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Aubrey started to argue back before Sabin was even done. "What's so wrong with a bit of loyalty!? A project like this- "

But she cut off at the ring comment, obviously hitting a big nerve. Her faced flushed even more and she blinked a few times quickly. "I... he... just because he hasn't asked yet doesn't mean he's not going to. You know, what are we going to do - elope in in in... Las Vegas.. please..." the words were there, but they had definately lost their edge as she stumbled.

"Married? Yeah, I've read your file. Must have been a lovely woman to put up with you} she spat sarcastically. "Did you guys start dating when you tricked her into thinking she liked you, too?"

Aubrey addressed her voice towards Awen. "Awen, dear, you really should thank Lauren for the lovely flowers she sent you when you were will ill."

Awen glanced over when she was directly addressed this time. She blinked slowly as the words ran throguh her mind. The flowers were from Lauren...? She glanced briefly to Sabin but looked over to Aubrey mostly, playing the girl simply being dragged into the fight.

"Um...I.. yeah sure." She ducked back to her game. Her face was turning red but not with embarassment. How could she do that? First the subtle stab, and now this? Now practically shouting that Awen was this girl she concidered to be such a fool. She turned away from the game with a ragged sigh.

She couldn't even try to concentrate anymore. "But not to be rude the two of you. But perhaps you should take this argument elsewhere? You are shouting at eachother a lot of information that the other probably doesn't want the entire island to know. It would be very good of you both to agree to take this away from everyone's view. This probably doesn't help anyone in regaurds to their views on the labs. Seeing you two bicker and squable when our lives hang in the balance here dependant on your collective research is not very encouraging."

Also she wanted to keep anymore implications involving Awen away from everyone's ears.

Oh, man. This was like a soap opera, but stranger. And also worse, because it involved people who were responsible for her hair-and-limb loss. You generally wanted people like that to stay happy, despite any secret satisfaction it gave you to see them miserable.

And if that was Awen, beside her... well, that relationship was slightly disturbing. Stockholm syndrome, definitely.

And yet, Cassidy was oddly fascinated. She still did not move.

Sabin smirked. Aubrey wasn't sounding that convinced in the merits of Moreau. He knew she was a smart woman. Now, Sabin DID respect Moreau. He respected his brilliance in science, and hte fact that he managed to achieve what had been limited to stories of science fiction or magic with real science. Things that Sabin had dreamed of. He considered himself loyal to the project and knew his place - he couldn't do this without Moreau's brilliance.

Aubrey, however, was here for an entirely different reason. She needed Moreau, too, but not in the same way. "I don't know if you'll ever be happy working with him, and always being SECOND." He held up two fingers for emphasis. "If you must stoop to insult me and the loving relationship I had because you will never have such closeness, then that is just sad. Perhaps you do not even know me as well as Awen does, and she does not even have a file on me."

Sabin was not about to let Awen have doubts about his sentiment towards her. He needed an ally. He glanced her way, not liking seeing her upset by Aubrey one bit. Sabin KNEW he would open himself up to sentiment if he started communications. A strength bound in a weakness. He knew that. "At least she listens to what I have to say." He also didn't like that Aubrey brought this up publically any more than Awen did. But perhaps, just perhaps, it would make the listeners more sympathetic to HIM in hearing so.

"And Awen requests that we discuss this privately and you attack her." He shook his head. "You are not being very charitable today in the least."

Cassidy sputtered, and clapped a hand over her mouth. Right. Right, she wasn't supposed to be listening.

Yes. The wall over there... it was very interesting. It had completely captured her attention. She had not heard a word.

Oh, christ.... These people were insane. Every single last one. Cass buried her face in feathers.

"And what do you think Moreau does!?" Awen finally shouted stepping forward. She could take no more of this abuse towards Sabin. "You think Moreau doesn't enjoy his work here? You think that he is just strictly about science? You have no right to criticise Sabin, or me for that matter, before you look a little more closely at him and yourself! Moreau enjoys this, I've only seen him briefly but I know he enjoys this island. He had to have for creating the concept in the first place!"

Her face took on more red then she could ever remember. Every bit of her burned and chilled at the same time. She was embarassed for speaking, afraid of what Aubrey or the islanders will do with her now, but the cat was out of the bag and the damage done. She had nothing to loose at the moment, so she believed.

"You cannot blame Sabin for things Moreau tells him to do! Moreau is the one who started this experiment, Moreau is the one to blame above anyone else for everything that happens here, not Sabin, not you not any of the other labtechs that work here." She growled softly. "I don't know why I try sometimes."

She continued her rage with a gesture to Sabin. "And how dare you say anything about his late wife! I don't care what issues you have with Sabin, but you didn't even know the woman. You gain nothing to you senseless bickering by picking on the dead! That is disrespectful on so many levels."

She turned around to Sabin still somewhat angry. "But you are not helping the matter by antagonising the woman. Can you not see she is under stress, I realise she started snapping at you but that is no excuse to say some of the things you did which only caused her to start talking about your relationships.

Stepping back so she could look at them both. "Now, I have no authority over either of you, being a simple prisoner here and all, but this isn't helping anyone! Again, confidence in the competense level of the staff severely decreases when you fight like this in the open."

She looked more to Aubrey once more, the anger was there but pain of what she had done as well as fear mixing in with it. "Not to mention the other people you are hurting here. Please take this away from islanders eyes. We cannot hide our drama from you, but please do not add to ours."

"She grounded you!! My god, then she must be rolling in her grave if she could see what you're doing here. Nice way to honor her memory - is this what she would have wanted from you?"

Her attacked was cut off by Awen. She raised a finger to say something but stopped herself. "You know what - ******** it. I'm sick of sticking up for everyone. I'm tired of defending Nick from the islanders and you," she said to Sabin, "I'm sick of defending you to Nick," and then she look a look around the room, adressing Cass and Awen, "And I'm sick of defending you all to Nic- Moreau. I just can't make anyone happy - and I'm tired of it." She held out a hand to Sabin. "You can rot in front of the monitors for all I care and the islanders can all end up in a little white padded room! Then lets see what you all think about it!"

Aubrey tossed the garbage bag down and headed out of the room

"Next time I'll make sure you get a serum for disobeying Moreau's orders," she hissed back. "If its not already too late for that," she yelled, jerking her ear. "Don't think I'm not onto you ~ ".