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Gene pulled a bottle of wine out of his trusty filing cabinet along with two small tumblers. He poured a generous amount into each and handed one to Alex. Eventually the silence between them became awkward as they sipped their wine. Neither of them could think of a topic for small-talk so they reverted to talk about their current situation.

"There's one massive problem that we haven't considered." Alex looked at him, signaling him to continue. "Bloody Keats."

Alex rolled her eyes in annoyance. "I know, he won't have given up and he won't be happy."

"He won't stop until he takes you away from me. Or claims your soul."

Alex stopped and pondered what Gene had just said. Not so long ago, Alex would have laughed cynically in the face of anyone coaxing her into a discussion of souls, Heaven, Hell or Purgatory. The old Alex wouldn't have entertained these ideas but now she found that she had to, as they were everything that guided her new existence.

"That won't happen, I promise you." Alex smiled at Gene reassuringly. "I know what Keats is capable of and I know not to trust anything that comes out of his mouth."

"I know that, but he has ways, Alex, of destroying everything he touches. Look at what happened to our team. Keats managed to destroy the most loyal team I've ever had." There was a dark pain in Gene's eyes, drawing sympathy from Alex. "I'm not going to lose you, Alex."

"You're right, because I'm not going anywhere. We'll take on Keats together, and anything else that gets thrown at us."

Gene and Alex finished their wine quickly. "Come on then, Bolly, lets take you home."

BANG. Alex heard a gunshot and steadied herself on Gene's desk. She quickly realized that the sound was in her head. She saw the barrel of the gun, the bullet and a bright light.

Gene leapt to her aid, taking her arm around his neck. "It's been a long day. Come on, I'll see you home."

BANG. Leyton's face blurred her vision, laughing and reciting Bowie lyrics. As that image faded, Molly's figure came into focus, a sad and lonely expression which made Alex cry out in anguish.

Gene had no idea what had happened to Alex: she looked like she was having a seizure, her eyes wide and frightened. "Jesus, Alex, what happened?"

"I… I saw…" Gene led her to the chair and waited for her to gain composure again. He tried to stay calm but knew that his expression gave away how panicked he was. They hadn't considered, when deciding that Alex should stay, what mental effect it would have on Alex. Alex had thought that the visions and hallucinations would stop, but she was wrong. They had become more vivid, more real, more frightening.

When Alex had said to Gene, "I'm home," she had felt pure elation. Now, the same word was having the opposite, adverse effect. She tried to tell herself that it was because she was tired and she had had a stressful day but, deep down she knew that this would probably continue for the foreseeable future regardless.

"It was a gunshot. I saw the… the gun and the bullet leaving the barrel. I saw Leyton… laughing. And then I saw…" Alex broke the sentence as she started to weep. "I saw Molly." She collapsed into Gene's chest as her chest heaved from crying. Gene stroked Alex's hair and tried to comfort her, but it was no use. "I thought all of this would stop once I had accepted my fate."

"Come on, Alex, it's okay, I'm here. It'll be tough at first, but remember what we said, what we talked about. You'll forget and all of this will go away, I promise you."

"I can't, Gene, I can't wait for this to go away. I won't survive!" Alex was hysterical with fear, suddenly realizing that she may have made the wrong decision.

"We can get through this together, like you said. I'm here for you, Alex and I always will be." Gene was hysterical with fear, as it dawned on him what she was about to say.

"I have to go, Gene. I have to leave."