[TMW] 10.4

Sanity calms, but madness is more interesting. -- John Russell


The constant influx of reports over the Cortex had slowed to the occasional trickle--which was, Baileigh thought, a good sign. She kept the channel open anyway, just in case something interesting filtered through, half-listened to the mostly inane chatter with one ear as the rest of her concentrated on the documents and files neatly organized into a handful of handheld readers stacked beside her. Adam was certain nothing would come back to implicate them, but it never hurt to make sure, and there was very little if anything that Julian didn’t have access to. Combing through highly classified information wasn’t nearly as exciting as one would think, but it did have its moments of interest. The science, or what she cared to decipher of the science, was intriguing, though she was having difficulty getting past surge after surge of irritation to really appreciate it. At Adam for coming up with such a stupid idea, at Mohinder for helping put it into action, at the government for their pathetic shod of a clean up job once things had gone south. They erased the evidence that the planet ever existed, but only on file, when the entire damned planet should’ve been erased. It could have been done. It might have been costly, but it could have, and should have, been done. But no. Parliament remained a collective of greedy men with egos too inflated for them to see the many axes hovering around their necks. Never dreamed that someone like Malcolm Reynolds, a man they labeled as an uneducated inbred Browncoat from a backwoods rim planet, would be the one to bring one of those axes crashing down. They were too smart to see how stupid they were.

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