Hey, i'm so amazed! I felt like writing and managed to get a second chapter finished already! This is a Maggie chapter but other characters will be shown up eventually. I hope you all like it.

I've found a reason to show

A side of me you didn't know

A reason for all that I do

And the reason is you

-The Reason by Hoobastank

Chapter 2 Maggie

Maggie heaved Dai down the couple of steps leading out of the hospital. Once down, she glanced around for the road Hal had told them to meet at earlier. She saw it with relief, just to the left. Dragging Dai was difficult but doable.

Maggie had been investigating an, empty, storage closet when Dai had yelled out. She had hurried towards his voice as fast as she could. When she had reached him, he'd been collapsed on a table. The skitters must have taken him by surprised. She was just grateful that they hadn't dealt him any more life threatening injuries.

When Maggie could carry Dai no farther, she lowered him to the ground, carefully, behind an abandoned minivan. She had to sit for a minute to get her breath back, but stood as soon as she could. It was then that she remembered the gash in her arm. Maggie tore off the ragged sleeve of her shirt and tied what remained of it as best she could around the long cut. Then, not caring if she was seen, Maggie sprinted to the door she had left through with Dai.

She had barely left her cover when the sounds of way too many mechs caught her attention. Maggie saw them right after she heard them. At least a dozen of the things were marching down a road that ran perpendicular to her own. Without thinking, Maggie leapt behind one of the many cars that lined the street.

As much as she wanted to reach the hospital and find Hal, she knew that getting herself found by the mechs would help no one. They were approaching the hospital at a rapid pace, but to her surprise every last one of them halted in a line when they had almost reached it.

As one, they targeted the building and let out a series of long shots. At the same time, Maggie could hear the same thing happening from all directions. The building began to crumble. Within seconds the second floor was falling in on the first. Maggie could only stare in shock as the mechs halted without warning and began marching away.

Only when they were out of sight did she shake herself out of her daze. Panting heavily, Maggie ran towards the decimated hospital. Only a portion of one wing was left even slightly in tact. She ran in through the crooked doorway.

"Hal!" She called but the sound was muffled by the clouds of dust. She coughed but continued forward. She had gone only a few paces before she was met by a slope of rubble.

Maggie was about to try elsewhere when something caught her attention. Poking out of the concrete and plaster was a hand with long green fingers. "Hal!" She called again, hoping that he had some how made it out. If the skitter was here, then he must be close. But to her disappointment, though not her surprise, there came no answer. Maggie half heartedly dug in a few places but gave up when it turned out to be hopeless.

Instead, she went outside. Maggie looked all around the door, hoping desperately that Hal was somewhere in the grass. Again, her search was in vain. Looking up, she saw that the sun was just above the tree line.

Digging her nails into her palms, Maggie ran towards what remained of the cafeteria. She struggled to pry open the heavy metal door but it was crumpled in places and wouldn't budge. She stepped back, shaking slightly. Maggie took a deep breath and, glaring at the ruined hospital, knew she couldn't give up just yet. Hal was a survivor, he didn't just die.

The sky was pitch black by the time Maggie finally collapsed onto the rock strew lawn. Her vision grew fuzzy as exhaustion overtook her. Unable to resist, Maggie's head rolled on her shoulder's and she slipped into sleep.

Maggie awoke with a muffled shout. Blearily, she looked around and was dismayed to see that the sun was already well above the horizon. She hissed as pain tingled through her fingers. Standing, she saw that they were covered in blood and bunches of small cuts and scrapes from where she had pulled at the rubbled.

Maggie took a fumbling step forward, but halted, remembering Dai. Hating herself, she turned away from the wreck in front of her. She knew there was nothing more she could do for Hal, if he was alive he'd head back to the school.

And he had to be alive. She hadn't had a chance to say goodbye. She hadn't had a chance to really talk with him. She hadn't even told him…

Maggie was sore all over and couldn't bring herself to walk any faster than a slow trudge even though she knew the time Weaver had told them to meet was quickly approaching.

She was surprised to see that Dai was still unconscious when she reached him. Maggie bent down to inspect the cut over his eye. It wasn't very deep, but a dark bruise was spreading around it. Putting a hand to the man's forehead, she was worried to feel it hotter than it should have been.

"Come on," Maggie muttered to her self. "Let's get you up."

She slung the pack of medical supplies over her shoulder. If she had known anything at all about medicine, she might have been able to help Dai, but as the bleeding had already stopped there wasn't much she could do. It would be better to just get him back to Anne as fast as possible.

After a few tries, Maggie knew she realized there was no way she would be able to carry her friend any kind of distance. Looking around, she saw that some of the houses' garage doors were opened. In the third, she found an old four wheeler which still worked. Sighing in relief, Maggie drove it to where Dai was lying. It took some effort, but eventually he was seated behind her. She draped his arms around her neck to try and prevent him from falling off.

Carefully, Maggie began driving down the street.

After about forty-five minutes of riding, Maggie left the town the hospital was in. She knew from her previous journeys to the hospital that after a stretch of woodland they would be in the town of the school, and almost half way there.

Unfortunately, the four wheeler chose then to sputter to a halt. "Aargh!" Maggie stood and, carefully not to drop him, draped Dai's arm over one of her shoulders. Holding his waist with one had and his arm with her other, Maggie began to trek forward.

The going was painfully slow and Maggie's legs began to shake after ten minutes. After fifteen her vision had begun to swim. The gun and medicine pack weighed heavily on one shoulder while her other was numb from Dai's weight.

Looking up she saw that she had almost reached the large town where the school was. Maggie went to take another step, but sunk to the ground instead. She was vaguely aware that her arm had started gushing blood again. She figured that couldn't be a good sign.

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