Elinor found herself tired. Now safely in the hands of Lars clinging to him tightly, she closed her eyes as he spoke and when next she opened her eyes it was at the sound of rushing medicinal personnel.

They grabbed her from Lars’s clutches, placed her in a nearby bed and started rolling off with her, and as they did they were asking a million and one questions.They took her to a room where they would check on her.

Honestly, she barely noticed any of it. Matique had grabbed her by the throat and was trying to choke her into sleep.

She was finally safe.

But did she dare accept this new reality?

LOCATION: Rocket Prison Transport (The furthest down Cell)
TAG: Callan Young / Laurence Anderson / John Sullivan

RESCUE: AFTERMATH

EXTRACTION OF LEAGUE CAPTIVES

Lynette zips the prisoners through the fabric of spacetime, soon the former prisoners would arrive first on the scene, fumbling before the paramedics. Callan's eyes flitted between them, desperate for a sign of Lars and Elinor. No dice, his heart sinks.

Before the second warp comes in, carried by a deep blue Gallade, and weary Laurence Anderson, and a severely gaunt and tortured Elinor Anderson. The paramedics give him no opportunity to speak, as they immediately bring the extracted prisoners into the hospital. Callan looks towards Lars, then back to Elinor as they place her onto a stretcher and immediately put monitors on her heartbeat and blood pressure.

Perhaps there would be a time for talking, perhaps Elinor never wished to see him again.

What mattered right now was that she needed to be stabilized. Elinor Anderson is palced on a hospital bed and wheeled into the Intensive Care Unit alongside the other prisoners. Callan collapses down onto the ground, staring towards Lars, then back to the ground again. It was over, she was safe. Relief flooded into his body.

Callan looked towards Lars, too tired to smile, still wondering about John Sullivan.

Doug would be fine, he'd survived much worse. Despite his youth, he was a seasoned colonel and more than a match for most everyone else on Hoenn. He highly doubted there'd be anything that cuaght the man off guard, but he'd be sure to check, just in case in the coming few days.

The night draws to a close. They had succeeded, against all odds. And for the first time in a while, Elinor would sleep in a relatively comfier bed.

Whether that extended to her present living situation remained to be seen.

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