So, I re-read this story the other day and decided to continue it 'cause it's actually quite good and deserved better then that crap ending I put. I hop you enjoy!

"Hey Sylar!" I smiled brightly as I entered the cafeteria, Sylar running up and jumping on me, making me fall down with laughter. "I know, I know you missed me. Now get off you lug nut." I said pushing him off and standing. I looked around, making sure Bones, Jim or Spock weren't around. It was hard enough trying to get out of sickbay unnoticed. I'd rather not go back. I shifted my arm in the sling, wincing a bit. McCoy was able to get rid of my throbbing headache and small cuts, but I still had a large gash on my shoulder from where Nero dug a knife into it and as slowly as he could moved the 3 inch blade. Along with some normal gashes, sprained wrist and a gash on my thigh, I was absolutely fine.

I walked over to counter and started to push the materlazer for a PB&J with a coke. I limped over to a table and began to eat, relishing in the taste of real food after 2 days of being on that ship without food, and another day here eating some hydro bullshit McCoy fed me. "I thought I told you to stay in the sickbay hobgoblin!" I froze, sandwich to my mouth. I looked up slowly, only to sigh and put the sandwich down.

"You scared the shit out of me Jim!" I shook my head as he laughed, sitting across from me and stealing half of my sandwich.

"So, why aren't you in the sick bay?" he asked as I went to take a sip of my soda, but he took it before I could, drinking from it.

"Ugh, because it's boring and the food is crap. And listening to sick people is annoying." I said, snatching my drink back as he smirked. "How's Spock doing?" I asked, only to have him raise an eyebrow, making me roll my eyes.

"Just a few stitches to his head. He's been talking with the other Spock about new Vulcan." I nodded, thinking that was why he hasn't been to see me. "How about you?" he asked, giving me a once over.

"Oh, well besides being in a shit ton of pain, nightmares about being trapped on that hell hole of a ship and a nasty feeling something bad will happen, I'm as dandy as a dandelion." I said easily, but when I didn't hear him say anything I looked up and my face fell. "Jim." He was looking away, and I set my sandwich down. "Jim, what's going on?" He sighed and looked at me, sending shivers down my spine.

"It's your father." I shot up at that, the chair falling backwards as I began to pace. "He was somehow able to escape in a pod before the federation infiltrated his ship. We also found Nero and his men were dead, and some of the Arkitian crew were missing." I laughed without humor, shaking my head as I stopped, my back to him.

"Fan-Fucking-Tastic." I muttered.

"I need to know if you over heard any of their plans? Something to give us a clue?" He asked and I sighed.

"All I knew was that they took me to lead you guys into a trap." I said and he sighed.

"Don't worry Alex. We'll find him." With that he left, and I slid down a wall, letting hot tears roll down my face. It was just one thing after another and I couldn't handle it anymore.

"Alex?" I didn't look up at Spock's voice. I didn't want him to see me like this, not when I'm so weak.

"I'm fine." I muttered, trying to hide my sniff. I heard his light footfalls, then saw his feet.

"You are a bad liar." He murmured, grabbed my chin and making me look up at his face. He stared at me with fathomless brown eyes, and I shook my head, getting up and pacing again.

"He escaped." I shook my head. "The bastard escaped. After everything he put me through!" I slammed my good fist into the wall. "Why can't I ever win!" And again. "Why can't I have the pleasure of being able to live a life without fear?" And again. I stopped, breathing hard. "Why does he do this to me?" I asked more quietly. Spock held onto my arm, making me close my eyes as tendrils of lightning shot through me. As me pulled me into a hug, I dug my head into the crook of his neck, thinking he was the only good thing in my life right now. He rescued me from myself.

"We will find him." I shook and leaned back some so I could look at him.

"You don't know that." I whispered. His brows came together as he put a lose hair behind my ear.

"For what he has caused you, I won't allow him to run free for long." I smiled and kissed him. It was slow and reassuring, our mouths moving together in sync.

"I love you." I whispered against his lips and I felt him smile slightly.

"I love you too." I shivered in his arms, still not use to THE Spock, being so open. Maybe things aren't so bad.