-Knock, knock, knock-

The quiet pounding came from the front door while I stared out of the barred window to the busy streets below. I hadn't even been able to figure out what city we were in, and Lucy refused to tell me. She told me to look at the architecture and that eventually I would realize it, but I had been mindlessly staring out for hours every day since I had gotten there.

"Lucy, is it Barcelona?" I asked curiously while I heard her writing reports on the other side of the kitchen table.

"C'mon, Desmond, have you ever been to Barcelona?" She retorted cynically while she continued to write without looking up. "It's Firenze, Desmond, Florence. Please, just shut up." Her voice had an edge to it, clearly getting agitated.

I smirked without being seen as I pushed myself from the chair, "I didn't wanna be told anymore..." I muttered like a spoiled child, "Couldda figured it out on my own..." My grumbling was not helping her to become more calm, but I felt I had a right to exercise how spoiled I was acting.

Standing up from my chair it made a loud noise as it moved across the floor, clearly not helping Lucy with her angry mood swing. I shrugged as she stared more intensely stared at her paper, pushing hard with her pen.

The knock came again and she sighed, "Ugh... Can't I just do my fucking work anymore?" She cried out standing up fast enough to nearly knock her chair over.

Lucy moved her pen to her ear, letting it sit there peacefully as I walked to my room. I stepped inside and shut the door, muffled sounds coming from outside, most likely Warren trying to talk to her about getting me in the Animus more. I looked at my watch, it was mid-afternoon, nearly evening. My mind instantly went to food, at least the forefront of it did. My thoughts had never wandered from Rebecca since I'd arrived at this hellhole and most likely wouldn't be soon, it just so happened that food began to mix with her. She was still there, always there, the only difference was that hunger and instinct overpowered my ability to cognitively process my feelings for her.

I had almost forgotten her face, but I never did completely, something would always bring back a little missing detail here or there. A few minutes passed in the silent room as I debated whether I should get up and piss Lucy off about dinner or just think about Rebecca. I decided on the former, seeing as my stomach protested anything else.

I stood up and walked out, Lucy was disgruntled, still doing her work and I casually asked what was on my mind, "What's for dinner?'

Her pen his the paper, hard, and she put a hand to her face, "Christ, Desmond."

She got up, angry of course, and looked like she was about to hit me. I got ready to block her swing when I noticed she wasn't as angry as I anticipated, but she had red, wet eyes and I could see, after taking a look, a few drops on the papers and forms she filled out.

"Desmond..." She managed to stutter out, I could hear the pain caught in her throat, "Warren isn't going to let you take breaks from the Animus anymore..."

I looked at her curiously for a moment, "That's not what's bothering you. Lucy what's going on?" I asked with initiative.

Surprise struck when she stepped forward and actually gave me a hug. It was a real, friendly, comforting hug. I patted her back awkwardly for a moment, "Shh... It's alright..." I would reassuringly mutter a few times as she broke into sobs over who-knows-what.

"He's forcing me to do this... Before you woke up from your coma... I don't know when it happened, but Abstergo found us, Desmond, and they took me to find you." She could barely speak, I knew exactly how she felt.

The betrayals, however, weren't her breaking trust, they were her trying to keep herself and I alive. I looked at her for a moment, "Then we're getting out of here... D'you know where Rebecca is?" I asked her, still patting her back.

Her head shook in my shoulder, it was an answer I expected. She pulled away and wiped her eyes, sniffling all the while. She stood there in silence for a few moments, her cheeks were puffed out a little bit, red of course, along with her eyes and her whole face. I could even feel my shirt was a little damp where her head was moments before.

"We can get out, I know the way." She said determinedly as she stepped into her room, holding her hand up to signal me to wait a moment.

She came out, about two minutes later, with a white hoodie that had an eagle in gray embroidering on the back and a hood that pointed at the front over my head. It was folded neatly, and clean. On top of it, however, lie my blade, the one thing I had felt disconnected from the world without. She set them on the table, her cheeks were slowly regaining colour, but her nose and eyes were still red. It was obvious to me Lucy was trying to bottle her emotion.

I looked at what she had laid out for me and slowly picked them up. "Lucy, I..." I looked up at her for a moment, my eyes were even a little red, "Thank you." I set the blade down on the table as I threw the hoodie over my back, zipped it up to just above my chest and rolled the sleeves up to the inside of my elbow.

The hidden blade came next, fitting nicely over my forearm, snugly hugging the tattoo that stretched up my arm. I looked at it for a moment and let it shoot out and then retract before pulling my sleeves back down to cover it. The blade still had room to come out under the sleeve, but now it was hidden.

Lucy looked at the door before walking over to it wordlessly. She opened it and looked up and down the halls, waiving her hand for me to follow her. I stepped out behind her as she gave the all-clear. We walked apprehensively, silently in the corridors of the apartment building. Apparently it was an Abstergo lab and an employee housing unit. We finally made it to the iron-gate elevator and stepped in, riding it to the Ground floor.

-DING- It sounded as the doors opened. The receptionist didn't look up, in fact, she didn't know about the Animus project. We calmly walked together toward the door, and the second Lucy went to push it open I knew it was too easy, to obvious that it would happen. God forbade we found a working elevator and left some place without Hell breaking loose.

Author's Note: Hey guys. ^-^ Sorry these keep coming late, I actually have been trying to write this one recently but I didn't want to fail with it, so I waited until the time was right. (: So today I just sat down and decided to write it. I haven't been seeing any reviews, which makes me kind of sadface, but I hope for them. (: Hope you guys enjoy your summer break, it's about to be my last day of school. Have a nice time doing what you do, read, comment/review, subscribe, more to come. (: Love you guys.

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