[u][b]Caleb & Lexa[/b][/u]

[i]Several minutes earlier...[/i]

He ran over to the machine. He couldn't help his facial expression at the moment, pained and twisted up like he was watching his parents being murdered. He shut his eyes tight, then blinked the moisture away. He wasn't about to cry in front of Alexis, not when it was his fault. He addressed her without turning around. "Please tell me you know how to fix it."

There was a certain desperation in his voice. He cursed himself for it. He'd never said anything about wanting to go back before now, but it was plain to see what was on his mind.

"There's no way."

That was it, then.

She kept talking, though Caleb tuned her out, too caught up in his own thoughts. She was only going on about how it was impossible anyway, as if to make sure there wasn't any hope. It was pretty kind of her, he thought, to be so heartless. It'd only be false hope anyway.

"Who did this? We weren't followed here, right?"

"That should be impossible. I explained it before, right?"

"Ugh. Multiple times."

"Let's hope you remember, then, so I don't have to do it again. Come on. If you saw it, then others probably noticed it too. We should get out of here before they show up."

Caleb sighed. "You're right." She always was, it felt like.