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I decided to make this multi-chaptered after seeing the first episode of the new series. This is the lovely scene near the end of 2x01, where Tom saves Anya, and this is just me putting the scene into words, so totally canon universe.

DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN SERIES 2-EPISODE 1, THIS THING IS ONE HUGE SPOILER!

"Anya!"

Anya's head lay uncomfortably on a stone, her eyes closed, barely dozing. But this muffled shout called to her, his voice. She lifted her head as more little stones and dust fell atop her, sticking to her face and eyelashes, as though she wasn't already covered. She really hoped she wasn't imagining it.

"Tom?" She called, daring to hope he might have come to rescue her her once again, "To-m, I'm here!" She tried again, her voice cracking on his name..
She heard rubble shifting again as she had done for however long she and Al had been trapped; it felt like days since they had been collecting medical supplies for Greg. A sharp pang hit her heart as she realized they might be too late for him.

She took hold of a nearby rock and hit it hard against a sheet of metal that had once been part of the lights in the hospital.
"Tom!" She shouted without much volume; the dust around her had clogged her throat somewhat, "I'm here!" She banged the rock against the metal.

"Anya!" She heard him again and sobs of relief and exhaustion rose in her, he was there.

She repeated herself, her voice breaking "I'm here." She put her face into the gravelly rock and rubble she had been lying in and felt the first sobs line her throat, "Here!" She hit the metal again as the sound of more rubble moving filled her ears.
Rock hit metal once more as daylight shone into the chasm-like pit from her left side.

"Anya, it's okay." Tom told her, frantically moving more debris out of the passageway he'd made, and for the first time since being trapped under the remains of the hospital she'd once worked in, she truly believed it might be.
She forced her exhausted body on toward his face, framed by the sunlight she hadn't seen in what felt like years.

Once she was close enough, he gripped the tops of her aching arms and pulled her fowards. Her dirty hand gripped at his shoulders as he pulled her into the light, and she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, sobbing into his shoulder.

He supported most her her weight, hugging her tight against him. His breath was heavy and tired, but still relieved. "I thought you were dead." Tom said, his voice weaker than usual with relief. Her face was still pressed into his shoulder, her hysterical sobs muffled by him. His hand cradled the back of her head as her arms locked him in vice-like grip around his neck.

"Al! Al, where are you?!" Naj's shout with barely concealed anguish made her pulled back from Tom a little, only to lock his face between her hands tightly.

"You have to find him!" Anya's agonized gasp filled the short space between them, her eyes wild.


Hope you enjoyed it, I've got plenty more ideas for Tom/Anya stuff. I'm either going to do another of these where Tom is the protagonist or a drabbley one for a different Tom/Anya moment of episode 2x01, what do you think?

Disclaimer: I don't own Survivors, if anything, it owns me.

Bella