Happy Monday.

SPOILERS - this week - David makes plans, Griffin makes a discovery and Gabby makes trouble.

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David was dragged by his minder back to the cell he shared with Erica and Bianca. He'd had a patronising dressing down from Mr Campbell and he knew he'd used up the last of his luck. It would take them maybe a couple of day to get his equipment requests together and after that he didn't have many options left.

David got up from where he'd been thrown to the floor and brushed the dirt from his clothes. The room was dark and there was only a pale orange light coming on through the dirty window from some kind of street light outside. Erica was curled up asleep in her bed. The captivity was taking its toll on all of them but he was glad Erica was finally able to sleep.

"It didn't go well then." said Bianca quietly. She was sat up watching him.

"No it didn't." said David. He took a seat at the end of her bed. "How's it going with you?"

"Well mom's finally getting some rest which is a good thing."

"I asked how you were doing."

Bianca gave him a long sad look.

"I'm scared. That's how I'm doing." she said quietly. "I'm scared I'm not going to see my girls again. I'm scared that I'm going leave Marissa not knowing how much I love her. I just want to go home."

"We all want to go home." he said softly. "And I want to get you there in one piece."

David sighed and stroked her cheek in a comforting gesture and was surprised by the heat he found there.

"Do you feel hot?" he asked.

"Yeah a little, but it was freezing earlier." said Bianca.

David felt her brow.

"I think you might have a temperature." he said. He looked around the room. "I need some light in here."

Feeling guilty that his movements might wake Erica he walked over to bang on the door.

"But I feel fine." said Bianca. "A little tired maybe…"

"But I want to be sure…"

He thumped louder on the door. There was no response except for Erica groaning and rolling over; pulling the covers up over her head.

"It doesn't look like they're coming." said Bianca.

David sighed and felt her brow again.

"Are you sure you feel alright?" he asked.

"I'm just hot." said Bianca. "It's actually a nice change from freezing in this room."

"Even so, maybe you should try and get some sleep."

"I've been sleeping all day." insisted Bianca. "I'm more interested in what you meant by wanting to get me home in one piece?"

David looked guiltily down at his hands.

"We've run out of time." he said. "In few days I'm going to have to come up with the cure."

"A few days?"

"At most."

He took her hand.

"They want me to try the treatment I attempted when you were suffering from nerve damage. The treatment they sabotaged. I'm not sure how much it will affect your condition but I know it won't harm you."

"So back on the operating table." said Bianca with a nervous swallow.

"If you well enough." said David. He was worried her temperature could mean an infection.

"But this time," he added encouragingly, "It's going be me doing the operating. You'll be in safe hands. But I want to ask you this question, do we give them what they want and hope they'll be merciful or do we see how long we can trick them into keeping us alive?"

"You have an idea?"

"I've already told them I won't be able to do this in the time they have given me. Now I can give you as close an approximation to my Orpheus serum I can make in these primitive conditions and it's going to have to be close because they are going to check; but they're not the only ones capable of sabotage…"

Bianca frowned.

"It sounds dangerous!"

David sighed.

"I know that, but I'm running out of ideas. We can't just give them what they want; they will kill us when we are no longer useful to them."

"So sabotage…" said Bianca with a resigned sigh. "You had better explain your plan in detail…"

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