Rebecca Ch 14

AU Note: So, I realized that I put that last chapter up at like 1 this morning, you all didn't seem to mind which makes me wonder what time zone you all are in. If you feel comfortable with leaving your state or country (if you're in USA country doesn't really help, btw) leave a review and I'll make sure they aren't put onto the website, I just want to see where you're from.

Also, Lily, my dear, we're at sort of a disadvantage here because we only hear Rebecca's thoughts, which means we don't get to know why exactly America said, "Sup?" but I can guess that it was either one of three things: she wanted to make Maxon laugh (maybe to show everyone she was the only one who could make him laugh or to get the interview off on the right foot or to…idk, be America), she could want to seem normal and like the people of the country (because besides Maxon and the Italians those are the only people on her side, if they think she's not like them then she could lose their support), or she could have not known that her mic was already on, and we weren't supposed to hear what she said. Pick your choice, I'm going to go with the people one because I think that's a really simple way to show them she hasn't changed.*Shrugs*

Without further ado, Rebecca Ch 14, my dearies.

Kriss wanted me the day after the Report. America never asked what Elise wanted to talk to me about, which either meant that the fact that I was with Elise had slipped her mind (which I doubted since she told me she missed me all that day) or she just had the decency not to ask knowing that if she had to know I would have told her already. She did tell me that Kriss might want just a buddy to talk to or she wanted me to actually do something for her. I hoped and prayed that it was the first reason.

Unfortunately, it wasn't, at least, it wasn't for the first half of the day. She had me help the other Sixes that tended to her clean her room. I would have been okay with that except she had asked for nothing but silence since she was reading.

I was used to America's room, where the maids played cards and laughed and joked while America was working. If she wasn't working she was right alongside us. Laughing, playing, and telling her legendary stories. There was never a dull moment there, but it seems that here that was all there was.

Finally, I was able to help one of the maids take a heavy basket down to the kitchen and I was able to talk to her. "What is Kriss like?"

The maid looked startled at my question, "She's…alright. A little secretive honestly. I probably couldn't tell you one thing about her besides she likes her room extra clean and if a dress doesn't have any sparkles or feathers she thinks it's atrocious."

"What kind of secrets do you think she has?"

"I don't know. I don't think she's here for the Prince though. Whenever she's around him she either seems bored or like she's trying to force something out."

"Why do you think she's still here then?"

"Don't know. Like I said, she's very private."

"America seems to like her."

The maid smiled at me, "That surprises you? America likes everyone. She saved you from getting another slap from Celeste, she was friends with Maxon when he needed one, and she puts all of herself into helping people she doesn't know, not to mention that the guards are all friends with her. I don't even know her beyond rumors and what I've seen on TV and I like her more than the selected member I look after. So it surprises you that America likes Kriss?"

"Well, when you put it that way."

She smiled at me, "We should be heading back now. Usually she gives us the rest of the day off after lunch."

"What's your name?"

"Eliza."

Eliza was right about one thing, Kriss gave her maids the rest of the day off after lunch, but not me. I told her maids to head down to America's room and ask if they could play cards with them, they gladly did so.

When I walked back in the room, Kriss was sitting on the couch. She patted the seat next to her, silently telling me to sit, "You must be tired, and I can't imagine spending that much time with America and not being absolutely exhausted."

"Not really, my Lady. Usually I just play cards with her maids. Although I'm pretty sure Mary cheats."

"That's all she has you do? Entertain her maids? Gosh, she really is trying to keep you from us."

Oh, she has the wrong picture, "Oh no, I just…You all don't need me very much and America's room is always exciting so I just hang out there. I don't really do anything. She's just my friend."

"I see. You're just friends and her room is exciting so you just stay there all day?"

That's kind of what I just said, "Yeeeeesssssss?"

"What does she talk about with you?" Was she interviewing me about her competition? Was she trying to catch America while she was doing something she wasn't supposed to be doing? "Rebecca, what does she talk about? What do you all do?"

"Well, she gives me some books to read, helps me learn piano, we'll go down to the infirmary after a rebel attack and help out."

That seemed to get her attention, "What? Why on Earth would she do that?"

She acted like helping the wounded was an outrage, like it shouldn't be done, like we should just let them bleed to death or be in pain. For some reason that got me angry, but I didn't show it, "Well, we both seen what rebel attacks do to the guards. Sometimes there are so many injured we don't have enough beds, the have to stay on cots on the floor. Sometimes all they want is a hug or a glass of water or someone to talk to before they go into a procedure. Sometimes we'll be up all night writing letters to the families saying that they were injured, telling them if they were going to be okay or if we should arrange for them to be sent here to say their last goodbyes."

"Yes, but why go through all that trouble?"

"My boyfriend is a guard, she has friends that are guards, most of them she met as patients that she helped out. It gives us both a peace of mind knowing that we were taking care of the people who protect us. It's just what we do to give back."

Kriss still seemed mad though. Maybe she thought America was doing it for the good attention that came along with it, that America was gaining more supporters by doing that? I didn't know, until about five minutes of tense silence.

Someone knocked once on the door before entering. The boy looked like a stable hand, and stank like one. He never looked up at her, just folded a piece of paper up, Kriss this is the plans for tonight. We're going to try with the left wing instead of the right. It will start at 7:30."

He set the paper down on one of the tables and exited, never noticing me. After he closed the door Kriss smiled at me, "Let's not mention that to anyone, kay? You may go."

At 7:30 there was a rebel attack. She was part of the rebellion or at least knew when the attacks were coming and how. Valuable information that the guards would want to know, but she never gave it up. She was either with them or didn't want anyone to know about the attacks.

I'm determined to have some of these girls out of here ASAP.

AU Note: So, I lied to you all the countdown for the remaining chapter is actually 5 not 2, hope you all aren't too disappointed.