Mike's recovery

Kim was helping Sterling watch over Mike. "Uh, you better come take a look at this!" she said suddenly. Mike had began sprouting leaves from his fingers and toes. "Is he supposed to be doing that?"

"Yes, this is a very good sign. See if you can't revive him now." Sterling instructed.

Kim went to Mike's bedside and shook him softly. He grunted a little, so she put a cup of water to his lips. It didn't seem to have any effect, so she decided to try trowing the water in his face.

That did the trick. Mike nearly jumped out of bed, "what did you do that for?" then noticing his hands, "what the?"

"Welcome back, Mike." Sterling said as if nothing was out of the ordinary. "It's a good thing Jared decided to go on a little adventure, otherwise you would have been unconscious for a very long time."

"What do you mean?"

"He was doing it all wrong. Now that you're awake, I've got some special instructions for you. And I know you're going to hate them."

"Lay it on me." Mike said regretfully.

"Well, in order to maintain your strength, you will have to ingest green house gases on a regular basis. There are several ways to do this. You could load up on vegetables, get another dose of cyanide, or simply live in a green house. Your pick."

"Gosh, doc, that sounds great." Mike said sarcastically. "You know I can't live in a green house, the enemy would notice us for sure."

"Well, vegetables it is then."

"I thought you said there was another option."

"Of course, if you don't mind spending half your time laid up in bed, sure. The good news is, you only have to do this for a while, once your body is used to this new 'mutation' you will be self sustaining and will never have to eat again. Cool, eh? Of course, you will still have to drink plenty of fluids. Water, that is. And don't worry, when you go to the facility where they are holding our people hostage you will not pass out. You just need a little more exposure to the cyanide. Of course, we will only do small doses so that you can still function somewhat normally."

"Then I won't have to eat any more lima beans."

"No, you will until you're stable. Small doses means very small doses. You probably won't even notice any effects from the drug. Come, Allison has something special waiting for you in the kitchen."

"Let me guess, a big smelly pot of Lima beans?"

"Right you are, brother."