Allie packed up the remaining stuff and walked in the direction she had pointed, a grim readiness to leave. She glanced back at Logan as she started walking.
“It’s the End of the World as We Know It” (O/O)
Logan grabbed his stuff, and followed her. He had his gun in hand, ready to use if need be.
“So, how did you sleep last night?” Allie asked, trying to make conversation.
"Not well. Nerves." he replied, looking over at her. "What about you?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
“Okay, I guess, for being on the run and all,” she replied. “I got about an hour of sleep, so…”
Logan frowned a little. "Mm. We should both try to get more sleep tonight, then." he replied, glancing over at her as they walked.
“Yeah,” Allie agreed. “I can take first watch this time. Maybe the nerves will have faded a bit?” Once again, it was a feeble hope and she knew it.
"Alright." Logan replied. "That works." he chuckled softly, shaking his head for a moment. "But..I don't know if that will happen."
“You never know,” Allie replied. “But once we get far enough away, maybe.”
Killian sighed. "Yeah. Hopefully." He replied, looking over at her again. "I just…I'm worried."
“Me too. But at least with two people you’ve got someone to watch your back,” she replied.
"Yeah." Logan agreed, letting out a quick breath.
Allie began to cough suddenly, her coughs becoming deeper and deeper until she had to stop walking. Her face was flushed.
Logan stopped, looking at her worriedly. "Allie?" He questioned. "Have you taken your meds yet today?"
She shook her head, unable to speak. Her coughs were worse this time than they had been previously. She didn’t know what to do.
Logan slapped her back gently, unsure if that would actually help or not. "Take them in a few minutes, when the cough wears off."
After a minute or two the coughing eased, and Allie was relieved. But it was getting worse, which was a bad sign. She quickly hunted down the pills and took one. “See? All better.”
Logan sighed, watching her worriedly. His hand still rested on her upper back, gentle. "Okay." he replied.
“Let’s keep going,” Allie said, trying to change the topic of conversation. Her throat felt sore from the coughing, but she was sure it would fade soon.
Logan nodded. "Alright." he replied, and started walking again. He walked rather slowly, though, to make sure she would be able to keep up.
Allie tried to act normal again, and she slowly started feeling better. Maybe the pill really was helping.
Logan took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. The silver streaks in his hair shimmered in the light, and he raked a hand through his hair, shaking his head a little.
Allie glanced at him; he seemed stressed. Why wouldn’t he be? They were literally running for their lives. She sighed.
Logan shook his head a little as they walked. "You sure you're alright?" he asked, looking at her worriedly.
“Yeah. The pills are working just fine,” she responded with a small smile, trying to alleviate his worries.
"Okay. Just…keep taking them, and…hopefully you'll get better." He replied, looking ahead at the way they were going again.
“Yeah, hopefully.” Allie didn’t want to admit that she felt like she was only getting worse, so she ended it there. She had gone back to walking at a normal pace again, and everything seemed fine for the moment.
Logan kept walking beside her, shaking his head a little as he thought. "God. Everything's going wrong." he muttered. "First you get sick, and now this whole Red Hand shit…" he shook his head again, sighing.
“This whole world has gone wrong,” Allie added. “People are fighting to survive. I guess we have to fight a little harder now, though. But we can make it. I hope.”
Logan nodded. "Yeah…if…if my kind hadn't shown up, none of this would have happened." he said slowly.