The Girl and The War

Chapter Fourteen- Sam

After the disaster of the ball, the next few weeks began to calm down for me. I had yet to see the General or either one of the lieutenants which left me relieved. Unfortunately I didn't see Kayla, assuming that her father wasn't going to allow her anywhere near me, I wasn't surprised. All I did was train and train and train some more. I missed her though. I missed her lips, I missed her laugh, and I wanted to see her again, even though I wasn't allowed. There was the issue regarding my knowledge of Kayla's parents, who I assumed were still alive, locked in the hidden dungeons of the base. Ever since I shared this with Margo, I've had some feeling of relief that I was no longer carrying this secret alone.

Margo and I had agreed not to tell Charlie about it. We knew it would only put him in danger too, and to be completely honest, Charlie was terrible at keeping secrets. That meant if Margo and I wanted to discuss it, we would have to be somewhere private.

"What do you think they did to get locked up?" Margo asked me one evening during free time. She and I had walked to the training facility which was now empty of all officers and recruits.

"I don't know Margo, maybe treason? I mean Kayla told me that they died for the Allegiance."

"But if they committed treason, why would the General keep them alive? Why not just execute them?" She said. That was true, it wouldn't make since. "Maybe we should find out."

"Oh no Margo, we cannot go back down there, it's way too risky." I told her, remembering how I had almost been spotted by someone else down there.

"If they were your parents you would want to find out, and since Kayla doesn't even know they are alive, I feel like we should find out for her." Margo said.

"Since when did you start caring about Kayla's well-being." I said thinking back to all the times Margo had been rude to her.

"That was before," she paused "that was before I knew about all of this." Margo pulled her red hair out of her low bun and waved it out of its mess. She was right. We had to talk to her parents again.

"How would we get down there without being seen." I asked her. She thought for a minute.

"We go in the middle of the night. I'll meet you outside of the dorms at 0100, you can show me where to go." I thought about it for a minute.

"Fine. If we get caught though, we are undoubtedly screwed." I told her.

"Let's not get caught then." She smiled, and we walked back to the dorms for check in.

I couldn't sleep, so I just sat awake, waiting for it to be 0100, when the time finally rolled around I slowly and quietly got out of my bed. I didn't put on my shoes, knowing it would be too loud against the concrete floor. I stealthily walked out of the dorms and slowly closed the door behind me. Thank God Margo was already waiting for me, I was about to speak but she put a finger on her mouth to keep me quiet. She pointed behind me. I turned around and a guard who was suppose to on watch duty, was passed out.

I did my best to remember where the dungeons were, but since I found it by accident, it took us a little while to get there. When we finally found the staircase and made our descent I spoke.

"It's way down, I'm talking like twenty floors down." I whispered.

"How do you even find this place by accident?" She whispered back.

"Just my luck." I said. On the contrary I felt very unlucky. The two of us didn't talk for the rest of the walk down. When we finally reached the bottom, there was silence. The dungeon looked just the same as it did before, dark, wet, cold, and the torches dimly lit the room. The second time being here I noticed there were a lot more jail cells. The entire place probably has twenty cells, but it didn't appear to have any other prisoners, except for Theresa and Adam Gilman.

"I'm going to walk to the end and see if there are any guards." Margo whispered quietly in my ear. I nodded and watched her crept to the end of the hall. She looked both ways once she got to the end, and put her thumbs up to me. All clear. I then entered the room myself and slowly walked up to the Gilman's cell. The two of them were asleep, holding each other, on the hard concrete ground. Margo had made her way back to my side.

"Psssst." I said trying to wake them up. The woman's head shot up immediately, she squinted in the dark, then shook her husband up.

"Wake up Adam." She said. Her husband eyes fluttered open and he sat up looking confused. The two of them were not covered in blood this time, but they did have cuts and scars all over their arms and legs, like they had been whipped with something. The two of them stood up and walked towards Margo and I, meeting us eye to eye.

"I'm Sam." I managed to say, "this is Margo, we are recruits here." They didn't respond they just stared at each other. Clearly they didn't trust us.

"Why are you guys here." Margo spoke this time.

"The Allegiance took us captive eleven years ago." The man, Adam, spoke.

"Why?" I asked.

"They want information." The woman, Theresa, said this time.

"Information on what?" Margo said.

"Like we would tell you two, I bet the General or Lieutenant Streeter just sent you two in to try to trick us." Adam said. He pushed off the cell and sat back down where he was before. Theresa followed suit.

"They didn't send us," Margo said "they don't even know we are here."

"Then why are you here?" Theresa asked.

"We know your daughter," I told her "we are friends of Kayla."