strange.”
“Where was she from?”
“Near the ocean.”
Kaitlyn wanted to ask so many questions, but was afraid it would make her black out again.
“Kaitlyn!” a voice in the distance yelled.
Kaitlyn jumped to her feet and looked around. Her sensors analyzed the voice patterns. It was Lucas, and he was over two hundred meters away, but moving quickly. His voice sounded strained, out of breath.
A few moments later, he came into view. “There you are. Thank goodness. We got an alert that one of your sensor’s shorted out.”
“I’m okay. I felt funny and then sort of shut down.”
His eyes searched hers. “What were you doing at the time?”
“Just talking to Quess.”
Lucas narrowed his eyes and looked at Quess. “What were you talking about?”
“It’s not important,” Kaitlyn said a little too sharply.
“The hell it isn’t.”
“What, you don’t monitor what she says?” Quess jumped up and put her hands on her narrow hips. “You have cameras all over the place. I kinda figured you knew every word she said before she said it.”
“It’s not like that,” Lucas said flatly. Kaitlyn noted that there wasn’t much conviction in his tone. His blue eyes turned back to Kaitlyn. “Kate. Please tell me what you were talking about. We need to figure this out. There must be a glitch somewhere, and we need to have it straightened out before your unveiling.”
“Right. We can’t have your precious project breaking down, can we?” Kaitlyn said coldly. Of course, that was more important to him. Did the kiss they shared mean anything to him?
“Kate, there are ways we can find out, but I don’t think you want us to do that, do you? Professor Adams will also have been alerted to the shutdown. He’s probably already at the lab scrambling to figure out what went wrong.”
Her body stiffened. She knew he was right. They could give her truth serum drugs, maybe somehow go into her history file data. Or worse.
“Fine, we were just talking about my past. Happy?”
“Your past?” Lucas raised an eyebrow. “Exactly what about your past? What do you know about it?”
Kaitlyn hesitated. She didn’t want to give up information on the man from her dreams, especially after hearing what Quess had found out about him and the ‘shrine’. Even after all this time, he hadn’t let go.
And regardless of the kiss, Lucas’s main concern was clearly the project.
“I was telling Quess that I’ve been having dreams about the ocean.”
“The ocean? That’s it?”
“Yes. Dreams of me swimming in the ocean. Why would that cause me to short circuit?”
Lucas ran his hand down his jaw line and looked away, lost in thought. “Are you sure there isn’t more? I don’t see why that would have caused you to short out. Have any other memories surfaced?”
“I have no memories, Lucas. You and Professor Adams took care of that.”
He stared at her for a long time before finally conceding. “Maybe it was just a random glitch. We’ll do more testing in the morning.”
“Of course you will,” Quess spat. “That’s all you do to her. Why can’t you just leave her alone?”
A look of hurt crossed his beautiful face. “Let’s get you both back to the dormitory. Quess, I don’t know if it’s a good idea that you spend time with Kaitlyn anymore.”
Quess glared at him. “Well, good thing that’s not up to you.”
Kaitlyn gave her friend a comforting look, and then took Lucas by the arm, leading him away from her friend. She leaned forward, speaking quietly. “Lucas, please don’t take Quess away from me. She’s the only person that talks to me. I promise I won’t bring up anything about my past again. Just don’t take her away.”
His eyes softened. “I’ll see what I can do.”
“Thank you.” She wanted to throw her arms around him, but that would not be appropriate behavior. Her mind raced. So much had taken place in such a short amount of time. She wasn’t sure how she felt about the new information regarding her past, or what was going on between her and Lucas.
If anything.
Chapter Twelve
They screwed up. Somehow, they screwed up.
“How is this even possible?” Lucas muttered to himself as entered the dimly building.
Not only was Kaitlyn exhibiting emotions, she was experiencing memories. Neither should have slipped through the robot’s overrides. He couldn’t believe the way she had kissed him. He had never felt so wanted or needed in his life. If anyone felt emotions, it was Kate.
But what if her feelings got in the way of her job? She was designed for a very