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Yumi felll out of the sky with a small grunt. She looked around and saw Ailita, and started heading towards her. "We've got to get to the tower." She said urgently.

Ailita nodded. "It's in the forest region. Come on." They ran swiftly across the ground. Both thinking of the same thing. Ailita voiced both their opinions. "It's weird not having the boys here, isn't it?"

Yumi nodded, looking straight ahead. What if Ulrich's hurt? She thought, then, unbidden- What if Odd's dead?

Ailita was looking at her. "Don't worry about Ulrich, Yumi, he's a great fighter. And Odd's a trooper, he'll get through it." A few seconds passed, "I hope."

The forest region was still out of sight, so the girls kept talking, looking around warily for monsters. "How is Odd? Jeremy just said that he was hurt. And that Xana took over the car that was bringing him to the hospital."

Yumi sighed. She really didn't want to be explaining this, but Ailita was helping to save Odd, she deserved to know. "Xana thinks that if he kills Odd, the whole team will crumble. He's attacking Odd over and over. I have no idea how he got so much power."

Ailita seemed to be thinking. Her pink head was tilted slightly to one side. "So he thinks that if Odd dies, you guys will fall apart? So he's trying to kill Odd?"

Yumi nodded sadly.

"That's sick." Both girls laughed. Ailita was usually so...proper. Calling somebody 'sick' just wasn't part of her character. It helped lighten the mood a bit. As the girls kept running, they came into view of the forest region. But Ailita had one last question.

"Is Odd going to die, Yumi?"

Yumi looked at Ailita and felt tears threatening to fall from her eyes. Virtual tears. Kind of funny, really. "I don't know, Ailita. I hope not."

Ulrich slammed his hand against the metal table. "Odd, don't leave me." He sobbed, keeping one hand on Odd's body. Then he heard a noise. It wasn't the men coming back into consciousness. It was his cell phone.

"Please be Jeremy." Ulrich whispered, putting the phone to his ear.

"What's going on their, Ulrich? Have you found Odd?" Jeremy's worried voice came in over the phone.

"He's not breathing, Jeremy! I don't know what to do!" Ulrich's voice came out as gasps and chokes. He couldn't stop crying.

Jeremy's voice was that of barely controlled panic and fear. "Listen to me, Ulrich. Breathe into his mouth. Three times. Then bang on his chest. And wait five seconds before doing it again.

Ulrich fought to get himself under control. "Anything else?"

There was a moment of second, then, "Yeah, Ulrich. Pray."

Yeah, don't forget to pray. Or review.