@barefootwithneonhands, happy belated Merry Christmas. I hope you had a good one. I was your PNWS Secret Santa! Here is your present 1 of 2 (or 3).
@surely-you-jess,I’m tagging you too.
Alex Reagan Moodboard: Season two sleepy Alex edition. With a half a ficlet.
“Alex have you kept your dream journal like I asked you last session?”
Alex gave a reluctant nod. “Yes, it’s still an audio journal, but Doctor. I don’t remember making some of these entries that I keep finding on my computer the next morning. It’s like it’s some other me making them.”
Her doctor nodded, writing down something on her notepad, before looking back up at Alex. “I know we’ve discussed this before, but, Alex, have you considered giving up this project. These Black Tapes? I think they’re doing you more harm than good.”
Alex, bit back the automatic denial that she wanted to say. She swallowed the words that wanted to tumble out of her mouth, about how she couldn’t give this up, about how it felt like if she didn’t keep digging into this mystery that she’d drown. She couldn’t leave it. She really couldn’t. Instead: “I’ll think about it Doctor. I promise.”
Alex had never been more certain that she’d never do any such thing in her life. She wouldn’t give up on the Black tapes until she’d found out how and why all of these different puzzles and mysteries were connected. But they were connected, she could feel it in her bones.