Chapter 6

Viktor spoke a few last words in the closing of their small prayer to Ann-Marie. Amelia started to quietly cry a little. Viktor ran over to her in his waddle-sort-of-way. He placed his arms around her as she cried on his shoulder.

"Shh" he tried to quiet her down.

"You know, Viktor, it wasn't until a second after Ann-Marie took that shot for me, that I realized how much I would have missed you." She looked up at him. He simply smiled and stroked her hair.

"I love…" he began as they were shot at. He quickly pushed her over, as she made way to the car. She ducked as she went around to the driver's seat, they both pulled their seatbelts around them tight, and Amelia zoomed off.

"We need to get out of here Viktor, now" Amelia looked at him as she made a quick turn.

"I know" he was thinking on how to, though.

"Wet, I have idea" he grinned.

"Make a left up here" He pointed as she did so.

"Go this way" She drove for awhile as he gave directions. She started to slow down on one particular street, as he told her too,

"Stop! Stop!" He shouted as he jumped out of the car practically before she stopped.

"All stay here, Viktor!" she shouted as he walked up to the small door. He knocked on it, but no one answered. He knocked again, before he realized he must have been too late, so he started to turn back. Just then he heard voices coming from the room, as a man and his young son opened the door.

"Viktor!" The man held his arms out as he hugged him. Amelia smiled and got out of the car.

"Come on in!" the big man told him, he was about to until he remembered Amelia.

"Come Amelia." He told her as she smiled and came over happily.

"This is Amelia" Amelia smiled and held out her hand. The big man laughed and gulped her into a large hug, she frowned with a smile, and they went into the home.

"We were just getting ready to go, the rebels got your family Viktor. But their fine, we are next, this street." He told them as Amelia went to the kitchen and met with the man's wife.

"I wondered, uncle, can me and Amelia go with you?" asked Viktor.

"No, I'm afraid you can't. But I have an idea" the big man smiled and went to his bedroom for a minute, then came back with a suit.

"I killed the man who wore this. He is a rebel. Wear this and go to the plane station. If you can get on, you will be on your way to the airport you came from. Which can then take you to New York. It's risky though, if they find out that you are fake, you won't live Viktor."

"What about Amelia?" Viktor asked.

"Take her as your prisoner, believe me the other men wont mind" the man smiled. Viktor was unsure, he might be fine and safe, but Amelia wasn't so safe.

"Take it, you don't have to use it, just take it" he gave Viktor the suit.

"Now you should go" Viktor nodded, and thanked his uncle.

"Come on Amelia, we have a plan" he kissed his aunt and patted the two kids' heads nicely.

"Good luck Viktor!" His aunt smiled. Viktor smiled back and waved.

"You too" he whispered in the car, knowing they probably wouldn't survive.

"Where am I going?" asked Amelia as Viktor started to put on the blue work-looking suit.

"The airport"