Cross hurried through the town. If he was going to catch up with Allen, he would have to hurry. He drove the carriage as quickly as he could. Next to him sat one of his modified akuma.
"There it is!" The akuma yelled, pointing to a graveyard.
"Shut up, I can see that."
He pulled on the reigns as the carriage slid to a stop. Cross smoothly jumped off with a shovel and headed toward one of the graves. Just as he was going to start digging, he halted. He stood for a moment and remembered something. Turing around he threw the shovel saying, "Here you do it!"
"Yes sir," the akuma said quietly as he came over to the grave and dug.
It took barely 10 minutes for him to get to the coffin. He pulled it out and walked toward the carriage. He slid the coffin in and just as he was sitting back down, Cross, who was already up front, slapped the reigns and drove the carriage off. The akuma fell off, disappearing into the distance. Eventually, like all the modified akuma, he blew up.
Timothy saw the figure, which was just sitting up and ran to hug him. "Chaoji," he whispered over and over again. Timothy hadn't seen Chaoji moving in months and didn't care how stupid he looked right now, actually hugging someone.
"Where am I?" Chaoji asked, noticing the small space. Realizing they were a train he asked, "More importantly, where are we going? And why does my head hurt so much?"
Timothy started blabbering out words, "You were super sick and the Noah did that to you and Allen made us think he was with the Noah but he really wasn't and he was just trying to get a way to cure you but now we are going to get him and say it's all ok and bring him back to the order and," he paused, "we could all live together again." He looked up into Chaoji's eyes, holding back the tears in his own eyes.
Timothy laughed it off, putting his hand on the back of his head. "Well it is pretty late and you need some rest, so I guess I'll see you tomorrow morning." He ran out, bumping into Lvellie on the way out.
Chaoji sat there. Allen saved me? But I thought he liked the Noah, after all he did try to save that one Noah on the arc, he thought. He sat there for a long time, even more confused than before.
The door opened and Lvellie came in. "How are you feeling?" Lvellie asked, sitting down in a seat nearby.
"Fine but what's going on here?" Chaoji asked. Komui walked in at that moment, standing in the corner of the room.
"I will explain everything but first you have to tell me, what was the last thing that you remember?" Lvellie asked, undisturbed by Komui's entrance.
Chaoji thought for a moment. "I was in China with Lavi and Bookman. The Noah came out of nowhere and surrounded us. They took Lavi and Bookman and the next thing I know I'm here."
"That all happened three months ago," Lvellie said, beginning his long explanation of everything that has happened since then.
"There you are," Miranda said to Timothy. Behind her were Lenalee and Marie. They were standing in an open hall. There were only windows on each side of the hall. Next to one of the windows was the outer wall of a room. Timothy was leaned against it, staring outside. It was early morning and the train had stopped at one of the stations. The people of the order would ride on until late in the afternoon.
"What's wrong?" Lenalee asked.
He didn't respond for a while. "Why didn't Allen just come back?" he asked.
"Don't worry; it was our fault for not believing he was good right away. But now we are going to bring him home," Marie said, putting his hand on Timothy's shoulder.
He slapped away Marie's hand and turned around. His eyes were red and his nose was running. "Then why do I keep feeling like we are going there to fight him!" He yelled out, "Why do we need so many people to bring him back? Why do we need a fucking strategy? Why do we need so many damn weapons and crows and all of this other shit? Why the hell can't everything just be as it used to?" He was crying again. "We were all such good friends. What changed that?"
Lenalee knelt down in front of him. "What are you talking about?" She said gently. "We all still love Allen and would never want to hurt him."
Timothy shook his head, the tears still pouring out. "Chaoji doesn't think so!" He looked straight into Lenalee's eyes when he said this. "He hates Allen! When I said that Allen saved him, he…! the look in his eyes! It was like he'd rather die than be saved by Allen!"
No one moved, it was like they were frozen in place. They stood and watched as Timothy pushed past them. He ran back to the room, grabbed his bag, and ran from cart to cart until he finally ran out the doors. Some finders tried to stop him but the doors closed right behind him. Timothy was gone.
The small boy ran outside and jumped on the nearest horse he could find. He spurred it to a gallop and set off, the owner of the horse yelling from far behind. He vaguely remembered the map that he was shown the previous night. If he took this road until it came to a fork and went left, he should be in the town before the order.
He never quite planned for this, it was just on the spur of the moment. But Timothy knew within his heart that the Black Order was changing. No, it has been different ever since the fight with Alma Karma.
They don't care about friendship! All they care about is their stupid innocence and they will do whatever they can to get it or destroy the Noah! He thought.
Somewhere deep within his heart he knew Allen was in the right. He was following his final hope, just wanting everything to go back to the way it was.
He looked up and realized he reached the fork sooner than he's expected. He slowed the horse down but didn't stop. He knew he might just be going into a death trap, but there was no going back now. He went on, slowly speeding up as he went along. The closer he got, the more nervous he was, thousands of doubts popping into his head.
What if Allen isn't there before the order?
Timothy reached the town, seemingly empty and quiet. He rode on, not noticing the eyes watching him from within the shops and houses.
What if something happened to Allen? What if he's Neah now?
He passed the town and rode through a great plane.
What if he doesn't want me? What if Johnny's no longer there?
He passed a giant tree.
What if Allen di-
He heard the great ringing of bells and woke up from his trance. It was noon and in front of him stood a great mansion. Without realizing it, he had ridden nonstop for six hours. He was finally here and in front of him was…
Author's Note:
So this was the biggest update yet. The next update will be sometime in January and I will post the finalized date on my profile.
I think it should be pretty obvious who is in front of Timothy at the end of this chapter.
Lenalee and co. were frozen in place because Timothy is a pretty fast kid, ya' know? And in my mind they thought Chaoji liked Allen so… yeah.
Timothy and Chaoji are probably OOC because I don't remember how they acted that well…
Now as we are getting closer to the end I am going to make two different endings since the ending I prefer is 100% OOC. I will put the In character version in the rest of this story. After I finish that I will make a second Come Home Allen which will have only the OOC ending.
Thanks Alapest and Ennun for reviewing you guys are awesome. Sorry Alapest and everyone else that I didn't update on Christmas.
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