Sylvie turned her hand over, palm up she could see the blisters beginning to form. Checking Cruz wasn't looking she shook her hand out then quickly turning she picked up another rock and threw it down to the floor.

Between them they'd managed to make a dent in the upper section of the rubble. Cruz reasoned if they were lucky, they'd tunnel out inside the shaft. Deciding to believe in the power of positive thinking she ignored the if in his statement.

Or as much as she could.

They'd heard nothing from the others. The radio on Cruz's jacket remaining silent. The chances where the others were some place with poor reception and just couldn't get through.

Sylvie shook her head pulling another rock and throwing down to the floor.

"Rest time" Cruz said slipping down the short distance between them.

"I can keep going." She replied.

"In case it wasn't clear that wasn't a request" he said offering his hand to help her down.

"Right" she nodded letting him help her the rest of the way down the rubble until they could stand on firm ground again.

"Here drink this" he held out a bottle. "But just a few sips."

"What do you think?" she asked looking back at the hole they were creating.

"We'll get there." He said with a shrug. "It's just going to take some time."

"I'm never complaining about your mess in the apartment again" she sniffed.

"Well you won't have to soon" he nudged her with his shoulder. "The Chaplin works fast!"

"Yep he does." She smiled handing him the bottle back.

"You know I'm happy for you right?" he said taking a few sips of water. "Just going to miss you around the apartment and at work, and at Molly's"

"That list just makes me thing we need to get out more." She laughed.

"Well you're doing just that remember. Getting out of here and starting something new."

"I guess I am."

They lapsed into silence Sylvie let her head hang a little and closed her eyes.

"Hey"

She jerked up, holding out her hands.

"Sorry." Cruz shrugged. "You looked like you were about to pass out."

"No that's okay. Think I was falling asleep for a moment."

"Probably not the best place to be doing that." Cruz looked back at the rubble. "We should get back to it."

"If only to stop me from falling asleep." She grinned.

Cruz nodded but he didn't smile.

An hour later Cruz lay on his belly pushing his head through the gap they'd made between the rubble and the top of the opening to the lift shaft.

"I defiantly feel air coming in."

"That's good right?"

He didn't reply shifting his weight and causing small bits to roll down the pile of rocks. He began pulling rocks out from within the gap.

Sylvie looked at the radio she held. He'd handed it to her before he'd pushed himself into the opening. Now it sat like a weight in her hands. She wanted to try and reach out to the others find out if they were okay. Had they found Hermann and Ritter? were they on their way back?

"Aw"

"Cruz?"

"A rock moved" he said pulling himself backwards and rubbing his forehead.

"Moved?" Sylvie raised an eyebrow.

"It did."

"I'm not arguing that." She replied pointing to the hole where a rock tumbled out.

Cruz quickly pushed himself back into the opening. "Hello!" he called. "Can anyone hear me?"

"Hello? Cruz?"

"Otis?"

"Hey buddy I can hear you." Otis's voice sounded far off drifting between the rubble.

"We made an opening our side." Said Cruz "I think you're near it some rocks just fell."

"Good. Keep back there could be more don't want to bury you." Otis called back.

Cruz pulled back and slid down to Sylvie. "Come on let's get out of the way our bits done for now."

"What about the others?" she asked holding up the radio.

"It's patchy in there. Best to wait to hear from them" he took the radio from her hands and placed it on the floor by his gear.

Some rocks rolled down the pile bouncing and skidding onto the floor with a clunk. Cruz smiled.

"What?"

"Just Otis coming to the rescue. We're going to be hearing about this for weeks if not months."

She smiled.

A few more fell then a beam of light shone through.

"I see them" Otis called out. "Brett, Cruz."

Cruz quickly climbed a little way back up. Holding a hand up to block out the bright light. "What now?"

"Give us a minute to open this up more. Brett can come through."

Sylvie's stomach churned at the thought. "The others aren't back yet."

"They will be." Cruz said looking back at her. "You need to get up so you can be checked out."

"What about you?" she asked. Desperately she tried to think of a reason she should stay only to come up empty.

"Otis can help me clear the rest." He moved down and placed a hand on her shoulder. "You know it's for the best Sylvie."

She shook her head.

More rocks fell.

"That's should do it." Otis called out. "Brett climb up, should be enough space for you now."

"Sylvie" Cruz squeezed her shoulder. "You need to go."

"The moment you hear from them you let me know?" she asked poking his chest with the radio.

"Yes" He nodded taking the radio from her then helping Sylvie up to the gap. "Just take care of yourself. Please!"

Taking one quick last look at the room and the doorway Sylvie lay down and pushed her way in and up into an opening. Jagged bits of stone rubbed against her stomach and her legs. Then she felt cool air hit her face and hands reaching under her shoulders helping her the rest of the way until she lay on top of an uneven pile of rubble.

"Brett!" Otis grinned down at her.

"Hey Otis." She said

"Let's get you out of here" he grinned holding out his hand.