Pray For Me - 18

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I can't tell you exactly what happened after I was captured. Captured. As if I am a prisoner, a person bound to this fate.

I'm not.

But I have been taken along. I'll tell you what happened, or...I'll try.

"I'll come back for you Anna, I promise sis."

And then the running, and fear, and then there's the thinking that he won't come back. And then...the worst. The guilt.

"Come on Eacker, Aja said she's right...oh my- ANNA! OVER HERE! WE'RE HERE TO SAVE YOU!"

Guilt because don't you remember what you did? You hurt Philip, and now you are letting him save you? Run. Save him.

"She-SHE'S GETTING AWAY! PHILIP QUICK!" 

And then a taze, and then a scare because you're falling, and before you fall, you see a sight of wonders.

"I'll get you for this, Jefferson. I will! I WILL! I WILL GET YOUR AGNO PHELEBRIA IF ITS THE LAST THING I DO!!"

"Reynolds...please sir. Let them take us away..."

"Sam..."

The cold handcuffs. The faces of my brother and Alex, and then, something I almost forgot.

"Anna..."

"J-J-John?"

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THOMAS' and ALEX's POV

Sometimes, things happen that we wish we could stop. Newsflash, you can't stop it. You can't. This...thing that happened to our family, the separation, and blood, the evolving. It happened, and it's over.

Over, as if we can forget it.

We won't forget it, so that we don't repeat it.

And now, Anna is safe in our arms. Safe in John's arm. So is our son.

And- yes, alex, you are safe in my arms too- And now, we have a lot of healing to do.

We will need one less pill after we are together.

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