A/N

Hi, so this is the second chapter and I'm going to warn that Viola and Lee have some close moments, but for those who don't like it, don't worry, there won't be any more. If anyone does enjoy reading about Lee and Viola, then please tell me!

{Lee}

"She's not breathing!" A woman who is think is Mistress Lawson shrieks.

I jolt up,

"What?" I yell. Todd shouts through the com at the same time,

"I'm coming," he announces, hanging up as I try walk over to Viola.

"Nicola! Nicola!" calls the Mistress.

"Wilf" I cry, needing noise in order to see what's going on.

Wilf burst into the room and I immediately delve into his noise, working out what's happening.

Mistress Lawson is bent over Viola, blowing air into her mouth and kind of pumping on her rib cage (A/N I wasn't really sure how to describe CPR but I always didn't want Lee to know what it is, sorry!) as Mistress Coyle rushes in with Simone.

"Whoots appenin?" Wilf cries, his noise filled with panic, worry and confusion.

No one answers as Mistress Lawson continues to 'pump' Viola whilst Mistress Coyle blows into Viola's mouth, barely pausing to take a breath herself.

Simone kneels next to the bed, holding Viola's hand, softly chanting,

"Come on Vi, I need you Vi."

"Ooh dear." Wilf sighs, gripping one of the beds.

It then dawns on me what is actually happening. Viola isn't breathing. Her heart's stopped. My ears starts to ring as the panic in Wilf's noise rises when Mistress Coyle groans,

"Breath my girl, we need your strength."

I hear hooves beating along the ground as Mistress Coyle continues to pump. Todd rushes in, his noise non- existent as Viola gives a small cough, the entire room sighing with relief.

"Viola love, can you hear me?" Simone asks tentatively as Mistress Coyle puts the breathing aid back over Viola's mouth.

Viola coughs again, squeezing my hand that I didn't even realise she was holding. I squeeze back softly, ignoring the jealousy in Todd's eyes.

Wilf's noise once again resumes its general bumble of happiness, filled with Jane and ox as Todd stares at our entwined hands.

"Well... I know that Viola's okay so... I guess I'll go." Todd mutters.

Viola lets go of my hand, reaching out for Todd but he carries on walking, head down.

Viola mumbles something but the breathing aid muffles it. She suddenly puts her head down on the pillow, teeth clenched, eyes clothes. I take her hand again,

"Viola, squeeze if your in pain." I say,

There's nothing for a while, but then I feel the weakest squeeze in the history of the world.

"Is it your arm? Your head, your chest?" She squeezes when I say the last one and Mistress Coyle frowns,

"I haven't tested these antibiotics yet, but I'm gonna put her onto them, nothing else is working."

I nod, not letting go of Viola's hand as Mistress Coyle sedates her, taking away the pain.

{Todd}

A week after Viola stopped breathing and the town seems wrong. The ROAR has changed into more of a MOAN.

It seems louder and darker, filled with woe.

I'm sitting in my tent in the evening and I can't take it any longer, I call Viola.

The comm is answered after a few rings but the image come up of Viola, unconscious.

She has a breathing aid over her mouth and nose, lying on her back, head turned slightly to the side.

A pale blue blanket is draped over her body, covering her bad arm. Her other arm is on top of the blanket, connected to two different drips, one from her forearm, another from her hand.

There is some shuffling when the comm is turned round and Mistress Coyle says,

"Are you with anyone Todd?"

I shake my head, remembering that the Mayor told me he was gonna do a round of the village, checking in on everyone.

Coyle nods, blowing out a breath before saying,

"Pack a bag Todd, then come on up here, I'm afraid you'll have to leave your horse, but feel free to say goodbye. We have to run, trust us, do it for Viola."

Mistress Coyle hangs up and I am left in my tent, questioning the entire world.

After about 5 minutes, I pick up my rucksack that's been packed for weeks, just in case me and Viola needed to run.

I don't go to say goodbye to Angharred because I know that it will makes things harder, and she will try to follow me.

Although Mistress Coyle is one of the last people I would ever trust, I believe everyone else on that ship, even Lee.

It takes me another 10 minutes to jog up the hill and when I get there, I find Bradley and Mistress Coyle with a very woozy Viola draped over their shoulders, breathing aid still on.

"Is she's alright?" I ask as Mistress Lawson wraps a bandage around Viola's bleeding arm; I presume they took the drips out in a rush.

"She's fine, just tired. But this journey will be hard on her, we will have to slow things down." Coyle replies as Viola wakes a bit, her eyes lighting up a when she sees me.

"Why do we have to go? Is it cos the town sounds different, I noticed that a couple o days ago."

"Yes Todd, it is." Bradley begins but Mistress Coyle interrupts as we walk out the door. Viola supported by Bradley and Wilf, I swap with Wilf, wanting to be there for Viola like I haven't been recently.

"Todd, I don't suppose you remember, about a week and a half ago, the Mayor announced that he had found a cure for the bands?"

Viola is leaning heavily into me, a cord from her breathing aid twisting round my arm into Bradley's bag. I nod.

"Well, most women were as ill as Viola at that point, some even worse. Women thought that if they were going to die, they might as well take the cure, and if it killed them, they were dying anyway." I nod again, not liking the way this is going.

"The cure did something worse than kill the women. It gave them noise. But not normal noise; a dark, miserable noise that drowns them. Most women have lost their sanity, completely driven mad by their horrific noise. The thing is, the noise also allows the Mayor to control women, our silence being the only advantage we had over him. I wanted to go and save the women, but there's no point. We must run, to a far land, where all this can be forgotten and we can start over again. It's a big planet. We don't need Haven."

Coyle strides off to the front of our group. I try to name everyone walking with me as the new information runs free in my mind;

Viola, Bradley, Coyle, Lee, Lawson, Simone, Jane, Wilf and about 7 other women who I don't recognise.

Bradley stumbles and I grunt as Viola's full weight is pushed into me. She moans slightly, her bad arm hitting the floor.

"We're never gonna make it." I sigh as Viola fights to keep her eyes open and her legs moving.

It's dark and the MOAN of the town is fading as we enter to forest.

"It's a better fate then being taken over by the Mayor." Bradley replies and I blow a bit of my hair out my eyes.

I have some stubble on my chin (more then Davy ever had) and my voice is becoming deeper. I am growing much taller, becoming a proper man.

"Who cares about being tall, a proper man doesn't have to be tall, he just has to be kind." Bradley announces,

"Quit reading."

I'm about to lock my noise away but I remember how Viola hates it, so I open it up, hoping to spur her on.

I notice Bradley smiling slightly but I ignore it, concentrating on helping Viola navigate the uneven terrain as we get deeper into the forest.

After hours of walking, Viola hasn't said anything, not partaking in mine and Bradley's conversations, even if we ask her a question. Eventually, she collapses, going completely limp.

Bradley cries out, the cord connecting his bag and Viola's breathing aid pulling him down.

I kneel next to Viola, seeing if she is awake.

"Viola? Are yer awake?" I ask softly, Bradley kneels next to me.

I see Viola try open her eyes, but she can't. I squeeze her hand to let her know it's okay as Bradley tells the group to stop.

"We've walked far enough, we need to stop."

A/N

Again, I'm really sorry it was such a shit ending, please forgive me and don't worry, Angharred will be united with Todd again!