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Eri

"They're still armed," I grit my teeth as Odell tells me the news, "And it doesn't appear the Seekers are doing anything about it."

"How could they have persuaded them?" I ask him, "They were loyal to me. There is no way Nine or any of the rebels could've just changed their minds like that." I snap my fingers to prove my point.

"Yes, I see where you're coming from," Odell says, "But perhaps the Rebels were more influential than we thought. There were quite a few rebels inside the city that may have gained trust with their fri-"

"No!" I stalk up to him, my face inches from his, "We cannot believe that, that's what they want; us to doubt. We have to stay strong and keep the upper hand."

He nods his head once, his eyes darting to the side as he thinks. Things have gotten more intense here. We've been floating around different provinces, staying in each one for a few weeks at a time. Right now we're in Freedom Twelve, Arnette is housing us. All the Prime makers don't know if they should shut down Freedom One, or just let the virus do its thing.

"Yes, should we go back in?" Odell asks, "Kai was armed still, maybe they all are still." Odell knows firsthand that they are.

"Yes, they might," I say quietly, "But so are we. We have to go back in. Soon."

Theron

Pua left a few minutes ago. I'm expecting Kai to burst through the door and put a bullet through my head but as the minutes pass by my concern changes to confusion. Are Kai and Nine just going to let it pass? It doesn't seem like something either of them would do, but no one's come down to yet.

I pace back and forth through the apartment, my arms crossed in front of me. When my back is to the door I hear it open then close. I don't turn around; it could be Kai, ready to swing a punch in my direction. Nine here to yell at me. Feet fall on the ground, coming towards me; Pua. Her hand falls on my shoulder and I finally turn around. She looks so small now with guilt across her face. Wipe a small tear from her cheek and immediately wonder what happened.

"What happened?" I ask her. She sucks in a breath has though she's about to answer but no words come from her. She pulls back slightly and meets my eyes.

"Do you regret it now?" She asks. I shake my head slowly.

"No, we only slept together." I tell her, it was true.

"Not that, do you regret what we said?" I relax slightly. I remember the promise we made.

"No," I whisper, "I never will." She comes close again so she's inches from me.

"What if it never happens though?" Concern flows out with the words.

"No, I'll make it come true." I tell her. "I will never break a promise, especially if it's to you." She smiles weakly.

"Okay, I trust you." She gently presses her lips to mine and I can't breathe for a few seconds. She pulls back and whispers, "Well I don't regret it either."

I don't go back sleep even though we have an hour before the sun starts to come up. Me and Theron sit at the kitchen table talking until he leaves to get a shower. I sit alone, in silence, for what feel like forever. I think over our conversation in my head again, tears form in my eyes this time.

The virus should start spreading anytime now, what if I die? The tracker over my ear is a constant reminder that it is possible. What if Nine can't help and we all die? Would Theron stay here with me? This question causes my breath to hitch; he would stay here with my while I die. But does that mean he'd die to? He should live, me dying doesn't mean he has to die too. He could leave with the others before the virus breaks out and they could all have a chance at living. He could go back to Mahawai with Kai and Nine, mom and dad.

I'm shook out of my thoughts as the bathroom door opens and Theron steps out, hair shinning. He's wearing a black shirt that makes his blue eyes stand out. He walks around the table and into the kitchen. He pulls a bag of freeze dried beans out. I from my seat to help him; I go to a different cupboard and pull a pot out. I fill it with water and put it over the stove, letting the heat from the base ward it. Theron pours the contents of the bad into the water and the powder on the water. Theron looks to me and smiles, I smile back.

Theron

The sun shines right through the window now, just peeking out from the water. The heat from it warms the apartment from the cool summer night. I move slightly and the sun falls right into my eyes, I jump back slightly and a smile falls onto Pua's face. I blink a few times, a sunspot still in my eye. When I can see normally I look at Pua and find her still smiling at me. I shake my head and ruffle her hair. I turn to the pan that's now steaming and smells delicious. I pour some beans into two bowls, the spices filling the air. My action is brought to an abrupt stop by a shriek from the floor above us. Pua looks puzzled, as she can't hear anything.

I jump slightly and – out of instinct- Go to my bed and pull out my handgun. I quickly load it but keep the safety on. I run to the door, past my shoes and pull the door open. Pua follows me even though she doesn't know what's wrong. I take the stairs 2 at a time as I go up. I go down one hallway and the scream begins to fade into a sob. Other people are opening their doors and coming out to see the commotion. I go further down the hallway and the crying sound becomes louder and more distinct. I keep moving and it starts to fade away again. I step back a few times and I know where the noise is coming from. I turn the door handle and find it's unlocked. I step inside, not knowing who lives here. I keep my gun in front of me and slowly turn the safety off. You can now tell the crying is from a woman, she sounds in agony. I take more steps through the apartment and turn to look into a room. It's a gray bedroom, the sun illuminating the room. I find the source of the noise when I look down and see a woman crying over a man's body.

She looks up at me with a tear-stained face and whimpers slightly, "He's dead. The virus has begun."