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so we can gather more data there. This should also give you a few more minutes to recover.”
    Jemma nodded. This, she didn’t feel like arguing with. She knew she was probably making faces as the drug kicked in, but the expansion still felt bizarre, her mind growing beyond what her head could contain.
    Jack wasn’t immediately available when the drug kicked all the way in, but he joined her just a few minutes later. When Jemma glanced at the monitor, Dr. Harris turned it enough so she could see that their connection was showing. She didn’t see any sign that Josh had added the threatened ability to read exactly what was being said.
    “Jemma, are you okay?” His voice held concern, affection, and frustration.
    “Mostly. I’m functioning, at least. They’re not giving me that new drug again yet.”
    “But they are giving it to you again? Jemma, you have to find a way to stop them.” Jack sent urgency that came just shy of panic.
    “I’m not sure I can, but they’ve adjusted it, made it so I shouldn’t react that badly again. But Jack, it had some side effects they can’t have known about.” She closed her eyes to keep from looking toward the scientists, knowing she would look guilty if she did. “I think it was just supposed to boost my abilities, right? Or at least my awareness of them, or something like that. What it did, though, was make it so I could actually read minds, surface thoughts.” She felt acknowledgment and mild disbelief from Jack. “And what I found out was that the cure is already completed. They’ve already adjusted it, and it’s ready to go. They just don’t want to use it yet because they still want to study us.”
    The anger she’d been restraining bubbled up, and she knew some of it seeped through their connection. She felt an answering surge of it from Jack when he responded. “They’re still risking us, still risking everyone, just to keep testing for their little experiments?”
    “I don’t think everyone knows.” She pictured Dr. Harris, his comment about her helping people. “I think it’s just the ones who do the work in the downstairs lab, where they take me for scans and where they had me after I passed out.” She felt a wave of nausea as she placed some of the speech patterns of one of the voices she’d felt while more unconscious than not. “I’m pretty sure Josh knows.”
    “Of course he does, that sick piece of shit.”
    “Who’s a piece of shit?” April chimed.
    Jemma jumped. She hadn’t felt her join the conversation. She narrowed her focus to Jack. “Were you trying to send to more than just me?”
    “No,” he answered. “But I wasn’t trying to limit it. Maybe it’s more like a chat room than a conference call.”
    She let her focus expand again. “Josh, one of my scientists. It turns out the cure is ready and just needs to be administered to one person to affect everyone. It’s in a fridge somewhere, here. I overheard him talking yesterday after I passed out.”
    “One of your scientists can Talk?”
    “No,” explained Jemma. “It’s a little more complicated than that. That new drug, it had some interesting side effects.” She explained them again for April.
    “You’re sure you weren’t just imagining things?” April asked.
    “Pretty sure, yes. I knew I was about to get pain medication right before I did, and a few other things just fit.” Jemma hesitated. “Make sure you don’t mention it. I don’t think they know what it does.”
    “Of course not. This means I can go back to ignoring them when I feel like, right? I mean, if they already have the cure, I can refuse to cooperate without being responsible for killing everyone.”
    Jack answered before Jemma could. “How do they react when you don’t cooperate?”
    “They mostly just ignore me. Leave me in my room longer, give me food they know I don’t like, that sort of thing. It’s usually worth it.”
    “You should do what’s right for you,” he sent. “Just make