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V's Point Of View

I entered the cell I had built, for all intent and purposes, to begin another testing day for Evey. It tested me to.

My resolve at hurting someone I love caused me conflict. How could I continue to...violate my dear Evey? Every day I see her weaken, but not give in.

When I crossed the threshold, I did not expect to walk into my worst nightmare. She lay there on the cot. The blood from the wounds on her wrists dripped onto the cell floor. With her last strength she had drawn my 'V' symbol in her own blood. It was crooked, but that is forgiven considering her condition.

I wasted no time- she needed medical attention...how long had she been there? How long ago was it since she had done this?

'Evey...' I was saying frantically, her head was bobbing gently against my shoulder as I carried her into the shadow gallery. It is an excellent coincidence that I am trained fully in medical practices, and own the equipment that will be needed...just in case.

It is obvious she has not been there for long; I lay her carefully on my own queen size bed, and felt the faint pulse in her delicate neck.

Evey's Point of View

The edges around my vision were greying. I couldn't feel the cold anymore. Everything was turning black and white. I shut my eyes and let myself drift away.

I heard a voice above me, whispering in a far off place 'Evey...Evey...'

The world spun by, and I slowly began to fall, and then nothing.

V's point of view

It has taken me nearly six hours, but Evey's condition is stable. I looked upon her steady breathing.

Now I only have to pass the time.

ONE WEEK LATER

She had not awoken yet, but I still continued to wait in hope...

I hadn't left her bedside; I can't let her wake up alone.

'"Please could you tell us the way to Giantland?"

"It's a long way but you can get there if you start!"

"Yes, but which is the way?"

"Well, there's only one way and that's the right way!" V said, reading from the far away tree

Her eyes fluttered. 'Evey?'

'V...?' she croaked. Her eyes opened fully.

'Am...Am I dead?' she looked around.

'No Evey, you are quite alive, and well I hope?' I responded.

'V...where's Gordon?' she asked suddenly 'V what happened how did I get here?'

What should I tell her? How should I explain?

'Mr Dietrich was executed, fortunately I managed to get to you' I said carefully.

'Oh Gordon...' she looked down sadly, her memories were coming back slowly, I could see the horror flit across her face. 'Thank you for rescuing me...it was horrible what they did...to-to me.'

Oh dear she thinks it was Creedy and his men.

'You must be hungry, let me get something for you' I quickly changed the subject.

'Yes...yes please...' she settled down into her cushions. I left to make her something.

Evey's point of view

I was in V's bedroom, his huge bed and his many cushions were surrounding me and I cuddled into them, warm and safe. I can remember the torture but not much else after that, like how I got here. Both my wrists were bandaged, and hurt like hell. But I don't know why. My entire body felt black and blue.

'Here Evey,' V entered and sat on the bed in front of her, with a plate of food.

He set it down, I tried my damnedest to pick up the fork and eat but my hands couldn't hold the fork.

'Here Evey let me help' V said kindly.

'I feel quite silly letting you do this...' I said feeling like a child.

'Nonsense, it's only temporary...' he brushed away my objections.

He scooped up a small amount and helped me to eat and drink, my throat felt raw.

Afterwards I felt sleepy, and could barely keep my eyes open.

'Sleep Evey, you will need your strength' V whispered.

And so I drifted off, my last thought was how glad I am that V is holding the fort until i get better....