Thanks for the encouragement X. I spent hours writing and rewriting that chapter. I also spent lots of time reworking this one. My daughter is a little upset at me that I wasn't playing My Little Pony with her.

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When the door closed behind Six, Holiday sank onto the bed shakily. Seeing him and Rex had almost been too much. She thought that there would be nothing else in the world that can hurt her anymore but apparently she was wrong. Her Six had always told her that she was too soft and that the world would eat her alive. Well, she showed him. She was the one still living while... Holiday stopped. She couldn't go there. She stared at the closet. In her minds eye, she saw a row of her old lab coats lining the hangers. Memories of the past, of happier times, came unbidden to her mind: Rex at his surprise party, Six bringing her coffee, Rex stealing a suit from Six for the prom. A sob rose from her throat. She ran to the bathroom and splashed water over her face.
Stop it! Stop it! That life is over. Get a grip! She chided as she rubbed her face so hard she was sure she took off two layers of epidermal cells. Turning off the water she held her dripping face over the sink while panting.

"I have to get out of here." She whispered into the room to no one in particular.

0o0

Six found Rex in his room playing video games.

"Watch out behind you. You're surrounded." He yelled into his headset. "No, no, don't go left. I'm going left."

Six looked questioningly at Bobo who swung from his hammock reading a magazine.

"Playing CS:GO with Noah." Bobo answered without looking up.

Six turned back to Rex who seemed to be going into convulsions.

"Go, go, go!" He yelled ecstatically. Six waited impatiently for Rex to finish.

"Can I help you Six?" Rex asked when he finally glanced up from the game.

Six wasn't sure how to start so he chose the direct way. "Holiday seems different."

Rex put down the controller. "You're not kidding. She's like another you but more mood swing-y."

"Yeah, chicks are always unpredictable. I blame hormones." Bobo said turning the page of his magazine.

"No, I mean she's cold, short tempered." Rex said sadly. "Not like our Holiday."

"No." Six quietly agreed.

But Rex continued. "There are things that are definitely still Holiday..."

Six raised an eyebrow. "Like?"

"Well, she pushed you out of the way. So it's obvious she still cares. She knew about the tack on things before Caesar could even say anything, so she's still smart. And did you see her take on that Evo? Man, it was amazing." Rex sighed. "No down that cold hard exterior Holiday is still Holiday. I'm not going to let a little thing like that keep me from enjoying what little time I have before she goes home. I really miss her and it sounds like she misses us too."

"Maybe you, but not me." Six muttered.

"Oh come on Six, she misses you too."

"How do you know?" Six frowned.

"Well, because it's Holiday. It doesn't matter she's gone commando. Deep inside she's still Holiday." Rex went back to his game.

Six thought about that. Then he wondered how Rex had gotten so much wiser the last few months.

"Thanks kid." Six left.

"Hmm? What was he thanking me for?"

Bobo shrugged. "I dunno. You humans are weird."

Rex looked briefly at the door before looking at the screen "Augghh! Noah you were supposed to watch my back!"

0o0

Six walked down the hallway to the cafeteria. Entering he went straight to the coffee station. Making a cup he walked through the hall. Stopping at her room, he knocked. There was no answer. He tried again.

"Yes?" Her voice sounded annoyed. He almost smiled at the familiar sound. Rex was right he was too busy seeing all the differences that he forgot the similarities.

The door slid opened. Her frown dissolved when a cup of steaming coffee was held in front of her face.

"Is that for me?" She looked at him in surprise.

"I believe so, since there is no one else here. I suppose I could drink it but it would be poor form."

The corner of her lips twitched. Just like it use to when she was trying not to laugh at one of Rex's antics.

"Thanks." She accepted the cup. Taking a sip she arched an eyebrow. "Sugar and milk?"

"Two sugars and a touch of cream." He corrected.

"Hmm, I drink it black now." She said

"Would you rather I bring you another?"

"No, this is fine."

They stood awkwardly at the door.

"Well, thank you. Good night Agent Six."

"The name's Six. It's always Six to you." Six said in low rumble.

"Right, good night." Her eyes cast on the floor. She quickly shut the door.

It wasn't perfect but it was a start. Six turned and walked away with lightness in his step that hadn't been there in a while.