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my place next to Elizabeth. She gingerly
places her hand on Liz’s leg, her touch so light that Elizabeth
doesn’t even open her eyes. I hold my breath, watching as she
inhales deeply and begins moving her hands slowly down the right
leg, pausing over her feet, than repeating the process on the left
leg, and continuing up to the abdomen and chest where she stops,
and cocks her head to one side, studying the area with a perplexed
look.
    “Well hello Squirt—I’m glad you’re home,”
Elizabeth says, waking up to find Claire at her bedside. “Did Ali
ground you until eternity for leaving?” she asks. Claire smiles in
response and carefully lays her head on Elizabeth’s chest, looking
up at me with large brown eyes full of confusion.
    “No, Ali didn’t ground her for leaving,”
Alisha announces irritably, and we all look up to find her and
Jason standing in the doorway. “But I’m tempted to—I just don’t
think it would be fair considering that it was Ronan who put her up
to it,” she accuses. I start to argue the claim, then think better
of it, keeping my mouth shut in a silent admission of guilt.
    “Elizabeth, how are you feeling? Can you
wiggle your toes?” Jason asks, moving to the bedside. Before she
has a chance to answer, he says, “Squeeze my fingers,” and holds
two fingers from both hands out in front of her. She slowly obeys,
wrapping her hands around his two fingers. He looks over at Alisha
and gives a slight nod of his head, and she silently comes up next
to him, extending her two fingers out in the same manner.
    “C’mon Liz, you can squeeze harder than
that. Squeeze. Squeeze. Squeeze,” she commands in a soft, low
voice. Elizabeth grips her fingers tightly for a few seconds then
her arms fall limply by her side.
    “Liz, you’re getting weaker. You need to be
transported to a medical facility. I’ve contacted Bernie and she’s
on her way to get you,” Alisha says bluntly and in a way that I’ve
come to understand isn’t meant to be calloused, however often is
interpreted as such. Liz’s eyes go wide with fear, but before she
has a chance to say anything, Alisha turns to me and says, “I don’t
know who the two strangers are that you brought back with you, but
I would like them out of this house before Bernie comes. There’s no
way to explain their existence, without telling her
everything.”
    I acknowledge her with nothing more than a
slight nod of my head. Sophia and Dr. Emerick could be hidden in
the guest house easy enough and in my opinion were the least of our
concerns.
    “Alisha NO!” Liz moans, looking to me with
pleading eyes. A single tear spills over her lower lid and slowly
trickles down her cheek. I’m relieved when Jason speaks up;
reassuring her in a calm soothing voice that she’ll be in good
hands, Bernie will make sure of it.
    “ Claire, can you try one more time?” I ask in desperation. I hate putting pressure on her in this way,
but having experienced her healing energy first hand, I’m convinced
she has the ability to clear the virus from Liz just as easily.
    “ Ronan, I don’t know why, but I think
she’s blocking me,” she replies catching me off guard with the
claim.
    “ Blocking you—in what way?” I ask,
trying not to sound doubtful. Her brows furrow and she sighs
deeply, taking several seconds to formulate a response. She still
has her head resting on Liz’s chest when she says, “I can feel
my energy trapped right here beneath my head.”
    “ Okay, we can work with Liz to unblock
it,” I reply with relief. It seemed like a problem that could
easily be fixed and I’m about to explain the situation to Elizabeth
when the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs causes all of us
to turn expectantly towards the door. Alisha makes an audible low
growling sound displaying her displeasure when Austin comes in
carrying Dr. Emerick.
    “Now’s probably not a good time, can you
please take doctor…” I start to say before Alisha jumps all