Jenna had been resting in the cot closest to the entrance when she'd heard the footsteps. She was on her feet in seconds, running to meet the source and gasped lightly. Genesis...his hair was considerably more silver then when he left. Also, he didn't notice her at first. He was distracted. And...
"Where's Angeal?"
Genesis blinked and faced Jenna for a moment, as if grasping she was there for the first time.
"Ah..." If I had know this would happen I would have gone somewhere else. How do I tell her that...?
"Tell me what?" Jenna whispered as a tremor of fear entered her voice. Everything she knew was coming back to her. He faltered again as he recalled she could read minds.
"...Angeal's disease developed rapidly. Hollander's treatment was having the opposite effect. He was losing control...so he basically threw himself against a SOLDIER knowing he wouldn't win and..."
"No..." Jenna's hand covered her mouth as she shook her head. "No! He can't be....he said...."
Genesis lifted his hand to put on her shoulder but Jenna pulled away.
"I...don't believe you!" She snapped as she began to run out of the tunnels. Genesis groaned.
"Jenna-"
But she was gone.
She didn't do anything but run for a long while. It was dusk before Jenna stopped. At that point she fell to her knees screaming and ripping out klumps of grass. Eventually Jenna collapsed in a heap sobbing. Much later that evening someone found her, a nurse it seemed from a local clinic. She took the trembling Jenna to the clinic, where she was given a bed and cleaned up.
"Miss...what's your name? Miss..."
Jenna didn't answer. She was just staring at her feet, thinking about the last time they spoke.
"...when I get back, my love...when I get back healed...care to spend the rest of our lives together?"
"See you when I get back...Mrs Jenna Hewley."
How...could he...be gone?