High Pressure System: First Season Underground

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just going to sulk your life away?”
    “You don’t know what he’s like when he’s alone. He could be a creeper or even a werewolf. But you would never find out because he will never see the moon.” I couldn’t help it, I smiled, giving Jim a wink.
    “Got me. Ha ha.” He gave me a gentle shove to Brandon’s office.
    When we got there, Brandon looked a little crazed. His hair stood on end like Einstein in his youth, a beard was trying to manifest itself along his jaw. Surprisingly, with all his dark hair, he didn’t grow a beard all that well. It just made him look even more unstable.
    “How’s it going?” Jim practically shouted. He whispered in my ear, “There’s your werewolf.”
    I stifled a laugh.
    Brandon spun around in his chair and jumped up when he spotted me, flattening his hair. I bit hard on my lip so I didn’t smile over the fact I just got him back for his visit when I was a mess. His attention to his unkemptness didn’t last long. He darted over to the monitor.
    “You need to train someone to share this job with you. You’re a nervous wreck.” Jim moved Brandon back to his chair. Checked what Brandon was looking at before reassuring him it was nothing.
    “I can’t. There is something, I’m trying to find it. That something is why the storm nearly collapsed the stairs and nearly sucked the air off this floor. I’ve come close to tracking it though. Whatever it is brought the last few storms to us, but it went away when I put us in lock-down.”
    Jim pulled Brandon out of his chair. “I’ve been here enough times to know what to do if a storm comes. You need out of here. Go for a walk with Rachel and give her job so the whole building doesn’t go lunatic because they’re worried she’s not walking those dogs enough.”
    I stuffed my hands in my pockets once Jim shoved us both out to the hall. Brandon stood staring at the door with his jaw wide open.
    Leaning in to get his attention, I was ready to push his jaw shut, but he came to and focused on me.
    “Are you well enough for a job?” he asked in an overzealous manner.
    “Probably better off than you.” I was actually very concerned about him. He had even lost weight and he was already thin to start off with. “Did my presence calm everyone down like you hoped?”
    Brandon motioned for me to follow him. He just walked to the end of the hall and turned around to head back to his office. I guess we were going to pace.
    “Since the disaster, everyone has settled down. A job …  A job … ” He clasped his hands behind his back and studied the floor as he paced. I walked alongside him until he paused, looked at me, and paced again.
    “Those kids … Those little girls seem to really like you.”
    “I don’t know. They just showed up unannounced to play with the dogs.”
    “I think that’s it. What do you think about teaching? The moms have been trying to organize some schooling for their children. A few want to teach and the others just want a place to send their kids during the day because they are going nuts with the lack of structure. I don’t have enough people lined up to teach and can’t change some of the current assignments.”
    “If that’s the case, why haven’t you given me a job before now?”
    He stopped pacing and wouldn’t look at me. “I guess I thought if I didn’t address you at all, I wouldn’t think about you and that was easiest.”
    “Why? You already told me the computer wasn’t going to be in charge of you pairing up with me and you even said you weren’t interested in me like that. So what was there to think about?”
    “Well, you got in my head and I had to get you out. I had other things to think about and you were a distraction. Then that thing happened and it made everything worse.”
    “What thing? The ‘I almost
died’
thing?”
    “Yeah, that thing. It made me mad.”
    “I knew that.” I turned away. He tugged on my sleeve so I would look at him.
    “No. It made me mad that it

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