[1995]

James woke up with a groan, shaking his head.

What had just happened, and why did he feel like somebody had thrown him into a pool or something from a rather high place?

And then he blinked, as David came over and slowly lifted a canteen to his lips.

"All the Universities are safe now. We think."

James nodded tightly, and swallowed some fo the water.

"Thank goodness. How's Zero?"

David shrugged.

"The last time we heard, he was safe. So is Dr Clark - She's with Team Alpha, now. I'm not too sure about Dr Peter Clark, though..."

James nodded - He didn't care overmuch about Dr Jane Clark's ex- husband, otherwise known as He Who Steals Our Funding, to be honest.

And then David grimaced.

"'George' seems to have dropped off the rader, though - Nobody seems to have caught a whiff of him for at least three days."

James groaned - He didn't like thinking about that particular clonesib, frankly. What if insanity was actually genetic? Perish the thought.

James nodded, and bit his lip.

"So now - The only problem we have left is Outer Heaven."

David nodded again.

"It seems like it, yeah."