Tombstone Estate

[Doc Holliday]

Somewhere Under Gran Canaria

Doc sat up on the bed in his hidden, underground lab. He rubbed his eyes, his head hurting from the drinking binge of the night before as attested by the empty bottle on the night stand next to him. The beard on his face and the over-the-shoulder length hair from weeks of not shaving or grooming were evidence of a man who stopped caring.

Getting to his feet, he poured a cup of coffee as he groaned, "I am getting too old for this." He then scanned his messages from the many people who tried contacting him but did so with no reply. Alvin Katz, Xavier Triton, Commander Matok and the Red Hessians were but a few. He also read the latest news on the Omega 49 situation and the SCRA.
"I'll be damned," he said to himself shaking his head.

He then walked into his lab and stared as he sipped his coffee. His was disgruntled as his cardamine experiments failed. Years of work down the drain were his thoughts. Slowly, as he stood, his thoughts overtook him. Guilt...he had abandoned his people. Midori and the kids hadn't heard from him in days. Would they still be there? Looking in the mirror, he saw a shell of what he was only months before. His patients needed him as did his family. TAZ needed him.

After taking some time to clean up, he closed his lab and headed home.

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