Snippet #1542050

It was one of the few mornings that Meredith actually spent the night at her apartment in the city. Most nights she stayed in her private dormitory on site, but yesterday, she felt the urge to get away from the white walls and florescent lights for a few hours. Urges like that were rare for the doctor, mostly she wanted to stay wrapped up in her work and be as close as possible to the children, subjects. Each time she stepped away, she found she was always anxious to return. Possibilities of breakthroughs that could have happened in the hours she was gone nagged at her thoughts as she entered the secret government area, flashing her identification card when needed.

After what seemed like an hour, she was finally back in her small, neutrally decorated office. Stacks of files were still exactly where she had left them, each neatly labeled with the initials of the given names of the experiments. If opened and flipped through, one would find pictures, test and lab results and dozens of pages of notes on each. On top of the pile was a folder marked with the initials A.M. Unloading her bag and other belongings she slid on her silver framed glasses and carefully picked up the top file. Alex would be first this morning. Before leaving her office, she slipped something into her lab coat pocket and headed down the hall.

Minutes and many ID procedures later, she stepped into the Godlike’s hall nearly bumping into two of her associates. High heeled feet came to a stop beside Lloyd as Erik disappeared down Zero’s entryway. The female’s appearance was notably neater than both of the men. Her hair was pulled back into a sleek pony tail and her tailored suit skit and shirt were pressed and fitted perfectly under her flawless white coat. This may simply be due to the fact she slept in her own bed last night, for there has been times when the guys would see her in a college sweatshirt, hair a mess with a pencil both in her mouth and hair laboring over file after file. In front of the subjects, however, she liked to keep it as professional as possible.

“Lloyd,” she said as a form of greeting, as green eyes trailed from Erik’s back to the man beside her. Meredith tended to steer clear of the typical ‘How’s your morning? See the game last night?’ type of work-talk and dove right into business as usual. “I’m going in to see A.M., Alex, first. “ This bit of information was also logged by the monitors sitting at the circle desk. The subjects could be extremely dangerous. Men were always on standby in case things turned sour while researchers were alone with them. Luckily, Meredith had yet to have any issues. There was something she had been eager to ask, “As you know, I went off site last night. Anything I should know about?” This meant, of course, did anything happen while she was out.