"Feliks, hello? Feliks, are you here?" She was at their usual meeting place at the usual time yet there was no sign of him.
"Hmph", the young woman heaved a sigh.
"He's always late. It's like he doesn't know that I worry about him. We are in the midst of a war, after all". She shouldn't have been as worried as she was. He was thirty minutes late, the most tardy he has been since he got caught last. Elizabeta knew that he could defend himself but she still assumed the worst.
The year was 1944; the war was almost or was considered over by many. It was hard to believe that the war was close to over, though. The landscape toke on a dreary shade of gray and Warsaw was literally falling to pieces. Elizabeta barely escaped out of Budapest, her home town. Budapest could even be seen as worse than Warsaw by some. Elizabeta definitely felt this way about her home town. They surely would have sent her back to the "camps" the Nazis had set up two years ago if she hadn't come here, to Warsaw. Warsaw, where the protests were more common and it weren't as easy to be caught. This capital city is also where she met her best friend, Feliks. Elizabeta liked to think of them as something more than that. She had grown to have feelings for the young Pole but she still had yet to find out what she meant to Feliks.
"Sorry, I know I'm always late", a voice called out to her.
"Feliks!" she exclaimed as she ran over to him and embraced him. She almost knocked him to the ground.
"Is there something wrong, Elizabeta? You are usually more reserved than this", Feliks responded, a bit worried for the welfare of his best friend.
Flustered and embarrassed at her action, Elizabeta pulled out of Feliks' arms. Her face dusted with red.
"S-sorry. You know that I worry about you. I assumed the worst since you were late thirty minutes. What caused you to be so late?" Elizabeta inquired.
"I had a last minute run to do for Mr. Drzewiecki and it was on the other side of town. I'm sorry Elizabeta. I didn't mean to worry you" Feliks revealed. He really didn't mean to worry her. He thought that she knew that he could take care of himself.
"It doesn't matter anyways. The war is almost over Lizzie! Warsaw can be done fighting soon. We can be done fighting soon!" Feliks said with a childlike excitement he always seemed to have enough of.
"I don't think that we can stop just yet. Things still look pretty grim. Just because the Germans are retreating from the eastern front doesn't mean that the war is over yet. We are members of the Armia Krajowa, and considered a threat. We could be caught by the SS that still reside here in Warsaw", she brought him back down to Earth. They should be even more cautious now than ever. The Nazis will want to take down as many people they hate as they can before their empire finally crumbles to the ground. They will act out even more harshly from now until the war ends. Elizabeta wishes she could tell Feliks this but it would go straight over his head. He doesn't always listen to reason and does things the way he wants.
"But they won't catch us, will they?" Feliks says cleverly. A sly grin replaces his wide, happy one.
"Says the man who has already been caught twice. I don't know how you even managed to escape. Just be more careful, ok? I do not want us to have a repeat of last time." Elizabeta shivered at the thought.
Last time, Feliks had come back two months after he was caught. Two months. She thought that he was dead. When he came back, he was very near death. He looked so bad; Elizabeta didn't even know how she was going to help him. She thought he would die while in her care. Luckily, her charismatic friend survived. He still hasn't talked to him about what exactly happened to him. It was probably because she already knew. He was sent to those so called "work" camps. Elizabeta knew exactly what happened in them; after all she was in one for six months. Her whole family was sent to the camp. Elizabeta and her mother got separated from the rest of her family. They saw firsthand the terror of the Nazis and the disgusting slim they were. Her mother had planned for the two to escape, having assumed the rest of her family was already dead. On a loud night at the work camp, they made their escape. But when Elizabeta was under the fence, the Nazis saw her and her mother. There was also another problem; her mother wouldn't fit through the fence. Elizabeta's mother screamed at her daughter to leave and let the Nazis get her. She didn't want to but they were so close. So, she did the only thing she could do. She ran and ran and ran until she was sick and couldn't save a breath for herself. She passed out on the outskirts of the town she was in now, Warsaw. This was also when Feliks found her. He toke care of her for about a month. A month after that, she was now a fully-fledged member of the Armia Krajowa and was living. She wasn't about to let the Nazis get away with the terror she had seen. No, they would find a way to defeat them.