The next few minutes were somewhat of a blur to Sean.  One moment everything was normal--he had just come back from a rather pleasant run with Beth (barring a relatively minor misunderstanding) and was sitting down to breakfast with her, contemplating what he was going to do for the day and waiting for Mike and Katy to join them.  The next moment, Katy was gone, and in her place was a woman he had never seen before.<br/><br/>Sean felt more than annoyed; he felt betrayed.  They'd already begun to bond (albeit more so Mike and Katy, and then Sean and Beth) and there were initial inklings of forming a kind of family.  Katy had seemed as genuine a person as he'd ever met; he couldn't believe that she'd been a plant.   It suddenly cast both Mike and Beth into suspicion, although if Beth turned out to be a plant as well, Sean didn't think he would be able to forgive her.  He was the type who wore his heart on his sleeve, and hated being taken advantage of.   He watched Mike escort the new girl from the helicopter, studying her intently as she entered the house.<br/><br/>He was silent as Rachel's dossier was placed in front of him, along with a letter from the University explaining what was going on and assuring them that, yes, Rachel was a real volunteer, and not a paid employee of the University.  He gave the dossier a glance or two, then read the letter twice.  Finally, he expelled his breath from his lungs, a long, slow exhalation.   This wasn't Rachel's fault, he told himself.  She wasn't to blame for this.<br/><br/>"Hi there,"  Sean forced a smile.  "Sean Kelly. Nice to meet you."  He took Rachel's hand, and shook it.  "Yeah, sorry about this.  This wasn't very cool of the eggheads to do.  Not cool at all.  I know it's not your fault, though."  He took Katy's plate out of the microwave and set it in front of Rachel.  "Are you hungry?  I made some breakfast.  This one's vegetarian, though.  Sorry.  You can have some bacon if you want. "<br/><br/>Despite his annoyance, Sean felt bad for the new girl.  She'd been dropped suddenly into this position and things must be rather awkward for her.   He tried to calm down, to relax, to turn the charm back on, as he sat next to her and smiled.  "So, Rachel, why don't you tell us about yourself?"   Obviously, he could simply read the dossier, but he thought it would be friendlier to engage Rachel in conversation.