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[~echo~]

~Timeskip~

They finally landed in the base of the Freedom Fighters, somewhere in southeastern America. Dallas got out of the hovercraft and went around to Ayla's side. They were on the roof of an enormous skyscraper, the wind blowing ferociously. Dallas opened the door for Ayla and offered her his hand to help her down.

[CrimsonMoon]

Ayla didnt move for a few long moments, before pushin past him. She flinches at the wasteland that spread out beyong them, most buildings and landscape bombed to oblivion by the fourth reich that controled Europe, Asia, Africa and Australia.

[~echo~]

"You see? This is what the Fourth Reich has done to this place," Dallas said softly. "Inside, please," he said while gesturing to a doorway leading to a stairwell.

[CrimsonMoon]

She keeps her gaze blank but a tear escapes before she could stop it. She wipes it away, suddenly feeling very out of place in her crisp uniform

[~echo~]

Dallas patted her shoulder. "It's okay. You will be safe here."

[CrimsonMoon]

" You won't be for long," she quavers and chokes back another sob... Mum... Da... Sorry i failed

[~echo~]

Dallas had to convince her that she would be safe here, that nobody would harm her. "You will have your own room here. Meals will come whenever you want."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Don't... Just don't," she whispers, shivering with fear and frustration

[~echo~]

"All of our facilities are open to you, anything you need will be provided," he pressed on. "Do not try to run away, though. Our building is heavily guarded."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Then what...?" She whispers," Shoot Commander in Chief's only daughter? Bring downa mother nuclear war? Be my guest..."

[~echo~]

He regarded her calmly. "You will simply be apprehended again and brought back here. You won't escape for long, Ayla."

[CrimsonMoon]

She pauses and quiets... She had to find a way to escape but she suddenly hugs his arm, her whole body was trembling with terror... She couldnt help it... He was now the only person she now knew in a strange continent

[~echo~]

He hesitated but hugged her close. "Shhh," he murmured, rubbing her back comfortingly. "It's okay. I'll stay with you if you want. I promise that nobody will hurt you."

[CrimsonMoon]

She trembles and sobs softly," I'm sorry.. I'm sorry we're so horrible... I'm sorry... O God..."

[~echo~]

He gently hushed her. "Sh. You are not horrible. You are wonderful," he whispered.

[CrimsonMoon]

She just seems to relax, but in that way that said she had given up or..." Her breathing was hiccuped and she had begun to slide down... Completely out cold...

[~echo~]

Dallas sighed softly, shaking his head. Perhaps he had gotten to her and perhaps he had just... frightened her. He gently lifted her off the ground, perfectly light in his arms, and carried her down the steps and into a room where he laid her down on the bed within. It was his room. He stepped into the doorway, then turned back and looked at her one final time. He walked out of the room and shut the door, though he didn't lock it. He walked into the room next door and laid down in the cot, not falling asleep for hours before slipping into the land of dreams.

[CrimsonMoon]

Later, after she had actuvated the tracker on her phone and hid it between the matress and the cot frame, she slowly opened the door, peaking into the hall and fliching away from some guards who slammed the door in her face. She blinks, waits, and then exits the room, opening the door to his and peeking in

[~echo~]

Dallas was twitching in his sleep, occasionally tossing his body to one side and then the other. He groaned something inaudible, then yelled, "No, don't hurt them! NO!!!"

[CrimsonMoon]

She flinches but slowly opens the door, slidin in and closing the door behind her. She creeps foreward, spotting his gun...

Hands suddenly slide around his chest...