Lana cracked an eye open wide enough to see it was too early for her alarm to sound.
Amused, Lana tossed off her coverlet.
Lana suppressed a sigh.
Lana smiled and stepped aside.
Lana nodded and stepped away.
The Peak was abuzz with activity when Lana arrived several hours later.
Lana shook her head, wondering what kind of man thought of chocolate at such a time.
The employee was peeved when his boss wouldn't let him leave work early.
"I'm here, I'm here, Elise," Lana mumbled.
Computers hummed, the sound enough to lull Lana to sleep nearly every shift she spent alone in the vault despite the sleep replacement supplements—known as anti-sleepers—she took.
"It just doesn't make sense to me," Lana began.
"Probably," Lana responded, turning away from the map.
The door behind Lana slid open.
Lana studied the general.
Lana almost sighed in relief.
Lana grimaced internally at the thought of dealing with the crazy man who should've been running the command center instead of her.
Lana brought up the energy grids.
Lana hesitated then went on with a frown.
Lana shivered as she stepped into the cold night.
Lana waved to them in greeting as she reached the barracks.
Lana tucked the microcomputer away, gazing at the valley again.
Lana, see what's broken.
Lana had never seen this error message before.
Lana programmed her micro quickly to mirror the messages and set it to work decrypting the encoding.
Elise's voice pulled Lana from her work.
Lana twisted, grimacing when her neck cramped with the simple movement.
Elise held out a meal bar, which Lana accepted.
"Lana, get your anti-sleepers and meet me in the commander's quarters," General Greene called, poking his head into the hub.
Lana smiled as she turned her attention from the conversation to the screens around her.
Lana waited until the others in the center left and stood before the titanium-reinforced glass in front of the keypads.
Lana glanced towards the door and sat at a small table nearby.
Lana leaned her elbows on her knees, staring hard at the wall.
Lana reached into her bag and pulled out her personal vault.
Lana jerked, afraid she'd been caught, before she realized Elise was calling over the command center's channels.
Lana asked in surprise.
Lana asked impatiently, standing.
Frowning, Lana remained before the screen even as the blond woman disappeared.
Elise's news of the PMF fighting alongside her forces wasn't something Lana expected to hear.
Lana crossed to the screen and touched it, bringing up details of the attacks.
"Larry, this is Lana at the command center," she said, forcing her attention back to the communications center.
Lana neared, forcing her gaze away from the three bodies as she waited.
Lana watched him, at a loss at what to think of his reaction.
Lana glanced at her micro, which still worked on breaking through his messages.
"Turn that off, Lana," the general ordered in a softer tone as he glanced towards a woman manning the screen on the left.
"Lana, walk with us," the general added.
Lana is my right hand.
Both Lana and the general turned icy, less-than-impressed looks on him, and for once, Brady was glad he couldn't speak.
Lana smiled faintly, meeting Brady's gaze again.
Lana cried and shoved away.
Elise lowered her laser as Lana blocked her shot and approached the man named Arnie.