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“This way,” he says once he’s back at my side

He hands me the second volunteer jacket, and I put it on as he leads me down the hallway Each door is painted a different color We stop in front of an orange one, and Adam knocks twice When there’s no response, he pushes it open

A tiny girl lies in a hospital bed with a dozen tubes co out of her Her head is shiny and shtly open Her se of the covers as she breathes slowly My heart clenches; she’s so young, so tiny, so innocent I’ll never forgive Lynne for what she’s done, but seeing her daughter like this helps ht so hard to save her

Adam moves beside the bed and opens the Doctor Who lunch box he brought He pulls out one of the three doses of the cure we found on Lynne’s body and hooks it up to the girl’s IV

“I’ll have to coht to do the second one,” he says as he steps back “It has to be delivered over three days, one dose every twenty-four hours”

“But it’ll work?” I ask “She’ll be cured?”

“I think so It seeoes back in for tests, but I can already tell she’s a lot better”

“Good” Lynne’s daughter shouldn’t have to pay for her ures out how to make the cure, he’ll be able to save even more lives It took Adam ten years in that other future, but noon’t be burdened by grief or trying to figure out who killed us He can focus on his destiny

“How much does your ot an experi and she wasn’t allowed to ask how I’al, but so far she hasn’t asked too many questions”

The door opens and an older woman asks, “Who are you?” Her eyes are red, like she’s been crying, but she looks exactly like an older version of Lynne with darker hair Her uess

“We’re volunteers,” Ada on her”