Smiling a wide smile, Alan closed his eyes as the fatigue from working on everyone finally caught up to him. <No, I don’t have to kill you.
The older man that the younger had called doctor was staring straight ahead seeing something that only he could see. “You remember before we left the last time? I may not seem like I care mother, but I do far more than I thought I would.”
Sighing herself Angelika caressed Alan’s face, “I know my son, though I feel the same every time you go against them. You just need to practice more. I especially don’t want to after I worked so damn hard to get you where you are. I have detailed…> The doctor was thinking. Go my son we’ll talk later.> The doctor’s thoughts said.
“You know of course I am standing right here!” A slightly irritated Truda told Alan with her hands on her hips.
“You all have to remember that the power can be removed as easily as it was opened.” Alan advised them.
