There's just something with being out here that doesn't feel right but it was a little given to figure out things here. "I don't think many people can. I'm surprised we hold on as well as we do. I've gone through so much change since Jack came for me." Alisa remembers standing at the gate to head back to New York with a drug she smuggled out of Torchwood One after it's fall, she had been responsible for it's creation and all it took was one outbreak in a Bronx Children hospital. It would of been one step off the plane and into the claws of UNIT.

She glances down at her belly and with two in side it's a belly of bellies and she runs her hand along the fabric of the white dress. "Owen's desk is a biohazard. I'm worried about the moldy sandwich and month old apple core." She orders herself a glass of water with berries in it and she gets something dessert worthy.