Cozy room

Dr. Hawks listens to Hope with respect and nods to her. "I'll have one of the nurses show you to his room. It will be in a separate building than this to start out, based on the evaluation we received from both you and Mr. Reese."

Turning, he waves one of the nurses over. She was a little heavyset with black skin and long hair done up in attractive cornrows that were pulled back into a ponytail. She smiles brightly at Hope. "Hi, I'm Jenny." She cocks her head and looks to Scott. "Hello, Scott. It's nice to meet you." Even though she didn't receive a response, she holds her smile, very used to this kind of thing. Looking to Hope again, she gestures down the hall. "Please, come with me. It's just a short walk."

Scott was still tempted to turn and run, no matter how friendly these people pretended to be. His legs barely wanted to walk though, let alone run, so it wasn't even an option. No... he'd lost this battle. He was defeated, and his body language proved it.

Jenny leads the way down the hallway, past several rooms, then through a bright glass tunnel that led to the next building. This one was warmer with carpet instead of tiles and comfy furniture instead of waiting room chairs. Scott can't help but look up just a little bit to look at everything. There was a large foyer, but it felt more like a living room. There were open doorways that led to other rooms yet to be seen.

"In through there is the kitchen," Jenny explains, "and down there is a lounge and right around the corner is a library." She stops for a moment, looking at Scott again. "And you can go wherever you want, okay?"

Scott looks back at her dimly. "I want to go home."

Jenny's eyes have an extra kind look to them. She'd had a lot of practice with this, but her compassion never diminished. "I know. And you will. But for now, you have the run of the grounds, okay?"

Scott looks back at the floor. He really didn't care. He didn't want to go anywhere else around here anyway.

Jenny gives Hope an encouraging nod. "Follow me." Still leading the way, she takes them up a flight of stairs to the second floor, then another flight to the third. There was an elevator a little ways away, but most people in this area used the stairs.

There weren't too many rooms on the third floor. It was quieter here. Some doors were open and a few faces looked up as they passed. Scott felt so uncomfortable that his dizziness worsened. Trudging behind Jenny, they reach the last room. Opening the door, Jenny motions inside. "Here we are," she welcomes cheerily.

The room was bright with two windows. A few small paintings were on the wall, and the bed was made up with a comfortable-looking quilt. A small nightstand held a little lamp and there was a dresser with four drawers and a mirror hanging above it. A small closet was in the corner and an empty shelf ran along one wall for whatever the occupant wanted.

Jenny glances to Hope and Scott again, then back to Hope. "I'll leave you two to get settled. Scott, I'll be back later to tell you everything you need to know, and I can give you the grand tour when you feel up to it, okay?" Scott doesn't respond, but she smiles anyway and nods her farewell, leaving the room.

Scott wanders to the bed and sits down for a moment, then leans over onto his side, bringing his feet up to curl into a ball. "You can go now," he mumbles.


Alec winces again as Ryan continues to clean and bandage his face. "It's the way it works," he responds. It sounded as though he were talking with rocks in his mouth - it felt like it, too. "They don't trust anybody. If I've been with the Agency, Reese will think I ratted out the Elite. Agency die-hards will get themselves beat up just for show. Not to mention, even if Reese thinks I'm legit, he'll say I led them straight back here and they'll be waiting again for a good shot at his agents."

Leaning back a little, his arm is still wrapped around himself. "I don't even have any information," he mutters. "I was blindfolded from the getgo. All I know is I found my way from the east side of town."

He closes his eyes, trying to ignore the pain he was in. "I can't go back... they won't believe me."