Rebellion (Sidemen AU) *UNDER EDITING*

Simon

I brought the girl to the doctors, who already had masks on. I guess they had been informed of outsiders coming in. They took her from me and placed her in a bed, to be sanitized. I went to the showers and cleaned up myself, leaving my mask outside. I grabbed a clean black shirt and grey pants, and walked back into the hospital. I know I wouldn't want to be alone if I were shot, so I wasn't going to leave this girl.

"How is she?" I asked.

The nurse looked at me. "She'll be okay. How long has she been unconscious?"

I shrugged. "Maybe an hour and a half? Why?"

"She didn't pass out because of blood loss. She's sleep deprived. I'd recommend letting her get plenty of sleep."

I nodded, but I knew it wasn't my place. I didn't even know her name. I wasn't about to tell her that she needed to sleep. I'd let her friends know, if JJ decided to let them stay.

"Do you know how long she's gone without sleep?"

"We aren't sure, but it's definitely been at least a couple days."

I shrugged. I wasn't about to judge. I'm sure sleep was hard where they were from. They weren't nearly as protected as we had been. I felt bad for them.

"Do you notice anything different about her? Something that would explain why she's immune to the gas?"

She shook her head. "She's the same as you and me. I'm sure it's just a gene."

She walked out of the area, which I would call a room except the walls are curtains, separating other patients. We never had many patients, since we had recently started winning more battles. They tried to keep patients as far away from each other as possible. Our masks were effective, so we didn't have many sick either.

I sat in the chair next to her, deciding that staying would be the humane thing to do. Waking up in a new place was bad enough, being alone was worse.

I studied her features. She had long, wavy brown hair, and tan skin. I could see her better now that she was clean. They'd put a black shirt on her, and she had dark blue skinny jeans on. They had a brown jacket hung on the railing of her bed, it looked identical to the one her friend was wearing earlier. She seemed peaceful, so I leaned back and closed my eyes.

It was getting to be morning, and I was stuck in the room. I had been waiting for her friends to come back, but I assumed Ethan and the girls were giving them a tour. New people didn't come around often, so I understood the excitement.

It had been about 3 hours since we got here, and they hadn't come back. I was bored, but at least I had gotten some sleep. So had she.

Just as I was thinking it, she shifted in the bed. It started off small, but she started mumbling and moving around more. The more she moved, the more it hit me that she was probably having a nightmare.

I walked over to her and shook her. I knew she needed sleep but I couldn't let her be like this.

I shook her and she woke up, sobbing and immediately wrapping her arms around me. I felt awkward, since I didn't know her, but she needed comfort so I sat down and hugged her back. She noticed that I was a stranger and let go, wiping her tears and turning red.

"Sorry," She mumbled. She looked around and turned back to me. "Where's Vik?"

"Who?"

"My brother, Vik. And the others I came with, are they okay?"

I nodded. "They went to speak with our leader. They should be back soon."

She looked down at her legs, seeing they had jeans on them. "How did they fix it so quickly?" She lifted her left one up, grinning when she felt no pain. I smiled. A lot of what we did around here would be new to people.

She tried to stand up but I put my hands on her shoulders. "They said you should sleep."

"Why? I'm better now. I want to explore." She protested, but sat back down, which I was thankful for.

"They said you passed out from lack of sleep. You can do what you want, but I would wait until your friends get back."

She groaned but didn't try to get back up. We sat quietly for a while before she spoke. "What's your name?"

"Simon," I said simply. I'd wanted to ask her about her dream, but I decided it wasn't a good idea. Whatever it was was enough to make her cry.

"I'm Cara."

"Nice to meet you," I gave her a nod, looking her over again.

"I'd never been shot before. That kinda sucked."

I chuckled at her bluntness. Either she was good enough with a gun that she'd never been shot, or she'd stayed away from any gunshots at all. "You took it well. You'll fit in well here."

She smirked. "Where is here, exactly?"

"Well, it's the one and only rebel base. It's safe here, you don't need to worry."

She was about to say something but one of the curtains were pulled open. Lauren strided in, followed by the other survivors found earlier that night.

"Finally," I stood up to hug her. "Where have you been?"

"Oh, you know. Giving a tour."

So I was right.

"You say tour, but I know we'll get lost as soon as you leave us." The indian boy chuckled to himself, then saw Cara and ran over to her.

I assumed that was Vik.

He was by her side asking if she was okay and I looked at the other two. They looked more awkward, which tells me they hadn't known Cara, or each other, for long.

I turned back to Cara, who rolled her eyes at something Vik said. I walked over and told her brother what the doctors said.

"Oh Cara, I'm so sorry," He immediately turned back to her. "I should have stayed awake more. You scared the crap out of me when you passed out."

She waved him off. "Shut up, I'm fine. You needed sleep more than I did. Besides, I was fine until I got shot." She didn't mention her nightmare, so I didn't either. If she wanted to tell them, she would. It wasn't my place.

She looked at the others and smiled at them.

"You okay?" One of them asked.

She nodded. "I want to leave this bed."

The others took Cara to show her around, and I told them I'd meet up with them later. JJ called me to his room to talk with him. I knew I was screwed.

I walked in slowly, almost as if sudden movement would piss him off. He looked at me, but for once he didn't raise his voice.

"So," He rested his chin on his hand. "Since this entire rescue mission was your idea, I decided to put you in charge of keeping an eye on the survivors."

Keeping an eye on them? "What? I thought I was going out today with the hunting group."

He shook his head. "Not anymore."

I scoffed. Seriously? I couldn't believe I was stuck babysitting.

"How do you expect me to keep an eye on four different people? I should be making myself useful, not carrying out some fake job that isn't even necessary."
"I've made up my mind. You're not to leave until I say so."

I rolled my eyes, but nodded. I couldn't go against orders like that. Not again. 

Just a heads up, a lot of my next few chapters will relate more to Simon's back story. It'll all make sense soon.