewhere in our part of the galaxy is another spacefarer who would have been comfortable in an environment like this. What that creature was, or is, and why it wanted to live in and among these incredible skyscrapers is a riddle we will probably never answer.”

“What about the avians and the octospiders, Uncle Richard?” Patrick asked. “Are they still living here in New York?”

“I have not seen any avians on the island since I arrived, except of course for the hatchlings that we are raising. But there are still octospiders around. Your mother and I encountered some of them when we were exploring behind the black screen.”

At that moment a centipede biot approached the procession from a side alley. Richard shone his flashlight in its direction. Robert Turner momentarily froze with fear, but he followed Richard’s instructions and moved out of the way as the biot trundled by.

“Skyscrapers built by ghosts, octospiders, centipede biots,” Robert grumbled. “What a lovely place!”

“In my opinion it’s a hell of a lot better than living under that tyrant Nakamura,” Richard said. “At least here we’re free and can make our own decisions.”

“Wakefield,” Max Puckett shouted from the back of the line. “What would happen if we didn’t move out of the way of one of those centipede biots?”

“I don’t know for sure, Max,” Richard replied. “But it would probably go over or around you just as if you were an inanimate object.”

It was Nicole’s turn to be the tour guide when they arrived at the lair. She personally showed each person his or her quarters. There was one room for Max and Eponine, another for Ellie and Robert, and a room divided by a partition for Patrick and Nai. The large nursery had been subdivided to provide space and privacy for Benjy, the three children, and the two avians. Richard and Nicole had also decided to use the small area adjacent to their bedroom as a common dining room for the entire group.

While the adults unpacked the meager belongings they had loaded into backpacks, the children had their first experience with Tammy and Timmy. The avians did not know what to make of the little humans, especially Galileo, who insisted on pulling or tweaking anything he could touch. After about an hour of such treatment, Timmy scratched Galileo lightly with one of his talons as a warning, and the boy raised an incredible din.

“I just don’t understand it,” Richard said to Nai in apology. “The avians are really very gentle creatures.”

“I do understand,” Nai replied. “Galileo was almost certainly up to some mischief.” She sighed. “It’s amazing, you know. You raise two children exactly the same way, and they turn out so differently. Kepler is so good he’s almost an angel-I can hardly teach him to defend himself. And Galileo pays almost no attention to anything I tell him.”

When everyone had finished unpacking, Nicole completed the tour, including the two bathrooms, the corridors, the suspension tanks where the family had stayed during the period of high acceleration between the Earth and the Node, and finally the White Room, with the black screen and keyboard, which was also Richard and Nicole’s bedroom. Richard demonstrated how the black screen worked by requesting, and receiving about an hour later, some new and simple toys for the children. He also gave Robert and Max each a copy of a short command dictionary that would allow them to use the keyboard.

The children were all asleep soon after dinner. The adults gathered in the White Room. Max asked questions about the octospiders. In the course of describing their adventures behind the black screen, Nicole mentioned her heart irregularities. Robert insisted on examining her right away.

Ellie helped Robert with the examination. Robert had

brought as much practical medical equipment as he could fit in his backpack, including all the miniaturized instruments and monitors necessary to do a full electrocardiogram, or EKG. The results were not good, but not as bad as Nicole had privately feared. Before bedtime Robert informed the rest of the family that the years had definitely taken their toll on Nicole’s heart, but that he didn’t think she would require surgery in the immediate future. Robert advised Nicole to take it easy, even though he knew that his mother-in-law would probably ignore his prescription.

When everyone was asleep, Richard and Nicole moved the furniture to make room for their mats. They lay side by side, holding hands. “Are you happy?” Richard asked.

“Yes,” Nicole answered, “very. It’s really wonderful to have all the children here.” She leaned over and gave Richard a kiss. “I am also exhausted, husband of mine, but Fm not about to go to sleep without first thanking you for arranging all of this.”

“They’re my children too, you know,” he said.

“Yes, darling,” Nicole said, lying down on her back again. “But I know that you would never have done all this if it weren’t for me. You would have been content to stay here with the hatchlings, all your gadgets, and the extraterrestrial mysteries.”

“Maybe,” Richard said. “But I also am delighted to have everyone in our lair… By the way, did you have a chance to talk to Patrick about Katie?”

“Only briefly,” Nicole replied. She sighed. “I could tell from his eyes that he is still very worried about her.”

“Aren’t we all?” Richard said softly. They lay in silence for a couple of minutes before Richard propped himself up on an elbow. “I want you to know,” he said, “that I think our granddaughter is absolutely precious.”

“So do I,” Nicole replied with a laugh, “but there’s not a chance that we could be considered unbiased on the subject.”

“Hey, does having Nikki with us mean that I can no longer call you Nikki, not even at special moments?”

Nicole turned her head to look at Richard. He was grinning. She had seen that particular expression on his face many times before. “Go to sleep,” Nicole said with another short laugh. “I’m too emotionally exhausted for anything else tonight.”

In the beginning time passed very quickly. There was so much to do, so much fascinating territory to explore. Even though it was perpetually dark in the mysterious city above them, the family made regular excursions into New York. Virtually every place on the island had a special story that Richard or Nicole could tell. “It was here,” Nicole said one afternoon, shining her flashlight at the huge lattice that hung suspended between two skyscrapers like a spider web, “that I rescued the trapped avian, who subsequently invited me into its lair.”

“Down there,” she said on another occasion, when they were in the large barn with its peculiar pits and spheres, “I was trapped for many days and thought I was going to die.”

The extended family developed a set of rules to keep the children from getting into trouble. The rules were not needed for little Nikki, who hardly ever wandered far from her mother and doting grandfather, but the boys Kepler and Galileo were difficult to constrain. The Watanabe twins seemed to possess infinite energy. Once they were found bouncing on the hammocks in the suspension tanks, as if the hammocks were trampolines. Another time Galileo and Kepler “borrowed” the family flashlights and went topside, without adult supervision, to explore New York. It was ten nervous hours before the boys were located in the maze of alleys and streets on the far side of the island.

The avians practiced flying almost every day. The children delighted in accompanying their birdlike friends to the plazas, where there was more room for Tammy and Timmy to display their developing skills. Richard always took Nikki to watch the avians fly. In fact, he took his granddaughter with him everywhere he went. From time to time Nikki would walk, but mostly Richard carried her in a comfortable papoose like contraption that he affixed to his back. The unlikely pair were inseparable. Richard became

Nikki’s main teacher as well. Very early he announced to everyone that his granddaughter was a mathematical genius.

At night he would regale Nicole with Nikki’s latest exploits. “Do you know what she did today?” he would say, usually when he and Nicole were alone in bed.

“No, dear,” was Nicole’s standard reply; she knew very well that neither she nor Richard would sleep until he told her.

“I asked her how many black balls she would have if she already had three and I gave her two more.” Here there was a dramatic pause. “And do you know what she answered?” Another dramatic pause. “Five! She said five. And this little girl just had her second birthday last week.”

Nicole was thrilled by Richard’s interest in Nikki. For both the little girl and the aging man, it was a perfect match. As a parent, Richard had never been able to overcome both his own repressed emotional problems and his acute sense of responsibility, so this was the first time in his life that he had experienced the joy of truly innocent love. Nikki’s father, Robert, on the other hand, was a great doctor, but he was not a very warm person and he did not fully appreciate the purposeless time periods that parents must spend with their children.

Patrick and Nicole had several long talks about Katie, all of which left Nicole feeling extremely depressed. Patrick did not hide from his mother the fact that Katie was deeply involved in all of Nakamura’s machinations, that she drank often and too much, and that she had been sexually promiscuous. He did not tell Nicole that Katie was managing Nakamura’s prostitution business, or that he suspected his sister had become a drug addict.