“I wasn’t meaning ... I’m sorry Will, I didn’t imply that I expected you to...”Fuck. Once again, I had said something too rashly, and upset ...omeone.“Fiona, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to imply that’s what you were thinking. Got a minute? Can we talk privately?” I said to her, pulling her to one side and leading her to the rear of the backstage area.We sat down on some crates, and I took hold of her hands.“I’m sorry I said things the way I did,” I said to her. “I’m just trying to get my life back. John figures we'll make two stops along the way to refuel and eat. If we get tired or see something interesting, we'll stop." You make it sound like you'll just pull in to a roadside rest area. Now we'll really be worried," Rose said."Don't be. And when Whitney calls tonight, don't let her know. It's a surprise."I was a little worried that John would be intent on flying straight through and I still wasn't confident in my ability to pilot the plane that far. I hadn't soloed yet and hadn't flown. I felt that this would have to do for now.“So who’s the doctor then? Were they being assholes to him too?” Stacy asked.“Nah, he’s one of the assholes. He was dumb enough to visit me in my room. Don’t worry, I own his evil ass now,” I replied with a sarcastic snort.“But Jake! I must protest! I am not evil! I had no desire or designs to harm you or your loved ones! I am a man of science, and as a scientist, it is my duty to discover and learn all that I can in my particular field of study, which. He, or rather *she* was allhomo sapiens-female, complete with the "right" internalplumbing, at least as far as she'd been able to discern fromthe secretive exploration of what was "down there" she'd doneearlier with "her" finely boned and slender fingers. A coughing sound broke through his near fugue. Blushingfuriously at being caught checking herself out, Matt gavehimself a stern mental shake back to the present beforeturning his face back Bob once again, "As all right as I canbe expected to.