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When they reached the control room the only person there was someone that Alice didn't know. He jumped up when they entered.

'Jeez Claire, what happened?' he didn't seem to know what to do; just stood there and watched as they dumped the man on the floor.

'Just had an accident Charlie, why don't you go find Chris for us? He should be in his cabin.' She strode to one of the draws below the controls and began searching in them.

'Shouldn't he go to the medical room?' Charlie was still staring at the barely conscious man.

'Charlie, we got this. Can you get Luther as well? His cabin is right next to Chris'.' She found what she was looking for and straightened up with a roll of duct tape in her hands, 'Now Charlie.' He started at her tone but left hurriedly.

Claire duct taped the man's ankles quickly and deftly, cutting the tape with her teeth. She looked at his swollen arm then put the tape down, 'With his arm like that he won't be doing much damage.' She said to no one in particular. She stepped back and stood next to Alice, 'I wonder why he wanted to kill me?' she mused. She regretted her words when she felt Alice stiffen beside her. Claire grabbed her hand and stroked the soft skin with her thumb, 'It's alright Alice, we're alive, he's going to be kicked off the boat and we'll live happily ever after.' When she didn't reply Claire looked up and saw her staring at the man. Claire stretched up and kissed her on the cheek, 'Maybe you shouldn't be here. You look like you're going to kill him and I know he probably deserves it, but it wouldn't be right. There are only so many people left in the world. I don't think I could stand by and watch one of them be killed.' Alice looked at her. The expression on her face was completely calm.

'I'm fine Claire. As long as we never have to see him again I'll be fine.' She smiled a little to convince her. Claire knew it was genuine and hugged her fiercely to show her appreciation.

'Thank you by the way, for saving my life there.' She felt the vibrations in Alice's chest when she chuckled.

'You could have taken him.' Claire smiled in return.

'True, but still.' She let her arms drop away when she heard footsteps outside the room, but Alice still brushed her hand softly with her own.

Chris and Luther burst into the room then stopped when they saw the man on the floor.

'Well, what do we do with him?' Chris rubbed the back of his head in contemplation. His calmness almost had Claire in hysterics and she wondered if she actually was in a bit of shock. Luther walked over and knelt by the man.

His presence seemed to be noticed because the man began yelling, 'Get away from me, I won't let you infect me!' he twisted and thrashed and screamed whenever he jarred his arm. The pain took the fight out of him and he lay still, panting.

'Well that's interesting.' Luther stepped back, 'He's completely, fucking nuts.' Chris took Luther's spot beside the man and held his shoulder to keep him from turning away.

'Why were you trying to kill Claire?' when he didn't answer Chris reached down and rested his hand lightly on the broken wrist, 'Why were you trying to kill my sister?' he must have applied the slightest bit of pressure because the man's face paled and his mouth opened in a silent groan.

'I know what you people are. But you won't infect me.' He leaned his head back and closed his eyes; continuing to mutter under his breath. Chris looked over his shoulder at the others with a confused look on his face.

'Well, I think its safe to say that, either, there has been some big misunderstanding or this guy really is crazy.' He turned back, 'What's your name?'

'You will not infect me!' this time the man's struggles succeeded in loosening Chris' grip. With surprising speed the man rolled to his feet and made a break for the door. Before anyone else could move Alice took one step forward and slammed her fist into his face. He dropped to the ground and didn't move.

'Okay then, now that that's all taken care of . . .' Claire said whilst rolling her eyes.

'We'll put him in one of the shipping containers and set a guard to watch him. I don't think we'll be getting much information from him anytime soon; he is way passed fanatical.' Alice rubbed her knuckles absently as she spoke, 'But only put people we can trust on him. We don't want to start unnecessary panic.' She turned to Luther, 'Can you help me put a bed and stuff in one of the containers? You other guys can get the guard and whatever you think he might need.' She smiled at Chris, 'You have a special insight on that don't you.'

'Ugh, don't remind me.' He looked back at the man, 'We'll take him down below levels first.' He and Claire both grabbed and arm and made their way out the door. The other two only watched for a moment before leaving for their own tasks.

'We'll punch some holes in it and whatnot, but for now, I think we have our first usable prison on board.' Chris didn't sound happy with the situation but they were all resigned to it. They weren't naive but they'd hoped that since humans were an endangered species maybe they wouldn't have such problems as murder. Apparently not everyone thought in such chivalrous terms. Alice turned to examine the guard Chris had chosen. He was a big, morose looking man; Alice liked him instantly. She nodded at him and he inclined his head in return, then she left with the rest of the group; leaving him to his lonely duty. She had changed into a long sleeved shirt whilst they'd collected the rudimentary items for a prison. Her arm had stopped bleeding but she hadn't had time to wrap it; so she kept it covered to avoid unnecessary worry.

When they reached open air they could see the glow of sunrise on the horizon. Everyone except Alice had been up for almost twenty-four hours and it showed.

'I'll take watch, you guys get some sleep.' They mumbled their thanks and left quickly in case she changed her mind. Claire was the only one who stayed.

'I'm not really that tired,' she lied, 'I'll keep you company.' She didn't give Alice a chance to answer, merely walked passed her to the control room. Alice had been planning on using the solitude to fix her arm, but now she had no choice.

'Claire,' she began, 'don't be mad, but I did get a scratch from the fight. So I'm going to patch it up now.' Claire frowned at her.

'Let me see.' She reached forward but Alice backed away.

'It's really not that bad. I'll just put a bandage around it.' she unerringly opened a cupboard without taking her eyes off the redhead and pulled out a first aid kit.

'Alice.' Claire warned, 'Show me.' The brunette relented and rolled up her sleeve. The blood made it look worse than it was and Alice regretted not washing it off. She watched Claire's face carefully; gauging her reaction. Her face was completely blank at first, then she took two deep breathes and relaxed.

'You are impossible.' She took the first aid kit from the brunette and rummaged through it, coming up with disinfectant wipes and a bandage.

'So you're not angry?' Alice asked warily.

'I am, but I'll get over it. It isn't like you're dead or anything.' She brusquely cleaned the wound and wrapped the crepe around it; ignoring any flinching from her patient.

Thanks for reading, until next time.

-B