A Dying Breed

A Dying Breed: Part 7

We search for a while before we find what we are looking for. The door is larger than we expected but there are less guards than expected as well, that's good. It's also good that this guys guards are all terrible fighters, unless he's got some elite group guarding this door, it should be fairly easy to get inside. I look over and John who is smiling then down the hall where the chaos has settled and everyone is to their presumed post, guarding, watching, or whatever it is they're doing. It's fairly dark everywhere in this building, only a few lights work and there are some pretty tight corridors. We had to shimmy through a few due to all the boxes spread out everywhere but we got here in the end. We were only seen once but by the time the guy spotted me John was already choking him out. Anyways, back to the task at hand, getting into this room to save our sisters.

We sit and wait for a little while to see if they change with any other guards but they do not, however, a small patrol comes around about every 30 minutes so we will need to be at least faster at getting them out than that. There was 3 of them before the first patrol but one guy was brought with the roaming pack when they walked away, so now there are only 3 guards at this door. This is very fortunate for us as ones the guard was taken we noticed that he had a handgun at his side while the other two sported baseball bats. No wonder there were only 3 posted here. I give a quick look to John and he smiles back at me and nods, at that moment both of us are lunging from behind our cover and pouncing onto the guards. Neither of them were expecting it and we got them into headlocks fairly easily. We made sure they were actually dead and not just unconscious before opening the door and checking out the room. Solid white walls and the other door that was locked from our side. No windows, no mirrors, which means there's no one that can see us.

We bolt in quickly and Alice is the first to wake up, followed by a tired looking Bree who smiled up at us. I motioned for her to stay quiet as we untied them and they embraced us. I quicken it a bit and point to the door before whispering at just loud enough for them to here, "We have to go now." They both confirm with a shake of their heads and we head out of the room. The complex isn't that big and john and I managed to find the exit on the way here, we start heading that was while searching silently for our gear which we found heavily guarded. To our surprise all the guards ran off due the the two we knocked out at the holding area where Alice and Bree were. We dart over and get all of our stuff quickly and run out of the building as fast as we can. We go to the woodline outside and get dressed and organize all of our stuff and then share our gratitudes for having each other back.

That night we are all in our spots to sleep but I notice John sitting up so i stealth over. "Hey, you okay?" I ask quietly so I don't wake up the others.

"I'm sorry about kissing you back there, I was just so scared and I thought we were gonna die..." I see tears sliding down his rosy cheeks and I decide to wrap my arms around him in a comforting mannor.

"It's okay Johnny boy, I know... I was afraid to, and don't be sorry for kissing me. I didn't realize until then that I have feelings for you." I say this slowly and quietly, giving him time to process this if he needs to.

The next thing I know, I'm being kissed again. It's not rough this time, or fear filled, just passion. I let out a small breath of relief and kiss him back while pulling him against me. This is the moment when I know, I can't lose these guys, especially not Jonathan. I smile and pull back slightly and kiss his forehead. "Let's get some rest now, we've earned it," I say with a yawn. His only reply is pushing me down and laying against my chest. We lay like that for a good while before he finally drifts off to sleep.

I stay up a little latter and just think about what's happened. I'm so glad we made it, i'm so glad we're okay. At that thought, I drift off.