  ZOE POV
  &quot;Well, Miss Sukoshku, I d say you re all clear to get out of bed and start exploring the Underground,&quot; Sasha s main doctor declares, &quot;just so long as you don t do anything stupid.&quot;
  &quot;Thank you, Doctor,&quot; Sasha smiles. It s that pained half-smile that means she s violently conflicted inside, as she has been since she started being conscious for more than fifteen minutes at a time, a couple days ago. Nothing Rika or Drake or I have said to her seems to have made much of a difference, and I m damn worried about her.
  &quot;Doctor, would you mind giving us a list of activities you would define as stupid for someone in Sasha s condition?&quot; Rika inquires, professional and no-nonsense as ever.
  &quot;That won t be necessary, Doctor,&quot; Sasha argues. &quot;Just…do you think it s safe for me to do a bit of training? Not all out, but just to try a

  DRAKE POV
  &quot;Wasn t expectin  t  see ya up an  at  em so soon,&quot; Commander Baryshnikov remarks to Sasha once his heavy steel office door clangs shut behind us. The office itself is nicely furnished, with a large antique desk, brown leather couches, and framed abstract art, but the lack of windows bothers me. I m sure it s for security reasons. But how far underground are we?
  &quot;I thought our plan requires me to be in optimal condition, Commander. I simply wanted to see how far in the future that might be,&quot; Sasha answers smoothly.
  &quot;I already told ya, you outrank me now. None o  this 'commander  nonsense.&quot;
  &quot;Old habits die hard. And we both know you re in charge here.&quot;
  &quot;Not so much that I could deny yer demand that Drake join us.&quot; Baryshnikov sends a cold glance my way. &quot;Care t  explain why ya invited him?&quot;
  &quot;I find it

  DRAKE POV
  &quot;Have you even moved since I went in there?&quot; Rika demands as she comes out of Sasha s room to find me sitting in the hallway outside.
  &quot;Yeah, I went and sparred with the guys a bit. Great training area down that way a bit,&quot; I gesture down the hall. Rika s been visiting Sasha almost as much as I have. I never thought I d be cool with a vampire, but this WASP techno-wizard is something special, as is Zoe. Sasha s got a good team, a tight little pack of her own. &quot;And I got food and a nap.&quot;
  &quot;Glad to hear it. You re no good to her if you don t take care of yourself.&quot; She looks me over with those deep, unsettling black eyes. &quot;You re probably not getting the full benefit of the Underground, spending all this time here, though.&quot;
  &quot;I ve met some of Samson s people. This place is incredible. I ve wanted to be a part of someth

ZOE POV
  &quot;Well, Miss Sukoshku, I d say you re all clear to get out of bed and start exploring the Underground,&quot; Sasha s main doctor declares, &quot;just so long as you don t do anything stupid.&quot;
  &quot;Thank you, Doctor,&quot; Sasha smiles. It s that pained half-smile that means she s violently conflicted inside, as she has been since she started being conscious for more than fifteen minutes at a time, a couple days ago. Nothing Rika or Drake or I have said to her seems to have made much of a difference, and I m damn worried about her.
  &quot;Doctor, would you mind giving us a list of activities you would define as stupid for someone in Sasha s condition?&quot; Rika inquires, professional and no-nonsense as ever.
  &quot;That won t be necessary, Doctor,&quot; Sasha argues. &quot;Just…do you think it s safe for me to do a bit of training? Not all out, but just to try and sharpen back up?&quot;
  The doctor glances nervously between the three of us. &quot;Well. I d

Chapter 47 Anything Stupid