Disclaimer: SGU and it's Characters belong to their respective owners which, sadly, is not me. I do, however, own Alex and her story line and squad, etc, etc. This has come from my mind because my mind knows no boundaries.

Psych Eval

=Alex's P.O.V=

"Colonel!" I turned at the call and started walking backwards as I waited for TJ to catch up to me. "Do you have a moment?"

I shrugged lightly as I turned around again. "I guess, why?"

"Young wants me to do a psych eval on everyone"

"Ah..." I groaned softly. "Well let's go get it over and done with then"

"Really?" She stalled in surprise.

"The sooner I get it done the sooner I get back to work, that lovely will please Rush to no end"

She smiled and motioned towards a room next to the infirmary, I followed after her and took a seat on one of the couches before she settled down across from me and opened up her folder. "Alright," She jotted something down and underlined it before looking up. "Let's start with how you're feeling? Like with everything, the situation, Destiny"

"Honestly?" I shrugged lightly. "I'm fine with everything"

"Ok..." She paused for a moment before tapping her pen against the pad and looked up again. "How are you coping with being on board?"

"How am I coping?" I thought over the question for a moment before looking up with a grin. "Great! I'm fucking thriving off this experience, I love exploring all Destiny has to hold"

TJ laughed softly noting it down. "You must be the only one then; everyone else seems to hate it here"

I shrugged lightly. "Let them hate it with all there might, I love it, I love being able to learn more ancient, I love being able to explore Destiny's halls, I love being able to figure out just how everything works," I relaxed back against the chair. "I mean seriously, we're stuck here and we probably will be for a good while yet so we might as well suck it up and fucking learn to deal with it"

TJ chuckled and nodded. "Certainly a refreshing outlook compared to everyone else's sombre moods," She noted something down on her page. "So what do you do to relax? Like things in your spare time?"

I let my head fall back as I laughed. "'Spare time' and 'relax' aren't words in my vocabulary," I grinned lopsidedly. "But seriously, I've taken to sketching, reading, exploring..." I lowered my head slightly and smiled impishly. "And a few other things I'm sure you really don't need to hear about... but mostly I've been spending time with Nick, he's a strange guy but strange is my kind of thing"

"You and Doctor Rush seem to get along quite well"

"No one understands him like I do, his brain's just wired differently from everyone else's," I smiled sheepishly. "We're building a bridge between us if you want to know, we have been for a while," I swallowed roughly. "We have been since Sean died" My smile faltered for a second, it was still difficult to talk about him even after all this time.

"Sean, he was your husband wasn't he?"

I nodded and smiled sadly. "Yeah, we were together for nearly twenty years," I looked up to TJ. "He pushed me to take the position on Icarus and a month after I arrived he died in a crash"

"I'm sorry"

I shook my head lightly. "There's no need to apologise; Nick was my rock, he helped me even if he didn't mean too, he was there for me when I finally came back to Icarus," I tried to resist the bitter laugh that slipped through my lips. "I remember that first night I came back to Icarus, he found me getting shitface drunk and well..." I shrugged lightly. "Yeah... everything kind of started from the point and whatever the hell it is now I'm happy with it"

"So it's not a relationship?"

"Yeah... that's the thing... I don't think either of us know" I said slowly before shifting against the chair.

"Do you think that's because you're scared to have another relationship?"

"I'm not scared," I snapped lightly. "Very little scares me and that's not one of them"

"What about dying? Are you afraid you'll die out here?"

"Not afraid of death, I've had my brushes with the reaper several times in my life time"

"What about Rush dying?"

I went to snap at her before pausing and clenched my jaw, something that she noted down. "Ok, so we've established I'm not awfully keen on watching Rush die and that I'm absolutely fine with everything going on around me... can I go now?"

TJ looked up and then down at her page before giving a light nod. "Sure," She stood and placed a hand on my arm stopping me from leaving. "If you ever need someone to talk to I'm always here"

I nodded before giving her a small hug. "Likewise Tam"

She smiled at the nickname before nodding lightly and letting me leave.

Ok, so I've been away for awhile and I'm incredibly sorry about that but I've had a lot to deal with recently; for starters I'm sick, like coughing out my lungs sick (I'm slowly getting over this), for another my depression has kicked up a gear and I'm not doing to great on that front and then in the early hours of the morning on the 20th of March my beloved 5 year old black Lab, Kaine, collapsed and died so I'm actually in a very dark and lonely place right now because Kaine was, quite literally, my best friend. The beginning of this year had gotten off to a perfect fucking start and I'm just finding it harder and harder to actually get the will to keep writing, I will keep writing I just need some time to get everything sorted because not only am I dealing with my own depression but also Spencer, our other dog, depression. He's very lonely and very depressed right now which is making it hard to do anything because he hate's being left alone.