[Paradise-IV] SD970102.02 PL (Cmd. Caitlin Blake)

[Paradise-IV Logs]

Cait sat at her desk going over all the data gathered from the scans and monitors she had on folks. While she could now tell when one of the ‘episodes’ occurred she still couldn’t predict them. There was something missing in the data and damned if she knew what.

 

Rubbing tired eyes and yawning, the doctor picked up a scan and began going over it for the umpteenth time. Sleep had been short and what sleep she had gotten had been punctuated with nightmares, then the constant fight to keep that alternate self from getting the upper hand, tired her out even more. It figured her counterpart would be as damn persistent and stubborn as she herself was.

 

There comes a time when the body’s been pushed to its limit and all the will in the world can’t conquer its needs. So it came as no surprise that Cait’s eye lids grew too heavy to keep open and she drifted into sleep. This was just the moment Cait Brody was waiting for. The insane woman launched her attack against the defenses Cait Blake had erected around her mind. Chilling visions of torturing people in the name of medicine, the sight of millions dying from a virus she engineered, all the pain, all the grief, anger, hatred and most delicious of all, the fear and terror that was instilled in those Cait Blake came in contact with, rolled through her mind’s eye. One part of her realized what was happening and tried to bolster her defenses. The rest of her started crumbling. How could she do these things? All she ever wanted to do was help people, not hurt them! She could never again touch her daughter or her husband with these hands that crafted death as an artist sculpted a master work. That small part that was still fighting locked onto the faces of her husband and child, holding tight and using their love to anchor her to her own reality.

 

Some would say it was a classic battle, good versus evil, light against darkness, Jedi versus Sith. But the good, the light, the Jedi isn’t always the winner and Caitlin Blake could feel that dark world growing more and more solid by the moment. The grip on her anchor seemed to stretch to the breaking point.

 

“Cait, wake up! You have to wake up!”

 

A sharp pain to her face, then another. It took a moment to realize that someone was slapping her face. Cait groaned and got her eyes open, looking up to thank Janet for stopping that nightmare and looked into her own face. Her mouth opened to scream.

 

Commander Caitlin Blake

CMO Paradise IV