"Trek we're not stalking him. We're just tracking him." **
** "Face it Jenny, Erica's more fun than you at a party." **
** "'kay let's move in fast and take 'em out."
"Right. Before they have a chance to get organised."
"Right, right, right... that and the new season of the Real World starts tonight." **
Jenny didn't know whether tio laugh or cry at the memories.
"He looks so young," she said.
Kyle gently squeezed her shoulder in support.
Jenny sat down and gently picked up Trek's hand.
"Hey," she said. "We're all here for you." All except Erica, she added silently.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Trek opened his eyes, stretched and stood up. He frowned. Where was the underground garage, the bomb damage, the team? He looked around himself and found he was in his room aboard Sky One.
"Now how'd I get here?" he asked himself.
"You really don't want to know," a voice behind him answered.
Trek turned around, his eyes widening as he saw the person behind him.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It was late. Most of the Sky One staff had long since gone to bed. Erica made her way down through the garage. No-one greeted her. Erica knew no-one, not even Kat, was talking to her. They didn't know why she had run off rather than go in to see Trek but they didn't like the fact that she had. Beast was particularly angry, thinking that she'd upset Jenny even more.
Erica stopped in front of Plato, Trek's black Honda Blackbird. The bike, as always, was gleaming.
"Plato?" she said, her voice quavering.
There was no answer and the screen behind the bike remained blank.
"Plato?" Erica tried again.
The AI still refused to respond.
"Plato, please. Please talk to me." Tears sprung up in her eyes again.
"He hasn't responded since you brought him back here," a voice behind her stated.
Erica spun around and found herself facing Gil, one of the Sky One mechanics.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice taking on its usual sarcastic tone. Gil wasn't usually known for his dedication to his work and spent most of his time trying to avoid being in the garage.
"I couldn't sleep," he shrugged. "Figured I might as well get something useful done."
Erica was taken aback and her face registered her shock.
"Look," he said. "I like Trek. Hell it's hard not to like him. It's hard to find anyone on Sky One who has a bad word to say about him. Except for Alex of course."
Erica found herself getting curious.
"Alex?" she asked.
"Yeah," Gil laughed, a little shamefaced. "One of the other mechanics. But that's just 'cause Trek broke his nose."
