"There is only one type of person in this world you can trust. The person who truly loves you. There may be more than one person that truly loves you, but don't get your hopes up, sweetheart."

The female exhaled as she continued, "If you don't want to believe me, go right ahead. But just know, there's no going back."

A silence filled the air for a moment. Then came a response,

"I want my kid."

Thirty minutes went by-It may have been more-Renesmee was finally able to move, but only ever-so-slightly. BonBon hadn't moved a muscle. He stayed lying on Renesmee.

"BonBon…"

The small bunny kept still, his eyes closed. He was trying to sleep through all the ringing in his ears, though it wasn't easy. Renesmee took a deep breath and attempted to sit up, only to be met by a sharp pain in her back.

"Fuck!" She screamed.

BonBon jolted up, able to hear Renesmee's scream. He looked at her with a look of fright and confusion.

The fox dropped back onto the ground, "Sorry..."

Renesmee heard a twig snap nearby, BonBon couldn't. She took another deep breath and attempted to sit up. She succeeded. Her body was still aching and in pain, but she had to get up. She shimmied over to a tree, still holding BonBon, and tried to use it as support to stand up. She pushed her back against the tree and pushed with her legs. The tree scraped her back, but she managed to get to her feet.

"Dammit…God fucking dammit…"

The small bunny looked distressed. He could tell Renesmee was in pain, that she needed a break, but there was nothing he could do.

She looked around for the source of what broke the twig. Could it be a Biter? She thought. The fennec fox didn't want to find out what was there, if it would risk her and BonBon. But what else was she to do? She needed to get inside that building.

Renesmee put a foot forward, then the other, again, and again, repeating the process of her slow walking. Her knees were already buckling. Her body was already too weak. What if she fell again?

She didn't stop. She had to get to that building. BonBon watched fearfully as Renesmee walked. Step by step, she went onward.

Snap!

She jolted back from hearing another twig. What she thought next was bound to be the stupidest thing she could do.

She ran.

Renesmee broke into a run as she headed for the stone building, her legs on the verge of giving out again. She was so close. She was almost there. They were almost there.

Finally, they reached the building. Renesmee leaned against the wall as she tried to open the door. It was locked.

"Oh fuck my life! Stupid piece of shit!"

Then she got another idea, "BonBon, don't move!" She placed the small rabbit down on the ground, right next to the wall. She pointed at the ground, "Stay."

She backed up from the locked door and took a deep breath. The small bunny watched Renesmee as she charged at the door. She went at the door with all the strength she had left, ramming her shoulder into it.

Renesmee collided with the door, breaking the lock and causing it to swing open. She screamed in pain and exhaustion, but she had done it. She darted back out and picked BonBon up, then rushed back in.

"TAKE THAT YOU FUCKING DOOR!" She cried in victory. She set BonBon down once again, but didn't tell him to stay this time. Renesmee pushed the door shut, but it wouldn't stay. Most likely because she just broke it…

She looked around in a panic to keep the door shut. The fox noticed a gun safe cabinet that was quite big. She scurried over to it and placed her back-which was still injured and in pain-against it. She placed her arms back against it, her palms facing behind her to press against the cabinet. Renesmee gave it a mighty push, leaning and shoving on it. It tilted ever so slightly, but she couldn't get it to fall.

"GODDAMMIT!" She wailed.

BonBon sat and watched the turmoil unfold in Renesmee. What was he to do? He was only a baby. There wasn't anything he could do but watch.

Renesmee got another idea. She bit her hand with a forceful chomp, gaining a bit of blood to trickle from her hand. She screamed in agony. Her entire body screaming at her, her injured leg causing great pain, now her hand.

With the adrenaline coursing through her veins, she tried again. Back against the cabinet, palms pressed to it, legs ready to push. She let out a deafening shriek as she pushed with all the strength she could retain. The cabinet tipped, but it didn't look like it was going to fall.

"I'M NOT A RUNT!" She wailed as she shoved the cabinet with more force. With her mind set on pushing it over, using all the strength she had, Renesmee managed to knock over the gun safe cabinet.

It fell over and landed in front of the door, blocking anyone or anything from opening it. Renesmee slumped over as she fell to the ground, her body propped against one of the walls.

Tears rolled down her face. She had no self control anymore, she couldn't stop crying even if she wanted to. Everything hurt, everything ached, everything felt like it was on fire. But she had done it. She got her and BonBon somewhere safe. They were going to be okay.

The small bunny looked around the new place they were in. The walls, floor, and ceiling were all gray stone. There was little-to-no windows, but even the ones that were there had wood boarded over it, or other large pieces of furniture to block it. Some of the windows even had metal bars, like prison cells. There was a few broken wood chairs scattered about, but there were some fixed ones by a round wooden table.

A few lights were strewn from the ceiling, but they had all gone out or had been smashed. There was bits of broken glass on the floor, but BonBon knew to stay away from it. He was smart, for a one year old.

The building also had a fridge, sink, and a few counters and cabinets. There was also an oven, but the glass on the front had been smashed. There were a few weapons lying around, mostly guns, but there was a fair share of knives. BonBon also noticed a staircase going up. He wondered what was up there. He remembered seeing the broken walls of the second floor outside, but he didn't see what was actually up there.

With Renesmee basically asleep, BonBon stood up. He waddled his way to the staircase, being very careful not to touch the glass. He almost fell multiple times, but he remained upright. When he made it to the staircase, he could see a glimpse of a shadow from something moving. With curiosity flooding his mind, the small bunny began climbing up the stairs. BonBon was slow, as he was a small bunny crawling up a tall staircase, but he made his way up.

He finally reached the top of the staircase. He turned around to see what the shadow was being made by. He expected it to be something innocent like a small critter or a rocking toy, but when he saw what it was, he screamed.