A/N: I really don't have much to say at this point. There is an explanation at the end. This has probably been done before, but I don't care. Just go with it.
Disclaimer: I don't own NLOCK. Not even a tiny bit. I just like making fantasies in my head to escape cruel reality.
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The Way We Were
I looked out of the plane window and sighed. How could life have changed so quickly? Yesterday I had been going around with Alek, chasing squirrels on rooftops, but now...
Now he was in a coma and I was on my way into hiding, away from the Order or anyone else after me. Or her.
My eyes were puffy, red, and still a bit wet from the crying I had been doing since last night. How could life be so cruel?
FLASHBACK
The came out of nowhere, suddenly and without a sound. Alek and I were alone, on a date during our training break.
No one knew.
They came with guns and knives, not even bothering to hide them. THose not in use hung from belts or were tucked half-hazardly into boots.
Like I said, no one knew where we were. Not even Amy or Paul. Both Jasmine and Valentina were in the hospital, and my mother was dead. Yeah, dead. The Order murdered her during a business dinner/meeting.
Alek had been my support ladder through all this, and I his. We started hanging out before it developed into... Well... More.
The twenty-some assailants approached with a certainty that was uncomfortable. It was like they knew no one was there, that no one knew, and that I wasn't quite in my peak at that moment. They were right, of course, but it was scary all the same. More scary then the knives, and almost as scary as the guns. Guns were a Mai's nightmare. Used in the hands of a professional or Order member, they were deadly accurate and almost always lethal.
They surrounded us, giving no alley of escape. Alek and I exchanged worried glances. THey had even covered our above route.
"Chloe... If I go, protect her." Her. the one INSIDE of me. You heard right. I, Chloe King, the Uniter and Chosen of the Mai, was pregnant. But hopefully not enough that it would hinder me.
Without warning, both Alek and I shot up and started to kick punch and slash almost randomly at those attacking us. A leap-twirl-kick and one was down. A blow of the back of the hand to the head by Alek, and another lay unmoving.
I jumped high into the air, relying on my Mai traits to thrust me high enough for a spin-kick. However, a small kick in my womb caused me to flinch at the wrong moment, breaking my concentration and making me fall hard to the ground, hitting my head. I was stunned, allowing a assailant to get close enough to slash me with his knife.
White handled, long... Poisoned.
My vision fuzzed and twisted. I clutched my stomach, almost as if to protect the small Mai growing inside me. Celina. That's her name. Funny how the simplest things come to mind when you know your dying...
"Chloe!" I heard his words, but I did not hear anything. The world was silent, emotionless and without color. His warm heat dropped beside me, the only beacon in my tired, dried out world...
BACK TO ORIGINAL TIME FRAME
No one knows what happened next. When they found us via aa call to the police about "Cats attacking people," and what "Sounds like a heavy gang fight in an alley," all of them were gone. Yeah, we tap the police line.
The group of people that found us, arrived to the sight of us lying there, Alek on top of my, protecting my prone form.
I was out, and not breathing as often as I needed to at that point. Alek was passed out. He still is. In a coma, that is.
And he, my protector, love, and father of the child I bear inside me, was not expected to wake up.
Ever.
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A/N: I know, I know...I really should hurry up and finish chapter seven of Those That Come in Through the Window, but I was inspired randomly by some really almost dark music, and couldn't help myself. This'll remain a one shot unless you guys want me to go on. If you do, I promise it won't hinder TtCiTtW too much. Any ways... R&R!
~Missy