Titanium

Part 4-Lena

Disclaimer: I do not own anything, Lauren Oliver owns all the characters and the world.

Lena 

All the sudden there is chaos. 

I grab Grace's hand and quickly turn to run. Right before we stat running I look over my shoulder to make sure Julian is coming. No matter what has happened I still feel that I need to make sure that Julian is safe. He is. He is right behind us. 

Grace and I sprint over the ruins of the wall and into the forest that I now know as my home. There are people everywhere; calling out to each other, making sure their loved ones are safe. 

Alex. 

I haven't seen him since before the gunshots. I grab Gracie's hand and start searching for him.  It won't do any good to call his name, as there are so many people shouting and calling. 

We walk for what feels like hour, but I know is only about 10 minutes. I can't find him anywhere. I can't find anyone. I haven't seen my mother since before we went into Portland. I can't find Julian, I most have lost him in the crowd. I haven't seen Tack either, or Raven. 

Raven. 

Suddenly a flood of memories come. Raven jumping in front of Pippa. Raven falling backwards after she was shot. Raven was shot. Raven is dead. 

I feel sick. It is all I can do to keep moving. I can't think about that now, now is not the time for grieving.  I have to find Alex or my mom. I have to find someone. 

Gracie keeps looking around as well. I didn't tell her we were looking for anyone, but she knows we are. She's smart that way. 

Then I hear it. My name. I'm not sure how I hear it over the roar of all the people, but I do. I turn toward the place where my name came from. And immediately a smile lights up my face; I can feel it. 

It's Alex. And in that moment I can't see anything else but him. I feel myself moving towards him; and Gracie struggling to keep up with my fast pace. 

Halfway to Alex, I see there is someone standing next to him. My gaze slides over to the person and I freeze. 

Hana. 

I can feel the smile fall from my face. A mixture of emotions come over me when I see her. I feel relief to know that she made it out of the house before the bomb went off; there is also love, she was my best friend once, and even though it feels like that was a past life there is still a small part of me that cares about her.  Then there is fear. Hana is cured, so why is she here? Why did Alex bring her here? 

But those feelings are little  compared to the hatred and disappointment that feel so deep, it startles me. She turned us in. She was so close to me and I trusted her, and she took advantage of that trust. And I just feel like I can't trust anyone anymore. 

Sensing that I am too shocked to come any closer, Alex starts to walk over here; Hana following tentatively behind him.  When he gets here, there are so many thought swirling around in my head, so many questions I want to ask, but there is only one thing that I can manage to say. 

"Wh-what is she doing here?" 

"Lena, I'll explain, just not here, we can go back to my old trailer," he says. 

"Okay," I say tentatively, as I grab his hand with my free one. Gracie is holding on tight  to the other one as if she is afraid she'll  lose me. I squeeze her hand. 

"It's okay," I whisper to her. "We're just going to Alex's trailer." 

Gracie nods and I let Alex steer us in the direction we're going. I see him look over his shoulder to make sure Hana is following us. I assume she is, as he turns back around and keeps walking. I can't look at her. If I do, I'm afraid I'll say something i'll regret.