JUNE:

Metias had never said a word about this. He never spoke about the plague unless it had to do with the new vaccines. Kneeling, I tugged at Day's shirt. He needed to move. Thomas may be disarmed but that didn't mean he wasn't still a threat.

"Day come on, we have to go." My words were met with mumbles, desperate words too fast to catch.

"He won't listen June. He-"

"Don't you dare call her that! You talk as though you haven't just killed her." Truly I was shocked by Day's words. Hadn't he told me he hated me? If those words had been true why was he in such a state? Curled in on himself and shaking to the point that his words were jilted. Day gripped the hand that I had on his shoulder. With the touch Day let out a small cry. Had I hurt him, was he in pain? That was when I realized that the hand he now held was the one with the paper clip ring.

"I would hardly say that I've killed her. If anything I have saved her life and am about to save yours. Not that you deserve it you selfish prick. After all this you still manage to make her upset." Thomas tugged at his gloves, making the chains catch the light. Day stood and placed me behind him as though I wouldn't have been able to protect myself if Thomas was to attack. Then again my legs felt too weak to stand and my stomach was lurching. Already the plague was taking its toll.

"How exactly have you saved her, I would love to know." Anger seethed between his words hot and hard to keep on the tongue. Through strands of blond hair I could see the road. It was obviously not one of the Republic's. The stone was not the soft grey of cement but the black of asphalt. I didn't know if the material used to build roads was different depending on the area but if it wasn't then we were far away from home. If we were away from the Republic, and were instead in the Colonies than a passing car might not be of much help. Then again that was debatable since the Colonies loved us also. Being held hostage on the side of a road by a Republic solider might mean help or at least a ride. Day could easily take down Thomas. It was only distance that could cause some difficulty.

My hands were clenched with the strain of keeping myself upright. The world before me was turning to a watercolor of images. I quickly blinked the blurs away. Now was not the time to faint.

"That would ruin the surprise now wouldn't it Day? I would much rather you both calm down and get back in the van. "Thomas' eyes had changed. They were no longer crazed but dulled. He had calmed himself down now that control was in sight.

"You can't really think that we were born yesterday?"

"No not at all." Thomas straightened his already straight jacket and took two steps forward. "I am simply weighing your options. In one hand you have your freedom. In the other you have the possibility of curing June." His shoulders stiffened his breath stopped. For a moment I could feel his thoughts moving, considering everything. On my toes in order to reach I whispered into his ear.

"Day, don't listen to him. You and I both know that there is no cure. I was vaccinated many times. I should live through this." As I spoke my lips brushed his ear and I tried to ignore the sudden heat that contact brought me. I had to focus. Thomas was still coming toward us.

"Then there's the matter of you own health isn't there Day? The Colonies' medicine is far more advance then what the Republic has to offer. Already they are preparing for your arrival as well for June's. This will only happen though, if you get in the van." I studied Thomas' face. Despite his training he was often open with expression. This was one of the reasons he was so good at getting information. It was hard to hide all that rage. The problem with this openness is that it was easy to tell. Thomas was speaking the truth.

Day didn't move and neither did I. What did Thomas mean by Day's 'own health'? Was he sick? Fear struck me cold where I stood. Why didn't he tell me? Or was sickness not something shared with someone you had been allied with then hated?

"She'll be cured. Can you promise that? Do they have it ready for her? The stuff you gave her won't-" Words caught and broke in the air. "She'll survive the trip there?" I can't believe it. Was he really considering this?

"Did you not hear what I said? I've been vaccinated. I'll be fine-" I was grasping at straws. His mind was set but I had to change it.

"June you can't see it." Thomas smirked as Day turned to look at me. His eyes were sad, holding memories that I knew he was reliving.

"What do you mean? Day I'm fine. I might be a little pale but after a day or two I should be-"

"No June, your eyes, they're already changing." I sucked in a breath. Eyes filled with blood. That was a symptom of the plague.

"That can't be possible. If my eyes were changing-"I shook my head. "That takes a long time to happen. If I was infected only last night…that can't work." Yes maybe if I denied it, sheer force of logic would make my eyes drain and my body well. Logic would keep the panic at bay. Maybe if I think long and hard enough the facts a mirror would bring me could be denied.

My hands were shaking. Vision was clouding. Hopefully the poor sight was due to the distress and not the blindness that the plague could cause. I could more feel Day move than see him. He was looking towards Thomas.

"We'll go but only if you guarantee June's safety. If anything happens to her, and I mean anything, I will not cooperate. I'm sure you didn't bring me here for the company. You need me for whatever reason. If I even have the slightest inkling that June has been hurt I will go as far as to kill myself. Do you understand?"

Sickness overcame me. No, this was not how this was supposed to happen. We needed to escape. The Republic could help me. I couldn't be infected.

"No, Day we should go this isn't right we-" My stomach turned and my legs were going to give out any minute. Sleep, just sleep June. This is a bad dream. If you sleep now you'll wake up and everything will be better. That made a lot of sense. I must have fallen asleep in the van or maybe even in my apartment. Perhaps if I gave in now everything would be fixed. It's not like I could fight like this anyway.

"June you have to stay with me alright, June." Day's words were far away as though I was listening to him underwater. There was a sound, loud but fuzzy. Was that a shout or a shot? I strained my ears but most of the conversation was lost to me.

"I told you-"

"-Trust me she's-"

"-you betrayed-"

"-swear on his death-"

"I swear."

Then there was silence. No sound but that of shuffling. The world was moving around me. Strong arms held me. Weakness overtook me, draining from me like a bucket with a leak. Such precious energy, I was supposed to be using it for something. What was it that I was going to do? I can't remember. All I know is that this drowsiness around me stuck to my skin. I should just sleep, give up and think about this when I wasn't so damn tired.

"Not yet June, you can't sleep right now." It was almost as though the voice could read my thoughts. But who was this voice? It was so familiar. I should know it yet I couldn't seem to recall the name.

The strong arms left and cold metal bit into my skin. No this couldn't be metal it had to be teeth, huge white teeth stuck into me like knifes. Already I could see the monster behind those teeth. The red eyes lit up the darkness and fear flooded my blood. Despite my inability to move I opened my mouth and let out a scream. I screamed for the voice to save me, to keep the metal turned monster away from me. I screamed and screamed and at last that voice and those arms returned, rescuing me from the cold monster. But then the arms turned into snakes. They curled around my waist and tightened around my shoulders. I tried to bat them away but my arms were too weak. The snakes grew more violent as the voice tried to calm me.

"June you're safe. Nothing is going to hurt you, relax." But something in me told me that the voice lied. This was a trap. Everything around me was filled with hate. It was a hate I could feel and it pressed the air from my lungs. I couldn't breathe. Gasping I clawed at the darkness but nothing came and I was flung into a state of endless dreams shadowed by nightmares.

In case you guys can't tell she's hallucinating, just putting that out there to avoid confusion. Other than that sorry for the wait and the shortness -_- …again, and please review. I love reviews :D