Disclaimer: Don't make me say it- Err... I meant type it! Oh, the songs are by ATC.
A/N: Hey look! I'm giving this one a title. Also, this is my longest ch yet.
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CH13
Trust
Clu yawned, he had gotten up especially early that day- six-thirty. It was now an hour later. Clu had goten up early because he could sense he was near his destination. Now more than ever, it was if something, some force, was pulling him in the correct direction.
Clu looked all around, he knew he was near, so he was looking for signs of Fi. Footprints, torn cloths, anything. The thing that would most likely be the most apparent would be the stream. If he could find the stream, he could possibly find Fi.
Overhead a bird squacked, startling Clu. The silence was becoming earie. His breathing seemed very loud, and the crunch of dried leaves, twigs, and other debris seemed as loud as a person screaming his lungs out. A cool breaze blew by, making Clu shiver. The mixture of noises stayed the same for awhile. New noises would join and leave every now and then, and Clu identified the source of each noise, taking no chances.
After about twenty minuets Clu stopped, dead in his tracks. What's that noise? Clu thought, it wasn't there before. Hmm... could it? Could it really be the stream? Clu shook his head, it couldn't be. Clu took a step, but stopped, stood still for a minuet, trying to decide what to do. Eventually, his coriousity got the best of him, and he started to search for the direction of the running water.
Clu stood, listening. A minuet or so later Clu decided it was to his left. Clu grabbed a sturdy looking stickoff the ground, and started to pick his way through the mass of bushes, trees, and other plants. The sound of the stream became more and more apparent as he made his way through the mass. The light around him darkened, and one step later he was surrounded by light. Clu sheilded his eyes, then smiled. He had reached the stream. He tossed the stick aside.
Now, do I go upstream, or downstream, Clu wondered. Clu thought hard, trying to think back to his dream. "I got it," Clu wispered, snapping his fingers, his own voice suprised him. Since he had began his journy, he hadn't talked to anyone, there was no one to talk to, just himself. But he didn't need to talk aloud to himself, that's what thoughts were for.
Clu began walking upstream, he distinctly remembered now, that the water was coming toward him in his dream. Clu had to walk slowly. There was little solid ground to walk on that wasn't stream, half the time there wasn't any. When there wasn't, Clu had to go even slower so he wouldn't slip on the wet pebbles and slime covered stones that accompanied the stream.
Clu yawned again, he wanted to sleep, but he forced himself to stay awake. He couldn't sleep now, not when he was so close he could taste it. Up ahead, Clu could see the green of plants merging with the bright light from the sun. Clu guessed that it was just the plants growing in the path of the water. Clu sighed, it would be diffacult to get to the other side, probaly. Clu smiled when he neared it. There was a space that was big enough for him to get through.
On the other side, there was a foot more of stream, then it split off in four directions. But wich one should he take? Then Clu noticed a fifth branch, and something told him to take that one. Clu had to walk in the stream for awhile, making his shoes wet and uncomfortable, but soon enough the dry ground returned, and he was able to go faster. Clu kept walking, and he became oblivious of his sourroundings. A loud snap from a pile of twigs brought him back to reality, and he noticed that the stream was curving away from him.
However, in front of him was a bush. A bush that looked extreamly familiar. The dream, Clu thought. It's the one from my dream. Looking harder, Clu could see a peice of torn clothing. Clu could not tell what color it was, since it was covered in dirt and dried blood, but he knew what it had to mean.
Clu examine the bush and it's surroundings, looking for a way through. A minuet later, Clu gave up and simply pushed the bush aside. On the other side was a stream. Near the stream was a large tree. Clu took a deap breath, and look at the base of the tree. He saw a lump. Clu ran to it. Knealing down beside it he knew it had to be Fi. Clu could see a mass of matted brown hair, and a human form. Clu pushed her hair aside, revealing Fi's face.
Clu gasped in horor. Her face was totally covered with dirt, blood, cuts and bruises. Underneath it all her face was pure white. Clu took off his pack, unziped it, and took out a washcloth and some soap. Clu dipped the washcloth in the stream, it was cold but it would have to do. Ringing out the washcloth he went back to Fi. Then he rubbed some soap into the cloth. Clu dabed at the dirt and blood. It took awhile, but after at least ten minuets, Fi's face was once again visable, but stilll very white.
"Fi," Clu wispered. "Fi wake up." No answere, Clu checked for a pulse, he found it, to his relief. But he relized that Fi was very cold. Clu began to set up camp, making the bed fist. He wrapped Fi up in his sleeping bag, and began his search for fire wood.
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What's that smell? Fi thought, she was still asleep, but even in her dreams she could smell it. The smell tantalized her, she knew she could never eat the food that it came from. Fi jerked to reality. Hu... I can still smell it. Fi slowly began to open her eyes.
The light began to pour in, stinging her eyes. Fi squeeed them shut. She didn't want to get up anyway. Why should I get up? Fi thought, There's nothing out there anymore, no one's coming to save you, she told herself. Just as she had been saying for awhile now. She had completely lost hope. And now, she was smelling things. Fi moaned silently, and turned over.
Then Fi noticed something. She did not feal the ground beneath her. What she felt was soft, spongy, and warm. Slowly, Fi opened her eyes. The light still stung, but the urge to find out were she was unstopable. On her left she saw a blue tarp, on the top, blue tarp. On the left...
Clu?! She blinked, not beiliving what she saw. Oh no, she thought. I'm delirious.
Clu, is it really you? Her thoughts were shakey, and she was ready to burst to tears. It can't be Clu... how could he be here anyway. It's just another dream. A dream that's trying to tantalize me. Why does it seam like my dreams hate me? I know I'm going to die. I don't know why I'm not dead yet. I feal dead. I wish I was dead.
A tear slid down her cheeck. She was all alone. Soon, she gave into the comfort and warmth of the sleeping bag, and fell back asleep. ough Fi was pretty sure she was already asleep.
"Fi, Fi wake up. "Please wake up Fi..."
Fi opened one eye halfway, it was almost dark now, just about an hour of daylight left. But when she saw who was knealing beside her, and a tear imediatly exscaped from her eye. I'm dreaming again, Fi thought. Why do I keep having this sort of dream?! She began to shake with tears of frustration.
"Are you okay Fi?" She didn't answere, why should she, when it was only a dream. "Fi?"
Fi groaned, then yelled, "go away, just go away..."
"I just thought you'd be hungry," Clu said offensively, before setting down a pot and spoon on a nearby rock. Fi took in a deep breath, stew, she thought. Stupid dream, my dream knows I'm starving, this is so unfare. Fi wanted to eat it, she really did, but she still didn't believe that she wasn't dreaming. So she just stared at it.
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She must be hungry, Clu thought, but for some reason she just stares at the food. And why's she so angry? I thought she might be happy to see me, mabe even relieved. Does she even want to live? It doesn't seam like it right now, and she can't not be hungry. I have to do something.
Clu got up from his seat near the fire, and made his way toward Fiona, who was still starring at the food. "Fiona, you have to eat. I don't think you've eaten much in a while. You'll die if you don't eat something soon!" Fi turned her head away from him. "Don't you want to live?!" No answere.
Yes, Fi's thoughts cried, yes I want to die! A few tears slid down her cheeck. Mabe this wan't a dream after all. But even if it wasn't, why live? She would die soon anyway. And as far as Fi was concerned right now, the sooner the better.
"Fi, come on. Eat something, please." Fi stared at the tarp angrilly. Why wouldn't he leave her alone, leave her to die in peace?
She's being so stubborn, But I'm not letting her die now. Not when I've come so far! Clu knelt beside her, and lifted her into a sitting position. Fi struggled to get free, but she was so weak, it was no use. Clu took the spoon and practically shoved the spoonfull of food in her mouth. If she wouldn't do it herself, he'd have to do it for her. Clu clamped her mouth shut, so she couldn't spit it out. When he felt Fi swallow the stew, he gave her more. It went on like that, except without Clu holding her mouth shut. She seamed to get that she wasn't going to get out of eating, but after awhile Fi was able to brake from Clu's hold. She glared at him angrilly.
"Fine," he said, handing her the spoon, "eat it yourself." Fi waited for him to leave, so she could just through it into the bushes, but he just sat there. Fi sighed, pissed, and reluctantly began to comsume the rest of the food by herself.
At first, she ate as slowly as humanly posible, but as she continued to eat, she began to eat faster and faster. The food tasted really good, and she hadn't had any for at least a week. That is if you don't count the berries, and other things that looked edible. But even though the food was great, Fi didn't let Clu know that. She STILL wanted to die.
When she was done, she practically threw the spoon into the pot. Clu got up, and took the dishes the stream, where he washed them. Then he filled the pot with water, and hung it over the fire. He put the spoon back in his pack.
What's he doing? Not that I care... He's coming over here again. Oh great. Fi watched as he sat down beside her. First, he just stared at her, then he asked, "Fi, what's wrong?" Fi looked away, but she could still feel him staring at her. She wished he wouldn't. He couldn't possibly understand. It was impossible to understand what she was fealing. "Fi, I know somethings up, you've never acted this way before. Never," Clu said sofly, But then he relized it was no use. She wanted to die. Something inside him said to leave right now, leave her be. All alone, alone to die. That's what she wanted anyway. But he couldn't. He cared deeply about Fi. They were best friends. Or at least they used to be. Clu let out a heavy breath, and decided to try again. But this time he had a stern voice. "Fiona look at me."
The suprising tone made Fi jump, she turned to meet his gaze. She scowled angrily. "What?" she muttered, just loud enough for Clu to hear.
"Look, I've had enough of this. I don't know why you're so mad at me, or mabe you're just mad at the world, but come on." His voice soften as he went on, "You're my friend Fi, I don't want you to die. Why do you think I took so much trouble to find you?" His voice took on a seriousness. "Everyone had given up. They were so sad, they couldn't think to do something. Even the cops gave up on finding you. All I'm trying to do is give you one last chance. One last chance to live."
They stared into each other's eyes, Fi fighting to hold back tears. "Come on, you know you can trust me," Clu wispered. He came this far for me, but, I don't want to live. I don't want to live... He can't make me want to live. But, can I trust him? I don't know. Is it really possible to trust anyone anymore? After what happened?
Well, I tried at least, Clu thought. Clu sat there until he heard the water bubbling softly, then it began to boil, sloshing against the sides of the pot. Clu retrieved the pot of hot water, and put a washcloth in it. He brought that, and a first aid kit, over to Fi. "Look Fiona, I know you can't be fealing too well right now, but at least let me clean up some of your wounds. And then you can change into some clean clothes."
Fi didn't say anything, and she didn't resisted as he began to clean her up. After being in thease clothes so long, Fi welcomed the thought of clean clothes. The water an the cloth was very warm. Warm water, she thought. I haven't felt warm water in a long time. She could feal herself smile a he worked, cleaning the blood and dirt off of her, putting medicine on her wounds, and then bandaging them. When he got to the big bloody gash on her right side, however, she groaned, and pushed away his arm with her elbow. He put a hand on her arm.
"Fi, it's okay. It'll go quicker if you just let me do this. I know it must hurt, it looks pretty bad, but you'll feal better when I'm through."
Fi let out a shakey breath that she'd been unawarably holding, gulped, and dropped her arm to her side. She cringed as Clu dabbed at it with the washcloth and medicine. Finally, after what seamed to be an enternity of pain, Clu put the washcloth back in the pot full of water. He then pulled ou a white bandage,and some gauze from his pack, wich he'd pulled close to him. "Can you sit up, please?"
Fi sat up, even though she had an incredible pain in her side. Clu let her lean against him as he held the gauze against the wound, and began the wrap the bandage around her stomach. Clu put down the roll of bandage when he was done, and gently lay Fi back down. At least she's more passive now, Clu thought. It make's things easier, for both of us.
The last wound Clu had to put a bandage on was one around Fi's head, which she had been unaware of until now. Now that Clu was done, he rinsed out the washcloth, and hung it up to dry. Then he poured out the water on the fire, wich put it out, and set the pot at the base of the tree where he'd hung the washcloth.
Then, after rumaging through his pack, he handed Fi some cloths. "Here, put thease on." Clu turned, took out his own pajamas and started to change, Fi did the same.
"Um, Fi, I only could bring one sleeping bag, could you possibly share?" Fi thought about it. Just say yes, she thought. Don't be an idiot. Yes, she was angry at the world right now, but Clu was being so nice to her... Fi scooted over, turned onto her stomach, and patted the soft facric on her left side. Clu smiled, and got in.
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When Fi woke up the next morning, Clu was gone. Fi's heart skiped a beat, and sped up. Where is he? Fi thought, he wouldn't just leave, would he? Had she been so mean, that he left? Fi sat up, surveying the area. Still, she did not see him. Mabe I should have been nicer. Wait, what am I thinking, I don't need him. I was doing fine until he fond me anyway.
Fi knew that wasn't true. She had been near death when Clu had found her, but she didn't want to believe it. It was like there were two voices in her head, arguing, and they wouldn't stop aguing.
Fi smacked her head, and then gimaced from the pain. She had forgotten about her head injury. Clu's probaly just going for a walk, or sureying the area or... she couldn't think of anything easle at the moment, but Clu was probaly coming back.
Then she heard footsteps. Quickly she lay back down and pretended that she was still asleep. The crunch of footsteps became louder as Clu neared, and soon he came into veiw. He was holding a long string, on which he had tied five hooks, and on the hooks were fish. Food, he had brought food. Clu sat down near the fire pit, and began the prosess of gutting the fish. It was pretty boring to watch, so soon she fell back asleep.
"Fi, wake up. Fi!" Fi woke, sat up, panting. Her eyes were wide. "Fi, are you all right?" Fi looked at him, his eyes showed concern.
Still, Fi didn't reply, she didn't want to talk about it. She just wanted to forget it. She lay back down, still breathing hard.
I wish she would tell me what's wrong. Doesn't she know that she can trust me? It must have been a pretty bad dream. She was tossing and turning, and she kept yeeling out words like 'stop!', or 'no!!!' I guess I'll have to earn her trust.
"Fi, the fish is ready, come and eat, and I'm NOT taking no for an answere." Fi almost laughed. His determination was so strong, it was cute. She really would've like to sleep more- mabe forever- but there was no use resisting. She had learned that lession last night.
So Fi attempted to stand, it was easier than it had been yesterday, but the pain still riffled throughout her body, making her dizzy, when she attempted to stand. Clu saw that she would need help, so he put his arm aroun her waist and Fi put her arm around his neck. Slowly, they began to stand, Clu taking most of the weight to make it easier for Fi. He could feal her flinch from the pain every other step, but slowly they made it to the fire pit, which once again had a lit fire.
Over the fire Clu had placed two sticks, and on the sticks were fish. One fish per stick. Carefully, as not to burn himself, he removed the first fish stick, and handed it to Fi. He took the second one for himself. "There's three fish left," he told her, "if you're still hungry when you're done with that one, I'll cook up another one. That's what we'll be having for dinner though, if we don't eat them now."
Fi nodded, and started to figure out how to eat it. Clu had only taken out the guts, but the head, tail, fins and skin had been left on. Mabe he has a pocket knife, Fi thought. She glanced over at him to see how he was eating his fish. He was picking out the bones right now. Fi started to do the same. It wasn't too easy , but eventually she got them all out. Then she started to eat it, but not the skin.
When they were done they throught the unwated fish parts into the bushes, and Clu put out the fire. "Why don't you get dressed," Clu suggested as he handed her some clothes. Fi took them and went over to the sleeping area. A few minuets later she came back. She was now wearing a light blue t-shirt, and a pair of blue jeans. They were, unsuprisingly, a bit big for her since they were Clu's.
"Come on," Clu motioned for Fi to follow him. They sat on the pebbled bank of the stream. Clu pulled the map out of his pocket. "Here's where we are," Clu pointed the circled spot on the map. "Here's where we need to go." Clu now pointed to a starred spot on the map. Fi gapped at the map. It was a long distance from where they where to their destination.
Clu looked at her, and almost laughed at her expression. "Yeah, long distance. That's why we need to conserve the food I brought, and eat what we can that we can find here. But, I have an idea. There should be a big clearing right here," he circled a spot on the map with his finger, " if we can get there, I can use my cell phone to call someone and get get a chopper out here. But for now we stay here. I think we should start our journey tomorrow, after breakfast. But if you need an extra day of rest, then we'll stay longer. Though we do want to get going as soon as possible."
Fi didn't feal like talking right now, so she just nodded. She was fealing better, but she didn't really know what to think of Clu's coming to rescue her. She really did want to think that she had been fine by herself, but that just wasn't true. She felt like that if she talked to Clu, got to attached, (though she already is) he would be ripped away from her. Just as everything ealse in her life had.
Clu looked at Fi and then at the stream. He began to wonder; why won't she speak to me? I know she want's to know something. Mabe she's bored. We are staying here untill tomarrow, and ther isn't much to do around here. Than he had an idea.
"Hey Fi, Do you want to listen to some music?" Fi gave him a strange look, as if to say "music? Out here? Hu?" Clu got up and came back a moment later with a cd holder and his cd player. He handed them to Fi. Fi paused before taking them, not sure if she should. She opened up the cd case and began to flip through the cd's. She decided on a odd looking one, put it in the cd player, and put it on track thirteen, Loney. It had a soft tune, and bueatiful words. Fi imediatly fell captive to the music.
It was a long time ago
when you came into my life
when you stole my heart
now I'm asking why...
Track nine was also good. It was called So magical. She could totally realte to both of the songs.
Feal my love feal my soul
it's so magical
take my hand make me whole
it's so magical
The day went by slowly, and soon Fi grew tired of listening to music. There was nothing much to do, so Fi went and sat by the stream. Staring at the water, she bagan to wonder. Ever since the crash, Fi wad thought she was going to die. Even before the plane crashed, she had that thought in her mind. Now, Clu was here, mabe she wouldn't die after all...
Clu came and sat next to her. Neither spoke. Both lost in their own thoughts, both wondering what the other was thinking.
Night came, and Fi and Clu changed into their night cloths, then crawled into the sleeping bag. They were both equally tired, and fell asleep moments after their heads hit the pillow.
"Fi, wake up Fi, FI!" It must be that dream again, thought Clu. Fi's eyes spang open, and once again she was breathing hard. It was still night, she noticed, mabe around one in the morning. Fi lay there panting, Clu looking at her with all his concern, leaning againt a tree. "Fi, are you akay? Was it that dream again? I know you don't want to talk about it but-"
He was interupted as Fi wrapped her arms around him shivering with tears. Clu hugged back. Fi lay her head against his chest fealing the warmth of his body. Clu rested his head on hers, and shut his eyes. Laying there, with their arms around each other, Fi forgot her fear, and her cres died down.
"Fi," came Clu's soft, half wispered voice. "Do you want to talk about it?" Clu waited for an answere. Clu shut his eyes, relizing that she wasn't answering. Why should she? Mabe he hadn't earned her trust yet, even though it felt like he had. That mabe, deep down, he had never really lost Fi's trust. Like Fi had just forgoten, and needed reminding.
"I was on the plane." Fi's voice jerked Clu's eyes open. She answering me, Clu thought, she's actually answering me. "Everything was fine, I had a window seat and the person next to me seamed decent enough, but we didn't talk much." Fi chocked on some of the words. Clu tightend his arms that were still around her. "I guess I fell asleep for a while, but when I woke..." Fi's tears returned, she burried her face into Clu's chest, the warmth once again calming her. Clu could feel her tears soaking through, but he didn't care. She turned her head so she could talk, and continued...
Fi yawned as she woke, and looked out the window. Man, Fi thought, I feel refreshed. We should be landing soon, I can't wait to see every one. Fi glanced over at the guy next to her, who was looking at this other guy in the next isle over. Then he nodded, the other guy nodded back. They stood up.
Fi didn't know anything about them, but something said that thease guys were not to be trusted, that something was going to happen. And it wouldn't be good. A lump formed in her throught.
The guys started to head toward the cockpit. Fi tried to calm down, telling herself that thease guys were fine. They were just stretching ther legs, or something ealse. Something that was perfectly fine. "Fi, you're paranoid," she told herself. But the lump in her throat got bigger when the other guy motioned toward her. Fi's heart accelerated, and the thumps became louder and louder, as the guy who had been sitting next to her advanced. Her lower lip began to tremble, and Fi began to breathe out of her mouth, as it seamed to be easier.
The guy acted quickly and, before she could react, he had her in a tight choke hold. "Now keep quiet and I won't have to kill you right now." His wispered deep voice was raspy, earie, and it sent shivers down Fi's spine. Fi was jerked to her feat and, with the guy still holding her in a choke hold, practically dragged her to the other guy, who was waiting at the cockpit door. By now Fi's heart was pumping so hard it almost hurt, and with the guy having such a tight hold on her neck, she could only manage short, quick breaths.
Fi watched in horror as the guy began slamming himself into the door. Fi gave a tiny jerk, to possibly get away, and the guy tightened his hold on her. She gasped for air, impulsively giving another little jerk. "Keep still," the guy demanded, "or ealse." But Fi couldn't help, she could barely breath, her heart pumping at it's max; Fi didn't think she could ever be scareder than she was now. As soon as she moved again the guy thightened his hold on her, which was barely possible. In slow motion Fi saw the guy pull out a pocket knife, open it, and raised it to her kneck. The blade touched her skin.
Fi stoped breathing, she tremled, looking at the blade in horror. It was really close to her, then the guy wispered, "this is what will happen if you don't be good." Then he lowered it. Fi let out the breath she had been holding, relieved. She felt like she would faint any moment. If she had been more aware of anything that was going on, she might have notice that the blade had knicked her neck, and a small amount of blood was running down her neck.
Fi kept watching the other guy slamming himself into the door. The noise was quite loud, causing a flight attendant to come running. The guy imedatly stopped trying to get it open. "What's going on here?" she demanded when she reached them. The guys looked at each other, like they were comunicating telapathecly. The other guy grinned, nodded slightly, and pulled out a gun. Fi shuddered, and once again, the world was in slow motion.
Fi stared at the whole thing, wishing she could do something, stop him from pulling the trigger. But if she moved, Fi mentally shuddered. The guy still had the knife in his hand, blade open. Should she risk her life?
The decision was made for her, the guy pulled the trigger. There was a bang, and the scent of gun powder stung her nose. She felt like crying out, but her voice was caught deep inside her throat. All she could do was stand there, eyes as wide open as possible, her mouth open, as if she were screaming "No!!!" A tear rolled down her cheack.
Wouldn't the other passengers have woken up by now? Weren't there any other flight attendants? And what about the captain? What where they going to do to their captains? Then something hit her. The others had all eaten dinner on the plane. Every one but herself, the attendant, the guys, and the capatains. The guys must have poisened them or something.
She returned he attention to the guy, who was once again slaming himself into the door. She wished the guy holding her would loosen up, she could barely breathe. Fi could see the door giving, and it was giving more every second.
Then the door was open, and she was immediatly released. The guys slammed the door, and she could hear a couple gun shots. The pilots are dead, she thought, the pilots are dead. But then the door opened, out came the guy who had been holding her. He was pullingout the captains. They're not dead, Fi sighed with relief. They had just been shot, one on the arm, the other on the leg.
The guy pointed the gun at her, Fi's sight started to go. All the color being replaced with black, the it was normal again. Please don't shoot, she thought, oh please don't shoot. He glared, nodded slightly, as if to say, "Keep quiet, or you know what will happen."
The guy started to tie up the captains. Then he disappeared into the cockpit. Fi fealt like running through the plane, screaming that they were high jacked. But her voice still seamed to be locked in palce, and now her mouth as stuck too. Though Fi didn't know what she would say anyway.
Should I say something to the captains? Mabe we can still do something, if it isn't already too late. LIke it would help, she thought, they're unconsious. But mabe the others, mabe they're not piosened. Just asleep. But Fi couldn't seam to make herself do anything.
Instead Fi huddled in a corner, burring her face into her hands. Now a knew thought entered her mind. I'm going to die. Suddenly Fi was washed with a newfound terror. She didn't want to die. And if she did she wouldn't get to see her family one last time. Time past. Hours. Thoughts went through her head. Fi was unaware of them though. But she knew they were of her family, friends, memories, and a special some one who didn't even know that she loved him. The plane lurched...
"Everyone woke up, their screams were hardly audible to me, my heart and thoughts so loud. What happend next went so quickly, all I remember is screaming, red, then blackness."
Fi was leaning sideways against Clu, her head resting against his chest. One of his arms was around her, she put one of her own hands on his. It felt so good to be with him, Fi wished they could stay like this forever. Their bodies warming each other.
Clu stared at the reflection of the moon in the stream, Fi's words had left him in a daze. Fi wasn't even crying anymore, like she was in a trance. Clu wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He knew she must have been scared when it happened, and still is scared, he reminded himself. "Fi-"
"I could have done something Clu." Fi interrupted. "Mabe I could have stopped those guys. Those people died because I didn't."
"Fi, don't say that. It's not being fair to yourself. You couldn't have stopped them, they were too determined. You heard what you said. They had guns and knives. If you had tried to stop them you'd be dead."
"So are you saying it was a good thing that I didn't even try? Mabe others could have lived if I had-"
"That's not what I meant," Clu inturrupted.
"Then what did you mean?"
"I- I don't know. But I do know that you're alive. I-I don't know what I'd do if you were dead Fi, and as long as I'm here, you'll be safe."
"Promise?"
"I can't promise anything Fi, god, I wish I could, but I can't. Do you trust me?
"I trust you."
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I hope to see lots of reviews now. Tell me everything that you thought while you read this. I'm accepting anything from anything to flames. And yes, I did mean to type anything twice. ^.~
I'm working on ch 14 now.
A/N: Hey look! I'm giving this one a title. Also, this is my longest ch yet.
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CH13
Trust
Clu yawned, he had gotten up especially early that day- six-thirty. It was now an hour later. Clu had goten up early because he could sense he was near his destination. Now more than ever, it was if something, some force, was pulling him in the correct direction.
Clu looked all around, he knew he was near, so he was looking for signs of Fi. Footprints, torn cloths, anything. The thing that would most likely be the most apparent would be the stream. If he could find the stream, he could possibly find Fi.
Overhead a bird squacked, startling Clu. The silence was becoming earie. His breathing seemed very loud, and the crunch of dried leaves, twigs, and other debris seemed as loud as a person screaming his lungs out. A cool breaze blew by, making Clu shiver. The mixture of noises stayed the same for awhile. New noises would join and leave every now and then, and Clu identified the source of each noise, taking no chances.
After about twenty minuets Clu stopped, dead in his tracks. What's that noise? Clu thought, it wasn't there before. Hmm... could it? Could it really be the stream? Clu shook his head, it couldn't be. Clu took a step, but stopped, stood still for a minuet, trying to decide what to do. Eventually, his coriousity got the best of him, and he started to search for the direction of the running water.
Clu stood, listening. A minuet or so later Clu decided it was to his left. Clu grabbed a sturdy looking stickoff the ground, and started to pick his way through the mass of bushes, trees, and other plants. The sound of the stream became more and more apparent as he made his way through the mass. The light around him darkened, and one step later he was surrounded by light. Clu sheilded his eyes, then smiled. He had reached the stream. He tossed the stick aside.
Now, do I go upstream, or downstream, Clu wondered. Clu thought hard, trying to think back to his dream. "I got it," Clu wispered, snapping his fingers, his own voice suprised him. Since he had began his journy, he hadn't talked to anyone, there was no one to talk to, just himself. But he didn't need to talk aloud to himself, that's what thoughts were for.
Clu began walking upstream, he distinctly remembered now, that the water was coming toward him in his dream. Clu had to walk slowly. There was little solid ground to walk on that wasn't stream, half the time there wasn't any. When there wasn't, Clu had to go even slower so he wouldn't slip on the wet pebbles and slime covered stones that accompanied the stream.
Clu yawned again, he wanted to sleep, but he forced himself to stay awake. He couldn't sleep now, not when he was so close he could taste it. Up ahead, Clu could see the green of plants merging with the bright light from the sun. Clu guessed that it was just the plants growing in the path of the water. Clu sighed, it would be diffacult to get to the other side, probaly. Clu smiled when he neared it. There was a space that was big enough for him to get through.
On the other side, there was a foot more of stream, then it split off in four directions. But wich one should he take? Then Clu noticed a fifth branch, and something told him to take that one. Clu had to walk in the stream for awhile, making his shoes wet and uncomfortable, but soon enough the dry ground returned, and he was able to go faster. Clu kept walking, and he became oblivious of his sourroundings. A loud snap from a pile of twigs brought him back to reality, and he noticed that the stream was curving away from him.
However, in front of him was a bush. A bush that looked extreamly familiar. The dream, Clu thought. It's the one from my dream. Looking harder, Clu could see a peice of torn clothing. Clu could not tell what color it was, since it was covered in dirt and dried blood, but he knew what it had to mean.
Clu examine the bush and it's surroundings, looking for a way through. A minuet later, Clu gave up and simply pushed the bush aside. On the other side was a stream. Near the stream was a large tree. Clu took a deap breath, and look at the base of the tree. He saw a lump. Clu ran to it. Knealing down beside it he knew it had to be Fi. Clu could see a mass of matted brown hair, and a human form. Clu pushed her hair aside, revealing Fi's face.
Clu gasped in horor. Her face was totally covered with dirt, blood, cuts and bruises. Underneath it all her face was pure white. Clu took off his pack, unziped it, and took out a washcloth and some soap. Clu dipped the washcloth in the stream, it was cold but it would have to do. Ringing out the washcloth he went back to Fi. Then he rubbed some soap into the cloth. Clu dabed at the dirt and blood. It took awhile, but after at least ten minuets, Fi's face was once again visable, but stilll very white.
"Fi," Clu wispered. "Fi wake up." No answere, Clu checked for a pulse, he found it, to his relief. But he relized that Fi was very cold. Clu began to set up camp, making the bed fist. He wrapped Fi up in his sleeping bag, and began his search for fire wood.
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What's that smell? Fi thought, she was still asleep, but even in her dreams she could smell it. The smell tantalized her, she knew she could never eat the food that it came from. Fi jerked to reality. Hu... I can still smell it. Fi slowly began to open her eyes.
The light began to pour in, stinging her eyes. Fi squeeed them shut. She didn't want to get up anyway. Why should I get up? Fi thought, There's nothing out there anymore, no one's coming to save you, she told herself. Just as she had been saying for awhile now. She had completely lost hope. And now, she was smelling things. Fi moaned silently, and turned over.
Then Fi noticed something. She did not feal the ground beneath her. What she felt was soft, spongy, and warm. Slowly, Fi opened her eyes. The light still stung, but the urge to find out were she was unstopable. On her left she saw a blue tarp, on the top, blue tarp. On the left...
Clu?! She blinked, not beiliving what she saw. Oh no, she thought. I'm delirious.
Clu, is it really you? Her thoughts were shakey, and she was ready to burst to tears. It can't be Clu... how could he be here anyway. It's just another dream. A dream that's trying to tantalize me. Why does it seam like my dreams hate me? I know I'm going to die. I don't know why I'm not dead yet. I feal dead. I wish I was dead.
A tear slid down her cheeck. She was all alone. Soon, she gave into the comfort and warmth of the sleeping bag, and fell back asleep. ough Fi was pretty sure she was already asleep.
"Fi, Fi wake up. "Please wake up Fi..."
Fi opened one eye halfway, it was almost dark now, just about an hour of daylight left. But when she saw who was knealing beside her, and a tear imediatly exscaped from her eye. I'm dreaming again, Fi thought. Why do I keep having this sort of dream?! She began to shake with tears of frustration.
"Are you okay Fi?" She didn't answere, why should she, when it was only a dream. "Fi?"
Fi groaned, then yelled, "go away, just go away..."
"I just thought you'd be hungry," Clu said offensively, before setting down a pot and spoon on a nearby rock. Fi took in a deep breath, stew, she thought. Stupid dream, my dream knows I'm starving, this is so unfare. Fi wanted to eat it, she really did, but she still didn't believe that she wasn't dreaming. So she just stared at it.
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She must be hungry, Clu thought, but for some reason she just stares at the food. And why's she so angry? I thought she might be happy to see me, mabe even relieved. Does she even want to live? It doesn't seam like it right now, and she can't not be hungry. I have to do something.
Clu got up from his seat near the fire, and made his way toward Fiona, who was still starring at the food. "Fiona, you have to eat. I don't think you've eaten much in a while. You'll die if you don't eat something soon!" Fi turned her head away from him. "Don't you want to live?!" No answere.
Yes, Fi's thoughts cried, yes I want to die! A few tears slid down her cheeck. Mabe this wan't a dream after all. But even if it wasn't, why live? She would die soon anyway. And as far as Fi was concerned right now, the sooner the better.
"Fi, come on. Eat something, please." Fi stared at the tarp angrilly. Why wouldn't he leave her alone, leave her to die in peace?
She's being so stubborn, But I'm not letting her die now. Not when I've come so far! Clu knelt beside her, and lifted her into a sitting position. Fi struggled to get free, but she was so weak, it was no use. Clu took the spoon and practically shoved the spoonfull of food in her mouth. If she wouldn't do it herself, he'd have to do it for her. Clu clamped her mouth shut, so she couldn't spit it out. When he felt Fi swallow the stew, he gave her more. It went on like that, except without Clu holding her mouth shut. She seamed to get that she wasn't going to get out of eating, but after awhile Fi was able to brake from Clu's hold. She glared at him angrilly.
"Fine," he said, handing her the spoon, "eat it yourself." Fi waited for him to leave, so she could just through it into the bushes, but he just sat there. Fi sighed, pissed, and reluctantly began to comsume the rest of the food by herself.
At first, she ate as slowly as humanly posible, but as she continued to eat, she began to eat faster and faster. The food tasted really good, and she hadn't had any for at least a week. That is if you don't count the berries, and other things that looked edible. But even though the food was great, Fi didn't let Clu know that. She STILL wanted to die.
When she was done, she practically threw the spoon into the pot. Clu got up, and took the dishes the stream, where he washed them. Then he filled the pot with water, and hung it over the fire. He put the spoon back in his pack.
What's he doing? Not that I care... He's coming over here again. Oh great. Fi watched as he sat down beside her. First, he just stared at her, then he asked, "Fi, what's wrong?" Fi looked away, but she could still feel him staring at her. She wished he wouldn't. He couldn't possibly understand. It was impossible to understand what she was fealing. "Fi, I know somethings up, you've never acted this way before. Never," Clu said sofly, But then he relized it was no use. She wanted to die. Something inside him said to leave right now, leave her be. All alone, alone to die. That's what she wanted anyway. But he couldn't. He cared deeply about Fi. They were best friends. Or at least they used to be. Clu let out a heavy breath, and decided to try again. But this time he had a stern voice. "Fiona look at me."
The suprising tone made Fi jump, she turned to meet his gaze. She scowled angrily. "What?" she muttered, just loud enough for Clu to hear.
"Look, I've had enough of this. I don't know why you're so mad at me, or mabe you're just mad at the world, but come on." His voice soften as he went on, "You're my friend Fi, I don't want you to die. Why do you think I took so much trouble to find you?" His voice took on a seriousness. "Everyone had given up. They were so sad, they couldn't think to do something. Even the cops gave up on finding you. All I'm trying to do is give you one last chance. One last chance to live."
They stared into each other's eyes, Fi fighting to hold back tears. "Come on, you know you can trust me," Clu wispered. He came this far for me, but, I don't want to live. I don't want to live... He can't make me want to live. But, can I trust him? I don't know. Is it really possible to trust anyone anymore? After what happened?
Well, I tried at least, Clu thought. Clu sat there until he heard the water bubbling softly, then it began to boil, sloshing against the sides of the pot. Clu retrieved the pot of hot water, and put a washcloth in it. He brought that, and a first aid kit, over to Fi. "Look Fiona, I know you can't be fealing too well right now, but at least let me clean up some of your wounds. And then you can change into some clean clothes."
Fi didn't say anything, and she didn't resisted as he began to clean her up. After being in thease clothes so long, Fi welcomed the thought of clean clothes. The water an the cloth was very warm. Warm water, she thought. I haven't felt warm water in a long time. She could feal herself smile a he worked, cleaning the blood and dirt off of her, putting medicine on her wounds, and then bandaging them. When he got to the big bloody gash on her right side, however, she groaned, and pushed away his arm with her elbow. He put a hand on her arm.
"Fi, it's okay. It'll go quicker if you just let me do this. I know it must hurt, it looks pretty bad, but you'll feal better when I'm through."
Fi let out a shakey breath that she'd been unawarably holding, gulped, and dropped her arm to her side. She cringed as Clu dabbed at it with the washcloth and medicine. Finally, after what seamed to be an enternity of pain, Clu put the washcloth back in the pot full of water. He then pulled ou a white bandage,and some gauze from his pack, wich he'd pulled close to him. "Can you sit up, please?"
Fi sat up, even though she had an incredible pain in her side. Clu let her lean against him as he held the gauze against the wound, and began the wrap the bandage around her stomach. Clu put down the roll of bandage when he was done, and gently lay Fi back down. At least she's more passive now, Clu thought. It make's things easier, for both of us.
The last wound Clu had to put a bandage on was one around Fi's head, which she had been unaware of until now. Now that Clu was done, he rinsed out the washcloth, and hung it up to dry. Then he poured out the water on the fire, wich put it out, and set the pot at the base of the tree where he'd hung the washcloth.
Then, after rumaging through his pack, he handed Fi some cloths. "Here, put thease on." Clu turned, took out his own pajamas and started to change, Fi did the same.
"Um, Fi, I only could bring one sleeping bag, could you possibly share?" Fi thought about it. Just say yes, she thought. Don't be an idiot. Yes, she was angry at the world right now, but Clu was being so nice to her... Fi scooted over, turned onto her stomach, and patted the soft facric on her left side. Clu smiled, and got in.
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When Fi woke up the next morning, Clu was gone. Fi's heart skiped a beat, and sped up. Where is he? Fi thought, he wouldn't just leave, would he? Had she been so mean, that he left? Fi sat up, surveying the area. Still, she did not see him. Mabe I should have been nicer. Wait, what am I thinking, I don't need him. I was doing fine until he fond me anyway.
Fi knew that wasn't true. She had been near death when Clu had found her, but she didn't want to believe it. It was like there were two voices in her head, arguing, and they wouldn't stop aguing.
Fi smacked her head, and then gimaced from the pain. She had forgotten about her head injury. Clu's probaly just going for a walk, or sureying the area or... she couldn't think of anything easle at the moment, but Clu was probaly coming back.
Then she heard footsteps. Quickly she lay back down and pretended that she was still asleep. The crunch of footsteps became louder as Clu neared, and soon he came into veiw. He was holding a long string, on which he had tied five hooks, and on the hooks were fish. Food, he had brought food. Clu sat down near the fire pit, and began the prosess of gutting the fish. It was pretty boring to watch, so soon she fell back asleep.
"Fi, wake up. Fi!" Fi woke, sat up, panting. Her eyes were wide. "Fi, are you all right?" Fi looked at him, his eyes showed concern.
Still, Fi didn't reply, she didn't want to talk about it. She just wanted to forget it. She lay back down, still breathing hard.
I wish she would tell me what's wrong. Doesn't she know that she can trust me? It must have been a pretty bad dream. She was tossing and turning, and she kept yeeling out words like 'stop!', or 'no!!!' I guess I'll have to earn her trust.
"Fi, the fish is ready, come and eat, and I'm NOT taking no for an answere." Fi almost laughed. His determination was so strong, it was cute. She really would've like to sleep more- mabe forever- but there was no use resisting. She had learned that lession last night.
So Fi attempted to stand, it was easier than it had been yesterday, but the pain still riffled throughout her body, making her dizzy, when she attempted to stand. Clu saw that she would need help, so he put his arm aroun her waist and Fi put her arm around his neck. Slowly, they began to stand, Clu taking most of the weight to make it easier for Fi. He could feal her flinch from the pain every other step, but slowly they made it to the fire pit, which once again had a lit fire.
Over the fire Clu had placed two sticks, and on the sticks were fish. One fish per stick. Carefully, as not to burn himself, he removed the first fish stick, and handed it to Fi. He took the second one for himself. "There's three fish left," he told her, "if you're still hungry when you're done with that one, I'll cook up another one. That's what we'll be having for dinner though, if we don't eat them now."
Fi nodded, and started to figure out how to eat it. Clu had only taken out the guts, but the head, tail, fins and skin had been left on. Mabe he has a pocket knife, Fi thought. She glanced over at him to see how he was eating his fish. He was picking out the bones right now. Fi started to do the same. It wasn't too easy , but eventually she got them all out. Then she started to eat it, but not the skin.
When they were done they throught the unwated fish parts into the bushes, and Clu put out the fire. "Why don't you get dressed," Clu suggested as he handed her some clothes. Fi took them and went over to the sleeping area. A few minuets later she came back. She was now wearing a light blue t-shirt, and a pair of blue jeans. They were, unsuprisingly, a bit big for her since they were Clu's.
"Come on," Clu motioned for Fi to follow him. They sat on the pebbled bank of the stream. Clu pulled the map out of his pocket. "Here's where we are," Clu pointed the circled spot on the map. "Here's where we need to go." Clu now pointed to a starred spot on the map. Fi gapped at the map. It was a long distance from where they where to their destination.
Clu looked at her, and almost laughed at her expression. "Yeah, long distance. That's why we need to conserve the food I brought, and eat what we can that we can find here. But, I have an idea. There should be a big clearing right here," he circled a spot on the map with his finger, " if we can get there, I can use my cell phone to call someone and get get a chopper out here. But for now we stay here. I think we should start our journey tomorrow, after breakfast. But if you need an extra day of rest, then we'll stay longer. Though we do want to get going as soon as possible."
Fi didn't feal like talking right now, so she just nodded. She was fealing better, but she didn't really know what to think of Clu's coming to rescue her. She really did want to think that she had been fine by herself, but that just wasn't true. She felt like that if she talked to Clu, got to attached, (though she already is) he would be ripped away from her. Just as everything ealse in her life had.
Clu looked at Fi and then at the stream. He began to wonder; why won't she speak to me? I know she want's to know something. Mabe she's bored. We are staying here untill tomarrow, and ther isn't much to do around here. Than he had an idea.
"Hey Fi, Do you want to listen to some music?" Fi gave him a strange look, as if to say "music? Out here? Hu?" Clu got up and came back a moment later with a cd holder and his cd player. He handed them to Fi. Fi paused before taking them, not sure if she should. She opened up the cd case and began to flip through the cd's. She decided on a odd looking one, put it in the cd player, and put it on track thirteen, Loney. It had a soft tune, and bueatiful words. Fi imediatly fell captive to the music.
It was a long time ago
when you came into my life
when you stole my heart
now I'm asking why...
Track nine was also good. It was called So magical. She could totally realte to both of the songs.
Feal my love feal my soul
it's so magical
take my hand make me whole
it's so magical
The day went by slowly, and soon Fi grew tired of listening to music. There was nothing much to do, so Fi went and sat by the stream. Staring at the water, she bagan to wonder. Ever since the crash, Fi wad thought she was going to die. Even before the plane crashed, she had that thought in her mind. Now, Clu was here, mabe she wouldn't die after all...
Clu came and sat next to her. Neither spoke. Both lost in their own thoughts, both wondering what the other was thinking.
Night came, and Fi and Clu changed into their night cloths, then crawled into the sleeping bag. They were both equally tired, and fell asleep moments after their heads hit the pillow.
"Fi, wake up Fi, FI!" It must be that dream again, thought Clu. Fi's eyes spang open, and once again she was breathing hard. It was still night, she noticed, mabe around one in the morning. Fi lay there panting, Clu looking at her with all his concern, leaning againt a tree. "Fi, are you akay? Was it that dream again? I know you don't want to talk about it but-"
He was interupted as Fi wrapped her arms around him shivering with tears. Clu hugged back. Fi lay her head against his chest fealing the warmth of his body. Clu rested his head on hers, and shut his eyes. Laying there, with their arms around each other, Fi forgot her fear, and her cres died down.
"Fi," came Clu's soft, half wispered voice. "Do you want to talk about it?" Clu waited for an answere. Clu shut his eyes, relizing that she wasn't answering. Why should she? Mabe he hadn't earned her trust yet, even though it felt like he had. That mabe, deep down, he had never really lost Fi's trust. Like Fi had just forgoten, and needed reminding.
"I was on the plane." Fi's voice jerked Clu's eyes open. She answering me, Clu thought, she's actually answering me. "Everything was fine, I had a window seat and the person next to me seamed decent enough, but we didn't talk much." Fi chocked on some of the words. Clu tightend his arms that were still around her. "I guess I fell asleep for a while, but when I woke..." Fi's tears returned, she burried her face into Clu's chest, the warmth once again calming her. Clu could feel her tears soaking through, but he didn't care. She turned her head so she could talk, and continued...
Fi yawned as she woke, and looked out the window. Man, Fi thought, I feel refreshed. We should be landing soon, I can't wait to see every one. Fi glanced over at the guy next to her, who was looking at this other guy in the next isle over. Then he nodded, the other guy nodded back. They stood up.
Fi didn't know anything about them, but something said that thease guys were not to be trusted, that something was going to happen. And it wouldn't be good. A lump formed in her throught.
The guys started to head toward the cockpit. Fi tried to calm down, telling herself that thease guys were fine. They were just stretching ther legs, or something ealse. Something that was perfectly fine. "Fi, you're paranoid," she told herself. But the lump in her throat got bigger when the other guy motioned toward her. Fi's heart accelerated, and the thumps became louder and louder, as the guy who had been sitting next to her advanced. Her lower lip began to tremble, and Fi began to breathe out of her mouth, as it seamed to be easier.
The guy acted quickly and, before she could react, he had her in a tight choke hold. "Now keep quiet and I won't have to kill you right now." His wispered deep voice was raspy, earie, and it sent shivers down Fi's spine. Fi was jerked to her feat and, with the guy still holding her in a choke hold, practically dragged her to the other guy, who was waiting at the cockpit door. By now Fi's heart was pumping so hard it almost hurt, and with the guy having such a tight hold on her neck, she could only manage short, quick breaths.
Fi watched in horror as the guy began slamming himself into the door. Fi gave a tiny jerk, to possibly get away, and the guy tightened his hold on her. She gasped for air, impulsively giving another little jerk. "Keep still," the guy demanded, "or ealse." But Fi couldn't help, she could barely breath, her heart pumping at it's max; Fi didn't think she could ever be scareder than she was now. As soon as she moved again the guy thightened his hold on her, which was barely possible. In slow motion Fi saw the guy pull out a pocket knife, open it, and raised it to her kneck. The blade touched her skin.
Fi stoped breathing, she tremled, looking at the blade in horror. It was really close to her, then the guy wispered, "this is what will happen if you don't be good." Then he lowered it. Fi let out the breath she had been holding, relieved. She felt like she would faint any moment. If she had been more aware of anything that was going on, she might have notice that the blade had knicked her neck, and a small amount of blood was running down her neck.
Fi kept watching the other guy slamming himself into the door. The noise was quite loud, causing a flight attendant to come running. The guy imedatly stopped trying to get it open. "What's going on here?" she demanded when she reached them. The guys looked at each other, like they were comunicating telapathecly. The other guy grinned, nodded slightly, and pulled out a gun. Fi shuddered, and once again, the world was in slow motion.
Fi stared at the whole thing, wishing she could do something, stop him from pulling the trigger. But if she moved, Fi mentally shuddered. The guy still had the knife in his hand, blade open. Should she risk her life?
The decision was made for her, the guy pulled the trigger. There was a bang, and the scent of gun powder stung her nose. She felt like crying out, but her voice was caught deep inside her throat. All she could do was stand there, eyes as wide open as possible, her mouth open, as if she were screaming "No!!!" A tear rolled down her cheack.
Wouldn't the other passengers have woken up by now? Weren't there any other flight attendants? And what about the captain? What where they going to do to their captains? Then something hit her. The others had all eaten dinner on the plane. Every one but herself, the attendant, the guys, and the capatains. The guys must have poisened them or something.
She returned he attention to the guy, who was once again slaming himself into the door. She wished the guy holding her would loosen up, she could barely breathe. Fi could see the door giving, and it was giving more every second.
Then the door was open, and she was immediatly released. The guys slammed the door, and she could hear a couple gun shots. The pilots are dead, she thought, the pilots are dead. But then the door opened, out came the guy who had been holding her. He was pullingout the captains. They're not dead, Fi sighed with relief. They had just been shot, one on the arm, the other on the leg.
The guy pointed the gun at her, Fi's sight started to go. All the color being replaced with black, the it was normal again. Please don't shoot, she thought, oh please don't shoot. He glared, nodded slightly, as if to say, "Keep quiet, or you know what will happen."
The guy started to tie up the captains. Then he disappeared into the cockpit. Fi fealt like running through the plane, screaming that they were high jacked. But her voice still seamed to be locked in palce, and now her mouth as stuck too. Though Fi didn't know what she would say anyway.
Should I say something to the captains? Mabe we can still do something, if it isn't already too late. LIke it would help, she thought, they're unconsious. But mabe the others, mabe they're not piosened. Just asleep. But Fi couldn't seam to make herself do anything.
Instead Fi huddled in a corner, burring her face into her hands. Now a knew thought entered her mind. I'm going to die. Suddenly Fi was washed with a newfound terror. She didn't want to die. And if she did she wouldn't get to see her family one last time. Time past. Hours. Thoughts went through her head. Fi was unaware of them though. But she knew they were of her family, friends, memories, and a special some one who didn't even know that she loved him. The plane lurched...
"Everyone woke up, their screams were hardly audible to me, my heart and thoughts so loud. What happend next went so quickly, all I remember is screaming, red, then blackness."
Fi was leaning sideways against Clu, her head resting against his chest. One of his arms was around her, she put one of her own hands on his. It felt so good to be with him, Fi wished they could stay like this forever. Their bodies warming each other.
Clu stared at the reflection of the moon in the stream, Fi's words had left him in a daze. Fi wasn't even crying anymore, like she was in a trance. Clu wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He knew she must have been scared when it happened, and still is scared, he reminded himself. "Fi-"
"I could have done something Clu." Fi interrupted. "Mabe I could have stopped those guys. Those people died because I didn't."
"Fi, don't say that. It's not being fair to yourself. You couldn't have stopped them, they were too determined. You heard what you said. They had guns and knives. If you had tried to stop them you'd be dead."
"So are you saying it was a good thing that I didn't even try? Mabe others could have lived if I had-"
"That's not what I meant," Clu inturrupted.
"Then what did you mean?"
"I- I don't know. But I do know that you're alive. I-I don't know what I'd do if you were dead Fi, and as long as I'm here, you'll be safe."
"Promise?"
"I can't promise anything Fi, god, I wish I could, but I can't. Do you trust me?
"I trust you."
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I hope to see lots of reviews now. Tell me everything that you thought while you read this. I'm accepting anything from anything to flames. And yes, I did mean to type anything twice. ^.~
I'm working on ch 14 now.