Torie was still smiling. Even Sharp couldn't bring her mood down. "I'm pregnant. That's one of the reasons why I collapsed. Too much stress, dehydration, lack of food, plus the meds...was too much for my body to handle. Unfortunately, that I also means that you need to be around more. With anti-resistance after me, I cannot and will not put my child in danger. At least none that I can actively avoid."
Janie nodded. "Somewhat. The Program is after Ella and all of us will be da.mned if they take her. We want you to help her instead because you will help not mask her symptoms."
"Exactly. The resistance puts everything out. So translucent. We, however, have a major following, mainly adults, but that's ok. Locke. Come here." Drayden replied.
Locke, a young boy about 14, came over. "Yes ma'am." He said, in his high pitched voice.
"Get Quinton here a change of clothes and show him to a bunk."
"Yes ma'am. Please, follow me."