I DON'T OWN BLINDSPOT

The next day, Alexander had finished his essay and had gotten a solid C on it. He would have liked a C+, but hey, beggars can't be choosers. it was a Wednesday and Avery had a busy schedule that day, so Alexander was basically just left to his own devices. He hated Wednesdays with a burning passion. It was mainly because Avery was out for most of the day. Whenever he was alone, Alexander's thoughts tended to turn towards Kurt and Jane. He hadn't heard from either of them personally, but he kept in contact with Rich Dotcom and what Rich was telling him was not good. Apparently, Kurt was still alive, but comatose. Remi, however had seemed to have completely recovered. Everyone felt that "Jane" was a little off, but they just chucked it up to dealing with Weller. Only Alexander and Rich knew the truth. Jane was gone and whether or not she was coming back was anyone's guess.

Alexander was drinking a Capri Sun while he was thinking about all this when suddenly, he got a phone call.

"Hello?" He asked as he picked up the phone.

"What's up, my brother from another mother?" Rich said as he yelled through the phone.

"Hi Rich, what's going on?"

"Well, I've got good news, bad news, and shitty news."

"Ok, give it to me." Alexander said.

"The good news is that Weller finally came out of the coma, he's doing ok, he's talking, he just can't move around yet." Rich explained. Alexander breathed a huge sigh of relief.

"Thank God." He said.

"Now for the bad news, Remi is still hijacking Jane's body. She's forgetting things and she's not acting like Jane used to. I really think that Reade and Patterson are getting suspicious." Alexander sighed.

"If they find out, Remi will kill them." He replied.

"I know, I'm making sure they don't suspect the truth." Rich assured him. "Now for the shitty stuff, did you know that Mickey Wilson had a sister?" Alexander racked his brain. He did remember Mickey mentioning something about a sister.

"I think so, Her name is...Mallory, I think. They were in Sandstorm together until she got out."

"Yeah, she was basically the catalyst for your shitty life." Rich pointed out.

"Yeah." Alexander cut him off. "What about her?"

"Well, she's been making friends in the underworld and she's on a mission."

"Who's her target?" Alexander asked, even though he knew the answer.

"You, of course!" Rich answered. "You did kill her brother, by the way, did you know that she is like, super sexy..."

"Rich, stay focused." Alexander scolded.

"Sorry...anyway, I just wanted to give you a heads up; if she keeps looking, eventually she's gonna come out to UCLA. That is if Keaton and the CIA don't nab you first."

"Thanks." Alexander said as he hung up. "Shit!" he shouted as he threw a glass across the room. It was so typical, just when his life was getting good, another pile of shit landed on his head.

RICH DOTCOM-ENNIS ESMER

ALEXANDER HAS TO DEAL WITH MALLORY, THE CIA, AND REMI. HOW MUCH MORE CAN HE TAKE? REVIEWS NEEDED.