This is the interaction between Anya and Landry

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When she didn't respond, Landry continued, "As you know, this is our Lab. We chose this location years ago as a precaution, should something like this ever…." He didn't finish but looked off into the distance and seemed to focus on something over Anya's shoulder. She turned her head slightly to see if anything was there, but it was just an empty corner. When she looked back, Landry seemed to be re-focused, but shaken.

"You're stalling. Tom was injured, he lost a lot of blood," Anya shifted her position to better see the doorway while keeping the gun on Landry.

Landry gave Anya an evaluating look, "Miss Raczynski, I have to say, I underestimated your feelings for Mr. Price. I thought you wanted things to end between you." Landry watched Anya closely, hoping for a reaction to his provoking words. "I am very impressed by you, doctor. Indulge me for a moment, how did you find us?"

Anya was steeling herself, she didn't trust Landry but she also didn't want to use the gun. "The postcards, Hope Never Dies, I knew it must have had a meaning. I figured out the Latin translation and deciphered the anagram. I knew of these mines and it fit."

"Ah, quite remarkable" Landry's voice was smooth and calming, "I would like to make you an offer, Miss Raczynski, you would be a welcome addition to our team. You have experience with the outside world and have helped develop the vaccine. We have successfully tested it…" at this, Landry smirked, "and have given it to almost half of our group here. We are working on reproduction and our plans are to distribute the vaccine to the survivors."

"Why would I help you?"

"Miss Raczynski, you were already planning to distribute the vaccine with Fiona" Landry raised his eyebrows, "since she is no longer….available, why not continue on a path that links you to your past. This is what your purpose is in this new world, you are after all, a doctor".

Anya was becoming furious. How did Landry know all of these things, these plans, these conversations…something wasn't right, this didn't make sense.

Landry was starting to show some confidence as he began slowly moving from behind his desk toward Anya.

"Miss Raczynski…"

"How could you? Have you any idea what you have done? While you and your elite group were here, hidden safely away from your destruction, the rest of us were watching our worlds fall away in front of us", Anya's voice was barely above a whisper but was so full of emotion. "I lost, we all lost, everyone… families, friends, children, parents…all these people came to me looking for help. Their faces, so much pain…"

Landry's hardened look faltered. He had a slight sheen of sweat on his face. He almost looked frightened. He quickly glanced over Anya's shoulder…she turned her head slowly but saw an empty corner. Her mind racing, she would have to find a weak spot and work it quickly or her chances of finding Tom would disappear.

"Mr. Landry, who did you lose? Wife, children, sisters? How many doctors, researchers were taken ill? How many survivors who had lost so much already, were used as lab rats and discarded? How do you sleep at night, knowing you have caused so much suffering…?"

Landry looked downright terrified. He was frantically looking around the room, talking to empty air as if there were people there. "I'm sorry, so sorry… ", he whispered over and over.

"Mr. Landry, you can make things better. You can begin by making any amends you can. You have the vaccine. It works, I know it works. You can put some good back into the world you destroyed."

Landry looked at Anya as though she just walked into the room. After a few seconds, he seemed to pull himself together.

"Yes, the vaccine…it works. Tom, it was tested on Tom..." he looked at Anya for a moment, "he trusts you, trusted the vaccine…"

Anya barely moved but relief spread over her, she knew Tom was ok.

"What about Natalie Preston and her children, are they here?" Anya asked a now exhausted looking Landry.

Landry seemed to chuckle weakly. "Yes, you really are like a family, aren't you? Looking after each other…"

That's when Anya knew how Landry had all of this information about her and the others.

"The lab" Anya whispered, "it's bugged…you knew everything that was going on…"

"Yes, as I do all my labs, it is imperative that I know what is going on, and I cannot always rely on my Directors' reports. There is too much at stake here".

Landry winced with pain as Anya shouted, "Too much at stake!"

"My pills…my pills…." Landry sputtered as he clutched his chest and fell to his knees.

As much as Anya wanted this man to suffer, the medical training in her was too reflexive. Anya ran to the other side of the desk and checked his pulse. "Mr. Landry, Mr. Landry, can you hear me?" Anya looked around in the desk for a bottle of pills. She saw the taser gun next to a pill bottle, she grabbed both.

She sat Mr. Landry up a bit and gave him his pill. After a few minutes, he opened his eyes, his breathing still heavy. Anya had been sitting with the taser in hand. She had put the gun in her carry all, the taser seemed like a more humane weapon, if there was such a thing. Anya checked Landry's desk and pockets for an ID card like the one she took from the guard at the entrance. She took that along with a set of keys she found. For a moment she wondered how she could have come to be doing the kinds of things she was doing. It wasn't violent, but still did not feel like the sort of thing she would normally do, but what is normal anymore? And what was going on here? Landry had been spooked, for sure, and the pills he was taking were not labeled with anything but Landry's name. She waited for it to click together, and it did. He must have been spooked by something or someone he 'saw'. Anya would use this to her favor.

"Mr. Landry, how are you feeling? "

"Better" he looked an Anya uncertainly.

"It must be hard for you, to be such a great mind, with abilities to work such medical wonders, to have the ability to help people in need. Only to have it all ripped from you, and at your own hand…How many people did you 'test' your vaccines on? Did you hear them as well? Your labs seemed to be full of them…"

Landry was looking simply terrified. "No, no, I never…we never thought…it….we…" he whispered.

Anya looked off into the distance…"I have been haunted as well. All those patients I couldn't save, looking at me with such desperation" she looked down at Landry, "fellow doctors, friends…I held them as they died, you know. And I still see their faces looking towards me, hoping that I can do something for them….it's torture for me…so hard to bear sometimes…."

It was working, tears began to flow down his cheeks…."So many…so many…we were trying to save humans, we are still trying, now, to save them…it spread so fast, we only just had time to prepare, to, to…"

"How many did you bring here? How did you choose them?"

"Two thousand postcards were sent…not all of them made it here…"

"How did you choose them?" Anya asked again.

"They are from every walk of life. Their skills will be able to get us going again, to be passed down so that we may function as a society again".

"There is no society. People have been torn apart, their humanity shredded, forced to act in terrible ways in order to survive."

"So I have been told. Mr. Price has told me that it is quite hostile. I have asked him to work for me as protection when we take the vaccine round".

"Tom agreed to-to work for you?"

"I'm afraid, Miss Raczynski, that he took you at your word when you told him it was over."

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Anya couldn't believe it, didn't want to believe it. Had she pushed Tom away so far that he would agree to work for Landry?