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This is "Almost Gone," the sequel to "Almost Synthetic." Please read that before continuing on.
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Just a note before you start. I'm pairing each chapter with a song. You can listen to it if you want, either before, during, or after reading the chapter; or you can read the lyrics. Or not listen at all.
Disclaimer for every chapter: I do not own anything from Almost Human, nor do I own the songs I pair with the chapters. I only own my OC's and the plot.
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Song: "Like I'm Gonna Lose You" by Meghan Trainor ft. John Legend
Day 0
Emily laid down on her car's horn. She swore at the other driver under her breath. She whipped into an open parking spot. Since she didn't need to straighten out, she put her car in park. She pulled her bag from the back seat. Her phone rang.
Emily answered the call. "Hi, John." She got out of her car and locked it.
"Where are you?" John asked, skipping out on a hello.
"Walking into the bakery on Lafayette Street." Emily answered as she opened the bakery door.
"Oh, what a nice surprise!" John sounded impressed.
"What makes you think I was planning on sharing with you?" Emily joked as she pointed out what she wanted in the display cases to the person who worked there.
"Sharing is caring." John replied.
Emily laughed. "I'll have to think about it." Emily's order was packaged and paid for. She thanked the bakery worker.
"I don't think you'll have to spend much time doing that." John answered.
Emily laughed. "You don't even know what I got."
"If I had to guess," John paused, "you got black and white cookies, sugar cookies, a couple gingersnaps, and a fudge brownie, without nuts. And of course some macaroons for me."
"Maybe yes, maybe no." Emily taunted. "I'll be home in fifteen minutes, okay?" She walked back to her car.
"Okay." John answered.
"I love you." Emily set the box of bakery desserts in the backseat of her car.
"I love you, too." John spoke gently.
"Bye."
"Bye."
Emily hung up and put her cellphone in her bag, which she put in the backseat of her car as well.
She circled around to the driver side of her car. She stared at the setting sun.
It was beautiful.
The colors lit up the sky as the sun disappeared behind buildings in the distance. The trails of reds and oranges and yellows streaked across the sky. Pinks shimmered in between. The golden rays of the sun brushed by Emily's face with a warm glow, bright and dim, hot and cold, beautiful. Emily tilted her head, gazing up and up and up. The sun reached so far despite its vast distance from the Earth. Emily inhaled the fresh air. She felt energy rush through her. The sun slowly moved away, setting below the horizon, the colors of the sky following it.
Pain blossomed at the base of Emily's skull. Blackness surrounded her vision. She felt herself, and her consciousness, slipping away. She fell, infinitely, until she was floating away.
She was in nothingness.
XxXxX
John made sure everything was perfect. The table was set. The lights were dim. The candles were shining. The flowers were bursting with color.
John turned to the stove. The pasta was cooking, the sauce was bubbling. He smiled. He was proud of himself. Two hours of video tutorials got him this far. All he had to do was serve it to Emily. His first successful cooked meal.
He pulled a small box from his pocket. It was a covered in a dark blue velvet. He opened the box.
He stared at the glittering diamond ring inside. He snapped the box shut and put it back in his pocket.
He waited for Emily.
Fifteen minutes later, he started pacing. Emily said fifteen minutes in her call.
Five minutes after that, John called Emily. She didn't pick up. John pulled up a Find My Phone application and entered Emily's phone number.
It came up with a location. Her phone was right outside of the bakery on Lafayette Street.
Something wasn't right.
John got into his car, after turning the burners off on the stove and blowing out the candles, of course. He drove straight to Lafayette Street and parked behind what he knew was Emily's car. He had a hand hovering above his holstered gun on his hip.
He looked through the driver's window. Emily wasn't there. He peered into the backseat. He saw Emily's bag and the box from the bakery. Through the clear plastic covering, he could see black and white cookies, sugar cookies, gingersnaps, a fudge brownie, and macaroons. His guesses were correct.
He tried the driver door. Unlocked. He opened it. Nothing looked out of the ordinary. He reached down and popped open the trunk. He closed the door and went to the back of the car. The trunk was empty, aside for the typical spare tire, ice brush, spare portable synthetic limb charger, and spare gun. John slammed the trunk shut.
He straightened. He looked around, turning in a complete circle. He spotted something. He ran across the street, avoiding a passing car.
He saw an arm and two legs. They were Emily's.
Someone took her.
Someone took her and didn't want to be found. They knew Emily had synthetics.
And they took her.
John stood, staring at what was in front of him.
The Wall.
It was a solid metal and concrete wall. Nothing could pass over it without risking extreme consequences, whether you were leaving the City or entering it.
Someone took Emily. They could have been from over The Wall.
Did they take Emily back over there?
John called the police.
He waited for them to come.
His world slowed down as the world around him sped up.
He fell to his knees.
He didn't have it in himself to cry. He had to hold himself together. His hands curled into fists, pulsing with anger and sadness.
The small velvet box in his pocket dug into his thigh.
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