Inseparable

Chapter Eight

I wake up beside a sleeping Five, I watched as Diego put down Delores in a chair. I sit up, my leg flaring a dull pain.

Both Luther and Diego were staring down at Five and I. I scooch and sit at the foot of the bed, raising an eyebrow at the two of them, staring at Five.

"Funny. if I didn't know he was such a prick, I would say he looked almost adorable in his sleep." Diego says not taking his eye off Five.

"Well, don't worry. He'll sober up eventually. And go back to the grumpy, dickhole we all know and love." I mumble.

"Yeah I can't wait that long." Diego mutters and turns, grabbing a knife and quietly prancing up the stairs. He opened the door and just about through his knife at his boss.

"You throw another one of those goddamn knifes at me, I'm pressin' charges." Diego's boss snapped at him.

I blocked out everything around me, staring at Delores as Diego's boss said something about a girl calling Diego and needing help.

My head snaps up as Al says, "She said she found your brother." I glance at Five, shit.

"Klaus." Diego, Luther, and I say in unison.

"Go I'll wait here with them-" Luther starts but Diego just runs off. Luther turns to face Five and I, patting Delores's face.

A vision hits me, not like the usual impact that feels like a dump truck hitting me. More of a smooth transition, damp with emotion, like a river.

Then I see it, Diego, a women, Patch, I've heard about her in Diego's mind. She's.. dead. 

"No, no, no! Eudora! No, no, no!" Diego says kneeling down by her trying to stifle sobs. Diego smashed his fist on the ground several times, sobbing.

"I was on my way.. I was.." Diego sobs, "Why didn't you wait?" 

"I gotta go okay?" Diego says softly to her still crying, " I can't be here when they come, okay?"

Diego backs out, hesitates and grabs a small piece of paper, and leaves.

I start to feel everything again including tears on my face, and Five's eyes. 

"You ok?" Five asks, his voice slightly hoarse. I nodd, glancing at my watch, shit I was out a good while.

"When's it supposed to happen?" Luther asks, "This.. Apocalypse."

"I can't give you the exact hour, but.. From what I could gather, we have four days left."

"Why didn't you guys say something sooner?" Luther asks.

"It wouldn't have mattered." Five says with a sigh.

"Of course it would!" Luther says, I nudge Five with a pointed look, and he frowns, "We could have banded together and tried to stop this thing!" 

"For the record you already tried." Five says dryly, his eyes clouding with emotion.

"What do you mean?" Luther asks him.

"I found all of you." Five says his voice heavy, his eyes looked in pain as they met mine, "Your bodies."

"We die?" Luther asks him, shocked.

"You were together." Five says his eyes watering slightly, " Trying to stop whoever it was that ends the world."

"Wait how do you know that?" Luther asks, looking slightly shaken.

Five starts pulling out the eye, "This was clutched in your dead hand when I found you." Five says tossing the eye to Luther.

"Must've ripped it out of their head right before you went down." I say with a sigh.