[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=peru]Agnes Brynja Johannsson[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://65.media.tumblr.com/1573bacd175cb831069bc0b06e82657c/tumblr_inline_nxgihqlCNV1sh6kg8_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Infirmary[/center][hr]
	Having heard Astrid's request and Bridgette's following order. Bryn gave a solid nod towards Bridgette and gave her a firm pat on the shoulder. [color=peru]"I'll be there soon."[/color] The lookie lou's weren't listening to Bryn's normal voice so she decided she had to do something a little more authorative right now. Unclipped her bat from the back of her bag, Bryn swung it around being careful to avoid hitting anyone and began to bounce the body of it off of her free hand. She glared from one face to the next that had decided to drop their work and gander at the commotion within the infirmary. 

	Clearing her throat audibly, Bryn puffed out her chest and then growled at every single one of the people that were being so clearly rude. [color=peru]"Farðu út!"[/color] Some people dispersed when they heard the irritation in her voice but a few others were more persistent. To which Bryn returned the mood in kind. She pointed her bat at them all one by one as she spoke her next words in her mother tongue. [color=peru]"Ég mun snúa þér í rotmassa fyrir reitina. Nú fá helvíti út!"[/color] She stepped forward suddenly and snapped her jaws at them. That certainly got them to move. Feeling happy with herself Bryn decided to pretty much bark at the person that was slowest to get out of the Courthouse after her display of animal protectiveness. They may not have understood what she had said but her actions and motions were clear as fucking day.

	Once everyone had been cleared out she looked to see if she was needed any further here, if not she planned to head to the walls and get to work as had been planned. There was not much else she could do here besides play bouncer which didn't seem very needed at this point as everyone had dispersed. She turned into the room and looked towards Ashton. [color=peru]"Fyrirliði, the space is cleared. I am going to the walls."[/color] Her plans shared with her superior, Bryn rested her bat on her shoulder and made to leave the Courthouse until she saw Richard and Zoie.[hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f6989d]Zoi[/color][color=tomato]ck[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://i.giphy.com/OM5ig6RuVKokE.gif[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Outside the Infirmary >> Outside the Courthouse[/center][hr]
	Eyes widened so far that Richard was sure they were going to pop out of his skull as he saw Zoie not only making eye contact with him, but she was coming towards him without a fist balled up at her side. The moment her arms wrapped around his body he felt his stomach drop. Something big must have happened that he didn't know about yet. His arms wrapped around her and he held her close to him, his right hand stroking her hair as he hushed her down. [color=tomato]"There there, Daisy, it's alrigh'. C'mon now, what's got you so upset?"[/color]

	There wasn't much that he knew that could knock her for six like this and that's when it hit him. Something was seriously wrong and he had to find out what it was. Gulping down the worry that he felt deep in his gut. [color=tomato]"Why ya cryin'? Did someone get bit? Where's Cap? Where's Froggy?"[/color] He looked up and saw Bryn standing in the doorway of the infirmary and then watched as she went off on her tirade chasing the small mob that had formed around the infirmary in the moments it had taken him to react to Zoie's actions towards him. Shit had seriously went down and he needed answers. He looked to Zoie expectantly but didn't make her move away from him if she didn't want to.

	Zoie quivered against him as she bit her bottom lip, finding it a bit hard to breath after seeing Froggy the way he had been when she saw him on the gurney. She buried her face hard against Richards chest, trying to figure out how to put it since she really didn't know what was going on herself. All she knew was that something was wrong and Astrid was in there doing whatever it was that she was doing. Slowly she tilted her head back and looked up at him, her eyes flickering and moist with worry. [color=f6989d]"Froggy, he ain't be up. Laid out on that gurney like he done called it quits. Astrid be in there working but he ain't be responding to her yet. He just laying there like a damn fish that refuses to flop on the dock anymore,"[/color] she said as her voice trembled before lowering her head and pressed her face back against his chest. 

	Richard looked at Zoie as if she had suddenly sprouted a tail and he shook his head. [color=tomato]"Nah, you gotta be wrong. No way that Froggy is givin' up on this world. Old man has got plenty left in him still. I don't believe it, not one bit."[/color] He held onto her by the shoulders and shook his head as he looked towards the infirmary and waited for Froggy to come walking out and asking him to play a round of cards with him. He didn't want to let Zoie go right then and he faltered as he look between her and the infirmary.

	He eventually decided to hold onto Zoie's hand and dragged her with him so he could see for himself. He only let go of her when they got beside Bryn. He looked to his former friend and they had an unspoken agreement pass between them just by the single look and Bryn moved over to stand with Zoie, wrapping an arm around her shoulder as Richard stood in the doorway, his hands holding the frame as he saw Froggy just laying there on the gurney. Astrid was working on him and Cap was there too. Richard felt his chest constrict and he stumbled backwards. He stumbled so badly that he fell right onto the floor, onto his backend and he didn't move to right himself again.

	Zoies head whipped around as Richard stumbled back, her eyes widening in the process. [color=f6989d]"Honky Tonk,"[/color] she gasped as her hands came to her mouth. She hadn't expected him to fall right then and with everything going on became very worried instantly. Rushing over to his side without a moments thought. She knew there was nothing she could do for Froggy, it wasn't her area. It was Astrids now but Richard was another story, for several reasons.

	There was no way that this was real, he must be dreaming and having a nightmare all at once. Zoie in his arms. Froggy in the infirmary as the patient and not the doctor. It was both amazing and terrifying and Richard could only sit on the floor, his legs sprawled out as his hands rose up and ran through his hair as he began to sob. His face went red, his chest heaved and he crumpled in on himself. Biting her bottom lip she glanced over towards Bryn and then back to Richard as she slipped closer to him, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him close to her; resting his head against her chest. [color=f6989d]"Hey, hey, it be okay. Froggy be fine, right Bryn?"[/color] she said looking over to her friend and then back down to him. Bryn didn't know [i]what[/i] to say right then. Honestly, she was utterly flabbergasted to see how Zoie was being with Richard which on top of everything else painted her very confused so, true to her nature, she kept quiet and simply stood at the ready, waiting to be needed. It pained Zoie to see him like this. As mad as she still was at him, she didn't enjoy seeing him as crushed as she felt. She wanted to break down but she couldn't. One was enough right then.

	Running her hand over the back of his head she pressed a soft kiss to his temple. [color=f6989d]"Come on, deep breaths hun, deep breaths."[/color] The shuddering breaths came out and Richard tried to calm and slow himself as best he could. Once he got a bit more oxygen back to his brain he looked over to Zoie and his heart ached more.

	He didn't want to do what he did next but he had to. He pulled away from Zoie and looked at her with nothing but pain etched on his face. [color=tomato]"I don't deserve yer affection or concern. Jus' leave me be in my misery, it's what I get for bein' good for nothin'."[/color] He watched the infirmary through the crack of the door that none of them had shut properly and he scowled as he realised that Froggy still wasn't waking up. Richard rose his hands to his face and began to slap himself, hoping to wake up from whatever fucking joke that this was. [color=tomato]"He can't be sick, he's Froggy! HE HEALS THE SICK! HE'S THE FUCKIN' DOCTOR!!! He ain't got no right! No right... he got none... fuckin' Froggy... Man what are ya doin' to me?!"[/color]

	Zoie leaned back, her eyes widening as she looked at Richard, he couldn't be serious? Was he really acting this way with Froggy laid out like he was right then? Narrowing her eyes, Zoie did the only thing she could think of, granted she wasn't exactly thinking right then, she was acting on pure emotion. This raw and confused mix of concern and anger, worry and caring. Moving over to him she grabbed Richard by the front of his shirt by both hands and pulled him in close. Then she kissed him, pressing her lips hard to his. She held the kiss for a long moment before pulling away as one of her hands pulled back, balled up tight and then it came. She decked the every living fuck out of him, sending him sprawling back on the floor and sliding back a few feet. Storming over to him she straddled him and grabbed him again.  

	[color=f6989d]"Fuckin' baby ass two timin' child! Get yer shit togeth'r! Froggy be the one in trouble, you suck it up butter cup. Worry be one thin', this poor pittiful me shit ain't gonna fly,"[/color] she barked as she pulled him up by his shirt until he was sitting up. Her eyes furious and oddly understanding at the same time. Her lips pressing to his again, this time the kiss was even deeper, full of a months worth of pent of emotions before she yanked back. [color=f6989d]"Deal with this news flash Honky Tonk, you be givin' a damn. Now, get yer ass up and outside b'for I kick it out there!"[/color] she added as she pushed off him and stood up, pointing towards the front door.

	In all honesty, Richard had absolutely no idea what had actually happened just then and was still convinced that he wasn't even awake. Knowing that he could never take Zoie on toe-to-toe in the real world or in his mind, Richard stumbled from the push and moved towards the front door, opening it and stepping outside. He had no idea what he was doing, where he was going or why, he just knew he had to get out. He just walked and didn't know, nor care, where his feet were taking him.

	Taking a deep breath, Zoie wiped her chin with the back of her hand before looking over towards Bryn, [color=f6989d]"radio me if anythan' changes,"[/color] was all she got out before she rushed through the door after Richard. Like hell she was letting him just go off alone right now. It was a good a time as any to vent shit and she was tired of waiting around for it to just work itself out. Somewhere deep down she knew if Froggy was to go he would want them at least back on speaking terms. Froggy knew how much she cared for Richard. Sighing she ran over to Richard and stepped in front of him, walking backwards as she went now. [color=f6989d]"Now that we be out of there, let it out. Come on, ain't letting you run off alone this time."[/color]

	Everything was hazy, a little grey, Richard heard Zoie speaking, saw her lips moving, but didn't register what she was saying. He looked at her and continued walking, his hands buried in his pockets as his shoulders slouched and his eyes roved from side to side. He looked dejected and lost, like a poor little puppy dog. The colour was fading from his face now and his skin was growing a pale shade of white despite the sun in the sky. He glanced at Zoie again and stopped his movements for a second as his brain tried to think. He looked around and he honest to god couldn't figure out where he was.

	Stopping her backwards walk she looked at Richard and sighed, it was obvious that he wasn't right in the head in that moment. Taking a deep breath she stepped over to him and reached out for him; cupping his cheeks gently in her fingers. [color=f6989d]"Richard, baby, look at me,"[/color] she said quietly. It was rare that she ever called him Richard, usually only when she was being extremely caring with him, which as of late; hadn't been at all. 

	His had swivelled to look at her, confusion still etched in his face. The pain from the hits earlier were starting to ache through him but it confused him even more. The hits were in his dream so why did they hurt? If this wasn't real then why was the physical pain real? He blinked as he looked at Zoie and then his eyes drifted elsewhere as he tried to clock back to where he was, when he was, why he was. His eyes practically swam in his head and he slowly lifted his hands to hold onto Zoie's wrists. He looked at her once more and tilted his head to the right as he pondered why she was talking to him. 

	[color=tomato]"You hate me."[/color] He wasn't accusing in his words, his tone was completely stoic with a soft edge to it.

	Sighing deeply Zoie shook her head and bit her bottom lip as she looked up at him, keeping her hands against his cheeks as she ran her thumb gently over his skin. [color=f6989d]"Naw, yous gots it all wrong. I don't be hatin' ya Honky Tonk, if I did I wouldn't be givn' two shits right now. Hurt by what ya did. Hate what ya did but I don't hate you,"[/color] she said gently as she stepped closer and rested her head against his chin; still touching him softly with her fingers as she closed her eyes. [color=f6989d]"Sweet Baby Jesus help me but I done did fall in love with your country bumpkin ass."[/color]

	[color=tomato]"This is the part where I wake up, right? Trust me t'dream up this shit. I'm jus' torturin' myself but fuck me if I don't care right 'bout now."[/color] He planted a kiss on the top of her head and lifted his lead weighted arms and wrapped them around her. [color=tomato]"I'd never have the guts if this were real, but I'm sorry Daisy. For everythin'. I didn't mean what I said, I was jus' mad at m'self. I don't even remember shit and it was jus' a riot mess. I thought ya wasn't gonna come back. Somethin' in my gut made me think that ya were dead and that made me need to drink. Froggy hooked me up, that stupid, crazy, beautiful man, and I shoulda done stopped but I didn't. I fucked up, Daisy. Bad. But I know, no matter how many times I apologise while I sleep, it don't mean shit until I say it to ya for real. I'm a fuckin' joke."[/color] He spoke with his face buried in her hair and he just held her, not wanting to let her go.

	Leaning against him she let her hands slip from his cheeks and wrap around him beneath his arms; just listening to what he had to say. What she had just wished he had said that night. It wouldn't have made everything right but it would have been a start. Not a month wasted. Drawing a deep breath she nodded slightly as she rested her head under his chin. [color=f6989d]"Now, that be the man that I done feel was beneath all the rough edgin'."[/color] Tilting her head back she looked up at him and pressed her lips together, thinning them out as she did. [color=f6989d]"Yeah, you is but don't mean ya have to be,"[/color] she added reaching up and pushing his hair back some. [color=f6989d]"You can be a man worth lovin' hun, but you gotsa wanna be that man."[/color] Swallowing slightly she stepped back a bit and shoved her hands in her pockets. She was glad he was owning up and doing what needed to be done but she wasn't deluding herself either. [color=f6989d]"When ya find the right gal, you will."[/color]

	The haze was still there, heavy on his mind but as he stood there, listening to Zoie for the first time since his nightmare day had began, it began to lift slowly but surely. Her touch felt less like a dream and his body began to lighten as he stared into her eyes. As she stepped back, Richard held a hand up and out towards her as he tried to keep her close but failed. It dropped to his side and he blinked as he heard her last words before the silence fell between them.

	[color=tomato]"What d'ya mean [i]when[/i]? I already did and I done fucked up to the extreme. Ain't no hope for me if ya never take me back. I'd be as well leavin' if there ain't no chance with ya anymore. Hell I nearly did a week back, had my shit packed and was ready to just go. Froggy was the one tha' talked me out o' it. Oh god, Daisy..."[/color] He moved over to her faster than she could react and wrapped his arms right around her, holding her tighter than he had ever held onto anything in his life. He pressed his lips to the side of her head, just above her ear, and spoke in a hushed, comforting voice.

	[color=tomato]"I'm sorry for bein' selfish. Your poor Froggy is out for the count and here I am feelin' sorry for m'self."[/color] He kept kissing the side of her head, while one of his hands stroked her hair down and his arms held her close. [color=tomato]"I'm here. I'm finally here."[/color]
[hr][center][h1][color=darkslategray]Svetlana Volkov[/color][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_marlcxVMGx1r5mr0io4_250.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]Location: The crash site >> On the move[/center][hr][hr]
	Svetlana blinked as Ed began to struggle against her help and she just worked her way through it getting him sorted as best she could. They may only have just met but she felt responsible for his predicament and couldn't rightly just leave him for dead. She wasn't sure what to make of the new arrival and she refused to speak in English until she made sure that SHE wasn't responsible for her car's tyre blowing out in the first place.

	There was clearly little trust within the heart of Svetlana. She was fairly glad to see that Ed's leg was fine and that there was no lasting damage to it and the fact that the bleeding stopped on the gash in his arm was a damn miracle! She sighed and then blinked as she felt lips on her grubby, bloodied up cheek. She raised a hand lightly to where he had kissed her and looked at him with confusion. Was he seriously this oblivious to how the world was these days? She looked to the new arrival and looked between her and the supplies that she was presenting to her.

	She'd spoken in the same language as Ed and she wondered if she meant for Svetlana to take the supplies or that she was going to use them on her. She rose her sleeve up and wiped the blood away from her brow and then took the supplies from the new person. She looked at her and then down to the supplies before beginning her work on cleaning up and covering her own wound. She moved over to the car and used the broken off side mirror to view her injury as she cleaned it and closed it as best she could. Glancing back at the new woman, Svetlana considered just taking her kit and taking off but it didn't feel right. 

	Opting to only pocket a few of the medicinal items that were within the pack outwith the view of the owner of the items, Svetlana pocketed them and then closed up the kit before walking over to hand it back to its owner. She grabbed her own pack and first aid kit before working at closing it all up, slipping her new acquirements into the kit and then into her pack when she was done. She slung her backpack on her back and then turned to Ed and the new woman. 

	[color=darkslategray]"Svetlana."[/color] She pointed to herself. [color=darkslategray]"Ed."[/color] She pointed to Ed. [color=darkslategray]"Vy?"[/color] She asked the light haired woman as she pointed to her. She then looked around and realised it wasn't safe to stay there. She beckoned them both to follow her as she began to walk down the road in the direction she had originally been intending to travel. Towards Newnan. 

[sub](Not that she knew that was what was there, but c'mon, it's good dramatic tension for the story.)[/sub]
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[color=peru]"Farðu út!"[/color] = Get out!
[color=peru]"Ég mun snúa þér í rotmassa fyrir reitina. Nú fá helvíti út!"[/color] = I will turn you into compost for the fields. Now get the hell out!

[color=darkslategray]"Vy?"[/color] = You?
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