Break out

Author notes: I got this idea out of nowhere and I'm going with it to see where it leads me.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except my OC's.

Chapter 4,

"C'mon buddy, time to get out of here." Duo murmured as he pushed Heero up and into the air shaft. He quickly followed suit and the two of them silently inched toward the outside exit of the air shaft. Once they made it out to the courtyard Heero unceremoniously dropped his body out of the air shaft and onto the sad excuse for a rose bush below it. He quickly moved when Duo came down as well.

"Well so far so good. Next we'll have to wait for dawn." Duo said as he led Heero through the mass of search light beams toward the only lonely tool shed the prison had where they would wait out their chance. Duo had timed his programs so that the security of the prison would be hacked into the moment the guards were about to find out he and Heero were no longer there which would be when the guard with their breakfast or what was to pass for that came to their cells. Then the alarms would go off and while the guards were busy chasing one alarm after another Duo would use the distraction to get into the laundry area which was separated from the main confinement building so as to prevent escapes. The laundry truck would be their final ride to freedom and after that it was merely a matter of getting to Genesis ground without getting caught.

Heero followed meekly and Duo easily noticed the limp he tried to hide. When they managed to get to the tool shed Heero slid down in the darkest corner he could find and began to shiver. Duo knelt by his side. He checked his shivering friend over entirely and growled as he found more injuries then just the ones Heero had claimed earlier. The boy's wrists were likely sprained at best and broken at worst. The ankle was definitely a big mess, but how big was impossible to deduce with the swelling on it and he wasn't even going to begin to assess the mental scarring this place had put on Heero. He'd have his work cut out for him if he was to help Heero. The boy would likely be stuck in his own mental prison for a while yet, but for now Duo rationalized it didn't matter. A small part of Heero was still yearning for freedom and the boy was grasping that part with both hands. Duo would help Heero to escape this place and after once they were in Quatre's territory? Well he hoped that just the knowledge that without Quatre's permission no one would ever lock him up again would help Heero break his own isolation and truly break free from the prison for good.

Duo grabbed a discarded potato sack that lay in the shed and began to work. The shed had no window so he had to rely on Quatre's information and his own observations prior to getting arrested. By those bits of information he calculated that they had only to wait for a little under an hour and then by that time, just before the prison's cells would open on the command of Duo's nifty little program, they would be in a laundry truck and ushered out the gates quickly to get the unarmed civilian Laundromat people out before they got caught in the violence of the mass break out.

Duo laughed as he finished turning the sack into a makeshift backpack and put the first aid chest's contents in it. Quatre had been quite adamant about how it was only Heero wanting to prove he wasn't a mindless killer that kept him in lock up and that if Heero had truly wanted to he'd have been able to escape at least five times before they noticed he did. They were so far not detected and his day in jail had been well worth it to learn the schedule of feeding and beating the guards maintained. The tool shed yielded some interesting odds and ends for him to use later on, but not much in the way of food Duo had counted on that though and had several points along the route he'd chosen to travel set up to yield food packs and medicine of all kinds for him to utilize.

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Heero sighed softly as he watched Duo rummage around the tool shed. Part of him; the annoying part that was shaking, wanted very much to go back and not do anything to risk speeding up his inevitably painful death. However a slowly growing part of him was jumping for joy at the thought of leaving behind the walls of this place. All too soon for his liking they were on the move again; Duo urging him and coaxing him to come along. He had spend the time until sunrise in his corner of the shed watching Duo pack up everything that might be important. He'd meekly eaten the nutribar Duo pushed into his hands, but only after Duo snapped at him to eat it using their war time codes.

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I should go back…it's dangerous…I don't want to get in trouble…they'll send me to the tank…I don't like the tank…anything but that… He pulled his legs closer to himself trying not to shiver.

If we go back now they'll just lock us back up and torture us more. he looked up at the voice that sounded so much like his own. The other before him was much taller and he had a hard time looking all the way up. The other looked just like him; only his pants were different. The other looked down at him sadly.

But they'll be more angry if I don't come back. I have to be a good boy. I have to do what they say. I don't want to be punished. he whispered softly looking back down. The other kneeled by his side.

They'll punish you either way. The other said frowning as he looked at his younger self.

But this guy… he asked confusedly. He'd always been taught never to go with strangers. Even Old man Odin had said so.

You can trust him. He's good people. the other his older self said.

Nu uh! Odin said so! never trust anyone! Other people will just end up betraying you if they think it'll help them get better or if they can get money! he said angrily.

Duo won't. He's good people; he'll protect us. his older self said stubbornly.

You say that, but what if you're just lying too? he said wrapping his arms tighter around himself.

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