Ch 10

A/N: Here it is! The final chapter! Ah! Not gonna lie, this chapter was hard to write, but alas it is finished. I MIGHT do a sequel… maybe…. let me know what you guys think!

Also, I've been planning a soulmate AU fic I'm going to start soon so if that's something that interests you keep an eye out for that! Thank you guys SO much! I love you my readers 3

MC felt herself come into a fuzzy awareness, she opened her eyes to be blinded by white light and the smell of disinfectant was almost overwhelming. She made a small noise of discomfort and closed her eyes again. She felt a thin sheet covering her and she careful pushed herself up into a sitting position while blinking against the light.

She looked around to see a small, clean hospital room, with Jumin sitting in a chair several feet away from the bed. He was watching her, but he say anything. She was about to ask him what was going on, and then she remembered. The images flashed through her head, one after another, and she broke out into hysterical sobs.

Jumin stood up, but wasn't sure how to react. He looked a bit panicked as he walked towards her. Thankfully, Jaehee walked in at that moment. She rushed across the small room and sat down next to MC. "You're okay, you're safe," she tried to comfort her as she took her hands into her own.

"Don't make me go back there," MC cried, shaking her head frantically. Jaehee tilted her head in confusion. "T-to Rika's apartment, pl-please don't make me go back there," she stuttered out the words through her cries.

"No, of course not," Jaehee tried to reassure her, "No ones going to make you go back, it's over now. You're safe now." MC seemed to calm down a bit as Jaehee words, and her breathing began to even out.

"I'll go get Seven," Jumin's quite voice cut throughout the tension. Jaehee gave a small nod as he left the room.

"Is…is Yoosung… gone?" MC asked nervously and Jaehee nodded slowly, watching her reaction. MC felt a bit guilty at the wave of relief that washed over her. "Did… Seven…?" she asked, trailing off, not wanting to say the words. Jaehee looked away and that gave her all the confirmation she needed. She thought for a moment, trying to process, before asking another question. "Where is he?"

"He had just left to get something to eat," Jaehee sighed, "He'll be upset to find out he wasn't here when you woke up. He hadn't left your side since he brought you here."

"He brought me here?" she asked and Jaehee nodded again. "How long have I been here? What… what happened?"

Jaehee frowned for a moment, "You've been asleep for around 16 hours," she began, "Seven called Mr. Han and told us to meet him at Rika's apartment. By the time we got there he…. You were passed out he was carrying you to the car. He insisted on taking you to the hospital."

MC listened, mentally filling in the parts she knew she was leaving out. She was about to ask another question when she heard a small knock on the door. She looked up to see a disheveled Seven standing in the doorway.

"You're awake," he said with a small smile. Jumin stood behind him.

"Yeah," MC said quietly, "Thank you". Seven shook his head and stayed in the doorway awkwardly until Jumin pushed him, making him stumble forward, so he could return to his seat at the chair he was in when MC woke up. "Come here," MC finally sighed, moving to kneel on the bed as he walked towards her. She shifted to the end of the bed and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him against her.

Seven hesitated for only a moment before he grabbed her wait and pulled her closer. His arms locked around her and he buried his face in her hair. "I was worried about you," he whispered, trying to stop the tears that threatened to overflow.

"I'm okay, the Defender of Justice saved me," she whispered back, making him chuckled a bit. She tried to pull back to see his face but he tightened his grip on her so she couldn't. "Are you okay?" she asked.

"Don't worry about me," he replied softly, "Are you?"

MC sighed and ran her fingers through his short red tangled locks. "I don't know," she admitted, "But I'm alive. That's something, right?" Seven hummed in response and nuzzled his face against her neck before pulling back. "Are you… going to get in trouble?" MC asked cautiously as she sat back on the bed, her back landing against the pillows.

"Nah," Seven said, running his fingers through his hair and shifting his weight awkwardly, "V will take care of everything."

MC nodded slowly, she couldn't believe this had all happened. It all felt so unreal, yet the images that flashed through her head were painfully realistic. She didn't know what to do, how do you move on from something like this? From losing someone, from watching that, from experiencing… this. The thought brought tears to her eyes and Jaehee quickly took her hand again, which MC was more than thankful for.

"I just don't understand what happened," MC said quietly, "How this could happen." No one responded, no one knew what to say, there were no words to fix this. "Why did he take me to Rika's apartment?" MC asked out loud before she could stop herself, "How did… how did he know where it was?"

Jumin coughed quietly from his seat by the wall. "That's, um, that's my fault," he admitted, not making eye contact. "He asked me for the address so he could pick up some of your things from the apartment. I never imagined he would…I'm sorry."

"Don't be," MC said shaking her head. "You didn't know. It's probably better that he took me their anyways since the security cameras were there." She shuddered at the thought of Seven seeing everything through the CCTV, but she supposed it was better that he did. She was thankful that he saved her, mostly thankful at least.

"I don't… I don't know where to go from here," MC whispered after a few minutes of silence, looking down at her lap . "I don't know what to do, where to even begin."

"You're not alone, MC," Jaehee said softly. "The entire RFA is here, we won't leave you. We all need each other right now, and we're all upset, but together we can get through this. All of us." Jaehee's encouraging words relieved MC, but only a bit. Seven was sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall and staring blankly at the ground in front of him and Jumin seemed focus on something happening outside of the window.

"The RFA's a lot smaller than it was a few days ago when we had the party," Jumin said quietly and MC felt tears forming in her eyes again.

"Is this my fault?" MC asked quietly, already knowing the answer but still terrified of hearing it.

"Of course not," Seven said quickly, sending a harsh glare to Jumin who ignored him. "You didn't do anything wrong, MC. You were only a victim in this. This was because of Yoosung and…." he didn't finish his sentence, but she knew what he was going to say.

"Please don't blame yourself," Jaehee whispered before MC could speak, surprising all of them. Seven looked up at her, startled. "This isn't your fault either," she continued, making eye contact with him from across the room. "Please, both of you, we don't need to blame anyone. It happened. Now we just need to… move past it."

They sat in silence, each of them in their own worlds, each dealing with their own loss, and their own guilt. None of the spoke, none of them knowing what to say, but in their silence there was a unity. The RFA, or what was left of it, would learn how survive with the help of each other. None of them could survive this, not on their own, but together… they might just have a chance.