A:N This is mostly just a filler. It has a little bit of old information, and a bit of new information of my own mixed in. I may or may not add in a POV of 1017. I'm going to start working on that Divergent story I told you about so updates may be slower. Thanks guys!

Viola

As Angharrad trots towards the office of the Ask, the long abandoned building used to torture women of the Answer, I allow the tears that had been building up to spill. Angharrad's Noise coos to me, concerned.

Viola? Viola okay? Todd okay?

I had forgotten to update Angharrad on Todd. She had learned the word okay during the long three months of asking about Todd.

"He's awake." I whispered to her, "He's fine."

Her Noise rejoices but also is even more concerned for me. It was strange that such a simple animal could have emotions as complicated as ours.

Viola okay?

I sigh, "I'm alright girl. Don't worry about me."

She nickers gently at me and slows as we approach the building. I slide off of her and walk towards the Office of the Ask. The back of it seemed untouched but the front was blown apart from the bombs Mistress Lawson had set off in their march towards the town; the same march that had been part of the chaos that was the beginning of the first, and hopefully last, war I had been a part of.

Angharrad seems uneasy and I understood her. She didn't like the silence of the place. It was a few miles from the town, but normally you can hear the Roarof the town. Now the entire town- men, women, and Spackle- were headed to the ocean.

Ever since the ocean had been "rediscovered" by Todd and I, it had become a place of gathering. Especially since the Spackle were now a part of our daily lives. Today's gathering was because of Ben and Wilf…and their connection to the Spackle. They seem to believe that everyone can become connected to each other, that we only need to try hard enough and we can become as connected as the Spackle.

Ben was going to try and convince everyone through a vote to begin the process. There was a huge chance we'd be able to convince the town because of Wilf and Ben's position in the council. Wilf being the brave man to go in front of the entire Spackle army to channel the truth of the peace the people wanted. Ben being the link twixt Spackle and humans.

I sit on the ground, leaning against a lone plank that had somehow survived the initial blast and put my head in my hands. I hear Angharrad start to graze, giving me the solitude I craved.

Todd.

His name floated its way unwanted into my head. My stomach contrasts. What a horrible irony it is, that I should get him back and lose him all in the same stretch. I guess Bradley was always right. You can't always have the good without the bad. It just comes with it. Like New World for men. It's now a promise of peace…but also a condemnation of no privacy.

I remember his look of confusion as he looks at me, and my stomach jolts again with anger and sadness. I sigh loudly and it comes out mingled with a sob. Angharrad looks up, startled, and then goes back to grazing with a small Viola okay? that doesn't get answered.

The sobs get more and more concentrated as the despair comes rising up. Along with anger. Oh, the anger was so bad that I felt nothing but hatred rip through me. I wanted to hit something.

I get up with a flourish and the first thing in reach, the plank, was thrown across the narrow dirt road. I pick up a rock and throw it to the woods with a scream. It falls twixt me and a figure.

1017.

I glare at him.

"Go away." I snarl, "I don't want to see you."

He only looks at me, his long face sad and conflicted. He wants to go. I see that in his Noise. He wants nothing more but to turn away from me and leave the girl he once tried to kill. The girl he knows loathes him with more hatred than a man ever had for a Spackle.

He also wants to reach out to me.

I see this plain as day as he thinks, his thoughts as unguarded as a lamb. He wants to reach to me as the old Sky reached to him. Comfort me; despair with me. I realize he grieves for me. He feels pain because I feel pain.

I groan and throw myself to the ground, my emotions going flat.

You are frustrated.

He doesn't ask it, he says it.

"Why do you care?" I huff.

He moves forward, taking this small speech as invitation. Because the Sky cares for Todd. Todd cares for you, so the Sky cares for you.

Todd, Todd, Todd. No 'The Knife'. Things had changed tremendously.

"Why do you care for someone you wished to kill not four months ago?"

He thinks for a moment before nodding. It's true. I had hoped for nothing more than to kill him, to be rid of him. I had seen the bad in him, and not the good. Ben has helped me see the good in him and I can't help love Todd the way Ben does.

I sigh. The anger melts out of me, replaced by the despair I felt earlier.

"What am I going to do?"

What are we going to do. 1017 corrects me, I do not know. I don't think we can replace his memories.

Angharrad suddenly neighs, nothing but pure horse sound, and sprints back towards town. I stand up, starting to chase after her, when I see him.

Todd is walking with Ben towards us. He sees Angharrad and I see him start to run towards his beloved horse as she continues to gallop to her friend, chanting Todd, Todd, Todd, Todd okay.

I feel a wave of pleasure flash through me and hear the same spike in 1017's Noise. The reunion was so happy that I couldn't help but smile. I turn to see 1017 smiling as well and his Noise is pulsing with nostalgia and joy. He is thinking of his own reunion with his own steed. A battlemore he had been given as the Sky.

His Noise is also chanting along with Angharrad.

Todd okay. Todd is okay. He then directs it to me, Todd is okay. We can work through the other things. All that matters now is that he is okay.

I sigh and repeat, "He is okay."

And so am I.