Hey guys! I loved Marie Lu's book and this is what I think that happened after Day and June got on that train to Las Vegas and how they cope with his injury.

I'm wainting for your opinions! :)

And, of course, Day and June and the world doesn't belong to me.

Chapter 1

June opened her eyes when she heard a soft moan coming from Day. He was staying across her in the wagon, his head against the wall. His face was wrapped in pain, his blonde hair was wet with sweat and his breath was ragged.

"Are you okay?" June asked.

She knew that Day was far from fine, but this was the only thing she could say. Seeing him in so much pain was making her heart ache and she felt even worse not knowing what to do.

"Yeah. I'll be fine."

It was only a whisper coming from Day, but June heard it and tried to think what to do. She had some medical skills, which she had learnt at Drake but she didn't have any equipment. June sighed and looked again at Day. He tried to open his eyes and she saw so much pain in those blue oceans that her heart hurt even more. She looked around and spotted the boxes arranged in the back of the old wagon. In those were stuff needed by the military forces in Las Vegas and, with a little bit of luck, maybe in one of them was a first aid kit. Gauze, some alcohol and a needle to make some stiches would be useful.

Not wanting to leave any fingerprints on the boxes, she took the gloves that were part of her uniform and put them on. Then, she got up and moved towards the boxes.

"What are you doing?" Came a whisper from Day.

"I need a first aid kit. Your leg is getting worse and I figured that I'd find something in these boxes."

"Let me help you."

June turned back immediately and she put her hands on Day's shoulders to stop him from moving. Then she noticed he was shivering and he was running a fever. Probably the wound was getting infected.

"Stay still. Don't move or you'll make that leg even worse. I can handle it."

Day sighed and closed his eyes. June took a blanked that they stole before they'd gotten on the train and wrapped it around the boy's shoulders. She couldn't believe that this boy standing in front of her and looking so fragile was the Republic's most wanted criminal. He was looking so innocent and young.

'You must concentrate,' she told herself and went to open the boxes.

After a few unlucky ones, June found a small and old first aid kit. She was so happy that she wanted to scream, but she reminded herself that there was work to be done. She didn't save Day from his execution just to let him die from an infected wound. June went by Day's side and kneeled over, putting a hand on his forehead. He was burning up.

"Day. Day, look at me. You need to take two of these."

Day slowly opened his eyes and looked at June, trying to concentrate.

"Wha…?"

He was so tired that he couldn't talk. He only wanted to sleep and never wake up. He didn't wanted to feel so much pain. He wanted to meet with mom and John.

"Day, stay with me! Don't you dare go to sleep!"

June knew that he snapped Day out of his thoughts and that now he concentrated on her. Thankfully, he was a little bit more awake. She handed him two pain pills that she'd found in the kit and a bottle of water from their provisions. Day swallowed them happily and then he started to relax a little bit.

"Now I'm going to clear that wound of yours and stich it, okay?"

June knew that the only way to keep him awake was to talk to him. The only answer she got was a soft moan, but it was enough.

"This is going to hurt."

She took the rubbing alcohol and she took a deep breath. After that, she poured the liquid on Day's wound, keeping a hand over his mouth to suppress his shout. When June took her hand, she could see the pained expression on Day's face and she was almost crying. But she had to be strong.

Now, with the wound cleared, she told Day that she's going to stich it. Day only nodded, trying to breathe through the pain as June quickly stitched the wound and applied gauze over it. Then, she bandaged his leg, trying to cause him as less pain as possible.

"It's done. You can rest now, Day."

She started cleaning up, when she heard a whisper coming from Day.

"Where are we, June?"

"We're a long way from Las Vegas, it will take several days to get there and maybe a lot more to find the Patriots. I still can't believe that they decided to hide in a military city."

"If I don't make it, promise me that you'll be safe."

Day's words terrified June. He wasn't going to die. She wouldn't let him. He was the legend, the only person the Republic couldn't get their hands on and she'd make sure that a leg wound wouldn't take him down.

"Don't talk like that. You'll survive, you always survive. The Republic's citizens need you. I… need you, Day."

Day's heartbeat accelerated as he heard those words coming from June's mouth. He wouldn't have ever expected this to happen. She, the girl who he kissed, the one who set him up and gave him to the Republic, the one who saved him from death, needed him. And Day knew that he needed June more than anything. Even after all she had done, he felt drawn to her.

He tried to smile, to hide the pain from her, but it was almost impossible. His face grimaced and he let out a sigh, resting his head on the cold metal of the wagon.

"Thank you, June…", he whispered as he drifted into a dreamless sleep.

June smiled as she watched Day sleep and she took another blanked and rested it on him. Then, she took a peak outside the wagon. It was night and they were certainly out of Los Angeles. The train was moving very slow and she wondered how much it will take to get to Las Vegas. There were only 269 miles to go. June sighed and tried to take in all the details she could find outside. Unfortunately, she couldn't see anything, it was pitching black. She could only see a halo of light far away behind them – that was probably Los Angeles.

For the tenth time over the night, June wondered what will happen to Day and her when they get to Las Vegas. What will happen to them if they are caught? Is she a wanted criminal like Day? She couldn't believe that the system in which she believed so much turned out to be so sick. The Republic was like a disease.

June couldn't stop asking herself why would they hide Day's test results and turn him into a lab rat. He had a perfect score, just like her, but he didn't deserve what she deserved. The system was so corrupted. And all of Day's misfortune came from the fact that he was from Lake District. If Daniel would've been born in the Ruby District, maybe he'd been also a celebrity, like her. And if she would've been born in Lake, then she'd be the lab rat. All of this was so screwed up.

She sighed again.

"C'mere."

It was only a whisper but June heard it loud and clear. She turned to face the beautiful boy resting on the floor. She couldn't get enough of his beauty, of his perfectly shaped face and even the imperfections, like the eye one, seemed beautiful on him. Even though he was in pain, Day could make a room shine only by standing in it. June smiled and sat next to Day, resting her head on his shoulder. She felt his arm dragging her closer and his lips touching her hair. She immediately relaxed. Even though, he was hurt, June felt very safe around Day.

"June, sleep. Everything can wait until tomorrow."

She sighed again and closed her eyes, inhaling Day's scent and letting herself slip into a dreamless sleep. The next that was going to be a long one and they needed to be ready.

So, what do you think? It's worth continuing?