The Boy from the Bunker - Season 8

Episode Six, Part 2:

Episode Six, Part 2:
Love is Just a Way to Die

And although it wasn't for long, 
you taught me what love is. 

Elara smiled at Kodiak as he returned to the room, only without Izzy as she had been safely taken back to the youth sector. She was expecting it to be the end of their time together and just like usual, she was trying to not to acknowledge the restless questions coming her way regarding when she would next be able to see him or Izzy again.

"Thank you for tonight," Elara said, reaching her hands out to hold onto Kodiak's as he made his way over to her. "It meant so much to me. Even more so to see how much Izzy adores you."

"She's the sweetest kid," Kodiak beamed, pulling Elara close to her so the distance between them was closed. "I'm glad I got the chance to meet her properly and let her know how I'm here. And I'm glad you had each other all that time."

"Now I have you both," Elara smiled, projecting her delight in her voice, rising up to her tiptoes so that she could kiss him.

Kodiak smiled against her lips, pulling away too soon, knowing she wanted more of him.

"Just a few more moments," Elara asked. "I just want a little more time with you before this night ends."

"Who said that this is how the night is going to end? Your lips against mine? Saying goodbye like you don't know when you'll get to do this again?" Kodiak smirked. "I'm not ready for you to leave, either."

"Well then, I guess I can't leave you," Elara murmured, beginning to shoot a smile his way only to end up frowning as Kodiak pulled away. "Where are you going?"

Kodiak chuckled as he moved to one of the cabinets by the locked door, pulling out a dark coat and jumpsuit.

"What's that?"

"Your new uniform," Kodiak said, extending it out to her. "Try it on. I think it'll look good on you."

Elara was a little suspicious, but she listened nonetheless and pulled the jumpsuit on over her clothes, spinning around on the spot for extra effect.

"How do I look?"

"Hmm..." Kodiak crossed his arms and scratched at his chin as if he was seriously contemplating his answer. "I wouldn't say it's your colour-"

"You're so full of it!" Elara laughed, swatting at his arm as she playfully attacked him. "Why did you want me to put this on, anyway? Are you recruiting me for the guard?"

"Hell no," Kodiak laughed, taking hold of the jacket and helping her to put it on. "I figured it'd be much easier for me to get you around if you were wearing this."

"Get me around as in to see Izzy or back to my cell?"

Kodiak shook his head. "There's somewhere I want to take you."

Elara let out a shaky breath, not used to doubting his plans. "Is that safe?"

"You'll be in a guard uniform, Elara; no one in the place knows everyone, so they'd just assume you're one of the 50-odd guards that they don't know. And you'll be with me; you're always safe with me. But if you don't feel comfortable, that's okay-"

"I trust you," Elara cut him off. "Of course I do. And I want as much time with you as I can get, so okay, I'm in."

"Good," Kodiak smiled, reaching for something on the table behind Elara. She couldn't figure out what it was until he had placed it around her head, somewhat slanted.