Falling Skies Invasion Alone

Lee

Matt had given me a scarf. I don't know where he got it, or who he got it from but he had given me a scarf. I guess it was in apology for the way he behaved and the whole blowing up a house that, turns out, was supposed to be one of the rehoused ones.

I tucked my chin into it. I was outside, sitting in wreckage with Pope, Crazy Lee and Tector.

"What I don't get is why we're sitting out here when the bubbleheads have told us that there's this crazy safety perimeter set up around us? Why are we here if nothing can get in?" Crazy Lee questioned, twisting a piece of wire around and around and around.

"Well, Cassie's the spokesperson for that species of alien, she should know." Pope tilted his head towards me, baiting me into reaction.

I just rested my head back on the brick wall I was leaning up against. "I told you guys before. Apparently, our attack of the reactor spiked their attention. The Espheni are regrouping and the Volm are saying that they're gonna come back bigger and better than ever."

It was weird being in their group. Normally I was put in groups with people like Ben, Hal and Maggie, Anthony, Tom and Weaver. But Ben was with Denny, and Hal was in physio so I volunteered to stay with a miniature version of the Berserkers. It wasn't as if I didn't trust them, I did. But I was just more in sync with the others. I had nothing to worry about through, it was pretty quiet.

Matt interrupted the conversation between Pope and...well anyone who was listening.

"What have you got for us?" Pope caught the brown bag that Matt tossed.

"Coffee and cinnamon buns." Matt perched on the rock beside me. I looked up at him and held my hand out for the batteries he was delivering.

"You're gonna make one hell of a thief one day kid." Pope laughed, digging into his food.

"Oh great. Give the boy high aspirations." I rolled my eyes, replacing the batteries with a quick click. Matt handed me my own little brown bag. Confused, I looked inside it to see a mini muffin.

"Oh sweet!" I exclaimed and pulled it out. "Where did you get that?"

"Jeannie gave me it to give to you." He said.

I broke off a bit and threw it in my mouth, before pulling my jacket even tighter around me.

"How come you get special food and I don't?" Pope narrowed his eyes at my food.

I wiped my mouth and brushed the crumbs from the hollows of my scarf. "Because I'm nice and you're not."

Lee's movement to leave took Pope's attention from me. "Craze, take your snow tyres."

I watched in confusion as she rolled her eyes and bent down to get what looked like a heavy rubber waistcoat. "Snow tyres?"

"Yeah." Pope stretched his legs out. "Not everyone is as indestructible as you are, superwoman."

I ignored his comment in favour of my delicious mini muffin, literally savouring the taste of every crumb. I knew being nice to people was always the right thing to do. It came back in many ways. The best of which was food.

"She's old enough to be your grandmother, kid." Pope's voice interrupted my day dream love affair with a baked good. I looked up to see what he was referring to and laughed when I realised. Matt was craning to get a look at Lee.

"In what land is she old enough for that? Maybe where you come from in your white trash trailer park but not in the rest of the world." I snorted.

Lee shouted over to Pope, telling him to give Matt a break, that her peeing was probably the most exciting thing he's ever seen.