Alice took a shower and did everything else she had to do to get ready for the day. She walked to her room, towel wrapped tightly around her. She noticed the light on her phone blinking, which means she has a text message. She barely texted when she got here, so she found it strange that someone would text her.

She picked it up from her nightstand and looked at the name "Luke" and wondered what this could be about. It came about an hour and a half ago, so that must have been before he got into a fight. In fact, that was around the time he was being driven.

She opened the message, reading it to herself. "Anna's still on it about David. She thinks he killed Craig." Alice sighed, carelessly putting her phone back on the nightstand. She couldn't believe her sister wouldn't let this shit go.

What if he really wasn't who he says he is? Would it matter? He's still a really nice guy. Overly nice... maybe that's his facade. Alice shook her thoughts away, not wanting to get sucked into the belief that David really isn't David. No matter who he was, he did nothing wrong. And she really liked him..

She let her towel fall to the ground, fixing it on the floor to step on while she got clothes on. She put on her usual outfit of jeans and a shirt and did her makeup lightly. She liked to let her hair air dry, mostly because she was too lazy to stand there with a large gun-looking machine as it blew on her hair that could ultimately dry itself with time and patience. Luckily for her, her hair was easy to maintain.

She decided she wanted to go down to the diner to talk to Anna about her theory of David being someone else. She was too stubborn to change what she believes, so instead of trying to sway her thoughts, Alice was just going to give her positive reasons why it really doesn't matter. Or does it?

The more Alice thought about it, the more it got to her. She liked him a lot and she thought he liked her too, so shouldn't she know at least who he is instead of wondering?

She sighed, not even sure how she was going to get there. There was a car they had here that wasn't on the road yet, but it would have to do. Her only other options would be to run or take Luke's bike, but it was much too far for that.

She took the keys off the hook near the front door, turning the lights off and locking the house up before she left. She got into the car, hoping that it even worked. She adjusted her seat and mirror, putting her seat belt on and sticking the key in the ignition. She turned, hearing the engine rev up only to die down quickly.

"Come on," she sighed. She tried several more times until a consistent rumble followed. She put her foot on the brake and shifted into 'reverse'. She backed out, not too aware of her surroundings. There was rarely a car passing by and she didn't see a thing.

She pulled into the road and shifted to 'drive,' speeding for fun since she hasn't drove a car in a while. There weren't any cops until you hit town anyway.

She pulled into the diner, parking close the the building.

"Alice? What are you doing here?" Anna noticed her as soon as she walked in. She made a quick notion to someone, probably whoever is running the place right now, and walked over to her.

"I got a text from Luke this morning, telling me that you think David killed Craig," she wasted no time getting into it with her. Anna rolled her eyes, taking a seat in the empty booth. Alice followed, waiting for a response. She gave a quick wave to Kristen, giving her a fake smile.

"I do. Alice, you really don't believe that he is in some Special Unit, do you? They said David Collin's is dead."

"So what? What does all of this have to do with him killing Craig? Craig was shot. Didn't you say Zeke was being held in jail for carrying the gun that killed him? We have zero proof that David did anything," Alice said, trying to make her sister see.

"I took a picture of his phone to see who he was calling and Luke is looking up the numbers for me," Anna explained.

"He's not doing anything right now. He got into a fight at school. Mom and David are there now."

"Anna, we need you," someone called.

"I have to get back to work, we'll talk about it when I get home."

"I think I'll stay and have something to eat," Alice smiled wide. Anna rolled her eyes, walking over to the table that needed her.

Alice picked up the menu that laid on the table, looking at all the options of food. Pancakes, breakfast sandwiches, eggs, bacon, waffles. It all sounded delicious to her.

Her sister came back to her with her pad out, ready to take an order.

"I'll have chocolate chip waffles with bacon on the side and a glass of milk, please," she continued to smile like a dope at Anna, who was more annoyed than anything else. "Don't spit in my food, please. You love me, remember?"

"Yeah, yeah," Anna walked away to give the order to the cook.

She got her food, taking her time eating it. She didn't need to rush, she just wanted to bug Anna.

When she was finished, she noticed a tall man with a dark complexion come in with a frantic look on his face. He had a bullet-proof vest on and looked like he had just come from a shootout. He approached Anna, and asked if that's who she was.

"Yes?" she looked strangely at the man. Alice got up, "I'm her sister, what's the problem?"

"My name is Major Carver, Military Police," he whipped his badge and ID out quickly, "I need you two to come with me, please."

"Ok, what's going on?" Anna asked, confused.

"It's about David. He's not who you think he is. We need to go now." The very words rang in Alice's head like an alarm that wouldn't shut off. Her heart sank to the floor, and she stood there trying to process it all.

"Miss Peterson, we need to go," he repeated.

"Alice, come on," Anna shook her from her thoughts and she followed them to a car that didn't look remotely close to a vehicle that Military Police should be driving.

She sat in the back, looking at the floor. What the Hell was going on? Was this some kind of strange nightmare that she was having?

All along Anna was right.

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