Summary: How does Lucas react on finding Jonas' dead body? Does Lucas have any fond memories of Jonas?

7 years after Lucas' birth

Lucas' pov

"So, kiddo, what do you want to have?"

Lucas and Jonas are in the mess hall and they are just to get something to eat. James have to do something, and let's his colleague and good friend act as a babysitter. Not that Lucas have anything against it, he quite likes Jonas for his laid back and funny nature. This isn't the first time, but it is the earliest occasion where Lucas can remember to have been looked after by Jonas.

"Cake," answers Lucas.

"Cake?" the grown-up laughs. "As lunch? That would be a first time. You sure you don't want something like, I don't know, spaghetti or a salad?"

Lucas shakes his head firmly. "Cake," he says again.

"Ok, then." Jonas turns to Andy, the Mister-Handy robot that is in charge of the food in the mess hall, and holds up a few coupons. "We will have two small cakes, please."

"Right away, sir."

When the cake is served and the two of them are sitting comfortably at a table they dig in. "So, kid, how do you like your lunch?"

Lucas absolutely loves it. He knows that if his father has been with them he would have never allowed cake as lunch. Jonas usually spoils Lucas rotten like this, and that is why Lucas likes him so much. "It's good. It's almost like my birthday."

Jonas snaps his fingers as he is reminded of something. "That's right; your birthday is in a few weeks. Happy birthday! But let us make this a secret from daddy, okay."

"Okay."

The two of them eat their cake in silence for a moment. "You want to hear a funny story?" Jonas asks suddenly. Lucas nods, as he knows that Jonas' stories can be quite funny sometimes. "A man walks into a restaurant and asks for some dessert. A few moments later the butler comes to him with a plate full of sand. 'What's this?' the man asks. 'I asked for dessert.' The butler apologies. 'I thought you said desert.'"

Lucas snorts and snickers a little. It wasn't that funny, it might not even be classed as a joke. It is more of a bad word play. But seven-year-olds are usually easy to amuse, and Lucas is not an exception.


13 years after Lucas' birth

Lucas' pov

Usually it is James that helps Lucas when the boy has problems with his homework. But when James doesn't have time to spare it is Jonas that has to help him. And Jonas have nothing against it, he really seem to like the time he gets with Lucas, but it is often that the man isn't that very good in explaining things to others.

"So you mean that Theodor Roosevelt wasn't president?" Lucas asks with confusion.

"Yes… or I mean no… What I do mean is that Roosevelt was president, but it only happened because McKinsley died."

There is a small pause where both of them just stare. "… I'm confused…," Lucas admits in a low tone.

"Me, too," Jonas confess. "If I should be honest."

Lucas has nothing against it either, even when it gives a few headaches sometimes. But mostly it gives the strangest situations, which both of them can't help but laugh out loud. When that happens they often makes the whole thing into a joke, until James walks in on them and have to tell them to go back to what they were originally doing.

And that is what Lucas likes most about Jonas; his jokes. They can sometimes be good, or just so strange that it makes them laughable. Either way, they successfully makes Lucas laugh out loud or snicker.


19 years after Lucas' birth

Lucas' pov

The adrenaline pumps in Lucas' veins as he runs down the corridors that he knows so well. He knows where to run instinctively, and before he knows it he is there, at the body of his friend. Jonas lies there, lifeless and without that light in his eyes, left on the floor as if forgotten by the men that have killed him.

"Jonas?" Lucas asks, as if he is ready to se the older man sit up again alive as ever. When that doesn't happen Lucas walks closer, slowly and carefully. His eyes start to water up when he gets a closer look at the scene.

Jonas lies on his back, and stares with unblinking eyes on the ceiling. His lips are parted, as if he is to say something, like one of those many jokes he always have in store. His legs rests in a strange angle, and Lucas gets a feeling that Jonas might have stood up when he was killed and have fallen down into this strange posture.

Lucas falls to his knees by the body. As he puts his hands to Jonas' chest he feels that the body still is warm. "Jonas?" he says again. "Jonas, you can't be dead. Get up! Please!" As Lucas speaks he shakes him slightly, as if it would wake him up.

But Jonas didn't.

Lucas buries his face into Jonas, and there he cries like he has never cried before. This is the ever first taste of death he ever has known, and it has been on a dear friend. It has been so sudden, when Amata have woken him up and have told him all about it. How her father have killed Jonas and how James have left the vault against all odds. She has been so frighten herself, and therefor immediately have made Lucas know that this is real and not some prank.

Lucas remains like this, on the floor and crying into Jonas, that when he finally was done he was afraid that he might have spent too much time and will be caught by the overseer's men. It is with a heavy heart that Lucas searches the body for any clues to why his father has left. And there, in Jonas' pocket he finds a tape, with the words "to Lucas" on it.

Lucas pockets it, and, after giving the body one last look, rises to walk away. He doesn't know when or where, but when Lucas gets the chance he will take revenge on the overseer for this.