"He was back down the stairs soon afterwards. As soon as she saw him,Mary grabbed him and started to kiss him. The last two items for thedishwasher ...ere left unloaded, as getting to bed seemed to be their mosturgent need. Their lovemaking, in stark contrast to the previous night,was bliss.It was obligatory that they made an early start in the morning,especially as the idea that they would plan things the night before,hadn't seemed so important at the time. The cover story they were. He hadn’t looked at the time yet, but it must have been early, the sun was low in the sky and the sand still felt cool beneath his feet. Sophia’s excited cries reached him from where she played at the water’s edge, and he watched her hop up and down as the cold water lapped at her feet. She loved the sea. Every morning when he woke she would already be throwing her night clothes off, pulling on her swimming costume on and sprinting down to the beach as fast as she could run. Andrea would be. So, what happens, next?" The doctor said I probably have a nasty contusion on my brain, but nothing that won't heal. They're going to hold me overnight and give me some neurological tests in the morning. If I ace them -- they'll release me." Let's hope so. Oh, God, Monica..." Tears began flowing down his face again."Reid -- please don't make it worse." She wiped tears from her eyes. "I don't want this to change anything between us." It does," he sobbed. "You asked me if I was ready, willing and. ."THIS WILL BE YOUR LAST TREATMENT WITH THE WHITE LIGHT." The voice was cold and mechanical. "TAKE THE OBJECT ON THE PEDESTAL, AND PRESS IT AGAINST YOUR ARM."I did as I was told, trusting that they didn't want me to come to any harm. There was a slight prick, and liquid fire started to spread from the point in my arm where I had just injected myself with something. I watched as my veins became visible under my skin, and the pain spread. What have they done to me? I cried out mentally."DO NOT BE.