Meat had been fussing around for about half an hour before she handed me a t-shirt, it was certainly what would be classed as over-sized, it would probably come down to my knees.

"I take it you've got nothing to sleep in…" she said, in reply to my questioning look.

"Well maybe I didn't plan this too well…" I said with a laugh.

"It should be big enough to sleep in," she said, "it gets pretty warm in here on a night, and with two people sharing a bed… well it's been a while, but I'm sure it'll get even warmer… so you should be okay wearing that… I mean, that is if you're comfortable wearing that sleeping in the same bed as me…"

"If you promise not to jump me while I'm asleep then I'm sure I'll manage." I replied.

She blushed.

"I'll leave you to get changed then…" she said, averting her eyes and leaving the room.

I had to laugh as the door closed; she really didn't seem like the shy modest type, I guess sometimes looks really can be deceiving.

While I was getting changed Macca had turned up outside Meat's bedroom door. I could hear what was being said because the door wasn't properly closed.

"We might have an issue…" he said.

"What kind of issue?" Meat asked.

"The girl…" he said.

"What about her?" she asked.

"A couple of the boys just came back down from the surface," he said, "there's police everywhere… Killer Queen's niece has gone missing…"

"You don't think…" Meat said.

"She's about the right age," Macca replied, "she's about 18 right?"

"I'd say so…" she replied.

"And she fits the general description the boys got." He said.

"What are we going to do?" she asked.

"Nothing for now," he said, "let's see how this plays out; don't say anything to her about it for the moment…"

"Okay," Meat said, "well she's just getting changed for bed…"

"You having an early night?" he asked.

"I was, until you decided to drop that bomb on me…" Meat replied.

It hadn't taken me that long to fall asleep that night, even though I was in a strange bed in a strange place, so much had happened throughout the day I was exhausted.

When I woke up I was alone, I'd slept through the night so I had no idea if Meat had come to bed at all. I had no idea what time it was, but I got changed and headed out into the main part of the station. It was empty apart from Meat, who was sitting up against the wall, looking like she had a lot on her mind.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"No idea," she replied, "probably about 8 or something… did you sleep okay?"

"Surprisingly enough, yeah." I said, "You?"

"Didn't sleep…" she said, "too much going through my head…"

"Anything you want to talk about?" I asked.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"Erm…" I started.

"I know the name you've decided to go by," she said, "but who are you really, before you decided to come here?"

I didn't answer her, not really sure how to.

"I'm guessing you ran away from home." She said.

"Yeah…" I replied.

"I'm just going to come right out and ask," she said, "are you Killer Queen's niece?"

I was shocked by the question, even though I shouldn't have been because I vaguely remembered Big Macca talking to Meat about it the night before, just before I fell asleep.

"Yes…" I said, "I am…"

"Why are you here?" she asked, "I mean did she send you here to spy on us or to lead the Secret Police to where we are…"

"They already know where you are," I said, "How do you think I knew where you were…"

"So did she send you here?" she asked.

"No, she has no idea where I am," I said, "and I wouldn't really expect her to care too much anyway… Family doesn't really come too high on her list of concerns…"

"So how exactly did you find us?" she asked, standing up.

"I hacked into the Globalsoft mainframe…" I said, "Into the security files to find out your last known location, and decided to take it from there…"

"So you're pretty smart then?" she asked.

"Apparently…" I replied.

"So it would be easy for you to lie to me." She said.

"Not really," I replied, "being smart doesn't necessarily make you a good liar."

"Why should I believe that you're not here to spy on us?" she asked.

"I don't know," I said, "I've got no way to prove I'm not… I guess you'd just have to trust me…"

"But I don't know you." She said.

"I don't know me either…" I replied, "That's part of the reason I came here, I want to figure out who I really am…"