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Alec had made his way back to the bar half expecting the bike to be gone. He'd stolen it so it wouldn't have mattered that someone stole it back. What he'd forgotten however was the small knapsack strapped to the back of the seat. It held, or had held as he noticed reaching the bike, his shave kit and a few extra clothes. The knapsack was now missing.

"Sonofa.."

He muttered under his breath and unlocked the bike. It was an annoyance but there was nothing in the bag he couldn't live without. What was important to him was on his body. His money and his medication.

Alec remembered the tremors from last night and knew he'd have to get a dose in him soon. Mounting the bike, Alec kicked started it and moved out into traffic. There were a lot of shops he could hit to replace his lost items but it was easier to centralize things. Someplace easier to get in and out of, someplace to blend into. Someplace, like a mall.

After managing to get a good price on a new knapsack Alec felt rather pleased with himself. He also felt rather hungry since he'd left Dani's without eating.

One thing about New York and a mall. You could get just about anything you wanted at any hour of the day. It all smelled good and the food court was a good one. Mediterranean, Italian, Chinese, Japanese and all sorts of American fair.

Alec perused them all, did a mental count of the money he had left in his wallet and decided a breakfast of Chinese food would work.

A quick order placed in the Mandarin dialect of the workers got him a surprised but happy look and an extra helping of the General Tso's chicken, double rice and an another egg roll thrown in. With two full plates on a tray Alec paid the normal cost and went happily to a table out of the way.

The tremor started in his right hand just as Alec picked up his tray and stood up. Quickly he put the tray down and clenched his hand into a fist. The tremor moved up his arm and his left arm followed the trend.

He'd forgotten his dose of medicine again. He could feel the knot twist his stomach, the thick quad muscles in his thighs jerked. Alec took the bottle of pills from his pocket and twisted the top off. The tremor was stronger, his hands shaking harder he could barely get the pill out and in his mouth.

Milk, he told himself and began the search for a place that would sell it. Swallowing the pill he put the top back on and slipped the bottle back into his pocket.

The closest place he could find only sold it in half pints, he ordered 6 to go and held onto the counters edge to keep himself from sharking harder.

Bag in hand, Alec needed to find an access hallway, someplace darker and quiet. Someplace he could wait it out if the medication and milk didn't stop the seizure this time.

Alec blinked, slowly becoming aware of his surroundings. Not that those surroundings told him anything. The walls were gray, the lighting dim. Overhead was open grid work that exposed massive vents, water pipes and electrical conduits.

The smells now were dank and musty mixed with the scents of cleaning supplies and mechanical substances. His body still jerked in sporadic spasms but they were much less violent now. Normally, he'd stay where he was after a seizure, normally they happened where he had more control; the place he was staying or somewhere private. He'd even had them in the woods having pulled off when he'd felt one coming on.

His survival instinct was very strong, bred into him and nurtured even beaten into him from an early age. Alec pushed himself up to a more sitting position and tried to figure out where he was. It was obviously a hallway somewhere. Another violent spasm jerked him back against the wall, leaving him weaker and more confused.

Alec knew he'd need help, at this point it would still be hard for him to stand, let alone walk. Jerking hands reached for another milk. The pills should have worked by now or at least be working he'd thought. Father had given him his last prescription, had he done something to the dosage? Why? Alec's mind was confused enough the way it was. Father knew the X-5's were prone to seizures, one of the few genetic defects, one over looked in the overall success of his series. So it made no sense to Alec that Father would have done something to bring his one flaw to the front.

Milk sloshed from the carton, running down his hand to splash on the floor. Still he managed to get most of the carton down before another jarring spasm shook him. Dropping the carton Alec fumbled for his phone. The numbers were blurry and he hoped he hit the right one. To call someone else by mistake would be costly to both his sanity and his life... He knew only one person in the city, she'd offered her home and her bed to him. Now, he hoped she would be as understanding and welcoming as she'd been last night. Alec hoped he called Danni.