After a while she wiped her eyes, stood up and walked back out through the door. Moving quickly and purposefully now, she glided through the corridors. Suddenly her communicator bleeped. Erica pressed a button.
"Yeah?" she said quietly.
"Erica, where on earth are you going at this time of night?" asked Dante in his clipped British tones.
"Just to see a friend," Erica answered.
"Oh," came the reply.
Coming to the door she wanted, Erica quietly slipped inside and sat down in the chair near the bed.
Trek was very pale and there were various tubes, wires and bits of machinery surrounding him. An IV slowly dripped into his arm. Erica gently brushed his hair back from his face, trying not to disturb any of the equipment. She noticed the white dressing that covered the wound on his temple.
"Hey nerdboy," she said quietly. "How are you doin'?"
After a long pause she sighed.
"Well I guess this is gonna be a pretty one-sided conversation. Listen it'd be really nice if you could wake up right about now. Everything's such a mess. Plato won't respond to anyone and Kat's a mess without him. Beast's gonna do something nasty with one of his weapons if you don't wake up soon and all the other guys miss you."
Erica paused as more memories hit her.
** "We all know how hard it is for a guy to break into Erica's quarters." **
** "Come on! You know... undo a few buttons, stick your butt out and talk in that 1-900 number
voice of your... the stuff you always do.
"I don't always just use sex! I have an entire repertoire." **
Erica sighed again.
"I miss you too," she said.
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Kyle walked down the corridor to the infirmary and entered the room where Trek was. The first thing that caught his eye was the figure sleeping in the chair by the bed, her blonde hair draped across her face like a curtain.
"What the...?" he whispered.
"She's been there all night," Domino said quietly. "She only fell asleep about an hour ago."
Kyle looked down at Erica and smiled.
"Let her sleep," he said.
Quietly he left the room and went to get himself some breakfast.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Trek looked up from playing with his daughter. Caitlin was about three and absolutely delightful. She was incredibly bright and inquisitive with her mother's long black hair and his bright blue eyes.
He noticed his grandfather watching him and began to stand. Annie looked up at him.
"Don't worry. I'll be back soon," he said with a small smile.
Trek made his way over to the old man.
"Shall we go for a walk?" his grandfather asked.
