Zane was still surprised that he had actually found Athena. He remained unmoving, even after Athena called his name tentatively, making her think that she was hallucinating.
He watched her shake her head slowly as if to shake him out of her vision, watched her lift her eyes again to him, brow furrowing, most likely wondering what he was doing in front of her as an illusion.
"Why am I seeing you then?" He heard her mutter intermittently, as she rested her head on the tree and closed her eyes, finally giving up on shaking him away, while her hand tightened on the gun.
It was then that he snapped out of his haze, and took a good look at her. She was looking bloodied, from head to toe, like she had swum in blood. Was all that blood hers? He wondered, stepping closer to her.
As his boot scrunched the crawling vegetation, Athena’s eyes flew open, and she pointed the gun at him.
Zane instantly threw his hands up out of habit. "Athena, it’s me, Zane. I am sorry I didn’t speak at first; I was just too shocked," He spoke out hurriedly, seeing the expert way Athena held the gun.
Athena furrowed her eyebrows, ignoring the headache pumping her head. "Zane? You are real?"
Zane nodded and slowly knelt in front of her. "It’s me, really."
Athena stretched her bloodied hand and tapped him on the cheek. When she was assured of its soft matter, she dropped the gun by her side, sighing heavily. "How are you here? Where is Aiden?"
Zane pointed at the vegetation in front of her, needing to keep her active as he could see her voice tiring out, and her eyes drooping shut at intervals. He couldn’t have her dying.
He had made that promise with Sandro to Ewan; it had been the only way to keep him from zooming out of the house to the location of the accident when some netizens had uploaded the video file, which had depicted some masked fellows shooting, some feet away from the car.
It had taken the black scorpion tattoos on the hands of the masked men as they raised their hands and shot the guns into the air to inform the netizens that the masked men were members of the Black Scorpions gang.
And who else would dare provoke the gang in such a way that they would be that careless? Athena.
The realization had set off another pandemic; even the higher security details of the country, apart from the local police, were involved, seeing as she was a national treasure, considering the level of evidence that Aiden had presented in the news about an hour ago.
"He is coming with the others..." Zane finally said, sitting close to her, taking her head and resting it on his thighs. "Everything is fine now. Only don’t shut your eyes to the darkness. Remember the twins are waiting for you. You still have patients waiting too. And not just that... the lives and economy of our nation and others are depending on you. So, don’t give in."
Athena, who had been just about to surrender to the enticing darkness, opened her eyes. "I won’t die," She muttered, or tried to, because she couldn’t hear herself.
She clutched Zane’s clothing to remind herself she was alive and safe. She could hear, as if from a far distance, his phone beeping at intervals, and knew he was communicating with the others to come and pick them—to be on the safe side. Who could say that the gang might not have a backup plan?
Meanwhile, Zane just sent Aiden their location. "The first tree in the bushes," He had typed before sending a message to Ewan: "I have found her, big man. You can rest easy. Remember to take your drugs."
"Thank you, Zane." He got a reply from Ewan immediately. A soft smile touched his lips as he rested his head on the tree, absolutely grateful that he had found Athena and that they would be on their way soon.
"Zane..." He heard Aiden and Sandro’s worried voices later. He looked down at Athena. Her eyes were still open, focused on a grass with pink and yellow coloring, as if studying it. But from experience, he knew that this was the only way she could keep away from the darkness—to keep focus on something else.
"We are here..." He finally said.
Immediately, Aiden and Sandro appeared in front of him, breathing harshly. Zane willingly surrendered Athena to Aiden, who carried her gently in his arms and nodded at him. "Thank you, Zane."
Zane nodded, taking note of the security detail behind his friend.
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