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doctor who was slowly being helped to his feet. Phillip snorted. "I'll get on the radio."
    The man hurried off to make the call as Alex stepped up behind Theresa. She didn't seem to notice his hand on her shoulder or the gentle squeeze of reassurance. Theresa watched the mother and son, her own tears streaming down her face.  

CHAPTER FIVE
    Conspiracy Revealed

    "How's the doctor doing, doc?" Alex had stopped at the infirmary to check on Dr. Cahn after his unfortunate run-in with the woman survivor. She had clocked him so hard, Dr. Cahn had trouble remembering his name.  
    The nurse at the front desk smiled and chuckled. "Dr. Cahn? Oh, he's fine. Been up and about -- against doctor's orders -- checking medical charts and giving the rest of the medical staff grief over their care of the patients."
    "Sounds about right," Alex smiled back. "How about the woman survivor we brought in? Her and her son?"
    The nurse's smile disappeared. "We don't keep survivors here. They are over in Z block..."
    Alex interrupted her with a wave of his hand. "Yes, yes. I know the procedure. I also know this was a special case. Nurse...?" The young nurse looked around to make sure no one was watching.  
    "Nurse Saunders," she said.  
    "Nurse Saunders. I am in charge of the military training for this facility. I know that there is a secure room in this building for special cases." Alex smiled wider and leaned in closer. "I'm also the one who brought them in."
    The nurse looked around again, checking once more for anyone within earshot. She resigned with a sigh and looked back to Alex. "She's not good, sir. They've got her on suicide watch twenty-four seven. Not really for her, but..." She shook her head. "They're worried she'll hurt the kid."
    The smile had faded from Alex's face to be replaced with concern. "Thanks Nurse Saunders."
    "Becky," she said quickly. "Becky Saunders."
    "Thank you, Becky. Do you know where I can find Dr. Cahn?"
    Becky smiled and gave out a small chuckle again. Not many people laughed these days, and Alex found himself enjoying the few times he heard it. "Dr. Cahn is probably in the recovery room, hovering over the patients instead of staying in his own bed. Through those doors." Becky pointed to a set of double chrome doors which looked as if they had seen many people pass through. "First right. He'll be in there, no doubt."
    Alex's smile returned and he patted the desk. "Thank you." Alex quickly passed through the doors, turning right as the nurse had instructed him. As he approached the door, Alex could hear the unmistakable voice of Dr. Cahn. Apparently, he was engaged in a heated debate with someone.  
    "Listen, Dr. Cahn," an exasperated voice said, "I know you are just trying to help, but..."
    "But you are wrong," Dr. Cahn cut in. "This patient..."
    "Is recovering fine." The younger doctor cut him off. "And Dr. Cahn, you need to remember you are a patient here too. I appreciate your help, but..."
    "But nothing. You are..."
    "Dr. Cahn," Alex called, catching the man's attention. Alex smiled and waved the doctor over. Cahn looked back to the young man and pointed a finger at him.  
    "I'm not done with this," he threatened and turned to walk away. The young doctor rolled his eyes and returned to his rounds. Alex was laughing by the time Dr. Cahn had crossed the room.  
    "You know they can handle this, right? It's what they do."
    "They aren't doing it right," Dr. Cahn snapped.
    "No, they aren't doing it your way," Alex quipped. "Let them do their job, doc. We need to talk."
    The two men left the room, walking quietly for a moment before Dr. Cahn who broke their silence. "I don't know much about the woman," Cahn began. "I know that's what you are going to ask. She's on suicide watch, in quarantine until she is cleared. The watch is really for the boy, though. They're worried she might hurt him in the state she's in." Dr.   Cahn shook his head and looked over at Alex. He wore a pained expression on his face. "I'm more