Alex made her way downstairs after her shower. She felt a bit better but wanted to talk to Logan about what she'd seen. She also needed Logan to help her take the stitches out, she was sure that would not be a fun time. She just barely stifled a scream as Olivia suddenly drifted in her path. Her hand clutching at her chest she glared at Olivia. Olivia was in a white flowing dress, her hair hanging loose down her back and over her shoulders. Her feet were bare, her face was radiant, beautiful as she looked at Alex, amused.
"Don't do that!"
"I'm sorry." Olivia smiled sweetly at her. "How are you feeling today?"
"Fine, just fine."
"Not a talker are you?"
"I don't see you, I don't hear you."
"What?" Eva stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at her in confusion. "What did you say
