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PART SEVEN

4 MONTHS AFTER THE CRASH

After 10 minutes of being away from the medical room, you figured it was time to go back and check on Anya and Curly. You walked up to the door, gently knocking before waiting for an answer. But to your surprise, the black haired woman didn't respond.

You became confused. You pressed your ear against the door, your skin glazing the metal. You heard breathing.
You couldn't make out whose it was, causing you to continue knocking, hoping for a response.

"Anya? Are you there?" You asked, raising your voice in case she couldn't hear you. You heard light footsteps behind you, so you turned your head to see Daisuke walking towards you, a confused expression on his face.

"Is Anya okay?" He raised a brow, pressing his hand against the door. "I don't know.. she isn't responding." You replied, voice soft and filled with worry. You keep your eyes on Daisuke, swallowing the bad feeling inside your gut.

"Anya! You okay?" He shouted, banging on the door. The two of you subconsciously stopped breathing, hoping to hear her reply.

..Yeah." She whispered, her voice muffled. Your eyes lit up, hearing her speak. "Is the door stuck?" You asked, feeling a knot get tighter in your throat. This was definitely something more than just a jammed door.

You heard a slight sniffle, causing you to slightly purse your lips before speaking once again. "Anya, we're going to get you out of there." You promised, glancing over at Daisuke, his face mimicking yours.

That was until his eyes lit up, remembering something that he paid little attention to before. "Oh, I'll be right back! I saw Jimmy in the lounge just a couple minutes ago. I'll go grab him!" He hurriedly explained before turning around, ignoring your calls to wait.

If anything, Jimmy would just make things worse for Anya and the two of you. You knew that, but why didn't he? You quietly groan, turning back towards the door and banging on it once again.

"Please, Anya, I'm not dumb. Come on out, alright? We can talk this over. Just don't do anything stupid!" You shouted, feeling the corner of your eyes sting with tears.
You shook them away, knowing it wasn't the time.

After a few seconds, you heard the sound of four feet run against the ground. You glanced behind you before stepping off to the side of the metal door, Daisuke settling beside you.

"Anya? I brought Jimmy!" His voice was filled with urgency, not knowing what to do. Hell, you didn't know either.

"We're here to rescue you, so don't worry." He reassured, his hand on the wall. Jimmy takes a step closer to the door, causing you to shuffle your feet to the side even more.

He gently knocks on the door with his knuckles, the side of his face against the metal. "Hey. Heard the locks broken." He confirmed, keeping his sentence short. Anya doesn't speak, causing him to shout her name.

You stood off to the side, one hand resting on your forearm. As you did so, Anya finally replied, causing him to let go of a soft sigh. "The rest of our medicine stash is in there too. Damn, this could be bad." He muttered.

"Did you try to really put your back into it?" He asked, his voice raising.

You rolled your eyes before pushing past the man and hammering your fist on the door. "Anya, this isn't a game. You need to come out!" You plead with her, not wanting this to go on any longer. Daisuke placed his hand on your shoulder in attempt to calm you down.

"Any wrenches laying around? How heavy is the med kit?" He called out, gently pulling you behind him before getting in front of the door, placing his two hands on it.