<strong>Lizzie with Charlie</strong><br/><br/>Two years?  They had been here two years?  Alone?  Just them?  She frowned looking at him.  That would explain the heavy beard.  When he spoke she had to fight to keep her temper in check, she wanted to scream at him, to tell him exactly what she was thinking.  But there was some compassion in her, she knew he had just lost a friend, someone he had had to rely on for the years they had been here stranded.  He must be hurting.<br/><br/>"Look I'm sorry about your friend" she said, standing, her mind slowly working.  Two years...here...no women. She moved slowly away, she had no intention of becoming his first in a while.  "Look give me my med kit, I am in full control of my senses.  There are dangerous drugs in there" she told him, holding out her hand.<br/><br/>She watched as he cleaned his hands, calling her to him, she didnt like the way he was speaking, they would be resuced, she was a Doctor, a well known personality in the medical community.  But if they had been stuck here two years and not been rescud, why did she think it would change now?  She moved nervously to him.<br/><br/>"What do you want?" she asked him suspiciously, her eyes still narrowed, she wasnt taking any risks, she kept plenty of room between them as she stepped forward.<br/><br/>