twenty-four.

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"meadow!" steve yelled out her name as she hit the floor, fighting against the restraints on his hands and legs in a lame attempt to get to her. he noticed the blood on her face, and his blood boiled, forgetting about the 'doctor' behind him. "what did they do to you? are you okay?" she still had her hands bound behind her back, her feet tied together as well, making her unable to get up from her position on the ground.

meadow nodded. "i'm okay, steve." she looked up at him. "your eye!" she took in the swelling around it, feeling her heart ache at his pain.

the soldier was unamused, looking down at both of them. "i thought she might persuade you into honesty." he said, grinning evilly.

"no." steve shook his head. "no, i'm telling the truth! hurt me, please, don't hurt her! i'm telling the truth!"

one of the heavier soldiers kicked meadow in the stomach and she yelled in pain, rolling onto her side. she still had steve's jacket on, but it was now covered in blood, as were her denim shorts which she had spit her blood onto.

steve let out an audible cry as tears streamed down his face. "no, please, i'll tell you anything you want to know just don't hurt her!" his hair had fallen completely into his face, and his eyes were wide with terror.

"i'll ask you again. who do you work for?"

meadow looked up from the floor. "he works at scoops-" the man kicked her in the rib and she recoiled, moving into a fetal position.

"she's telling the truth!" steve said frantically. "i work at scoops ahoy, and she works at the hawkins public pool-" the man moved over as if to harm meadow again and steve whimpered a cry, yelling now. "don't hurt her please! i'm telling the truth!"

the doctor in the corner of the room fumbled with something, and moved in front of steve, holding a frighteningly large contraption, completed with a needle. "wait, wait, wait, what is that thing?" steve yelled, his eyes wide.

"it will help you talk." the doctor replied simply, taking the needle and moving it closer to steve.

"wait did you even clean that thing?!" steve panicked. next thing he knew, the needle was injected into his jawline, and he screamed in pain.

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meadow woke up tied to a chair. she was now sitting across from steve, who was still tied to robin, who was still entirely knocked out. "steve?" she spoke groggily, her vision clearing to confirm that her boyfriend was sitting across from her.

steve opened his eyes, looking over at meadow. she rolled her chair across the room until she hit steve's legs with her own, their knees touching. "i honestly thought i was imagining things. you're here?" he asked, smiling slightly. "what did they do to you?"

"nothing compared to what they did to you, by the looks of it." meadow replied, wincing as her ribs started to hurt. "well, i knew we couldn't go one year without you getting beaten up."

"ha ha, very funny." steve said. he felt his whole body rush with relief at just meadow being there. he then thought about what robin had said. she was right. any minute they were down there, he or meadow could've died.. and they would've been ripped from each other. "i love you." steve blurted out, looking into her eyes.

meadow smiled, despite the pain it caused her bloody cheeks. "i love you, too, steve."

"do you wanna get married?" steve asked.

"what?" meadow replied.

steve shook his head. "i'm serious. if we get out of here, do you want to get married?"

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