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"Ring around the rosy a pocket full of posy, ashes, ashes, we all fall down." I had been sitting in a damp prison cell for awhile now. Leaning my head against the stone wall I stared across the way at the plastic door on the other side. My right cheek was cut from where I had tried to escape from the car. I had thought that it was a good idea at the time. I told John sorry and pulled the door open. How was I supposed to know that they would actually stop on the middle of a bypass to get me? Anyway I ended up hitting the ground torso first breaking my right arm and cutting my right leg open. When I tried to get up some muscle contracted causing me too….fall again.

Banging my head against the wall I scowl at the fact I can still hear John's laughter inside my head.

"You know that's not healthy for you."

Stopping in my movement I looked up at the class door glaring. There was a man there in blue slacks and a light blue shirt. He had his hands in his pockets and he smiled with this sort of questioning look on his face.

"Burns 150 calories if I do it for an hour." I muttered bringing my left knee up to my chest.

"No wonder you don't have that many brain cells" pulling his hand out he pushed something on his wrist causing the door to open. Stepping in he walked over to me and knelt down. "I hear you tried to kill yourself before coming to see me?"

Rolling my eyes I tried scooting away from him. "Don't flatter yourself. I was just trying to see if I could escape a moving vehicle."

"Yep. No brain cells." Putting a hand on my check I flinch looking from him to his hand. Holding his hands up his eyebrows shot up as well. "Woe, I'm just checking to see if the bleeding's stopped." Pulling back on a torn section of my pants, he exams my leg before placing his fingertips on the wound and bearing his nails into it.

Seething in pain, I slapped him with my good arm.

"Oh so you can feel. My mistake." Smiling John puts the piece of cloth back and crosses his arms again. "So you mind telling me why you killed some innocent men over at unit."

"Because they got in the way," I stated cringing in pain as I tried to move my arm away from him too.

"You go killing ever person that gets in your way?"

"Not every person, only the annoying ones."

Standing up John looks me over thoughtfully. "What did John do to you?"

Looking up I smile crookedly; thanks to the cut on my cheek. "I don't know. What did he do to you?"

Somehow I could tell that didn't set to well with this man, because in the next instant he had pulled me up and pinned me against the wall. "Aliens with a purpose or some sort of reason, I can understand. What I can't understand is you humans that are just plain psychotic. Give me back what you took from unit and maybe just maybe we'll forget all the innocent lives you fucked with." Face a few inches from mine his face had grown red from all the yelling.

Staring at him for awhile I breathed in deeply and blinked. "Can't… we ate it?" John is seriously going to kill me for this.

"You. Ate. It?" Jack asked all of a sudden looking rather confused. "What exactly did you steal?"

"I don't know it looked like some sort of pill; John and I both ate one. Hell if I know what it's for."

I did know what it was; John told me it was a proto-type pill that would increase all physical attributes until it came out of your system. It was something they were working on so that way if someone got sick they could take it, and while it was fixing them up, would make it seem as if nothing was wrong.

"Right." Dropping me on the ground, John turned and headed out the door.

"I'll get to the bottom of this, whenever you feel like talking, just shout."

Landing on my bum I mumbled before I had realized my leg had stopped hurting. Smiling I laid my head back. The pill just started kicking in.