Sorry about the long delay. I went on holiday and then as soon as I came back we had a load of exams. Which I hadn't revised for. But they're done now (yay) and I can get back to my fanfic!

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Alex could hear Janet whispering. He could see the book he was reading. But he wasn't taking it in. Try as he might, he could not get the image of Sam's deformed face out of his mind.

Jack had been discharged from isolation, but was under strict orders not to do any work. Including paper work, which he was very happy about. Alex was still in isolation because of the beam he had almost been hit by. He had had a fierce argument with Janet over it but she had been firm. He wasn't getting out until she was sure that he didn't have whatever Sam had.

Alex was indignant. He hadn't been unconscious in a hospital bed for nearly two weeks like Sam had. He could be out there, helping to find a cure. Time was running out for Sam. And he was pretty sure that somehow, the complex, the weapon and the creature with the glowing red eyes were all linked. Besides, he hated sitting on his ass all day.

Alex slammed his book shut, rolled out of bed and looked at his watch. Three am. He pulled back the curtain that cut off his view from Sam. He braced himself for a shock as he saw her face, but it didn't come. She looked oddly peaceful, lying on her bed. He glanced up at the observation box and was surprised to see Jack standing there with a mixture if emotions playing across his face.

Alex pulled the curtain back. Jack never let his emotions show. He didn't wanna intrude. He had recognised a lot of the emotions on his face. Pain, sadness, hope…. Love.

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