I ruffled my hair with the towel, as I listened to Paul talking on the phone through the door. He had been on the phone with Doc and the other Scientists for the past ten minutes, since I started up my head shower and ten minutes before my head shower. Shouting would pick up for a minute or so, but it quickly died down and I could hear some agreements be made. Slowly opening the door, I draped my towel over my shoulders and walked up behind Paul.

"No, she hasn't remembered anything. . .Yet. I'm not going to push her on remembering, I want her to recover them at her own pace, I don't want her to freak and go into panic mode like she did with Epsilon. . . Yeah, I know shouldn't have brought that up, but you guys get what I mean. Not my fault, that her adrenaline kicked in. Look all I'm saying is, give her time not push her."

He snapped his phone shut, and ran his fingers through his hair. I could see that he was upset about my memory ideal, but there was nothing much that we could do about it. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I shoved my face between his shoulder blades. He shook a small bit from his laugh, while prying my arms from him and he quickly held me bridal style.

"I heard the conversation Paul, so don't try to hide it from me."

"Not going to, but going to delay you on getting any more information. So how's your head doing?"

"Hair being pulled from Abby and some hard hits, I'll get over it. At least, I protected myself quite a bit."

"You're changing Miranda. It's a slow change, but at least you're letting us adjust to it too."

Laughing a small bit, he placed me down on my feet and walked away from me. Raising an eyebrow, he let out a sigh and I knew that he was going to explain to me.

"They're getting concern now Miranda. David is offering to probe at your mind to get the information, saying that this recovery is moving too slowly. I'm trying to get them off of your back, here. They also know about your training with Doyle and Abby."

"Let me guess, not happy with Abby helping but glad that Doyle is doing some help."

"Basically, yes. But if you're willing to have Abby here and help, along with Doyle and myself, they can't do much."

"It's merely been two weeks since Abby arrived, and we've been patching things up between us. And I should probably apologize to her."

"What did you do?"

"I threatened her the first day that she arrived here, and I know that Doyle heard. Told her that she better watch her back and what she does cause she isn't here with friendly allies, and that I can give you guys permission to terminate her."

He stared at me rather shock, and I folded my arms across my chest. Even though the two of us were getting along like we once had, I still find it hard to fully forgive her.

"But it might not be a complete apology though. She still has a lot to make up for, before I can really apologize to her."

"Miranda, you two need to work things out here. I hold no grudges or that sort of stuff against your sister and Doyle, he's gotten to the point where I think he wants to date her. Again. But, with you, you two need to get through this barrier that's blocking you guys and come to agreements."

"Maybe after all of this is over, I need to focus on one thing here. And that's making sure we're ready before Argost goes after another Secret Scientists again. We can't have any weak links within the Secret Scientists."

"Who said we had any weak links in the Secret Scientists?"

I raised an eyebrow at him, and shifted myself a small bit. I was one of the weak links within the Secret Scientists, along with our elder members, but there were many others who could easily be taken out if we didn't take precautions. We've met up before and talked about it, and I believe now we are finally taking action after so many years since we joined the Secret Scientists. But I know in my heart, we are too late in some sort of way.

"Look, weak links or not, everyone is important. Doc and Drew, they've been hit and taken out of fights before, so you and everyone else that believe themselves to be weak, you're not alone. We have weak spots too, but we're just better at defending them."

I heard my phone buzz on the dresser and I walked over to and flipped it open. It was a message from Epsilon, and I saw Paul open his up in the reflection of the mirror. He mumbled something underneath his breath, and I knew that whatever was in the message wouldn't be a good thing. Going against my mind on not opening the message, I opened it.

Five scientists dead. Scene brutal, stay on high alert.

He was sparing us from the full details, but at least he was kind enough to give us some information. Looking over at Paul, he was running his fingers through his hair once more and he was getting an extremely nervous face upon him. Walking over to him, I put a hand on his shoulder but he merely shrugged it off.

"Paul, what did your message say?"

"I'm not allowed to tell you, Miranda. If I did, then you'll freak out and everything else in between. Not letting that happen."

"Paul, I know five scientists are dead, and don't you think that I'm not upset about this already? This could mean that Argost had led an attack upon us now."

"And what if it wasn't Argost? What if it was someone else who led the attack? We can't be certain that it was Argost, we can't pin this on him until we get all the details and evidence."

"But you have that feeling that it had to be him? If he can kill dozens of scientists at Weird World, battle us constantly everyday when he first became our enemy, be revived and do it all over again, then he can do it for a third time! There's probably more people who was attacked by him, before he came at me that we don't even know about! Heck maybe there are people who are dead, after he fled when you came along and saved me!"

I shoved him away from me, and he looked at me rather shock and a bit hurt. I had a bit pride in hurting him, but the guilt was slowly consuming me now. Turning away, I left the bedroom that the two of us were sharing and headed out of the house. I couldn't stand being in this place for a moment longer, and the suffocation was slowly getting on my nerves.

"You want to go somewhere, but where?"

"Anywhere, that's just not here, Abby."

"To let you know, you're a bit of a shouter. Loud one at that. But where you want to go, I'll get you there. Just right now, let's wait until those two are dead asleep."

I nodded my head at, but I never turned to look at her.

I can handle the rest of the evening with Paul and Doyle, before Abby and I can take off into the night. Then when I'm away, I can breathe maybe.

"So where do you want to go?"

"The place where the five scientists were killed. If anything, Epsilon has the investigation with his men nearly done by now, so they'll be out of the area in an hour or two. But I want to go there during the night, maybe I can jog something up in my head."