no time for heroes // danger days: book 1

i'm ready to run, through the heat of the sun

-Three Months-

Party Poison paces the length of the diner roof. Kobra is working in the garage with Jet. The car was more damaged then they thought. 

Kobra says something to Jet and climbs onto an ATV, waving off to Party.

He looks over the desert, the full moon illuminating it.

He can see his breath as He goes back to pacing. The desert is burning in the day time, but freezing at night.

Making him wish Umbrella was still here. Wishing he hadn't pushed her out.

The scene from the mask still plays every time he closes his eyes. He can't remember what he had said.

Times like this is when his age really catches up to him.

He's only 16. Not even an adult. And Kobra... He's barley a teen.

Party pushes his hands through his hair as Fun climbs into the roof.

"Switch off." he sighs, looking curiously at the pacing Killjoy.

"No. It's fine. I can take all night."

"That isn't healthy, Party. You haven't eaten since Umbrella was taken. That was 3 months ago."

"I'm fine."

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Umbrella trips over her feet and goes rolling down the sand dune.
Dehydration is not a way she wants to go out.

The rummbling of an engine makes her sit up, slightly. The lights of an ATV illuminate the strip of Route Guano in front of her.

She raises her hand, and rolls onto her back as they approach.

"Umbrella?!"

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Fun is asleep and Party continues to pace the rooftop.

An ATV comes up, over the hill and he draws his blaster. It comes to a stop at the garage and he recognizes Kobra by his gangly walk. Something is bundled in his arms as he runs into the diner. 

"It's Umbrella!! Party I found Umbrella Vampire!!"

He immediately jumps from the roof and runs inside to see a moaning and groaning Umbrella.

"You're okay." he breaths, hugging her.

She nods, carefully and presses her hands to his back.

"Where did you find her?" Fun Ghoul asks, as Jet Star begins wiping at the blood.

"Just outside Zone 3. She looked dead."

"That's how I got out." she whispers, hoarsely, "I played dead."

"That's my girl." Party says, kissing her forehead.

She presses her hand to his cheek.

"I'm your girl?"

"Always." he kisses her hair and steps back. Jet finishes wiping the blood from her face. He instructs her to go take a shower and report back so he can search for injuries.

The four Killjoys watch her limp back to the shower.

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Umbrella sits in the front of the diner, wearing Ghoul's shirt and a pair of Party's jeans.

Jet Star shines a light in her eyes and then clicks it off.

"Once you get hydrated again, you should be good as new."

She nods, and hugs him, thanking him. Slipping into the back hallway, she looks between Party and Ghoul's doors. Instead of choosing, she turns and knocks on Kobra's door.

He opens it, bleary eyed.

"Can I sleep with you?"

"I have patrol in about," he looks down at his watch, blinking a couple times, "3 hours."

"That's okay."

He nods, and climbs back in to the bed, immediately going back to sleep. Umbrella curls up next to him, her back to his.

Her lips carve into a smirk as his hand finds hers, under the sheets. She squeezes it and allows herself to drift off.

Check out the previous chapter, cause I changed a couple things and this may make more sense!!!