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security drag me away, you do that, but otherwise, this is where I am."

"I'm not going to have security drag you away, Mr. Rosen," sighed Franklin. Then he looked up and saw Rosen's ex-wife, Sheila, approaching. "He hasn't budged, ma'am," he said. "You think you could talk some sense into him?"

"I haven't been able to talk sense into him in forty-two years," she said.

Realizing that trying to continue the conversation was pointless, Franklin turned away to find other patients to attend to. Considering the fighting that had been going on throughout the station, there was certainly an abundance of those.

Sheila stood there next to Leo for a time, and finally she said, "You're going to have to talk to me, sooner or later."

He couldn't even look at her.

"Leo ... from what I understand, it wasn't just you. The whole place went crazy. It was ... it was that thing that did it, that's what everyone is saying. Look, Leo, there's a lot of things that can be laid at your doorstep, but murderer... of your own brother, yet... that's just not one of them."

"If that alien thing did do it," Leo said softly, "all it did was... was open something up in me. Something that was already there, but buried. What kind of person am I to have something like that in me, even buried?"

"Leo," she said quietly, "you've spent most of your life doing nothing but blaming other people. Now you want to spend the rest of your life doing nothing but blaming yourself? When do you stop blaming and start living, Leo? Huh? When?"

He stared at Alex for a time without answering. "They said they rebuilt his heart, Sheila. Such an amazing thing that they can do that. Rebuilding his heart."

"I know."

"I wish," he said unsteadily. "I wish ... they could rebuild mine."

And he started
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