[Jacob]

Sykes: "Yes, immediatly."

Sykes was speaking to the Doctor who had relieved Cornesh the time he had caught him dancing for the babies. The Doctor seemed alot more calmer this time though, he wore no gloves and was alot less tense. They were situated in Sykes' office, the Doctor sat on one of the chairs which were available. He was leaning back on the seat, his arm stretched out to the desk which Sykes was sat at and his fingers drumming on the polished surface.

Doctor: "Wvhat is the reason, may i ask?"

Sykes seemed a little taken back by this question, the answer seemed immensly obvious.

Sykes: "Isn't it obvious, Janek? They're defects. Capable of nothing but shaming our race(!)."

Running a hand through his dark hair the Doctor merely smirked and then replied.

Janek: "But, technically they are not our race. If wve keep them alive, heh, and they stay alive. Wve could use them to test some of our wveapons on...no?"

He looked at Sykes, stared at him, eye to eye. The Grey eyes of Janek were like bullets when he had a plan. Sykes sat back and scratched the back of his head.

Sykes: "Its-Its a possibility. But Silak said to destroy all of the defects...kill them before anybody finds out wh..."

He was cut off.

Janek: "Yes, yes, yes. I'm sure he did say many things. But, are you not the founder? You should be the one wvho dictates wvhat and wvhat does not happen during this project. And also, you have me wvatching over things. Wvhat could go wrong, heh."

He smiled, revealing his dull grey gums. Sykes gave a faint smile and a thoughtful expression crossed his face.

Sykes: "I...I suppose you have a point. Well, well ok. Why not. However, if anything goes wrong. Even the minutest thing, im going to make sure you get the blame...is that clear?"

Slowly raising himself off of his seat Janek nodded. He held out a nail-bitten hand for Sykes to shake.

Janek: "Crystal."

They shook hands and then Janek made his way towards the door, stopping suddenly he turned to Sykes.

Janek: "You know, i could probably do more good and make sure things are going alot more smoothly if i was promoted."

The Scientists head turned to face the Doctor. A bemused expression on his face.

Sykes: "And what would you like to be promoted too, may i ask?"

Smiling the doctor stepped slowly towards Sykes.

Janek: "Nothing too major...something like...Consultant?"

Standing Sykes rolled his neck, small cracking sounds of the bones could be heared and then he slowly stepped around his desk to close in on the Doctor.

Sykes: "Deal."

The word was cold and yet thankful, Sykes' hand shot up to meet Janeks, and they both smiled. Knowing that they both will be getting something they want very much in the up and coming future.

~End~

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