SURPRISE! Tehehehe. Didn't expect another chapter so soon did ya? ; ) I told you guys I had the next one already started!
Alright so I'm going to go ahead and warn you all, I only proofread this once. I have someone who normally reads these chapters before I post them but she's in Europe right now. So...yeah. I'm tired of reading over this too because I'm ready to move on plot wise. We're getting close to some really exciting stuff. -dances around-
I'd also like to mention that one of you almost nailed what was coming next on the head. See I have the first 9 or so chapters outlined and one person in particular suggested some things that I had phrased in the exact same way. It was both spooky and exciting because it let me know I was thinking like one of my readers. At the same time I hope I'm not making this too predictable.
The next chapter probably won't be up as soon as this one was. I have some other stories and artwork I need to put some time into before working on this more. Plus, after investigating on that wiki some more I realized some things I have planned will have to be tweaked some so I'm finding loopholes to where what I have planned still works.
But I rambled. In short much love and thank you all for reading!
~ Primal
P.S. WARNING! Science content this chapter X3 (aka I nerded out a little)
That had been an answer she hadn't been expected, at least not such an honest answer. She took a moment then, processing what he had just confessed to. He had been in New York…he had been there when the virus broke out...which meant...
"Do you want to...sit?" Morgan asked then, glancing to him carefully. He didn't respond but he did sit, hands still holding an article that he stared at blankly. Morgan would move to do the same though she chose to sit across from him. Now she was stuck, wanting to ask him about what he had seen, what had happened but she knew better than to snoop. That man was impossible to have a conversation with as it were and she had a feeling this was a topic that he definitely wouldn't talk about.
"So...its as bad as they all say it is.." She whispered then, not asking but rather stating a fact. Maybe that would help move things along.
"Beyond that..." Alex muttered, finally putting the article down. "Those news reports...these articles..." His voice took an angry and dangerous edge. "They don't even begin to cover it. They have no idea..." Morgan just nodded then, figuring the safest route would be to agree to everything he said.
"I actually…stopped paying it much attention after the first few months..." She said. "It sickens me…how all these politicians and news reporters just manipulate the whole thing to boost themselves…they don't even talk about the people or how it's effecting families. It's all on the politics." Alex snorted then and leaned back, eyes piercing through her.
"If you're trying to be all sweet and precious about this just stop." He growled. "If you want to know something just ask." Morgan cringed at first before nodding, trying not to react to his attitude and just inflame it more.
"What happened? And I'm not talking about all the cover up bull shit." She reasoned, leaning forward then and lacing her hands. She put her chin on them, eyes watching him as she prepared for a story.
"It's not just a simple story Morgan...it's lengthy and twisted." He reasoned, tone escalating some.
"I think I can handle it." She reasoned, eyes still watching him. Sighing Alex leaned back then, trying to think of a place to start.
"Before I even begin...you have to swear not to interrupt me." He reasoned, pointing a finger at her.
"Promise." Morgan offered, moving a hand to draw a cross over her heart. Sighing Alex thought back again, pushing away the voices that started to speak.
"First of all…it was all your beloved Gentek. They were the source of everything." He began. Morgan had to fight an eye roll, pretty sure this guy was a conspiracy theorist. "Redlight came first...that was the first project they started. It was in the late 60's...69 to be specific." Alex began. Morgan noted his eyes looked a bit fogged over as he spoke, almost like he was speaking from…another part of himself. "Hope, Idaho was the unfortunate test subject and practically everyone died. All except for one person...Elizabeth Greene..." His tone turned venomous when he spoke the name, leaving Morgan to believe this wasn't the last time she would hear about this women... "The military captured her and held her as their test subject until four years ago." Now they were getting somewhere. "By that time things had changed...they didn't call the strain Redlight anymore, rather it was called Blacklight." His eyes cleared a little more then and actually focused on Morgan. "Had I know what we ad been getting into…what we were making..." WE! What he…HE had worked for Gentek! Morgan opened her mouth, wanting to ask a million questions but she caught herself. His eyes narrowed, waiting for her to interrupt but she didn't. Closing her mouth Morgan rested back and waited for him to continue.
"It got out...it was let loose in the city and I was right there when it happened. I woke up on a morgue table with two goons about to slice me open. Ever since then I've been...like this." He sighed and raised an arm. The tendrils snapped around his arm, morphing it and soon enough each of his fingers was a long glistening blade. Again Morgan was tempted to speak but she let the silence settle in and just watched. So….he had been apart of it…he had worked on the disease that was going rampant in New York and, in theory, it had been home grown…. After a moment Morgan realized she was staring at Alex's mutant hand, the women coughing softly and turning her head away. She let her hand scratch her arm softly before she looked up and at him again. He was staring right back a her, eyes almost looking black. She gulped softly and ducked her head down, still not daring to speak. There had to be more to this story...how did he get here after all? His arm would morph back to normal then before he finally continued.
"When I woke up...I didn't have any memory of my life. Complete amnesia. So…for the next few weeks I worked on finding out just what had happened. That's when the consuming thing comes in...what I mentioned before..?" He prompted as Morgan nodded. How could she not forget him turning into another person? "Well there were certain...individuals...ones that held memories of what had happened and sometimes what had happened to me. So...I consumed them... That's how I learned most of the things I do, like Hope, Idaho." He explained. "I even hunted down Greene, Randal and McMullen…" The last name made Morgan's eyes widen some and even a tremor to run down her back. Alex raised an eye before chuckling. "Alright...what? What did I say?" He asked. Morgan assumed it was okay to speak then so she did.
"Erm…M-mcMullen…he used to run Gentek…he was CEO…" Alex nodded. "We…we were told he died in a helicopter crash…"
"I didn't kill him, I never said that." Alex reasoned then. "I just hunted him down…he shot himself like a coward before I even got the chance." He reasoned.
"But…Greene and that Randal guy?" Morgan asked softly. Alex just nodded then before resting back himself.
"Umm…can I just ask one question?" Morgan asked then, having picked this inquiry carefully.
"I suppose I'll answer one…" Alex sighed, almost sounding a little amused.
"Where did the Nuc come from?" Morgan asked, eyes daring to look at his again. She was surprised to see Alex look away, almost as though he was ashamed or something...
"The army brought it in on a carrier…if they didn't get the island under control they were planning to detonate it..." Morgan's heart spiked then, her mind on all the people who were still there at the time. All those innocents…But how did it get off shore? "Before it went off I stole a Blackhawk and took it out as far as I could…then I dropped it. It still went off but at least the city is still in one piece." He sighed eyes going back to Morgan. She appeared to be in a bit of shock though her next words would actually make him…almost smile.
"You can fly a helicopter?" She asked, grinning some herself. Alex rolled his eyes then and nodded before turning to look out a window. Well that...that had been startling...He had revealed more than she expected and left her with a lot to think about. Morgan would continue to sit, just thinking for a time before she did get up.
"I um...I think I'm going to go to bed...it's been a long day." She sighed. Alex didn't respond at all and just continued to stare out the window. "If you get hungry or anything…you can raid the kitchen." She offered, getting nothing from him but a shrug. "And I don't know what you do at night but you can sleep on the couch…there are blankets and pillows in the closet in the hall." Still nothing. With an eye roll she left then, planning to take a hot shower then collapse in bed. However when she reached the hall she stopped, remembering something she felt like telling him about…
"Alex?" She asked, looking back around at him. This time she managed to gain his attention and he turned to look at her. "There were...men...at work today…strange men.." He sat up a bit more in his chair. "I had to talk to our director and they were in there before I got there…"
"What was so strange about them?" He asked as he even turned in the chair to face her.
"Well…they were covered from head to toe in black gear. Some of it was like that armor some army people wear, they had the big boots to but…the thing was…they had really weird gas masks on. They were down right freaky looking if you ask me." She sighed as she rubbed her own arms some. Just thinking about them gave her the willies. She took another look at Alex then, a little surprised to see him on his feet and a little worried looking. "Were they…bad?" She asked then, watching as he moved over to be close.
"How many were there?" He asked, voice lowered as he talked to her.
"Just two."
"Do you know what they told him? Your director?" Morgan shook her head but then remembered.
"I don't know what exactly they said but...I think they were informing him about something. He told them he appreciated them letting him know and if anything was seen the men's commander would be told." She recalled, hoping that was all right. "Alex is there something going on? Do you know who those guys were?" She asked. The man just stood stiff, thinking about what on earth he could do about this…
"I'm going out..." He reasoned then as he sped towards the door. Morgan followed with a worried expression on her face. Something was going on and he wasn't telling her. "Lock the door behind me." He told Morgan as he reached the door. Again she just nodded, taking a hold of the door when he opened it and passed through. He headed on out into the dusk of the evening, looking on edge and a bit off. Morgan sighed, watching him go before she shut the door and locked it. Suddenly she felt more vulnerable without him in the house..
That night Morgan had trouble getting to sleep. Her mind was filled with images from Alex's story and those men she had seen at work. Something big was going on here and even though Alex had told her what he knew she still felt like she was missing something. After an hour or so of fitful tossing and turning she was able to settle down. Only when she was close to sleep did she hear the door slam downstairs. He was back and she was immediately awake again. For the time she ignored the fact that he had gotten into the house when the door was locked without a key; she just sat up and listened closely to see what he was doing. After awhile she thought he was going to stay downstairs but suddenly she heard footsteps heading up. For some reason her heart rate accelerated and she hurried to settle back in bed. She even went as far as to pretend to be asleep when the door opened. He hovered in the doorway for awhile, hesitating before he finally spoke.
"Are you up?" It was Alex though he sounded a bit off. Morgan sat up then, not even bothering to act sleepy.
"Yeah…you okay?" He didn't answer that and just moved into the room.
"Your bathroom downstairs doesn't have a shower..." Morgan blinked some and nodded.
"It doesn't...it's just a half bath...do you want to shower?" She asked. He gave a nod then and looked to the attached bath. "You can...though the extra set of clothes I gave you are downstairs..." She noted.
"I'll manage." He grumbled, moving then to head into the bathroom. Morgan let him go, settling in bed as he shut the door and turned on the light. She wasn't going to bother asking…he sounded rough. Plus now that he was back she suddenly felt exhausted. That coupled with the sound of the shower running soon helped her drift off to sleep.
The following morning went a little better than Monday. There was no angry Alex pouting at her door like before and the bathroom was actually in one piece. Heading down for breakfast Morgan was actually startled to see him where he was. The man actually looked like he was asleep and was in the change of clothes she had loaned him. It never failed to surprise her what he looked like when he was out of all those layers and hoodie. At the moment he actually looked peaceful, no scowl on his face or anger in his eyes. His hair was a bit messy and draped over his face slightly while his arm was pulled back under his head. Morgan actually had to fight a smile as she tip toed into the kitchen. She didn't want to wake him up but what was there in the kitchen she could put together without noise? Sighing she looked around and tapped her foot softly. Finally she turned to the refrigerator, procuring a cup of yogurt and then an apple from the counter. Smiling she headed back out, taking a seat at the dinning room table that was still covered in papers. As she ate her yogurt she looked over some of the old articles with a bit of criticism. With all that Alex had told her the reports did become a bit irrelevant, no wonder he had been so moody when he saw them. She jumped when the Tv suddenly came on; the remote hitting the floor and causing Alex and jump as well. She laughed weakly, watching as he sat up and hit the button to turn it off.
"Morning." Morgan said softly as she kept an eye on him. He ran a hand through his hair before groaning and leaning forward some. Was he sick or something? What had happened last night? "Are you okay?" She asked then as she stood up to get a better look at him.
"Fine." He growled, the tone making Morgan sit again. Okay so he needed his space. Wish granted. For the rest of the morning she let the grump do what he wanted which wasn't much. He changed the turned the tv back on and channel surfed before he rested back into the couch again. He was out by the time Morgan went out the door which left her wondering even more so about what had happened. However soon work was the most important thing on her mind and this time she was planning to have lunch with Cadence. However she was a little surprised that day since she didn't see the girl. Not when she arrived nor when she got to working in the lab. It wasn't until an hour before lunch that she finally saw her. Morgan was waiting on a gel to finish running, leaning against the desk by the device. Admittedly she could have been working on other things but she was going to wait for those last five minutes. Doodling on her clip board she looked up when she heard someone come in.
"Well look who it is! Ms. Overseer." She grinned. However Cadence didn't laugh or even smile, rather she kept a plain face and pulled out a pen.
"Hello Ms. Miller." She greeted, sounding way too formal for her own good. Morgan even snorted at the greeting since Cadence had never called her that. "So what is it you're working on right now?" She asked, coming over with her own clipboard to look.
"Oh I'm running a gel...this is for the Quickhatch project." Morgan explained. "Look Cadenece I know you have a new job and all but you don't have to act like this...it's me." She grinned. Cadence just ignored her though and pushed some papers around on her clipboard.
"I don't have you down for being a part of that project." Cadence reasoned with a harder tone. Blinking Morgan sighed and nodded.
"Well..no. I'm not officially on board with it but Dr. Vanner asked for my opinion on some things and I offered him my help." She explained. "See I found a new place to cut the code so we can test it on a gel an-"
"Well I have here that you're officially signed on to work on 5 other projects…I think your time and effort would be better spent on those. We don't pay you to not do your job." Who the hell was this! This wasn't Cadence! This women had a stick up her ass. Morgan just watched her in shock, eyes a bit piercing as she waited for Cadence to finish up. "Consider this an official warning. If you're caught working on other projects you will be suspended." She finished writing something on her clipboard then moved away, a bit of an attitude in her walk. Morgan watched her, a bit of a temper rising in her veins. Where did she get the NERVE! When lunch came around she avoided Cadence this time, not wanting to see her if she could help it. Was she mad because she hadn't gone out to celebrate the day before? That was childish even for Cadence.
Heading out for lunch she made sure to grab her work laptop from her locker, planning to do a little snooping while at the local dinner. Alex and brought up specific names of Gentek projects...she wanted to see if she could find them on the database. After ordering her meal she pulled the laptop out. Once she got a connection with the server and went through three password pages before finally getting to the search engine she wanted. Pausing she thought for a moment, trying to remember exactly what he had said. Something light…both of them were something light… Groaning she hit her head some, trying to remember but she couldn't. She turned her head some then to look out a window but on the way she noticed everything on the table. The salt and pepper shakers were there, the napkin holder, ketchup…
Redlight! That had been the name of one of those projects! She laughed some before turning back to her computer and typing in the name and hitting search. It took a moment before there was an angry buzz and the words 'Search Not Found' popped up. After turning down the volume Morgan started to think about, trying to recall that second name. This one came easier to her so she typed in 'Blacklight'. However just then her food arrived and the computer was pushed to the side. After nibbling on a few fries she turned back and went ahead and hit search. This time it was going to take longer for the search to go through so Morgan turned to her food. She would manage to eat about half of sandwich before her computer chimed.
"About damn time..." She sighed, turning to it and raising an eye. It had found something but in doing so pulled up one serious security page. She hesitated then, not sure if her Sector C clearance would get her in or not. If her clearance wasn't enough would the system flag her computer and get her into major trouble? Deciding it was too risky she hit cancel and logged out. At least she knew the name was right so some part of his story had to be true. Was it all true though? Could she really trust him? Part of her wanted to but everything just seemed….so outlandish. What more she was a scientist and nothing could be proven without evidence. Morgan would pack away the laptop soon enough before settling back in the booth. She let herself focus turn to lunch and Cadence as finished up her food. Something was up with that girl and she didn't know what but it could not last. Maybe a stern talking to her when they were both off work...somewhere were she couldn't actually get into real trouble. After all Cadence was first and foremost her friend and her acting like she had been was completely off her norm. Lunch ended soon enough and for the rest of the day Morgan hurried to finish her work. When she finally headed home she didn't get a chance to catch Cadence but figured it may have been for the better. Maybe the pressure of her new job had stressed her out or maybe her boss had been watching her?
When she got home she wasn't sure what she would find. She had never seen Alex tired before and he had appeared exhausted when she left that morning. If he was still out of it she was going to demand to know what he had done the night before despite what her self preservation voice was telling her. Once she was in the door she realized it was silent in the house again, not a good sign.
"Alex?" She called out, moving down the hall once she had removed her coat. There was a muffled groan from the living room which made her pick up her pace. On arriving in the living room she saw the man was still in the same place he had been when she left him only this time he was a bit more sprawled out. What more there were stains on the front of his shirt that Morgan didn't remember seeing before...they looked dark, almost black but they were red at the edges...
"Oh my god..." She hissed, rushing over then to look at him. She put a hand to his forehead which he managed to smack away. "Alex...oh my god are you okay? You...you look like you're bleeding..." She reasoned, moving her hand to touch one of the stains. He stopped her though, grabbing her wrist as he opened his eyes.
"Don't..." He warned, a chill running through Morgan. That was right...if...if he was infected...
"Well you can't just sit here and bleed out...what's wrong with you?" She asked, pulling her hand back then.
"I...I don't know..."
"Well you could start by telling me what happened last night." She growled, watching his eyes narrow at her tone. However he was in no place to argue here.
"Lets just say...I got shot...a little bit..."
"You got SHOT!" She gasped, getting up then. Ah hell what did he DO! What could she do! How was he even still alive...? There had to be four stains on the front of the shirt alone.
"Yes I got shot…for the love of god keep your fucking voice down." Alex groaned then. Morgan shut her mouth then looked away a little.
"Sorry...just...tell me what to do..." She reasoned as she got up on her feet.
"I...I don't know what to tell you. I normally heal back on my own and the wounds don't last but...they are." He explained before grimacing some. He was actually in pain...
"Well...when was the last time you ate?" Morgan offered as she moved into the kitchen. Would pain medication work on him? Somehow she doubted it would.
"Morgan will you give up on that? I don't need to eat!" Alex roared. Morgan however wasn't going to give up on it. Rushing she moved around the kitchen, slicing up an apple into five slices and getting a glass of water. She came back out then, finding it almost amusing he was acting like a whiny 5 year old. He was lying on the couch moaning and groaning though admittedly he was shot.
"Will you at least try it?" She asked, holding out an apple slice. Alex just glared then turned his head away. Yup. Five year old. "Alex you said yourself you don't know what's wrong. We might as well start somewhere. Now get your head out your ass and take the damn apple!" She snapped while shaking the slice at him. The man turned back to face her, eyes narrowed before he held out a hand.
"Fine...but it's pointless and it's not going to work. I don't need to eat." He reasoned as Morgan dropped the apple into his hand. He held it for awhile, eyeing it like it was some foreign object before taking the smallest bite possible.
"Uuggg...jack ass." Morgan growled as she sat on the small table by the couch. Alex smirked, swallowing down the tiny bit before taking a larger one. He had forgotten how good food tasted. He would actually finish the slice, making Morgan smile and offer him the whole plate she had made up. He sighed, ignoring her then until she put the plate on his chest.
"I can get you some peanut butter too...apples are great dipped in peanut butter." She hummed, a bit of an 'I told you so' tone to her voice.
"No thank you." Alex growled, starting on another apple. Morgan grinned some in the kitchen though. She knew he was beyond pissed but he had still said thank you. She would grab a snack for herself then before returning by his side. She was surprised to see all but two of apple slices gone.
"Thirsty at all?" She asked as she offered out the glass. He grunted at first and appeared to turn it down before he moved his hand to take it from her. Morgan smirked proudly then before handing it to him and resting back. She would watch him drink about half the glass and eat all the apples before she had to ask. "Are you feeling any better?" She asked, noticing that the stains on the shirt looked like they were drying now.
"A bit..." Alex admitted, handing her the glass back before sitting up. The room spun a little but not much so he counted that as an improvement. He sighed then and looked at the shirt before deciding to check the wounds. He pulled the shirt off and put it on the floor as he looked down at his chest.
There were four very red and sore looking spots but none of them were bleeding anymore.
"Looks like I was right." Morgan smirked. "I think eating helped." She reasoned as she moved to go get him something else. Alex just made a face, poking the spots before sighing. Why was it helping though? Why was this happening in the first place? He thought about it as Morgan fetched him more food, this time coming back with pretzels and more apple slices. She set them on the table before moving to sit on the other side of the couch. He took another slice and started to chew before he sighed and had to say something.
"I don't understand why this is helping though...I've never had a problem before. I've always been able to heal right up." He sighed as he glanced to Morgan.
"Well...you're not exactly in the same place as you were." She pointed out. "When was the last time you really had to heal?" She asked then as she nibbled on some pretzels herself. Alex had to think for a moment, trying to remember the last time he had seriously gotten injured.
"The last serious injury I had was probably with the Nuc...I was caught in the blast and the only reason I reformed was because of a crow. I consumed it and was able to come back in one piece." He said as though it was no big deal. Morgan's eyes were wide though, not able to imagine what he must have looked like…
"So wait...whenever you've been really hurt you just consume someone and you heal up right?" Morgan asked once the shock had worn off. Alex would nod and continue to watch her, having a feeling she was onto something. Morgan continued to think for a moment before looking at him again.
"When was the last time you consumed something?" She asked. Alex had to think about that one, leaning back on the couch some before coming up with an answer.
"Probably right before I left New York so...a few months ago?" He offered out. It wasn't an exact answer but it was the best he could do. It seemed good enough too, Morgan nodding some before smiling a little.
"Alex I think that may be it. You're only able to heal up because you consume people." She explained. "By consuming someone you're able to absorb everything in their body, nutrients and all and more importantly…the amino acids you can't make yourself." She explained. "So because you haven't consumed in so long your cells and the virus that's affecting you hasn't been able to function right. Hell I'm shocked your cells are still duplicating. After all when your cells multiple the-"
"Some of the genetic code is cut off in the process I know Morgan I get that. I'm a geneticist too." He snorted. He smirked then too, this one almost seeming...happy.
"Well then you understand then. Because you haven't been supplying yourself with the amino acids you need to redo the code you've been weakening for months. That's why you couldn't heal." He was almost still a normal person. After all that was why all living creatures had to eat.
"Well it's about damn time you figured something out about me." Alex smirked then as he relaxed back.
"I'll take that as a thank you..." Morgan growled before smiling some. "So you're going to have to start eating again because you agreed not to consume people anymore." She reminded as she looked at him. He sighed then and waved a hand as he started to ignore her again. She just smirked then and rose to start thinking about dinner. "Oh…and what about that shirt? You stopped me earlier…" She reasoned as she looked at it.
"Oh...well...I figured you don't want to end up like me." Alex reasoned as he picked up the shirt. "We should probably burn this…" He added.
"Can you take care of that somehow? I don't have a place to burn things..." Morgan sighed then before receiving a nod from Alex.
"I'll handle it later tonight." He assured as he moved to get another shirt. Morgan nodded then and let him go while she went ahead to start cooking.
As the night continued to pass several things happened. Morgan would cook a rather nice dinner and secondly she started running some scenario's on her computer. With what she had figured out that night about Alex she had a few new theories on how to cure him.
"How long will they take to finish up?" Alex asked as he looked over her shoulder.
"A few days..." Morgan sighed as she leaned back in her chair. "It has a lot of data to process and there is still some unknown factors that could mess up the whole program. We'll have to be patient with things for awhile." She explained before glancing back at him. Since he had eaten he had been in a much better mood, something she was beyond thrilled with. "So if you can, just check on it from time to time during the day. If the power goes out or anything we'll have to start over but that's not exactly something we can control." She added. Alex gave a nod then and moved back to sit.
"I'll keep an eye out." He assured her before turning his eyes to the TV. For safeties sake they had left it on the Discovery channel for most of the night. As he focused on it Morgan got up, stretching some before moving into the kitchen. She made herself a bowl of ice cream before offering to make him some too. He turned it down as she suspected but it was worth a shot. He had eaten the dinner she had made and thus resulted in his chest healing right up. Once her dish was made Morgan joined him on the couch, not really watching the show and mainly just thinking about bed. However, like he never failed to do, Alex spoke up rather suddenly and startled her.
"Who is he?" He asked, the bowl in Morgan's hand almost slipping from her grip.
"Who is who?" She asked as she looked at him.
"The man in the photo's with you...the army one." He explained. Morgan smiled some at that but her eyes glassed over some.
"Oh…that's my brother Conner." She answered, noticing she seemed to have surprised him some. "He joined about 5 years ago." She added. Alex nodded then and looked down to the clothes he was wearing.
"Are these..."
"His? Yeah...they are." She nodded. "He would come and visit so he just bought some clothes to leave here." Nodding Alex began to get a little on edge wondering...did he still come around… After all he and the army didn't have the best friendship in the world…not that Morgan knew that.
"Does he...still come visit?" He asked, watching as her eyes started to water some.
"No..." She mumbled softly, her thumb running over the rim of the bowl. "No he...he um..." She cleared her throat some. "He went missing about 4 years ago…right after the outbreak actually." She told him. Well that didn't make his unease go away at all. If he had been in New York then...there was a chance…
"Oh..." He nodded some then, silence falling once more. He noticed that Morgan wasn't eating anymore and her eyes looked dangerously close to spilling over. "I um...I have a sister..." He said then, wanting to do something to get this…twisting, unpleasant feeling in his stomach to go away. Morgan looked over at his words, tentative and listening. "An um...younger sister...Dana."
"Where is she?" Morgan asked then, voice still quiet.
"New York." He sighed, eyes going to the floor. "She helped me…when it all first happened…she was helping me find out who was responsible…what had happened…" It was difficult to think about her, to remember…
"Is she...-"
"I don't know...she...she got hurt. She got hurt thanks to me and I took her to a friend I trusted. He was a doctor who was working on the infection in the city but...I never had a chance to go back and see if she was really okay. Things just...got out of hand..." He sighed, running a hand through his hair. Morgan nodded some then, giving him a weak smile. She almost put a hand on his shoulder but stopped herself, remembering how he had reacted earlier to her hand on his head.
"I bet she's fine…you know they started letting people off the island…I bet she's out of there now." She offered. Alex just shrugged, not saying much and starting to close up again. Morgan noticed and so she moved to put her bowl away in the kitchen. It had been a hell of a day and especially night so she was thinking both of them needed to rest.
Once the kitchen was clear she headed back out and started for the stairs.
"Again…kitchen is open and blankets are in the closet." She informed him as she pointed it out. Alex gave a nod then before starting to stretch out on the couch. Morgan started up the stairs then, mind on a bath but she did stop for a moment.
"Night." She called, not expecting a response back. Alex didn't speak but he did give a wave, Morgan smiling just a little. Hey…it was better than nothing right?