down. âExcept I donât have any.â
âIâll go down and borrow from the cafeteria,â said Abby, rising. âIâll update Dr. Bakshi on the way.â
Tess shot her a pleading look, but Abby was already on her way out the door.
Ross and Tess stared after her.
âHow do you feel, Dr. Caufield?â he asked without turning.
Eyeing the slinky nightgown again, she thought about how it had felt to lie pressed against his body. Safe. Warm. Interesting . âI think you might as well call me Tess.â
âHow do you feel, Tess ?â
âMy head hurts. I feel heavy.â She drooped back against the window, sighing. âI feel lucky. How is Jake?â
Ross sank down at the kitchen table, about as far away from her as he could get in the studio apartment. He stretched his legs underneath, crossing his ankles. She noticed he had long, bony feet, like hers.
âA little twitchy. Wretched about what he did to you. Wretched in general, I think, and really confused. He told me he killed himself, back on his Earth.â
Tess sat up. Professor Goffâs subjects had died right before the destruction too. It had seemed like too much of a coincidence not to be related somehow to their dislocation.
âAt least Iâll get another chance to talk to him,â she said, rising from the bed and pulling the blanket around her. She scanned the room for her clothes.
âYouâre going now?â asked Ross.
Her gaze settled again on his face. A little of the old resentment flared, but things had changed now. She owed him her life, and she could no longer so easily dismiss him.
âAfter I shower and have some breakfast.â
He frowned. âYouâre sure youâre up to that?â
âDoes it matter? Itâs my job.â
Her instincts warned her not to let him see her eagerness. He wouldnât view her near-death experience as the breakthrough she did. Jake had recharged without killing her. It was possible. She had to find out how. And before he faded, theyâd have to do it again. It was the first real hope for addressing this crisis.
Ross moved from the table to the couch and pulled on a pair of well-worn basketball sneakers. He lifted a laptop bag from the coffee table.
âWeâre in agreement you stay outside the lab?â He paused a beat, gripping the shoulder strap. âThe agents have orders not to let anyone in.â
âWeâre in agreement,â she replied. For now.
He nodded. âThereâs something I need to do. I wonât be long.â
âRoss,â she said, arresting his movement toward the door, âI want to thank you for getting me out of there. And forâ¦â She couldnât help glancing at his pillow. âFor everything you did to help.â
âYou donât need to thank me, Doctor. I was assigned to protect you. Itâs my job .â
There was nothing uncivil in his tone, but it dropped the temperature in the room. He left, closing the door behind him.
She rose on shaking legs and walked to the coffee table, where her clothes lay folded in a neat pile. She carried them to the bathroom, dressed, and washed her face. She was bone-tired, like sheâd been down with flu. Catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror, she gasped at the stripe of white in her hair. She ran her fingers through it and tucked it behind her ear.
As she straightened, her eyes moved over Rossâs thingsâtoothbrush, shaver, hair gel.
She exited the bathroom and headed down to the lab, leaving the shower and breakfast for later. Grateful as she was for what Ross had done, she wanted some time alone with Jake.
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