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Part 1: Miles Away

Mio's POV

"Babe, can you hear me? I'm sorry," I talked into the phone as I cradled our sleeping son, our only pride and joy. I did not want to hurt her yet it was all I ever did lately. I simply wanted her to have more time for us – am I selfish? "If you hear this, call me back." Shion purred softly in his deep slumber as I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. We were stuck in this traffic for two hours already. I smiled briefly the moment I saw Shun from afar. He was my best friend and we grew up together miles away from this big city – Kyoto. I was lucky that he was free to drive us. He seemed troubled somehow as he got into the car, starting it at once. "Fuck!" he cursed and with a much trembling hand he shifted the gear in reverse. I frowned at Shun as he stirred the car dangerously over the stream of traffic.

I tightened my hold on Shion as soon as I saw Shun rested his hand on the gear – he's about to shift it forward. "I want you to call her, Mio, I don't have a gun with me," he demanded all of a sudden while I nodded briefly in reply. He was a good friend of hers too and they were partners for a time until my wife was stationed in Shibuya, Tokyo – the place where everything started to fall apart. "Hurry up," he hissed as he rolled the steering wheel, making two complete turns. I shut my eyes out of fear all the time I felt the car went out of control but Shun kept it in check in time. What's going on? I thought as I dialled her and two missed calls later, she still seemed to be avoiding me. I ignored the stinging pain in my chest as I settled for a voice mail. "Help!" a loud screech stopped me in my track.

"Shun, they need help!" I pointed out the obvious as I saw some strangers waved at us relentlessly and most of them seemed disturbed – something put them on their guard, but what? "I can't believe you," I cried in disbelief the moment he kicked the gas pedal further, leaving them without second thoughts. I dropped my head slightly as they raised their middle fingers at us. Shun heaved a deep sigh while I could hardly comprehend his way of thinking just now. "Did she pick up?" he asked curtly and I only shook my head in reply. He cursed as he beat the steering wheel due to frustration. "Momma?" I looked down and I only offered my baby a small smile as he struggled to open his eyes, yawning every so often. "Is mommy coming?" he started to cry softly. I hope she is.

"You two stay here," Shun claimed as he left the car to find a rubber tube so that he could siphon some petrol from the gas pump. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat whereas I glanced through the seemingly deserted gas station. It was getting too quiet and the fact that we did not come across any other car only left me with mixed feelings – fear, most of all. "Mommy's coming, right?" Shion cried as he eyed me tearfully. I nodded although I was lost in thought in the midst of doubt. "I didn't find any pipe or tube," Shun let out a low snort and he kicked off a nearby tin can out of anger. He then flinched shortly and he held up his switchblade right away. "I know you're here, whoever you are, you better show yourself," he insisted and a blonde suddenly emerged from the bush. She seemed to be bleeding.

"I don't want any trouble and I actually have what you want – the tube, right?" she spat and I watched as she looked into her bag, producing the very same item. Shun looked at me with doubtful eyes in which I proceeded to give him a small nod in return. "We'll take it but what's the catch?" he coincided as he fetched the tube from her at the same time. She was lost in thought as Shun hurriedly dissembled the gas pump. "I need a ride to Nara – I heard the FRS put up a refugee there," she laid and I immediately thought of my wife. What if she's there? "How many people you have?" he responded as he was busy dusting his hands. She turned around in return and in a flash, I caught a tiny girl peeking her head from the bush. I smiled a little at her as she returned it with a larger one. "It's just us two now."

To Be Continued

Author's Notes: Thanks for reading.