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MARGO could feel her adrenaline rush dying out as they entered the underground tunnel Ronnie had led her to, she stopped for a moment his hold on her stuttering when he realized she needed to stop.
"Raven-" she held her out to him taking a deep breath, "don't." she warned, he nodded his head respecting her request, he wasn't used to calling or thinking of her by any name other than Raven, it was odd to think that over the years they'd piece by piece broken and torn apart the girl he'd once known to piece her together into an entirely new person.
The one thing he couldn't figure out was how they'd done it.
After a few minutes of Margo leaning against the wall, they continued down the dimly lit tunnel their only light being that of the moon.
"So, are you going to tell me what the hells going on?" she questioned after they'd reached the end of the tunnel- they had to pass through a locked gate first- he shook his head fighting back the response he had, "I'll let Stan tell you it, he owes you that much." he replied making his way towards the center of the room where tarps hung from the ceiling.
She glanced around the room, it wasn't much to look at the temperature alone sending chills down her spine as she moved to one of the few chairs in the room, "what's the plan? With the bomb and all."
Ronnie glanced over from where he stood, "the plan is to detonate it, Americans are going to die and burn the way Stan let me." she shook her head in response standing up from where she sat.
"What did he do to you? Is it worth the death of so many innocent people?" he let out a sigh before crossing the room to stand beside the table, running his hand over the tool kit he had laid out he looked up at her, "he left me to die, he always preached about how these people were terrorists when in reality, we're the terrorists, and now, I'm getting revenge, and you should too."
She thought about that for a few moments before replying, "I don't even know what I'm supposed to be getting revenge for, since no one wants to tell me anything." Ronnie shook his head once again, "get some sleep, you'll get your answers tomorrow." he walked off leaving her in the silence of the room, he paused at the end of where the light allowed her to see, "are you coming?" she briskly walked across the room to him managing to keep up as he walked down the opposing side of the hall.
Turning left down the small corridor, they stopped at a small mattress, he gestured to it watching as she looked from the bed to him, "I can't exactly put you in a hotel without the risk of Stan finding you." he spoke letting his hand fall to his side, she took small steps towards the mattress sitting down on the somewhat firm material once she was close enough, there was a small blanket folded at the end waiting to be used.
Leaning across the bed to grab it, she unfolded it once it was in her hands the texture of the blanket being enough to lull her to sleep. He watched as she laid her head on the mattress her eyes flickering shut, "goodnight Ra-" he paused at the beginning of the name wondering whether or not he should wait to begin calling her that again, fortunately for him, she was too tired to even notice the mention of her old name.
