"I'll get the beers," Siobhan said, moving over to the fridge. "Uh, just shove my stuff aside on the couch?" At the fridge she pretended she couldn't find the beers for a moment, because it gave her just a few seconds to try and deal with this situation as it was unfolding around her.

Elijah. David not in Aly. David still dead but in someone new. David.

She turned around and, from her spot at the kitchen counter, looked at the stranger in her house. She wished she could see David in him, but as yet there was nothing familiar.

She believed him though. That would have to be a start.

Passing the beer to Elijah as she approached, Siobhan asked David, "what happened?"