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Once we helped Waylon up, the three of us hurried back to the elevator room. I noticed Waylon was limping at bit, but when I asked him about it, he just smiled and shook his head, telling me he was fine over and over.

'If you are fine, then…why is your heel bleeding?'

I wanted to push further, but the entrance to the Male Ward came into view and my mind went elsewhere.

"What happened here?" Waylon gasped as we passed through the threshold, pointing to Trager's legs that were still sticking out of the elevator.

"Oh, I was just relieving stress." Miles shrugged, changing the camcorder's batteries once again. Man, those batteries run out quickly, don't they?

Waylon's brown eyes widened slightly and he leaned over to whisper to me in Korean, "Remind me to never piss off your husband."

I gave an airy chuckle and whispered back with, "Oh please…my husband…is a huge…teddy bear."

Waylon tried to stifle his chuckles, but my smile caused him to crack.

"You two realize I can understand you right?" Miles piped up, instantly halting Waylon's laughter.

"Eep!" we squeaked in unison at my love's 'shut-the-hell-up' glare.

Miles rolled his eyes and reached out to take my hand, tugged me away from Waylon.

"According to the map back in the V. Block, we need to go through the hallway over there. If we keep following the signs, we should be back at the entrance in no time. Got it?"

"Got it, lead the way then." Waylon sighed, making sure to walk behind us as we walked through the adjacent hallway and down the dark stairway.

"Miles," I mumbled, discreetly pulling him down so I could whisper in his ear. "Stop…being mean..to…him."

"I'm not being mean to him." Miles shot back, his tone hard. "I helped drag his ass out of the V. Block and am letting him come with us. So, I'm being very benevolent actually."

I just glared up at him but didn't push the matter further.

The two of them will have to work it out eventually if we plan on leaving here together.

The bottom of the stairwell led to a locked door and a pile of broken desks and chairs. There were a few spare batteries jammed into the drawers, so Miles and Waylon were pretty happy about that.

"So what now?" Waylon asked, gesturing towards the stairway and locked door. "We have no way out."

"Use that college degree, Park." Miles twirled the pry bar in his hands before pointing it at the door. "Why do you think I'm carrying this? For show? No! Now shut up and help me."

Waylon glared at him for a moment before nodding.

While the two of them worked on opening the metal door, I inspected the tiny room we were in, noting how thin the wall seemed in a few places.

Could that mean….?

'Hmmm.' I started kicking wooden rubble out of the way to see if my suspicions were correct.

"Push harder, Park!"

"I can't help it if my fingers are sweaty!"

"I have fewer fingers than you!"

"….Point taken."

"Right! Now push! Push!"

"Fine! I'll push with all my might then!"

*PING!*

"PARK, YOU IDIOT!"

"I DIDN'T MEAN FOR IT TO SNAP!"

"THEN WHY DID YOU-?!"

"YOU KNOW WHAT, UPSHUR?!"

"Um, guys?" I croaked out and the two of them immediately shut up and turned around. "Can't we just…. escape through here?" I pointed to a crack in the wall where we could slip into the next room. "Or..do you two…just want to keep arguing?"

"Uh….."

"Didn't think so." I sighed before slipping through the crack and into the next room.

The two of them quickly followed after, and I had to hide my smirk before they noticed.

It appeared to be an office—a clean one at that. None of the chairs or desks were destroyed, and the computers were in mint condition, although the wires were missing.

We raided the drawers and cabinets for anything useful and found a few partially melted Mars bars and room temperature bottles of water.

It was like a five course meal to us though.

"I never knew warm water and gooey mounds of sugar could be so delicious." Waylon chuckled, licking the remains of the chocolate bar off his fingers. "I'll have to go buy some in bulk the next time Lisa and I go to the store."

"Psh." Miles snorted before chugging down his water. "I plan on buying out the whole company. So don't be surprised if you get charged $20 per bar."

Waylon just rolled his eyes and grinned, and I felt a tiny bit of hope that they might be getting along.

But I could still see the animosity in my husband's eyes, so I knew better than to hold my breath.

Once we quenched our thirst and hunger a bit, the three of us carried on.

The office lead out to a slightly bigger room with cubicles scattered about. Unlike the room we just left, this room was completely destroyed and Waylon and I had to make sure not to step on any broken glass. In the back of my mind, I was hoping to find another corpse so I could take its shoes. They weren't going to need it anyways, so why not?

Although my reasoning was purely for survival, the still somewhat sane part of me thought stealing from a corpse was wrong and creepy.

Luckily, Miles helped us out by scooting the glass away and creating a path for us to walk on.

I kissed him as a thank you, and Waylon, I guess believing the banter in the office meant all was forgiven, tried to give him a hug, but Miles just decked him in the abdomen and called him an idiot.

Turning the corner, we found ourselves in a huge, barren hallway. At the end, there was a pair of double doors that were boarded up.

And on the other side of those doors was….

Father Martin.

He flashed his flashlight in our direction and waved us over.

"There's the bastard that knocked me out." Miles growled under his breath, running alongside us to the end of the hallway. "Hold the camcorder while I punch through the glass and strangle that twig he calls a neck."

"Miles." I snapped, placing my hand on his arm. "He's not…worth it."

"There you are, my son! I feared that secular maniac would've carved you up like the others!" Father Martin sighed in relief with a smile on his wrinkly face. "And you brought the angel with you! She must've protected you like her mission dictates. Now, she must lead you to revelation before her job is done!"

'Oh yeah. I forgot I was some sort of guardian angel.'

As Father Martin carried on with his sermon, Miles bent down and whispered, "An angel? Are you serious?"

I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"It's….a long story. I'll explain later."

Curious, Waylon peeked out from behind us, and Father Martin stopped short, squinting against the dirty window to inspect Waylon.

"Um…" He fidgeted under the 'priest's' gaze.

"Ah…" Father Martin mumbled, nodding his head at something only he could understand. "You must be the fair shepherd…come to collect your lambs…"

"My what?!"

"There is much to do! No time for questions now!" Father Martin proclaimed before leaning forward to whisper, "Meet me outside. We're close now."

Then he raced off into the dark, leaving us to stare at his retreating form with varying amounts of confusion.

"Remind me to kick his ass once we're outside. He is worth that much, right?" Miles sighed, before looking around and pointing to a hallway on our left. "I guess that is where we must go."

As we trekked down the corridor, Waylon asked me why Father Martin called him a shepherd.

"Don't mind him." I replied, giving him a reassuring pat on the arm. "He is….just a deluded man. He doesn't know what he's…talking about."

A/N: A short chapter but necessary. And I love the idea of Waylon and Young-ja talking in Korean. Lol. And anyone who got the shepherd and lamb reference for Waylon will win at life. (As for the person it is from, I just love your story so much that I had to put that in there. :D )

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Song of the Day: "Blue" by Gackt (has nothing to do with the chapter, but it seemed like something Young-ja would play and it is so beautiful! Gackt is awesome!)