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I could feel my head loll to the side and then jerk back up as I tried to stay awake. He was running and I was jostling around and I still found it so incredibly soothing to be carried in his strong arms. How in the universe is it possible that he is here? My head was running scenarios, endless tunnels I had passed through for the year I had been trapped here.
Jimmy.
Neutron.
Was here. Saving me. I don't even want to imagine that this is all a sick dream, because if I wake up and find out that that is exactly what it is, then I will tell the enemy everything. Absolutely everything. Don't think I won't. This IS the absolute worst punishment imaginable.
I heard his breath hitch and he stopped suddenly, coursing off track and going to the side of the hallway. He leaned against the dark stained wall, propping my body in between him and the wall, his knee coming up to help keep me up. My heart started beating faster, not quite sure what to expect. But I soon found the reason he was doing this as he pulled his hand out from under my knees and reached up to touch a small object that was stuck in his ear. I narrowed my eyes, taking what was going on.
"Go on Libs, I gotcha," his husky voice murmured.
Libs? Libby? Was he serious or was is just some sick coincidence?
He was silent for a moment as his eyes glued on the wall ahead of him. I watched him like a child; observing his calm demeanor, eyes wide, but not quite sure what was going on.
"Yeah, I isolated the main room and torture chamber," he said to the wall, shifting his weight a bit, "But the place is going to start going awry soon if we don't get out in the next five minutes."
I could imagine her on the other side, pausing and then saying, "we?"
As if right on cue, his eyes shifted towards me hesitantly.
"Yeah, I got her," He said slowly, his breath light. I locked eyes with his sapphire orbs as they looked upon me in curiosity. He had always done that. Ever since we were little kids. He always looked at me the same way, and I could never tell what he was thinking. It's as if he couldn't figure out what I was thinking, but in reality, I was trying to just figure out what he was thinking.
Still looking at me, and our bodies squished up against the red tinted wall, I looked up at him.
He paused, taking his hand from his ear, his eyes squinting a little as he looked at me, as if concentrating.
"Well….," He said pausing, still locking eyes with me, his mouth open partially and froze in that position, "She's…."
He then blinked and whipped his eyes away from me.
He put his hand back underneath my knees and lifted me up again despite the moan of pain from my throat that I couldn't hold back.
"Libby, I need you to find the weak point in the back tunnel," he switched the subject and focused his eyes on the floor as he walked quickly down the blood colored hallway.
Jimmy suddenly shook his head and kept his pace up.
"No, no no Libby I need you to locate me using my body's thermal heat and heartbeat…. Hold on, where is Carl? He's the one who knows how to do this!" I heard the tint of anger lacing his words. Carl? As in Carl Weezer? I hadn't seen him in years, not since he moved away in 10th grade. Oh how devastated Jimmy was to lose his best friend.
I felt Jimmy stop and I whipped my eyes open, suddenly realizing that I had closed them once again. Come on Cindy, focus!
I heard him give a snort, and I looked up to see him shaking his head, his face covered in disbelief.
"I can't believe it," He whispered to himself, a small grin of horror spread across his face, "This is the most important thing we have ever done, and just when I need him, he has to use the restroom!"
My head was spinning with confusion. Carl? Libby? Neutron? How was this all happening?
His talking spoiled my thought process once again.
"No Libby, the button next to the control panel. No on it! Okay, now the switch….which one? The little silver one. There's tons of them? Are you sure you are looking in the right place?" I heard him curse under his breath, and he picked up his speed a little more.
"Dammit Carl, why?" he muttered to himself.
I blinked, feeling the pain of his arms rub against the wounds on my back. I wouldn't let him know that though. Just having the feel of his strong arms touching me was enough to make my squirm with delight. And now that it was actually happening, I was not going to allow this moment to slip away.
Coming to the end of another hallway, he took a sharp right, his boot sliding on the slick floor. Wondering what he slipped on, I twisted my head and strained my neck.
"Cindy don't," He said suddenly, making my eyes whip up to meet his.
"Don't hurt yourself, you can't take any more pain." His eyes met mine momentarily, and then flicked back up to his destination.
"T-They," I rasped, and then tried to clear my throat, the dry air scratching the inside walls, making me wince.
"They will kill us if we get caught Neutron. I think I can handle that."
He took another sharp right hand turn, the hallways a maze. "We won't get caught," he said, a smirk gracing his lips. I blinked, tearing my eyes away from his mouth.
"Now, how do you know that Neutron?" I asked, completely serious now. Death wasn't something I could joke about. Not anymore.
He looked down at me once more, his eyebrows raised. I knew that look. He was asking if I was serious. I narrowed my eyes in frustration and looked away childishly.
Moments of silence and running passed. His breathing was becoming ragged, having to carry an extra few pounds. I imagined I didn't weigh as much as I thought, since they basically deprived me of food, and liked to feed me with medicine to see if I could live off of medicine alone. The first four months were worse than I could ever imagine. I could literally hear my own stomach eating itself. Those hunger pains still haunt me in my dreams.
I probably didn't weigh more than a hundred pounds…. If that even.
My eyes drifted shut again, the sound of his footsteps and breathing lolling me to sleep once again. I felt his body slowing down. I heard him grunt and push his body against a door. I opened my eyes to see him carrying me into a white room. I gazed around. I knew this room. I had been put in torture here my first two months, when they thought they could break me with the smallest amounts of pain. The soon found how much I could handle.
Bright lights blared off the white walls, making my eyes squint from the drastic change from darkness to light.
I looked around in awe, as Jimmy stopped and stared as well. Encased in walls of melting jello looking stuff were tons of guards, their guns raised, frozen in action.
My heart hammered at the sight, but soon calmed down as I realized they were frozen. I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Nice huh?" Jimmy's voice asked from above me.
I swallowed, not daring myself to speak.
I heard him take in a sharp breath of air.
"Carl!" He asked loudly. My heart sped up.
"Oh thank goodness, you got back just in time! I am going to kill you when we get back!" Jimmy congratulated him. He paused and then lowered his voice angrily, "Chill out Carl! Just lock onto our position and open the portal in time so I can teleport out of here with Cindy!"
