Disclaimer: I don't one Winston the Ministry of love, Victory square, George Orwell does. I do own my character and her friends.

a/n: I know it's a short chapter and all of them pretty much are. I'm sorry about that. Still please R&R i hope you are liking it.

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Remembering/Ministry of Love

When the nagging, beating, and pain stop…Will you still be human?

Nothing really ever goes the way you planed it………

Danny woke as the sun hit his eyes. He looked at his brother's bed and realized someone was missed form the room. He got up quickly and walked out of his room going to search the house. He walked to the front of the house and noticed Anna holding something. He walked closer,

"Thank goodness, I thought…"

"He had a bad dream. Could you watch him for me?"

"Anna don't…"

"I have to Danny." She got up and went back to her house and changed, then headed to the Ministry of Love.

Danny sat on the couch picking up a still sleeping Jason. He looked to the door and sighed there was never any use in arguing with her. He hoped only that she'd be okay.

Anna walked down the streets into Victory square. The voice on the silkscreen barked some order at her but she didn't pay attentions. She met up with the morning traffic and headed off.

Shortly after she spotted an older man walking towards the records building. She nodded to herself remembering where she had seen him before. The man's name was Winston. She had found that out one way or another. He had visited an old trinket shop when she saw him a second time. She didn't trust the shop or the owner. She caught a glimpse of the Ministry of Love and broke off from the crowd.

She entered the building shaking a bit. She hated the place and she's been in it one to many times anyways. She dodged a few people and looked at the desks. She rummaged through the papers and finally found Mr. Allen's name. She dropped the paper after she read it. She ran out of the building and into the street without ever once running into anyone that might figure out who she was. She took to the streets and headed back home quickly.

So Mr. Allen had been sentenced to a forced labour camp for stealing things that they needed to survive. Anna sighed realizing that he wouldn't make it out alive. He was sick as it was and he'd lived to long without Mrs. Allen. She smiled as memories came flooding back to her. She side tracked into the Paddington station. She caught the train that headed out to the only countryside they still had. She got off the train and heading out into the sun. She walked through the fields and into the forest heading in the direction of home. She got lost in thought…

It was a bright day and the smell of meat ran through the house. It was the only meat that they had ever had. Mrs. Allen was pregnant with Jason at the time. Mr. Allen had gotten the meat the only way he could because Mrs. Allen has asked for it. Anna was out playing with Sally, Danny, and his siblings. That night Mrs. Allen had Jason with much difficulty. After giving birth she began to throw up and fade. The doctor that was there said there was nothing that he could do for her. The baby was cleaned and handed off to a bearly 12 year old Anna. Who was then told to leave which she did. Tree days later Mrs. Allen died and Mr. Allen was devastated and took to his bed. That was the day that Anna totally grew up. She was the caretaker for Sally and Jason and was taking care of Mr. Allen. Mrs. Jacobs did was she could to help but of course all they needed was Mr. Allen to get better. Anna was determined to do things on her own and that's exactly how it was done. She got sick but kept going none stop feeding Jason and making sure Sally got to bed on time. Mr. Allen's health declined despite Anna's and the Jacobs help. Though about a year later he became his old self again so to speak. Anna however would sit up at night and still hear him cry.

Anna felt herself cry. She stopped her thoughts. She opened her eyes realizing one that she had been walking with them closed and that she was almost home. She quickly dried her eyes. Since Mrs. Allen's death she hadn't cried in front of anyone. She walked around a bit, then headed for Mrs. Jacobs'. She walked to the back and started to help Mrs. Jacobs hang the laundry, as the little ones played. Mr. Jacobs and Danny had left to go see the hanging and wouldn't be back for awhile.

Mrs. Jacobs turned around to grab another piece of clothing, but there was nothing left. She looked bewildered for a moment until she saw Anna hanging the last item.

"So that why I was done so fast. Hello Anna"

"Hello Mrs. Jacobs. We'll be staying here for a little bit if that's okay?"

"Of course Anna."

"I'll help out with cleaning and everything."

"Anna its fine. You don't have too."

"I want to"

"A'right."

Everything fell silent and Mrs. Jacobs went in to start on dinner while Anna sat down and watch the children play.