The doctor slipped quietly outside he needed to go to his quarters and prepare.For some time he just laid on his bed tired and drained out but knew sleep would not come ,instead he gave an order to his computer to play a song...

I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the lord
But you don't really care for music,do you?

Victor turned his head and fixed his eyes on the sculpture of the beautiful flower Halai had done for him, it now seem it could have been made in another life time.

and the song went on..

Your faith was strong ,but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moon light overthrew you

He got up and went to the bathroom looking at his reflection,he could only see half his face which suited him fine,the mirror was cracked and a piece of dark cloth covered most of it.The once combat medic now wondered if his face reminded him of what he had been forced to do.

Baby I've been here before,I know this room
I've walked this floor,I use to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble Arch
Love is not a victory march
Its a cold and broken Hallelujah

He hit the mirror again and again with his fist until most of it shattered on the floor,the knuckles bleeding.Stripping and entering the shower he sang the rest of the song barley whispering .

Maybe there's a God above,all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at some one who out drew you
Its not some one who has seen the light
Its not a cry you can hear at night,its a cold
And its broken Hallelujah.
Lavrov CMO.