If she were thinking rationally, Faye would have immediately realized that her roaming about the ship on her own was a very bad idea, not the least because the crew didn’t yet know the truth. But she wasn’t thinking clearly and her mind was rather muddled at the moment. Between the revelations from the imposter, to the weight of the secrets her mother had shared with her, to the very real torment of being in that cell for the two days, Faye had reached her limit.

Fortunately for her, she didn’t encounter anyone as she made her way up to Deck 5. Then again people weren’t expecting to see her so they probably wouldn’t have thought much of it until after she passed by them anyway.

Slipping into her quarters, she exhaled the breath she suddenly realized she had been holding. Closing her eyes, she tried to steady her breathing, focusing on the expansion of her chest and the deflation of her belly when she let the breath flow back out. It was an important pause before she then set off to her bedroom, her muddled mind fixated on the one thing she knew was absolutely necessary: they had to rescue Leroy.

~Faye Calloway