As we approach the city gates, Diogo lifts his radio and calls in, asking for a Doctor Bishop to meet him at the Tower and to come prepared to treat a patient. Someone responds. No one ever seems to ignore the Commander's requests, so I have no doubt that the doctor will be on Diogo's doorstep when we get there.
As we drive from sector to sector, waiting for guards to open each gate, I begin to drift off. The trauma of the past hours combined with the warmth of Diogo's jacket is dragging me into unconsciousness.
"Taran." His sharp voice jolts me and I straighten in my seat. "No sleeping."
I frown as we arrive in Sector One and head straight for the Tower. I'm not sure why I can't sleep. I was bitten, not hit on the head. But I suppose I look as dirty and bloody as the other survivors
