She's on the run. She's been on the run for five long years from someone who is trying to destroy the world. She tries to hide in different parts of the world so she can be safe, so everyone in the world could be safe.
After making it to Canada, sh...
Her POV: I woke up to feel myself on the bed. Looking around, I saw myself in an empty room. He must have realized how crazy my life is and left me alone. I sighed and looked down, groaning as I sat up from the bed. The room looked like a decent one, ugly carpet but a decent size TV.
My body felt like sand was in my joints, but I knew I couldn't stay there for long. I sighed before I saw my bag on the bed, along with another bag.
"What the..." Confused on why there were two bags. Looking at the second bag, I feared the worst, I was captured, but I wasn't tied down. Suddenly, the door opened from behind her. Turning around, I was in shock to see it was Logan holding a bucket of ice. His eyes went wide too see me standing.
"Hey, are you OK?" I just looked at him confused, I was so baffled at why he was there. "Hello? I know you dit your head, but did you hit it that hard?" He asked.
"W-Why are you still here? Why haven't you left?" He chuckles at her.
"Because I book the room for two nights." I groaned.
"No, smart ass, why are you still here with me? You saw what happens, you heard what happens when people stay close to me." He chuckles and puts the ice on the dresser.
"I also saw your breakdown. How you tried to protect me. And then another thought came to me." I looked at him confused. "You have been running for five years, not able to have any type of fun right?" I just nod.
"So, I have a plan. I'm gonna save you." He pulled out a flask. "I'm gonna show you how to have fun while being on the run." I raised my eyebrow confused before taking the flask.
"Where are we anyway?" I asked, slurping down the hard liquor. He just shrugged.
"Somewhere in California." My eyes went wide as I looked at the welcome card, we were just in Canada.
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3 Months Later 3rd POV:
They were somewhere in Arizona. They've been traveling all over California, Nevada, Oregon, Idaho, and Utah. Partying, drinking, doing her bucket list. She secretly kept a memory jar or a memory box with each picture they took together. He was driving as she sat in the back of the trailer, writing on the back of every picture, saying what every picture was.
This picture was hiking Arches National Park. She even had a few of them defeating mutants and them in front of the Arizona sign. Everything they did, had a picture of them next to the item they did.
"OK. So what do you want to do next?" He asked. She bit her lip and thought for a second. She then had she thought. "Karaoke!" He started cracking up.
"I'm serious. I want to get on stage, in front of a group of strangers, and sing my little heart out." He chuckles and shakes his head as she loaded the camera with extra film. She also snuck into her bag and grabbed an outfit she saved years ago.
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Later that Night:
He was wearing his usual jeans, tank top, and leather jacket. She was still getting dressed. He inhaled the smoke of his cigar when he heard the sound of the trailer doors opening. He turned around, mouth slightly hung open when he saw her outfit.
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