Ok, sorry that this is late. You guys should be happy though. I might be able to get the next chapter in by this weekend with all the snow we're getting over here! I want to thank everyone for the great reviews, helpful tips, and encouragement! I would also like to ask if anyone had any problems with the last chapter. Some readers were confused with the flashbacks going on. I realize that in a traditional fanfic I would label things as a 'flashback' but I think this disrupts the reading process. If anyone would rather I tell you when a flashback is about to start/end please tell me and I'll make some changes I personally don't really like flashbacks so it shouldn't be that big of a problem. Read and review please, it makes my day :D

DAY: Chapter Three

"Tess, what are you doing here?" She was just standing there, her eyes fixed away from me.

"Day-" My name comes out choked and garbled from her throat as though she's spent her time swallowing stones. "Day, I need your help. I'm in trouble." My mind jumps to the Patriots. Could they be up to something new so quickly? Maybe she's being hunted by the government because Anden really is a liar and I should have never trusted him. Not that I ever really had in the first place. "The Colonies are planning something, something big." Her breath comes in gasps. I move forward trying to see her face in the dim light. Is she hurt? She angles herself away from me ever so slightly. That single movement sends my stomach plummeting. I reach out a hand to stroke her hair like I did when she was younger. She's older now but she's so distressed, her feet shuffling and those eyes never really meeting mine. I feel like she still should get that comfort.

"Day I'm so sorry." They're watery words but I hear them loud and clear before Tess grabs my hand. I try to twist away but I'm unrepaired. Something comes at me and volts of electricity jolt through me until I'm on my knees. My eyes are still open, just barely. The dark room becomes a shade darker. "You have to see that this is wrong Day. She will hurt you so much worse than this." Tess is eyes level with me now and her face is finally clear for me to see.

Her eyes are heavy with bags and her skin is too pale. The faint glimmer of guilt shines in her eyes. If Tess would go to this extent something is very very wrong. My mouth opens trying to speak but she just shakes her head. "I know you love her Day. She's so wrong for you but I have to realize that she loves you too and nothing will change that. But the Colonies are winning Day. Instead of being smart and taking their side you lay down with the dying." The Taser in her hand moves to her pocket, keeping it out of sight. "If you're going to live past this year you have to come with me." My head is shaking before I can stop it. There are so many things here that I cannot leave. Eden has to be taken care of. I have a job that has to be done. People depend on me for that. Then there's June. She may hate me I don't care, as long as she gets that happiness. She's been sad for too long.

Feeling is starting to come back into hands and feet. The darkness that had encroached on my vision is leaving bit by bit. If all Tess came here for was to talk, the need for the Taser seems highly unneeded and unlike her. I would have let her in the front door if she'd knocked. I would have laughed at the thought had I been able. "You won't come, I understand that Day. That's why I have to do this." It's almost as if a curtain has fallen. All at once my world goes black.

There are voices and I feel as though my head was crushed in by an iron fist. Of course the voices are real, at least I hope so. If not I will have to tell my doctor that my tumor has grown faster than expected. There are two men arguing. It's still night or at least it's still just as black in here…wherever here is. At least I hope it's still the same night that I was previously conscious in. If not my life has gotten much more complicated.

Eden must be worried sick. Even if it's only been a few hours he must already know I'm gone. Nightmares wake him up periodically, this being one of the many reasons we share a room. The image of Eden waking in a cold sweat searching for me only to find an empty bed makes me shake. He's only been blind for a few months. I can only hope that the guards help him.

As my mind clears so dose my sight. I'm in a van with very little light…obviously. My hands are bound and so are my feet. They were very smart with this because the knots are nice and tight, digging into my wrists and ankles. There isn't a gag thank goodness. At least I can talk to myself in this sound proof van, wasn't that so considerate of them?

The arguing voices stop. It's in this moment that one of the voices sound familiar. It's Thomas. My breath catches and I still, straining my ears.

"She isn't there I already told you." It's defiantly Thomas speaking.

"How could she not be there? We must have missed her by minutes." I don't know this voice but it sounds like a man's. "It's after curfew there aren't many places she could be. Maybe she's paying a trip to Andens?" There's a scoff and a scuffle. The soon to be argument is interrupted by a sudden buzzing.

"I just got a reported break in. We should check it out." Thomas' voice is low and controlled. Completely different from how it was last time we spoke.

"Are you crazy? We're trying to find this girl and your first thought is to actually do our jobs?"

"The report's from June. She says someone's broken into Day's apartment, may be a possible kidnapping." Some laughter is exchanged and I tune out the rest of the conversation. They're looking for June. What reason could they have for June? Is Anden really a double crosser? I half growl at the thought. It has to be him. He's the only one who could be behind it. Who else uses his own men to do his dirty work? But why in the world was June at my apartment? Out of all of the crazy things I've heard tonight this is the craziest. Was she going to come and talk to me? I have the sudden thankfulness to Tess in this moment. Never have I been so happy to be kidnapped than I am now.

The van's moving. It happens so fast I fall down and end up with my face on the cold metal floor. It's a patrol van, something very commonly seen on the streets after curfew. Meant to hold rule breakers like myself in and prying eyes out. There are no windows except for the windshield and even that's heavily tinted. Any chance of someone seeing me is out of the question. My hands are tingling from the rope. I can hardly wiggle my fingers let alone free them. If I had something sharp, anything really, I might be able to get out of this. Of course the door to the van can only be opened from the outside so I would have to escape from the front. This would mean breaking my way through the three inch glass barrier separating me from the driver.

I sigh in defeat. My best chance is to try to escape when the door to the van is opened. Of course this would mean that June would have to be captured first. The thought of Thomas being the one to betray her like
this makes my skin crawl and my hands ache to strangle his snake like throat. Already he has wounded her heart. Already he hopes to do it again. What kind of a person hurts someone as interesting and complicated as June? She's like a candle with a gem at the bottom of the wick. You have to sit and watch the flame before you get to know what color she hides. Then again the flame is just as beautiful. Everything about her is grace and warmth. Thomas ripped her apart. Now that she's sewn herself back up again, he's just going to tug at the stiches. Then again it's not like I haven't done anything to be proud of.

I flat out lied to her. After all she had done in hopes of making things right. She gave up her life and her country to help me, someone she thought to be a killer. Only to have me spit in her face.

Of course I hadn't expected us to meet again like this. I hadn't meant for us to meet at all. I was supposed to disappear and only be remembered as that crazy boy she dated for a while. Not the boy who broke my heart that then got kidnapped with. That was too wordy of a title.

The van has come to a stop. I'm left waiting, hoping that June would get away. I know she won't though. She trusts Thomas too much. There's some whispering but that's all I can tell. The walls are too thick and their voices too soft. One is a girl's though. That much I can tell.

There's a gun shot, loud and crisp and too close. Fear crawls up my back. They wouldn't, never. She's too important. To my horror the door is opened. Light from the yellow street lamp blinds me before I see her.

She's limp and unmoving. Her hair, usually so neat, pulled up in a ponytail, hangs limp against her face. It drapes across her shoulders and I am overwhelmed with the need to pull it back and revile those eyes of hers. They must be wide and open. I have only ever seen them analyzing the world. Having her hair in the way must be aggravating her to no end.

"June" My voice is horse. Despite their lack of blood my hands are shaking. My whole body is cold and numb. She can't be…this isn't how it's supposed to go. No, no, no, no. "June come on, look at me." Thomas tosses her in and slams the door shut.

Hey…yeah, sorry I thought this might be a good stopping place :P I was wondering if you guys wanted the chapters to go Day then June every time, or would you be alright with me messing with the order? I will try to update on time next chapter. Once again thanks for the reviews! :D