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A/N: I am thus very happy to present this chapter and the next chapter, where Miley gets to help herself. Keep in mind and remember how broken she was in the beginning of the story. This chapter will show that Miley has not only overcome her barriers, but becomes stronger than she ever was. And it was all only possible through Theo.
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A Rundown tenement
Houston's Red light district
Day 4 of 7 of the Ransom Time Limit (the same day)
8:40 p.m.
Afternoon turns into night as Miley is still stuck in the same spot and in the same place. Yet this isn't the same Miley that had been taken by Theo. All this time in captivity meant that none of this scared her anymore. She was too determined, too angry (at the loss of 'her Teddy'), but most importantly too used to this. Yet it was this lack of outrage that was fueling a deeper resolve. Deeper than any resolve that she ever had in her body.Shewas going to getherselfout, and afterwards find Theo. And she knew that she had to do this as soon as possible.
(Flashback to 4:00 p.m.)
Troy is talking on his cell phone right next to Miley.
"Yeah I got her…Uh huh…how long do you want me to hold her…Uh huh…well now that seems a little long to keep a little lady with us…well…
Troy strokes Miley's cheek. Miley snaps away in disgust.
"She's as pretty looking as ever, yeah…no way… really I can?…with her?…Alright!… I haven't gotten fresh meat in…right…yes I promise I will be the only one to…no one else will be allowed to touch her…none of the other guys will be allowed to f…"
Troy looks at Miley and stops himself…
"Alright…if you hate her that much…Don't know…next day or two…alright, alright…we'll give you a ring when we finish her off…uh huh…yeah we will…it'll just be done here…fine…"
(End flashback.)
Miley's POV:
This is a race against time, I don't know how long I'll have before they kill her. He's probably behind this. Teddy would want me to do this. Definitely. I have to do this for Teddy.
Miley is seated in the main room at a rotten school desk with one guard, Ryan Evans. Miley had to think on her feet. For too long she was the damsel in distress, taking whatever happened to her and crying over it. Now with Miley's expectations of Theo's ability to somehow get to her dwindling, and the expectation of his death sinking in, no more…
Teddy taught me courage to stand up and survive. I have to play this smart. I have to…
Think like Teddy. And don't be afraid of any of them, they have to keep me good and well.
Amazingly, Miley wasn't afraid anymore. Thanks to Theo's support all this time.
I look around and see him (Ryan). He's not high anymore, but he's really irritated and restless. It could be because of the drugs, or it could be because he's tormented by something.
I have to get away from him…or him away from me.
I know!
I have to annoy him…he's more irritated now, and I heard it when Troy gave him strict orders not to harm me.
Miley takes a pencil and plays with it. She puts it between her two fingers and taps both ends against the desk with her two fingers' knuckles, creating a constant tapping sound…
(onetwo onetwo onetwo onetwo onetwo onetwo onetwo onetwo onetwo onetwo…)
At first Ryan doesn't care, but…
(twenty minutes later)
The tapping is as present and at the same pace as before.
Before Miley knows it a hand suddenly springs out and grasps her pencil…
"Do you mind…" Ryan asks indignately and annoyed.
Miley looks at him. Exactly what she wanted.
"But I'm ssooooooo boooored," Miley replied whining like a 6 year old.
"Bored?" Ryan asks in amazement.
"Well, yeah…I mean…I don't have anyone to talk to, you know…"
"You can't just sit there and be quiet?" Ryan seethed.
"The thing is… I'm a girl…and I feel like talking…"
"What?" Ryan replied in disbelief.
"To calm my nerves,"
"Fine, you wanna talk…then…"
He pulls up a seat…
"Let's talk…" Ryan offers.
Not exactly what Miley wanted, but she knew exactly what to do next.
"Well…
Iwouldliketostartoffbysayingthatthisplaceneedsawoman'stouchandyoushouldreallytrytogetsomeonetocleanthisplaceupandalsofindareally
gooddeodorizerandmaybesomepestcontrolandmaybesomemrcleanbecauseireallydon'tthinkthatit'sfairthatpeoplewhovisitwouldhavetosithere
andholdtheircommentstothemselvesaswellasholdtheirnosesanddisgustImeancomeonthisplacecouldusearealrenovationjobandmaybesome
redecoratingbecauseshootifpeoplecomeheremaybetheywouldgivemoreyouknowmoreasinmoregiftsandmoreadvicethatwouldbringsome
lightintotheworld…"
Miley is abruptly stopped as Ryan shot his hand out to cover her mouth…
"What were just saying?" Ryan asked exasperated while nursing a headache after trying to stop that mile a minute diatribe that Miley
called a conversation.
"I was just saying…" Miley replied before taking another deep breath in…
But Ryan shot his hand again.
"Do you always talk like this?"
Miley nodded.
"Can you help it?"
Miley shook her head.
"Okay…proceed" Ryan relented with a sigh, "you were saying…"
"SpeakingoflightintothisworldyoureallyhavetodosomethingaboutthesewindowsImeanwhyisitthateveronefeelsthatit's
necessaryfortohaveitboardedupImeansunlightisareallygoodsourceofvitaminDandreallylightensupyourmoodisyourmood
lightyetseethoughtsoifonlywehadmorelightinthisroomthanyouwoudn'tbesohostilanddestructiveImeanlookatthisplacespeaking
ofwhichifweeverdogetlightwereallyhavetodosomethingaboutthewindowsImeanlookathisplacethiswindowsshouldbefacingeast
sothatthesuncangreetussomaybeyoucangetsomeofyourguystohelpoutandmaybeevenfixotherthingslike…"
Ryan's headache had turned into a migraine. It was bad enough he was shot by Theo and his arm was killing him with that, but now he had Miley to deal with. He had enough…it took his all not to hit Miley then and there, but he was afraid of incurring Troy's wrath…
"SHUT UP, shut up…" hollered Ryan.
Miley looked at Ryan
"You don't wanna talk anymore…"
"NO, I don't…just sit down"
"Okay," Miley seemingly relented.
Miley was reaching for the pencil again, but Ryan stopped her…
"Miley, don't do that either…"
Miley gave him a pretty convincing pleading look…Ryan relented.
"Miley I don't wanna hear that pencil…"
"Then what do I do?...it's not like I have another girl to talk to. I mean girls talk like this and if I did I wouldn't have to…"
Ryan stopped what he thought was another diatribe in it tracks…
"Miley, if I get you another girl to talk to…"
"I wouldn't talk to you anymore" I assured him while finishing his sentence.
"Good, then I got one you can talk to, so you can leave me alone" Ryan said exasperated and tired.
With that Ryan picked her up and led her to the next room. Ryan had released her from her handcuffs and lead her to the room she saw that girl in previously.
Ryan pushed her in and closed the door. Once the door was closed Miley smiled while her turning her face away.
The ruse had worked. It never occurred to Ryan that this was a trick by Miley.
Yet when she looked up her face fell at the sight she saw. She was in a furnished room, but it was dank and eerie. She looked around for a second before she saw her…
(Gabriella Montez)
She walked closer, but almost jumped back when she saw her…
An otherwise beautiful girl was sitting on the couch waiting for no one in particular. What made me jump was the fact that her eyes, her eyes were damaged. Her eyelids were peeling and traumatized, and she moved as if she was afraid of sunlight.
It only then it me…this girl was blind…but this was different. Something must've happened to her eyes for this to happen…
And Gabriella Montez was afraid of sunlight. Because of what Tom's briefing had assumed was correct. Yet despite this, it only took a second for Gabi to realize there was someone in the room with her…
"Who's there?" she asked looking everywhere trying to anticipate where the person was.
"Yo..you don't know me…my name's Miley"
Gabi smiled at Miley.
"Nice to meet you," Gabi offered her hand, "I'm Gabi"
"Miley", Miley replied taking that hand.
"That's a nice name…", Gabi began.
The conversation started out slowly, but soon picked up on Gabi's part when she was convinced Miley wasn't one of Troy's new 'candy' girls or anything harmful to Gabi. Miley needed to extra time to think, and she thought so much better without being watched. But alas, she couldn't think just yet. Because while talking to Gabi, she realized that Gabi hasn't had anyone to talk to.
However later into the conversation Miley found herself pressing on to more serious matters. She wanted to know why Gabi was here…
It took a while on Miley part, but not as long as she would've had to take it she wasn't a woman herself. What she heard horrified her…
(A/N: This takes a few hours and all indirectly of course, but in the interests of time and space…he's the story)
Gabriella Montez knew Troy Bolton since junior year in high school, when she moved to Albuquerque. She had followed him to UCLA years before, despite being offered an academic scholarship to her dream school, Stanford, mind you. She was by his side offering the vital counterbalance to the pressures of Troy's father. But after Troy was busted for using performance enhancing drugs, Troy began to rely more on Gabi more than ever. Never mind that Gabi just couldn't handle alone as a Marine wife, and that while Gabi took to the rosary for strength (a devout Catholic just like Theo), she watched in dismay as Troy ignored her pleas to do the same and instead watched as Troy drowned himself in alcohol, as if Troy was looking for answers at the bottom of the many bottles he would polish off.
Troy, being the mess he became, was barely a decent DEA agent. Yet, despite this, he was kept on at the behest of his father. But this only proved to be fatal to her hopes and dreams as this only provided Troy the ability to unleashed merciless pain on Gabi without leaving a single bruise that Gabi could use. With her mother tragically killed in a car accident three years previous, Gabi had no one. Yet she loved Troy…
And that loved cost her everything; her hopes, dreams, and futures, until it one day cost her, her eyesight. And since that cost Troy his job, he has been taking that out on her every day for year snow. Troy's cruelty knew no bounds as her eyes would be forever sensitive and raw because of the hot lye, but Troy purposely denied her the right to wear protective sunglasses and carry a white cane, in order to both denigrate her (as if what happened to him was her fault when it really was his own) and to ensure that she did whatever he wanted her to.
Since then, she was nothing more than his slave. He would show her off to visiting criminal friends and even tie both her wrist and both her ankles to a bed so that they could have their way with her. He constantly beat her and forced her to do various drugs.
And since Gabi needed to talk to someone, she told this to Miley.
Yet throughout it all, Miley was shocked and bewildered to the point of exasperation, because Gabi didn't see the cruelty and abuse and keptdefendinghim, coddling him, showing how hard he had it.
(A/N: Sound familiar? It should, you can leave it as a comment on the review)
Yet Miley was herself in tears, because it reminded her too much about…
"I need Troy… he's really a good guy…He's good for me…He LOVES ME…
That last one hit Miley to the point where she was in tears to…
Because it reminded her too much of…
Herself…
Before Theo.
It was now that Miley could get over Jake Ryan...she saw herself in Gabi and it horrified her.
Yet Miley had to make Gabi understand. But she wisely realized that the only way she could do this is if Troy was 'out of the picture'. Else it would take too long. She realized that despite all this time with Theo, only now had she been truly free of Jake.
Miley vowed to get rid of Troy.
At the very least because he took her 'Teddy bear' away from her
And she was, because Troy was exactly like Jake but Miley as no longer impressed.
But Miley couldn't bear to have another person go through what she did. Despite the fact that Miley was much younger than Gabi, she was 'more experienced' because she had 'seen the light'. And she was determined to set Gabi free…
And she had a good idea how…
But suddenly the door swung open. Troy walked in and barked,
"Stewart, get out here…"
Both Miley and Gabi were startled and both were scared, but it was only Gabi who was truly scared, Miley wasn't, but pretended to be so Troy wouldn't harm her or suspect the ploy she now had.
Troy led Miley out into the main room, but instead of staying there, he went into another room, larger than the main room.
Miley tried to focus in this new room and as soon as she did, she was really horrified.
All Miley saw were two rows of many beds. All of which had steel rods as bedposts, one for each of the four corners.
But what had really horrified Miley was the sight she saw as she looked closer. Miley saw only one of the beds were occupied. Miley saw a naked girl handcuffed to the bed. Her two wrists and two ankles were individually handcuffed to individual bed posts. And all she heard from the girl were moans and groans, from pain, anguish, shame and addiction.
(Outside Source: Monique Coleman as Taylor McKessie)
Troy wasted no time and started to strip to his blood and tear stained 'wifebeater' shirt (a shirt so fitting for who Troy now was) and boxers.
Troy then pulls out his .357 Magnum and points it at Miley. Miley realized that he was using the same gun that he 'killed' Theo with to rape her.
She had to think fast…
"Well, off with the panties…"
Miley did as she was told, but was completely repulsed by the idea of giving this man sex…
But luckily she came up with something right then and there.
"Wait!" Miley yelped.
Luckily Troy stopped…
"Before we do this…can I ask you a favour?"
Troy gave Miley an incredulous look but allowed her to continue.
"What?"
"May I have a drink (alcohol)?" Miley asked.
"A drink?" Troy repeated.
"Yes, a drink. You know to get me into the mood…"
Troy was still unsure of this…that is until...
"It'll really help me get wet…I mean you don't wanna be humping sandpaper when you stick you 'big end' into me, do you?" Miley said seductively.
Troy was sold. He walked out and came back with a liquid detergent bottle. He gave it to Miley and assured her that it was just malt liquor, no detergent was left.
Miley had taken as small of a drink as she could to remain convincing and gave it back to Troy.
Troy took a single swig of alcohol, loving the taste and the satisfaction it brought him…
And one swig became other for good luck.
And a third for the commandant and Corps (Marine Corps)
And another…
As the next swig was more like a hearty gulp, Troy simply forgot about Miley…
Exactly how Miley had planned it.
Her second ruse had worked.
She had correctly calculated that Troy was so far gone down the road of alcoholism that he couldn't resist the opportunity to drink more and more.
And it was this lack of self control which had bought Miley more than precious time.
It bought her the night (Troy passed out in the main room, not even making it to the vomit stained couch).
It bought her hope.
(A/N: Clever girl huh. See I told you…but don't worry, this isn't anywhere near what she'll be doing later in the chapter.)
As Miley tiptoed out of the room, she sat on the couch and waited...
Now she was waiting for Ryan to come back…
(20 Minutes later)
The door opens and in comes Ryan Evans with take out. But as soon as he sees Troy on the floor, he growls in disgust as he puts down the food to drag him to the couch. Grumbling and sulking curses under his breath.
"This guy drink like a fish and disgraces himself, and I the one who gets the more humiliating boot from DEA…"
He then turns to Miley…
"Whatever you do don't fall in love…"
As if God had given her exactly what she needed, Miley thanked Him, asked she now knew how to work him.
"Why…love is…" Miley started.
"Painful and forbidden" Ryan interrupted.
Apparently Ryan's frequent use of drugs and alcohol had fuelled a stupefying depression. He apparently was dumb enough to readily share his life story with Miley.
"What do you mean, come, tell me we'll eat…"
(Fast forward to the middle of the meal)
"So she really is something huh?" Miley asked.
"Yep, and she says she's free for tonight only, and she off to New York tomorrow, and wants to, you know, be with me…"
"So? Be with her," Miley pushed on.
"I can't, I can't, it's wrong" Ryan kept insisting.
"What's so wrong about it?"
"It just is…" Ryan relented.
Miley would have to push harder. She could tell that Ryan was really hard up for this girl. Luckily,onlythisgirl would do.
"You don't know what you're missing…" Miley baited.
Ryan took the bait…
"What do you mean?"
"If you love someone, you should show it. There's nothing wrong with it. So what if society does approve of your love. Hell, now a days any kind of couple could get together. I mean who looks at, let's say, interracial anymore?"
"Oh, trust me this' really different…"
"Really, and how might that be? 'Those'marriages were once illegal and even 'immoral' not too long ago, and look at us today…"
"Yeah…yeah!" Ryan said convincingly.
"And even if people don't approve, it sounds like to me it feels so right…"
Ryan nodded.
"And so what, love know no boundaries: gender, ethnic…" Miley continued.
Ryan was only being more convinced…
"Look, take it from me, you really want to…to seize the moment… I mean what other chance do you have…"
"Yeah but what'll they think…"
"Look, I bet that your girl feels the same way you do…"
"Exactly" Ryan confirmed.
"So, just take it one step at a time, 'see' her tonight…"
"But it's…" Ryan tried.
"Alright…just keep it a secret" Miley finished for him.
"Right, right…Troy's not the boss of my life… I can do whoever the f—k I want…and if the world says anything F—K them…I'm gonna do it…"
"That's the spirit!" Miley finished.
This may seem silly, but Ryan was no ordinary guy. Messed up beyond all belief with all of his substance and psychological problems, as well as his forbidden love, Miley was all she needed. Miley had miraculously bet on this from her observations and won.
Ryan walked out and opened the door to the hallway. He yelled.
"Nick, watch Stewart…Troy's passed out and I'm stepping out for the night…"
"Don't forget you're jacket, its November, so it's cold" Miley called out.
"Th..thanks…I mean love does know no blood"
And with that he left. Miley was now happy that Ryan was gone but suddenly paused when she realized…
"Did he say blood?"
It's only now Miley realizes how deep he was in. And with that Miley ended the night with cringes of disgust as she tiptoes around to find anything. Nick, who came into the room to watch Miley, didn't really care. He had a gun and there were no others in the room. He thought Miley was bored and just resumed reading his smut magazines late into the night.
Forbidden Gardens
Same 'Greenhouse'
Day 5 of 7 of the Ransom Time Limit (the day after Miley's 'ruses')
3:49 p.m.
...Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep
Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep
Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep
Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep
Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep
Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep
Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep
Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep
Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep
Bebeep…Bebeep
Bebeep…Bebeep
BebeepBebeepBebeepBebeep
Dingding Ding….soft computerized siren…
All alert noises stop
Long pause.
"GASP-COUGH"
Theo wakes up.
This is nothing less than utterly supernatural that Theo is already up. A mere solitary day after his brush with death. Theo is already up.
Theo's POV:
I'm not dead? How's that possible
How's that possible?
I mean I knew very early on in my life, I was a very quick healer…
Kinda like Wolverine from X-Men.
And the IV was feeding me powerful drugs.
But this was ridiculous.
He then looks around.
S—t, I'm in a hospital…
A hospital with…glass encasing?"
But then the obvious hits Theo harder now than ever before.
"Miley!" Theo screamed to himself.
Just then Tom stumbled in groggily as he checked on the beeping machines. He didn't see that Theo was awake. I mean after only one day? After stumbling and running into things, he makes it to the machines.
"This can't be right," Tom cursed out loud.
Tom's strikes the machine as it continues to read that Theo's 'awake'. The strike causes a brief change what the machines are feeding to Theo. And boy did Theo feel it.
"Tom!"
"AH!"Tom yelped loudly in shock.
The shock almost brings Tom to the floor.
"Tom, where am I?,"
It still took a few minutes for Tom to recover from the shock, which had now turned into awe.
"What the? How the?..."
Tom looks down.
"Oh great, now I'm gonna new new pants"
But Theo was having none of it. Still in bed, he goes on…
"Where's Miley?"
"What?" Tom replied still recovering.
"Where's Miley" Theo desperately demanded, "Tell me you have her, tell me you have her with somone else…"
Tom relented…
"No Theo, we have you…"
"What! You don't save me, you save Miley you…" Theo rambled on in anger.
"Look, Theo, don't you think we would have saved our ransom, if we could…"
"But the last thing that I heard were sirens? That means the cops…" Theo began.
He was hoping that the police had Miley. That would mean she was safe…but alas…
"No, Theo, those were our cars, by the time we got there, you were dying and Miley was gone…they took her, there's nothing we could have…"
As that news sinks in, Theo looks the other way and clenches his eyes...Not a minute afterward…
A teardrop defiantly finds its way out despite his best efforts.
"Where am I," Theo finally says in a dark monotone voice, trying to get a hold of himself.
"Forbidden Gardens…our contacts gave this greenhouse to us…you're safe…aren't you happy we tracked you…"
Theo gives Tom a look when he said the word 'safe'.
"Alright…alright…we're due to get more information about the chumps that did this…until then maybe you should…"
But Theo was having none of it. Theo gets out of bed, and begins to unhook himself from the machines…
"Thanks for the stuff…you really out did yourself this time…" Theo said referring to the powerful cocktail of rehabilitatory medicines he was fed by IV.
Theo seemed to be a natural at emergency medicine. He properly shut off the machines and put them away.
"Where the hell you do think you're going?" Tom demanded.
"Threads and pieces, got any?" (Slang for clothes and guns)
Tom was dumbfounded. How was this even possible…
"Well?" Theo waited.
"Ye…yeah…" Tom confirmed.
And with that they left the room…
Fast forward: 20 Minutes Later.
This whole time Theo doesn't say much at all. He is amazingly indifferent to the fact that he had beaten death. Tom just watches him…
Tom's POV:
As I watch him put on his sunglasses while wearing a black shirt and black jeans, I am amazed…
He up and about and asking for more?
Yet what I notice the most is Theo…
And how it's like he walks with new life. Never before had I seen him like this, Theo walks with resolve, with a purpose, with passion, the like of which I've never seen in anyone before.
The last thing Theo does is pull out his rosary. And what he does surprises Tom. Theo affixes Miley's butterfly hair clip
Just as Theo kisses both the cross and the Tom knows exactly what Theo's going to ask next…
"Theo, you know you don't have to do this…we can get other people on it…"
Theo gives him an angry look, as if it was outrageous to even fathom it.
Just as I feared…
"Theo, you really do feel for this girl?" I ask somehow hoping that he would convincingly deny it, because it really wasn't true.
"What do you think?" Theo seemed to respond rhetorically when he shot the look at Tom, pausing, and then walking away.
Now I'm horrified, Theo didn't bother to deny it.
"You tell me, or better yet your body should, after a single day, from should have killed you…"
Theo pauses and tells Tom with finality…
"There is nothing stronger in a man than his human heart…"
"I have to do this" Theo finished.
Although this may be the case, Tom 'read' Theo's mind on the two things he needs…
"All we have to do is wait until we get the info and address…but since you do need more 'juice' as your body isn't really up there yet, what do you need for your recovery? I'll pack it so you can drink it on the way…"
"Ginseng, Echinacea, herbal tea, chicken soup, Muggle medicine (Harry Potter), I don't care, just as long as it help me recover" Theo replied too focused on Miley.
Theo then gives Tom a list he just made 10 minutes ago. It's the stuff he needs…
"You're asking for a war" Tom commented looking at the list.
"That's exactly what I'm asking for" Theo replied.
Theo prepares duffel bags with clothes for himself, clothes for Miley ('Hello Kitty' type clothes, but at least better than stripper's clothes), and then…
Tom's laptop beeps…
"Alright, here goes..."
Author's note: (Outside Sources It's a Man's World, by James Brown and Luciano Pavarotti). To the reader: This is one of those times in a film when you see what Theo and Tom are doing but instead of any sounds, it's a song.
Theo's POV:
As I drive intently, Miley comes to mind. I am calm and cool, but that's only because I have to think and because my body's still raw.
Tom gives me a map and tells me to be careful and to stay detached, he also points to the recovered Mustang GT.
Yet all I see is Miley's laugh when I told her how I separated my shoulder.
Tom helps me pack the guns and equipment I'll need. And he tells me more about what to expect. Including the fact that Bolton's a Devil Dog (Marine) like myself.
And I can't stop thinking about Miley: Especially when she made me that dinner for breakfast. I remember being mesmerized by her pleasant surprise that I appreciated it.
I get into the car and hear Pavarotti…perfect way for me to collect myself…
But when Pavarotti sings, I can no longer remember flashbacks…only all the times Miley smiled, from the first one when she had to cut her hair…to the ones that I saw in the stars in San Diego.
By now I'm well on the road, cruising the streets of Houston. My determination grows by leaps and bounds along with the length of Pavarotti's chords.
And I think about how Miley bandaged my arm, which has healed so well now. And I also think about how I carried her when I rescued her from the girls in the alley in Gangland.
As I get ever closer to my destination, I think about the future. That the ransom paid off, that maybe, just maybe, Miley won't hate me. Maybe…you know…I can stay in contact. At least on…the net…we can….
Oh whom am I kidding...it's best if she gets to go back to SoCal and never see me again. See her friends, make up with her pops, see the beautiful Malibu beach with a smoothie.
Go to school, grow up…
Make some lucky bas-d the happiest piece of s—t on earth.
(Pavarotti Ending)
That'll be my gift to her. I'll just be gone. However much pain it will do to me. However much I will want to be there for her. No matter how my heart breaks. It doesn't matter.
No, it's not what I want it to be…But it's what it has to be.
Miley Stewart, you taught me it was alright to live again. You gave me my will and soul back.
Miley Stewart, try to remember me, because I know I'll never forget you.
And with that he now focuses on navigating the sedated suburban streets.
A/N: In the interest of the storyline, please forgive if it doesn't seem realistic that Theo healed that quickly or that Miley was so easily able to get Ryan to talk. It isn't as realistic as I would like I know, yet along with the fact that there are people whodo heal extraordinarily fast, Theo had a real reason to live. As for Miley, remember that she now has so much new confidence that she was able to skilfully manipulate her 'new' captors.