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Seven: Voices
It seems too good to be true.
After all the nightmares, I don't have to fight anymore.
I was right—he's here. He's here because I can hear his voice, coming through the cement, breaking through the agony of loneliness.
I never thought I would smile in this place. Never. But I'm smiling now, while tears run down my face, cool moisture that soothes my overheated skin.
I hear a swarm of words, colored by different inflections and accents, but it doesn't matter. He's among them, and that's where my heart is directed.
A series of short beeps from the other side, and then a wall slides quickly away. A block of pure light floods the cell, and I throw an arm over my eyes, gasping. I try to stand, but find that my legs will not support me.
"Jeez, it's just a kid."
A kid? Yes, that's what I feel like. A little child left in the dark too long, and can only shake and cry with his eyes closed when he should be thanking his rescuer, his mentor…
Arms enfold me, and I'm lifted from the icy floor. "It looks like he was beat up pretty bad."
Another voice: "He must've been important to 'em, if they went to such pains to conceal 'im."
The fingers that lay against my neck, checking for my pulse, don't feel like my Master's…but maybe I just don't remember, because it's been so long since I've felt them…who else would it be? "We'll check for i.d. after we get 'im to the med bay."
Med bay? Why would I be going there? I don't remember a single bruise marking my body..Not one…
I can feel his heartbeat, as I suddenly fall away.
And it tells me that I'm not alone anymore.
At last…