Memory (H2OVanoss)[Completed]

Chapter 30

Last chapter, sorry it's not the best :/

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"And you're positive that he's here?" Craig is skeptical as he approaches the rubble that used to be a building, speaking into the phone as quiet as he could manage as he focuses on not stepping wrong as he sees a figure in the distance. His foot scrapes against the surface of the pavement, turning to look behind him for a brief moment. When he turns around, the figure is gone. He brushes it off.

"There's no where else he could go, we've covered every location on this list, Craig." From the other side of the phone, Tyler sighs. "We've already checked the desert, too."

"What kind of significance does the desert even have?" Craig asks with annoyance as he continues to venture through the rubble. He couldn't wrap his head around the desert, what desert? The nearest desert was miles outside of the city.

"Don't worry about it, just look for Ev-shit." Tyler says, cutting himself off which grabs Craig's attention.

"What? What happened?" The desert now being forgotten, the hacker's attention is now focused on the way panic is laced delicately in his teammate's voice. "Talk to me, Tyler."

"Jonathan's gone. Idiot is going to bleed out if he isn't careful." He grumbles from the other side of the line, sighing after a few moments of silence, Craig doesn't pay attention to his surroundings. "Can you....can you please keep an eye out for him? Whenever we find Evan....he's gonna wanna know where he is and if he's okay."

Craig nods. "Will do."

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Bright light floods into the warehouse as the door beneath him is opened, Evan holds his breath, gun clutched against his chest as prays that whoever is underneath him doesn't see him, pressing himself against the brick wall tightly. He tries to make himself as small as possible to avoid detection as the light fades out, the door closing.

Footsteps echo in the dark as whoever it is steps further into the dark room, no apparent aggression in his actions, but Evan knows he needs to be cautious. He knew, the very thought still surprised him because he finally knew after so long of being in the dark. Ironically, he knew all this while he was physically in the dark.

His heart beats loudly in his ears, but he knows that his fear is all in his head, he needs to stay calm and approach the situation like a professional, he was a professional.

Evan listens to the shuffling of boxes and the stopping of footsteps from his place above the door, he weighs his options. He could wait for the footsteps to carry on to the other side of the room, crawl down the crates and slip through the door, which would alert the other person of his leaving since the light was so bright. Or, he could wait him out, hide so well that whoever was following him thought that he had left. His third option was sneaking up behind them and knocking them unconscious so that he could slip away and find a place to think.

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"I'm sick of you two hating each other for no good reason whatsoever." Evan said as both Tyler and Jonathan hung their heads in shame. The desert sun beat down on the trio as Evan glared between both of them. "Neither of you have anything to say? Fine, that's great, fantastic, come home when you finally do." He gets in his car and leaves the two there, still steaming with anger.

They had to dispose of a few bodies for a friend of Evan's and after Tyler and Jonathan started arguing, Evan had gotten mad.

"Is he actually leaving us here?" Jonathan asks, dreading the thought of having to spend the car ride home with Tyler in his corvette.

"Of course he is, we pissed him off, so our punishment is to spend time together." Tyler grumbled, climbing onto the top of his car, patting the spot next to him. "Come on, he wants us to talk or some shit." He refuses to look at Jonathan.

"Are you sure? We could just take the long way home-" Tyler pats the spot next to him, Jonathan climbs up and sits next to him. "So, what do we talk about?"

"What's your favorite color?" Tyler starts small talk, trying to ignore the sun and focusing on the desert scene around them.

Jonathan relaxes. "B-blue, what about you?"

Tyler looks at him. "Me too." He smiles. "What did you want to be when you grew up?"

"A police officer, ironically enough." Jonathan makes Tyler laugh.

"I wanted to be a firefighter. Getting to spray things with water without getting in trouble? Sign me up." He smiles again.

The two end up talking for hours, deciding to go home only when the sun had begun to set, even then they took the long way home and continued to talk.

"Hey, Jon, you know I don't hate you, right? I just, didn't trust that you would be good for Evan, but now I do."

"You're not too bad yourself, Tyler."

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"Evan, come on, my leg hurts and I don't want to climb things to find you." Evan doesn't move, not wanting to risk the chance that it could be a trick. It sounds like Jonathan, but Evan knows it would be stupid to go running to him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry that we left you and that you can't remember anything. We've been giving you shit for it and that's not right. You don't have to remember me, Evan, but I remember you. You're sweet and funny and caring and I will tell you your whole life story if you want me too, please Evan....please just come back to me. I miss you."

Evan slowly climbs down the crates while Jonathan keeps walking around in the dark, hoping that Evan heard him and would just come back to him.

Suddenly, he gets a hug from behind.

"I miss you, too."