I caused a war between mutant beings and all of humanity. I didn't mean to I swear. It kinda just happened. I'm not even surprised anymore considering my luck and everything. Also, I think I have a superpower like in the comic but I'm not so sure. The thing just does whatever the fuck it wants.

Look I know it's confusing to hear so let me just explain from the beginning. It all started back when I first opened my eyes. Not for the first time ever, of course, I just mean after I was hit in the head with something and nearly died(again).

I opened my eyes only to be greeted with stupid ass bright lights. Ugh, who even makes these? Satan? I groaned as a buzzing pain raked my skull like someone was dragging their nails on the inside of my head.

I tried to turn my head to the side but that only made the pain worse. There was this annoying beeping sound that was driving me crazy! I tried to reach around me for something to either shut the noise up or put over my eyes but I couldn't, my hand and stub were strapped to the bed.

Panic rose in my chest at the thought of being strapped to a table/bed again after everything. I tried to move my legs but they were strapped down too. Shit.

I tried shifting around but all I felt was a slight draft from down below and I heard a chair scrape the floor. Mom's face blocked the bright lights all of a sudden.

"Kana!" She snapped holding me down. I stopped trying to escape and froze. My heart went from going 100 beats per second to at least the normal amount(whatever that was).

"Mom?" My voice cracked a little making me cringe. I couldn't believe my eyes that she was here, well, that and she was very blurry due to my fucked up vision.

Momma frowned when I started to ask why I was strapped to the bed.

"Well I don't know, maybe it has to do with the fact that you kicked multiple people and you wouldn't sit still for your surgery?" I blinked. Okay, mad Momma. Don't mess.

There was an awkward silence that hung in the air like cold mist in Ireland on those foggy nights. It was thick and intoxicating. We both had something we wanted to say but none of us could form the words.

"I uh..." Momma's head snapped up from the floor she was looking at so confused. I let out a little awkward cough. "It's...it's good to see you again Mom." I coughed the words up and Momma's worried looked disappeared within seconds of those words leaving my mouth. A small sad smile stretching across her lips meeting her eyes making them crinkle. Her whole body seemed to relax a little from it's past tense state.

Reaching for something Momma pressed a button and my bed started sitting up. Once it was at the position she wanted she reached forward with both hands, holding my face in them and I could feel the warmth emitting from her palms telling me she was really here and not just my head playing tricks on me. She leaned forward and planted a kiss on my forehead. I savored the moment while it lasted because although I was in a hospital and strapped to the bed I was with my Mom.

Once Momma pulled away she let her hands rake through my hair humming sweet music and setting it free into the air. I close my eyes letting her smooth touch and soothing voice lull me into a peaceful state of mind I hadn't felt in a long time. This feeling of warmth in my chest that grew with every stroke of her hands was so familiar compared to all the other times she held me in her arms and played with my wild locks of hair.

Removing her hands from my scalp I opened my eyes wondering why she stopped and I saw my long strand of hair in her hand. I saw just how long it was. Damn, I need to cut it soon.

"How is it this long?" She mumbled to herself. I sighed. I have a shit-ton of explaining to do.

"Momma?" She let out a little hum still having her attention locked on my hair. "I...I need to tell you something...about Ireland." Now I had her attention. Her golden eyes pierced my soul searching for an answer.

"Yes?" The caution laced in her voice was thick and unmistakably there. I sighed, I'm gonna have to tell her at one point, may as well do it know. Who knows when I'll pass out again. Or maybe my power/gift will kick in and then I'll have to do it.

Things could go horribly wrong though. What if she thinks I'm too freaky to be near? What if she leaves me after I just got back? Should I have just stayed in the lab for the rest of my life? Why did I even leave in the first place if I wasn't gonna be wanted back?

"Kana?" I snapped out of my spiral and looked up to see Mom holding my hand tilting her head this way and that. "Are...are you okay kiddo?" She looked at our hands. "If you don't want to talk about it it's fine."

She smiled up at me a determined look in her eyes.

"If there's anything bothering you, just know that," She reached out letting go of my hand and hugging me to the best of her ability what with my current position. "I'll always be here baby."

I smiled and melted into her warm touch. Warm and safe. I closed my eyes again holding onto the moment like last time. When Momma let go I spoke. I told her everything I could remember from having to leave to getting to Ireland and having to run from old buddies of Dad(well I didn't tell her everything). She stayed quiet through it all just nodding, a frowned was on her face the whole time. When I mentioned Dad she grits her teeth and looked ready to punch something. Maybe his grave, dance on it a little(that would be kind of funny to see).

Once I was done telling the story of why I left she told me that after all that I should either be hungry or tired. Obviously avoiding the subject but I didn't press on it demanding a reaction out of her. It was a lot to take in after all. I told her I was a little tired which wasn't a lie. I would never lie to her again. But there was another reason I told her I was tired, she just looked like she needed some time to process it all.

Before I fell back into unconsciousness I ask her:

"Why didn't Ash visit? O-Or the others?" Momma sighed.

"They-They'll come soon enough just," She looked away like she was holding something in. "Just hold on till then." I nodded and closed my eyes giving into the darkness.

I woke up to the sound of my heart monitor beeping again. I wasn't strapped down this time so I reached behind me and covered my ears with my pillow because the noise if freaking annoying! Like I get it, it just tells the doctors that I'm still alive but if it could shut up for a bit that would be great.

"Kana, are you up?" I snapped my eyes open sitting up quickly and immediately regretting the decision due to the pounding in my head. I felt Ash's hands on my shoulders slowly setting me back down and putting the pillow under my head. "Woah, calm down Kana it's just-"

I sat up again and hugged my sister tight making sure she was here. I could feel the warmth of her body heating up where mine touches her's. Her body was so much smaller than mine, I could cover her with my body if I could just stand. But Ash wouldn't let me. I felt a small drop of water hit the bearskin of my collarbone and I broke apart from our hug to wipe the tears from her eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey," I spoke only in a whisper looking my sister in the eyes. "It's okay Ash...I'm here now. It's going to be okay." Ash nodded closing her eyes putting a hand over her mouth to stifle her sobs but I took her hand away and held her as she cried stroking her hair the way Momma had done with me whenever I was down.

After just holding each other and crying for minutes on end Ash let go and sat down in the chair Momma had been before. She sniffled a little before smiling my favorite Ashy-smile.

"So," She started.

"So?"

"How was Ireland?" She asked cautiously like she was walking on a minefield. I sighed.

"Never going there again!" Ash raised a brow shifting her chair a little closer.

"That bad?" I nodded holding her outstretched hand.

"The worst, you know how hard it is to get off the damn place? Lovely scenery but worst place to be trapped in." Ash giggled rolling her eyes at the dramatic diva voice I used to further my point of how much Ireland sucks. "I could write a book about how much Ireland sucks!" Ash started laughing now.

"A whole novel?" I shook my head. I opened my one and a half arms wide open.

"A whole book series!" Ash was laughing a little harder but I noticed how she avoided talking about what happened.

"I could write a whole book series too." I raised a brow and 'crossed' my 'arms'.

"'Bout what?" I challenged. Ash held a smug little smile pretending to look at some microscopic mistake on her nails.

"Oh not much, just the fan club your lady love made you and all the stories she told about you." I blinked and tilted my head confused. I don't have a girlfriend, and why did she use that cheesy accent-OH.

"Lexie made me a fan club?" Ash laughs nodding, she crossed her legs and shifted a scooch closer.

"Yep," Ash popped the 'p'. "She talked about to the whole school like she was preaching about some mighty god or something." I sighed rolling my eyes. That girl.

"Is that all that happened or is there more to the story other than Lexie preaching about me to the whole school?" Ash paused tapping her chin with her index finger.

"Well, Momma did start talking with Jack. Made him a bunch of sweaters too." I laughed. Typical Momma. "Oh! Mel taught Jack a bunch of vines and memes too. Why do you look so confused-oh right? So yeah, Mel will probably explain what a vine is eventually anyway, so now Jack and Mel walk around the school talking in references so if you hear someone yell out 'Do it for the vine' please don't yell back 'I ain't gonna do it'. It'll only spark more yelling." I nodded not fully getting what a vine is(does she mean the plant vine?).

"So, tell me more about this fan club. Who do I have to look out for?" Ash chuckled.

"I think the biggest fans so far are Momma and Lexie." I sighed shaking my head. Of course. We talked for a little bit more and before we knew it the doctor came in asking Ash to leave so I could rest. Before Ash left we hugged each other twice, once to make sure the other was there and the last one to say goodbye without really speaking the words.

Now it was just me and the doctor.

"So Kana we're going to have to put you under to check if everything on the inside of you is in top-notch form. You went through a pretty rough wipeout back there kid." I said nothing staring at the doctor. His hair was clean and cut, gelled as far back as it could go. Pens in his coat pocket with his ID badge. He smiled at me. "Oh don't worry about keeping secrets," He tapped his badge. "I know everything I should about you. Along with your pretty little marks." I frowned at the way he spoke of my scars like they were just a normal paper cut or some shit.

I sighed getting bored of the doctor droning on about my multiple internally bleeding cuts he had to patch up and such.

"When do I get out?" I asked just wanting to know how long I was going to have to be stuck here.

"Well judging by what I saw and had to fix," He paused thinking. "About a week or two." So about five days, maybe more.

I nodded letting out a sigh of relief. The doctor noticed my sigh and raised a brow at me, his stupid happy-go-lucky grin still plaster on his greasy face. He reminded me of someone smug and that I didn't like but I couldn't quite name who.

"What's the happy sigh for? You won't be out for a looooooooong time sweetie." I shook my head.

"I'll be outta here sooner than you think buddy." The doctor raised his brows up high with that grin slapped on his face as he put me under.

"If you say so..." And with that, I was out like a light.

When I woke up a while later the same doctor was at my side with their weird ass smile. I groaned in annoyance. Like I said before I don't know why this dude bugs me. Itś just something about them that sends me on edge.

"I have good news for you kid," Doctor Smiley said with his ridiculously large grin.

"I never have to do homework again? If it's a yes that would be great." Smiley shook his head and laughed.

"No, no Kana darling. It just seems like you've been taking my advice and resting up just fine. You might just be out here in a week and a half." Four days.

Four days.

Four more days.

The next four days were boring. Day 3 the doctor thought I was doing incredible with my recovery and I had no visitor other than Momma and Ash. Day 2 and 1 were just like day three but with more check-ups and Doctor Smiley started to look a little more serious.

"Kana, may I ask you something?" I raised a brow.

"You just did." I retorted throwing my blanket over my head not wanting to talk to this guy. Or anyone really, even after hours and hours of sleep I was deadly tired and for once my insomnia had stayed at bay leaving me to rest fully after so long. I heard the doctor shuffle, his seat had been moved to the side making the little scrapping noise chairs always made when you move them across the floor.

"Kana this is serious, there might be something wrong with your recovery," This I paid attention to. I threw the blanket off my face making sure to still keep it on because it felt nice to have something hide me from the piercing eyes of the Doctor. I sat up straight with help from the Doctor even though I didn't need it. He didn't smile his usual madman grin and for once looked at me seriously. "Kana, were...were you given anything during your...absence?" I could tell he was choosing his words wisely. Everyone spoke like that to me know, like if they use the wrong word it would set me off. He looked at me like I was a bomb ticking down but no numbers showed to tell him how much longer he had.

I sighed. This was a conversation I was saving for the right time with my family before anything else.

"Well, "I started trying to think of a way to pull myself out of this. My eyes scanning the blurry room for an answer. Stupid fucked up vision. "I..."

"Yes?" The doctor said leaning in closer. I couldn't make out the name on the guy's tag but if he just leaned in a little closer I might.

"Um," Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, abort, abort, ABORT MISSION! I jumped out of bed and out to the hall accidentally hitting the doctor on lift off. I could hear him call my name but I was so not turning back.

Was this a good idea? Probably not.

Should I have done something better than running away? Probably.

Should I be coming up with a plan instead of just running down a random fucking hallway? Definitely.

I took a left at a fork and ran into the staircase next to the elevator. Going down the elevator might be a smarter idea since I haven't really been given the chance to move around, but then again it will be packed as FUCK since visiting hours are in, or maybe not.

Fuck it I'm jumping down the fucking stairs.

As I made my way quickly to the stairwell the doors to the elevator dinged signaling that whoever the fuck was in there was about to get off and that you should move out of the fucking way. I paused just a brief second for some reason and then the fear in my heart dropped to my stomach weighing a million pounds.

I looked around me. White plain walls, cold tiled floors. Damn. I shook my head forcing myself to snap out of it. Now is no time for PTSD. No is the time for action. I forced my feet to move forward beyond the quake in my step as I ran to the staircase flinging the door open. Another second glancing would have cost me another second in my escape.

As I stepped into the staircase I heard a voice call my name.

"Kana?" A voice called, it was sharp, sort of low-pitched but still kind of high. A thick accent weaved its way into the voice owner's words. I didn't freeze up when my brain recognized the voice. Instead, I ran down those damn stairs quicker than ever before because the owner of the voice was Lexie.

"What the-get back into the bed you prick!" She shouted at me as I hopped over the railing praying to the gods above that she wouldn't jump over herself and kill me. "Kana!" She snapped and I didn't need to tell my body twice to move or we'd die because it was already grabbing the railing and swinging us over the top so we wouldn't die at whatever age we were in right now. I think eighteen. Damn, I'm getting old. But still too young to die, and at the hands of a Baxter just makes matters worse.

"Kana get back here you insufferable little no good son of a-" She ranted on and on in multiple languages, half of which I'm sure were either made up or were way too far back in the past for anyone born after the 1400s would understand.

Dear gods above, this is Kana speaking. I know you've given up on humanity after we gave up on you but please just let me stay to live till I'm 22. I'll stop...dying? Is that good or do I need to do something else-

"Kana, catch!" I quickly turned around to see Lexie jump off the railing of the stairs a few flights above mine as she kept her eyes on me.

I should have offered something else. Fuc-

"Shit!" I cried out when Lexie collided with me. I managed to position myself just right to try and catch her or at least soften her fall gut she clung on to me so tight I lost balance and we toppled over. On instinct, I pulled her as close to my body as I could, wrapping her up into a ball to the best of my abilities and we fell. The stairs hurt a lot and we started to roll down them a little and I prayed that I was getting the worse of it.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" We screeched no caring who heard us because come on, who uses the stairs in a hospital? We all know you're all too lazy and take the elevator instead. Eventually, we hit the rise of the stairs and Lexie and I parted ways as I rolled some more while Lex probably stopped and my face hit bull's eye with the railing sending pain racking through my body and my nose.

For once my dad did me a solid. If it wasn't for him being an absolute idiot I might have never had this cool healing ability. Thanks, deadbeat douche lord Dad, you finally did something half-decent in your life. Even if you meant to grab Jack instead.

"Kana, oh my lord, are you okay?!" Lexie stood up holding onto the railing as she carefully and quickly made her way down the stairs to me. I gave her a smile.

"Oh don't worry your pretty little head Lex, I'll be better in a minute or two." If my math was even close to right that is. Lexie shook her head rolling her eyes at me letting out a frustrated grunt. I then noticed the backpack she had swung over her shoulder bouncing to the beat of her footsteps.

"Shut your mouth idiot and point to where it hurts," She didn't snap this time. Her words were said in a soft voice almost melodious to the ear. I sighed and she quickly pulled the backpack off her shoulders and opened up one of the many pockets. Bandages were in her hands, the normal ones you stick on and leave there because they're too painful to rip off.

"Other than you're nose, are you bleeding anywhere?" I shook my head and grasped her shaking hands in my own hand.

"Lex, I'm fine. Why would I lie to you after all this time and after everything that's happened?" Our eyes locked in place and I watched as all the fear and worry left her eyes yet her brows were furrowed. With a defeated sigh she stopped trying to squeeze the non-existent life out of the bandages.

"Why were you running? You're supposed to be in bed resting. Hell, you're not even supposed to be able to move so smoothly!" I sighed. Great, more questions. I shook my head feeling the pain all around my body slowly fade away into oblivion as I took deep breaths. I have to get out of here. I stood up letting go of Lexie's hands.

"I have to go," I muttered as I quickly made my way down the stairs going at a steady pace this time trying not to fall again. I heard Lexie shuffled behind me and then the pitter patter of her feet as she quickly made her way to me.

"Go?!" She screeched. "What do you mean go? You just got here!" I blinked and turned to look at her. Damn, she's way too close for comfort.

"Home, duh." Where the hell did she think I was going to? Ireland? Ha, as if.

"Home?" Lexie exploded. "You're supposed to be resting not going off whenever you please!" I rolled my eyes. We walked down the stairs and Lexie soon realized there was no talking me out of this or stopping me. Besides, I was all healed up so I was good to go for the long run( I think).

Lexie's hand suddenly rested on my shoulder forcing me to stop and turn to face her.

"Ugh, fine, if you're going to be so persistent about this then I guess I have no choice but to make sure you get home safely," I smirked as a noticeable pink tinged her face. I watched in silence as she started to pull out multiple items from her bag including her school uniform. I blinked confused and scratched my scar.

"Um...what are you doing?" Lexie looked up at me and the let out a big ol' breath and looked away.

"You're obviously going to go through with this. I...I'm going to keep you safe." She said a determined look in her eyes shimmered and I sighed and smiled.

"Aye, aye, Captin." I joked lightly punching her shoulder. "What's the plan?" Lexie whipped her head over to look at me so quickly I'm surprised her neck didn't snap in half.

"What?" she asked her voice quivering a bit.

"What's the plan? You're better at it than me which is why you're the leader stupid Brit." I teased and sat down in front of her and I waited as Lexie thought about it a bit searching through the many items in her bag.

Then after about half a minute, she extended her hand holding her school uniform.

"Here, it might be a tight fit since you're taller but it'll do," I smiled and nodded.

"Thanks, Felicity."

"No problem Sheridan." I snickered. Same old Lex. I looked at the uniform in my hands. It's been so long since I've seen this damn thing. I sighed looking at the ruby red vest and the nostalgia kicked in. Will I ever be able to wear my green one again?

(Lexie)

OH, MY GOD! OH, MY GOD! OH, MY GODS ABOVE SHE'S WEARING MY VEST! HOLY SHIT!

No Lex! Calm down, you need to come up with a plan to get both of you out of here.

I looked over to see Kana was already dressed and GOD DAMN! It should be illegal to look that good. Kana looked at herself all over of it to make sure she looks ok but damn it she's a fucking goddess even with all her scars. Both physically and personally.

I sighed and thought about the multiple possibilities. This Kana couldn't even be m-our Kana. It could just be another clone.

But if it was another clone then I shouldn't treat her any less then I would treat the real Kana. Wait what number Kana is this? How are they still making more? Or does she make them? If Kana doesn't make them then how?

Wait no stop, Lexie. Calm down. All will come if you just wait. Answers will come to those who are patient and persistent. Patience yields focus.

I took a deep shaky breath and then let it go after a few seconds.

"So what now Lex?" I faced her fully now looking at Kana dead in the eyes. I threw all my walls down and let her see everything that I felt played on my face like an open show with nothing to hide behind. This is Kana(or a clone) I'm talking to.

"Well since our ride is just in the parking lot all we need to do is sneak out and drive off and since your stay here was mainly kept a secret and your cover was as a victim of a car wreck in the storm. They won't go around telling everyone you've left. If we can just get to one of the lower floors we can hop out a window." Kana nodded taking it all in and started fumbling with her clothes and muttering to herself. Her footsteps were light as she started to pace the floors.

"Kana?" She let out a small 'hmm...?' as a response still messing with my vest and pacing. "What are you thinking?"

Kana looked over at me and I could see the hesitation clear on her face. She made a move to walk towards me but ended up just rocking on her feet instead.

"Kana come on," I coxed and took her hand in mine. "We're a team, you don't have to hesitate to give in your input."

Kana nodded and sighed.

"Lex?" I nodded.

"Yes?" She shifted from foot to foot looking around as if something might come out and attack us.

"What if I told you I can get us out of here without having to go down so many floors?" I smiled not completely sure what she was trying to say.

"Well, then that's great news. We'll get out quicker." Kana sighed, her breath shaking and she let go of my hand so she could scratch at her chin scar. I shook my head trying not to break a grin seeing the old habit I see she kept.

"Kana, is there something else?" Kana took a deep breath and let it out.

"How long will it take to get back home?" I thought about it for a second.

"About an hour at most, why?" Kana nodded and started to pace muttered numbers and something about bones fixing. I started to feel a little iffy about Kana's new adjustment to the plan when she started mumbling about bones and breaking and fixing.

Suddenly Kana stopped pacing and turned to me with a determined look on her face. She strode over taking my hand in hers.

"I have an idea, it's not pretty but it'll work." I blinked and swallowed the lump in my throat.

"So...what's the plan exactly?" Kana smirked, raising an eyebrow, and give me her signature crooked smirk.

"I break my legs!" She said like it was the most normal thing to say to someone you're escaping hospital with.

"WHAT?! No, no, o, no, no, NO! You are so very NOT going to break your legs, are you crazy Kana!? We're trying to escape a hospital, not get you into another one!" Kana laughed and shook her head.

"Don't worry Lex. My legs will heal in like a day and a half. No big. I'll be able to walk normally if we just let my leg till then." I shook my head. This is definitely Kana. Making stupid plans to break something in her body that wasn't already broken.

"Kana, bones don't work that way! How high are you planning we fall off from?!" Kana shrugged.

"Just the sixth floor. We can make it seven if you like but then it would take a little longer than a day and a half. It would take me about two days at most-" I smacked her upside on the head.

"Kana we are NOT jumping off the seventh, sixth, or even any number higher than the third floor. These walls are about 3.5 meters high. We'd be falling about 19 meters! That's a 90% chance that we'd DIE! Not just fracturing legs!" Kana shook her head. "Kana listen to me, no human can survive that fall." I snapped looking her in the eyes trying to talking some sense into that girl.

She wouldn't meet my gaze and sighed giving me a weak smile.

"Well funny thing is Lex, I'm not as human as you think." I blinked.

"A-are you a clone?" Kana blinked confused then shook her head frustrated.

"No, why would you-...oh. I'm no clone, Lexie." I crossed my arms and glared at her.

"Prove it," I demanded but she wasn't looking at me. She was too busy looking around us and I noticed her impatient foot hitting the ground over and over again.

"Um, how about we escape then I explain." I frowned.

"How about no-WOAH!" Kana grabbed my arm and took me with her. I barely managed to put on my bag as she threw it at me and she bolted forward and I chased after her.

"Kana what-?!" SHe covered my mouth and pointed up.

"HOLD ON I HEARD SOMETHING!" Someone yelled from above and I heard the light pitter-patter of footsteps.

"Damn, come on Lex. I think it's time to get this show on the road." I nodded then realized that we were still going with Plan Crazy. I sighed and ran with Kana. I just hope we don't die.

We got to the door with the big six painted on the forth and we ran right through it. Gods above we're really going through with this. I'm literally letting an injured hospital patient fling herself out a window!

I sighed and ran a little bit faster so I could take Kana's hand in mine.

"I HOPE YOU'RE RIGHT ABOUT THIS!" I snapped and Kana gave me her perfect smile that could possibly get her out of any situation. I could see the daredevil twinkle in her eyes and I felt my heart race forward sending a warm feeling all over.

(Kana)

I smiled at Lexie and the familiar warm feeling swept over me like the ocean waves on the shore except it never went away. It only got stronger. The pounding of my heart was sent into overdrive and I started to doubt myself but then I reminded myself that Lexie trusted me. I could see it in her eyes and I can't let her down again.

I still can't believe she trusted me to let me go through with my plan to jump out a window. I'm literally taking an innocent( sort of) person with me and launching us both out of a window. Well shit, I'm never going to be forgiven by Oprah that's for sure.

We reached a window and I saw that there was little to no hope of opening it. I let go of Lexie's had to grab my gun but then I remembered that my gun was not with me anymore. Fuck.

"Lexie, you wouldn't happen to have anything that could, oh I don't know, break a hospital window in that bag of yours?" Lexie raised a brow.

"You really don't think I have something to break a window do you?" I shrugged.

"Well do you?" She sighed and took off her bag.

"You're lucky I'm so paranoid." She reached into a small makeup bag and took out a tube of either chapstick or lipstick. I frowned. The hell is that gonna do? Make us look hot as we smash a window and jump out of it?

Lexie started to apply the lipstick onto the window making a pretty big hole when I heard someone yell at us.

"Hey, what are you crazy kids doing here so late?!" Shit. The person started to storm over and I looked at Lexie.

"Hey if you could...how?" I looked at the once normal window that now had a huge hole that looked kinda sloppy but I ain't complaining. I smirked.

"I can always count on you can't I Lex?" I laughed. I hopped on the window balancing myself and held out my hand to Lexie. I could see her hesitation and I raised a brow. "What's wrong you stupid Brit? Scared?" She slowly reached out her hand and I took it in mine quickly.

"Hey, it's okay. I've got you."