Each station was armed with Carers, one designated to you per medical testing session. The Carer was responsible for administering the test and escorting you from one section of the station to another. Phase One of the weekly medical was a routine full work-up. Bloods were drawn, heart rates were examined and full body scans were performed. They took place in a room equipped with machines, cords and monitors, all linked up to a plasma in front of you, so you were able to see your results as they came up. The room was sectioned off into 12 white cubicles. Fellow Superior females were undergoing the same battery of tests around me. I couldn’t help but think of Alec as I was being stuck with a variety of needles. He was probably freaking out right about now. Poor baby. A smile sneaked through my lips. He absolutely hated this. It wasn’t great, but I didn’t mind it too much. I always hoped for the best result, so I could share the points with my family. “Ms.
