𝕸𝖘. 𝕴𝖓𝖋𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖘 (𝕻𝖆𝖑𝖆𝖞𝖊 𝕽𝖔𝖞𝖆𝖑𝖊 - 𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 1)

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞 (20) - Revising

It was mere hours after the incident of the Doctor finding out about the two soulmates. To Remington's immense relief, Elizabeth had woken up about an hour or so after he had drifted off. Upon meeting eyes, she had immediately begun to cry, clinging to him like her life depended on it. She was so glad to see him. So very glad to be near him, to see his adorable nose and loving eyes, his raven black unspiked hair and the curve of his lips. Glad that the wound on his neck and the holes in his chest had begun to heal further. She had missed him, desperately. Austin watched from his cell, a small smile on his face as they held each other like it was the last embrace they'd ever share.

"I c-couldn't talk- talk to e-either of you." She sobbed, no louder than a whisper in her fear, eyes clenched shut with her shaking hands gripping his shirt tightly. "I could f-feel you both there but it was like y-you were far a-away. I couldn't reach you, either of you. I hate- hate that room. I hate it. I don't ever want to be away from you again. I don't want to be alone like t-that any- anymore."

Remington could only hold her tighter, could only murmur reassuring phrases repeatedly as he lightly rubbed her back. He felt the raised welts and the oddly warm skin from her burns despite the way she still shook from the cold hosedown they'd given her and tried to quell the anger bubbling up inside of him. The rage was hard to contain for both Andy and Remington, and even the vampires dark side who kept poking at the surface of his mind. Those bastards would pay. They would make sure of it, one way or another. The moment they laid their hands on her, they were doomed.

Remington hated how silent Elizabeth had gone once she had finished speaking. Its been hours since, and she hasn't so much as whimpered despite the pain she was clearly in. "You don't have to be so quiet, my sweetness, no one is here right now." He whispers to her, holding her hands in his own.

She shakes her head violently, trembling against him. 'I can just speak to you like this. Noise means they're going to hurt me more.' Eliza says through their bond, instead. 'I was too loud as a child, so they would lock me up in the Isolation Room. I... I had tried to escape once and they destroyed my hands for daring.'

Remington sneers, knowing she can't see it. He wakes Andy, guilty at doing so but knowing that the man would want to hear this. Andy remains silent, but his presence is suddenly more pronounced and they both know that he has awoken. She keeps going, explaining things it hurts for Remington to hear, but wants to know anyway. 'They treated me so well until they found out I could take souls. I had a bed and clean clothes, they gave me toys and fed me. As long as I let them study my magic without complaint. I got fussy one day, as children do, and just wanted to play instead of sit and obey their requests- no, their commands.'

'Souls are only visible when I take them, you know. I- I was upset, it had been a long day, many long days, and I was so, so tired and wanted to be left alone. I wanted to go away, so I tried to escape but... I was just a kid, I didn't- I didn't know what I was doing, I swear. I didn't mean to, I really didn't, I just-'

In his arms, her breathing gains speed, coming out in short, rapid puffs that leave her shaking more than before. Throughout this, she remains silent as a mouse, not making a sound though her mind is a mess of guilty thoughts and self-abhorrence.

'It's okay my sweetness, I know. It wasn't your fault. Please, don't think about yourself that way, you've been working so hard on building up your self-esteem.'