Blood Must Have Blood: Part 1

Toby POV

I hum the familiar song slowly, letting the tune take me back to my old life. Back to when Bria and I would spend long nights together, cuddled under my mound of blankets and quilts.

"You're so beautiful." Bria nuzzles her head onto my shoulder while I trace the lines in her palm. "Everything about you."

~It's been a long day without you my friend.~

I weave my fingers into hers and bring our hands close; I kiss her knuckles and she smiles gently. The blanket covering us casts a pale blue glow over her features, and it makes a pattern on her skin.

"I love you T." She breathes. "Everything about you."

~And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again.~

This moment is quiet and calm like so many others we've spent together. Bria and I don't like to go out. We prefer to spend the time locked with each other, finding all the patterns in each other's eyes.

"I love you too Bri." I twirl a lock of her hair around my finger. "To the moon and back."

Out of the corner of my eye I see her roll hers. "Oh, I bet you love me to the stars and the galaxy."

I laugh. "I love you so much I would sit and count the stars if you asked me too."

~We've come a long way from where we began.~

"I wouldn't ask you to count the stars, I'd miss you while you were gone." She rolls onto her stomach and stares up at me happily.

I smile. "It would only take me like, thirty years Bri."

"To count every single star?"

I nod like I'm taking this seriously. "I'd miss you too much too. So I'd rush."

~Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again.~

-/-

There are tears pouring out of my eyes and I can't summon the willpower to stop them. I heard Cage's message over the announcement system hours ago. It was in between the sixth and seventh bone marrow extraction.

There's been a commotion in the halls outside, but no one has come in to the room where I'm staying. Cage hasn't come back to see me, so I'm assuming he's busy dealing with the war going on in his own house.

Cage wanted to break me, and I think he did a good job of it. I take stock of my injuries and find many. Broken bones, bullet wounds, cuts, holes, and probably brain damage. There's no energy left in my body to fight. I can't even summon the courage to fight back when two orderlies pick me up and drag me around Mount Weather. There are many hallways I lose track of and numbers I won't remember.

The walls go from concrete to rock and I understand now that I'm about to die, either that or I'm about to watch everyone I know die. We enter a room with a black medical chair and bright lights. There are Ark kids chained together lining one wall. Some of them call my name but I can't bring myself to look up. To look them in the eye when I know they're about to die a slow and painful death.

"Where do you want this one?" A guard asks.

The other shakes his head. "Chain her arms over here. Cage wants her to watch this."

A random face comes into view and smirks and me. "Lucky you getting special treatment from the President."

If he's expecting a reaction, he doesn't get one. I just stare blank faced into his eyes. Showing no emotion and doing my best not to cry at the situation before me. When I bring myself to look up, I catch the eye of Miller, Harper and various others.

They look worried, but there's nothing I can do to help them. There's nothing I can do to help any of us.