Carina looked up at the boy leaned against her, her smile a mixture of amusement and fondness, though it could barely be seen in the dark room. The weak glow only bright enough to show faint outlines of the people hidden within.<br/><br/>She squeezed his hand â€œam I ok? Iâ€™m the one who should be asking you thatâ€¦â€ she muttered â€œâ€¦but Iâ€™m as alright as I can be, a little better now.â€ She gave him a quick smile.<br/><br/>â€œI got here just under an hour ago.â€ She explained quietly â€œthere was aâ€¦.misunderstanding when our groups met, we were startled and one of mine got a bit trigger happy.â€ She winced and looked at him worry still clear in her eyes. â€œhe shot you- it wasnâ€™t bad.â€ She quickly reassured him.<br/><br/>â€œIon, managed to patch you up, and uhâ€¦.â€ She trailed off her face â€œyou were- a bit talkative.â€ She felt her face heating up, incredibly thankful for the poor lighting in the room. â€œbut we needed to move- we made to big a commotion, someone was bound to investigate- so we moved further down the tunnel.â€ She shrugged â€œweâ€™re resting here for a bitâ€¦.â€<br/><br/>There was a moment of silence.<br/><br/>â€œyou knowâ€¦you know I missed you.â€ She admitted â€œI looked for you, almost as much as I was looking for my mother. I-â€  She closed her mouth, unsure what to say.<br/><br/>Her time without Aiden had brought her to a realization, she didn't want there to be a time without Aiden.<br/><br/>Yes, some of the feelings were born through hardships, but they didn't fade when they separated, if anything they grew stronger, were growing stronger, and underneath it all there was a hint ofâ€¦something. Of possibilities.<br/><br/>But now that she was here sitting next to him,  and the words wouldn't come to her mind, they wouldn't form the words to string together the sentences.<br/><br/>She opened her mouth to try again, but was cut off by the approaching feet. She looked up to see Ion standing in front of them.<br/><br/>â€œHow is our patient doing?â€ he asked as he kneeled down â€œlucent?â€<br/><br/>â€œthereâ€™s a bit of pain, but he seems to be doing better.â€<br/><br/>â€œgood, good.â€ He shifted down to sit Indian style. â€œTravion finished scouting the upper area; weâ€™re about two blocks from the subway tunnel. From there itâ€™s simply finding the right one to lead us out of the city.â€<br/><br/>â€œand avoiding rioters and soldiers  and other low class trash, like weâ€™re rats scuttling in the dark.â€ Marrisa sniffed from close by.<br/><br/>Carina resisted the urge to glare, knowing it would be useless in the dark. â€œthen we need to do inventory, and take stock of everything. Weâ€™re not turning back, once we hit the subway.  We need to keep a good pace until we get out of the city.â€<br/><br/>Carina blinked remembering the two other people that may or may not be staying-â€˜please stay, please stay!â€™- with their group. She wasn't the only one.<br/><br/>â€œâ€¦.what about the two of you?  For the most part youâ€™re safe above ground.â€ Travion asked from further away. â€œwhat were two omegas doing down here anywayâ€¦?â€  Suspicion was heavy in his voice.