Hearing his scoff, she felt her heart break, she knew she had caused this. Everything that had happened was all her fault and she had to live that. Sighing softly when he finally said fine agreeing to her help she reach out to his arm; thankful he had rolled the sleeve back. Taking the towel soaked in vodka she began to dab at the wound gently, cleaning it up so it didn’t get infected because if he was to get sick before she got him back to the Capital it was unlikely she’d get any medicine for him. [color=f49ac2]“Sorry.”[/color] Whispering an apology knowing this was going to hurt, that each dab and clean of the wound with the vodka would cause him more pain. [color=f49ac2][i]Not as bad as the pain of my betrayal though I’m sure[/i][/color]. Spiteful thoughts crossed her mind as cared for the wound with a touch as gentle as she could muster.

Happy it was clean she used the torn pieces of fabric to wrap it, it was tight enough that he could feel it but not dangerous to cause any problems. Cringing as the fabrics colour already started to turn a different colour the blood flow was at least slower. It would hold for now until they could get away from her home. [color=f49ac2][i]I don’t want to take any risks though[/i][/color]. Deciding to add just one more layer to the makeshift bandage just in case things went from bad to worse. [color=f49ac2]“There’s not a lot of time.”[/color] Whispering to herself more than anything as placed one of the hoodies on his lap, her mind racing at just how she was going to do this. 

Feeling her body tremble, she zipped up her own hoodie pulling up the hood before grabbing the backpack putting it on her shoulders. Glancing back at Cas she felt her eyes water at the sight, he had been beaten, hurt and this was all her fault. [color=f49ac2][i]All my fault[/i][/color]. Shaking her head, she tucked her hair inside the hood as she stood back up glancing towards him, [color=f49ac2]“Put the hoodie on and follow me. We have to be quick.”[/color] As much as she willed her voice to be strong it did not sound it one bit, her voice wavered but that was because she was blaming herself for his injuries. 

[color=f49ac2]“I… it won’t be easy. You have no idea how many members a part of this rebellion are. How much power he has and what he will do if he finds you.”[/color] Moving towards the stairs of the basement she hoped he would follow, she wouldn’t blame him if he made a break for it himself but she hoped he wouldn’t because he would get himself caught and this would be all for nothing. Taking a moment to listen out for any noises she glanced around her home, eyes catching site of the happy family photo of her and her mother and father all smiling like a normal family would. 

[color=f49ac2][i]I’m doing the right thing. Mother would have wanted this, not his death. [/i][/color]

Heading towards the front door she opened it slightly to take a look outside, there was no sign of her father or anyone around. Her heart hammered with each step she took but she gave it a few minutes just to make sure the coast was clear. [color=f49ac2][i]Okay… it’s now or never[/i][/color]. Opening the door fully the creak resonated throughout the empty building as she took a step outside. The first place she had to go was by the old bakery, for the supplies she had requested and then she had to find them somewhere to sleep for the night. 

Although she had a plan, she hadn’t thought out every aspect, like shelter but she knew that they had to keep moving. Her father would be hunting them down the minute he knew and for once she would rather the military find them, at least it guaranteed his safety. Placing hands in her pockets she kept her head down as she moved towards the run down street, glancing back to see if Cas was following her.