|something dark and heavy|

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I pulled shawn with me.
Pack your backpack, shawn I'll grab "grab you some of my clothes...".
"What's happening?" I stared at evar
"We have to go." He pulled my backpack against my chest.
"Just pack the nessercy."  He turned to shawn waving him over.
Shawn left me following evar.

"I should put on that mask." Evar nodded at a facemask on the table.
"Why?" I pulled my heavy backpack over my shoulder.
"Damaging air, with your acute I don't want you to collapse." He looked from me to shawn.
"Let's go." He opened the door.
Shawn looked at me shortly casting me a smile holding my hand as he led me out.
A wave of chaos and darkness struck upon the street people crossing the roads leaving their houses. Casting their focus on getting to the busses.
A line of guards stood on the edges of the street. Yelling at people to step om the busses.
Shawn lost his grip on my hand leaving me alone in a crowd.
"Shawn?!"
No response no calling my name back.
"Shawn!" I turned around trying to find him but the crowd got too tight for me to see anything.
"Sha..!"
"Bloom where you are come on." Evar smiled taking me in his arms worried.
"Where is shawn?"
"In the bus come on hurry up." He leads me to one of the busses.
It was filled with people who sat there all quiet not a word was expected from anyone.
As my eyes met shawn's I smiled sitting down next to him.
Evar sat down next to willow.
She waved at me as she saw me, I just smiled.
She rested her head on evar's shoulder.
I turned back to shawn.
"Where are we going?" I broke the silence of the bus.
He took my hand.
"Get some rest." He whispered in my ear before, pulling my head on his chest.
"Where are we going?" I squeezed his hand, not pulling my head away
"They take us to the bunkers, in Vancouver... Take a nap now." He smiled planting a soft kiss on my hair.

He kissed me!

It wasn't a real kiss, not the one willow and Evar shared, not lips to lips but I swore I could feel his lips linger on my head just a beat longer than it was supposed to.
I looked out of the window shawn's hand running up and down my arm.
I watched the sky grow darker and darker until it was nothing more than blackness.

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