Third person POV:

It's been two days since Allen told (Y/n) about the plan of breaking her out. So far, Ludwig, Arthur, Gilbert and Oliver have come to feed her. And every time they visit, some other guard comes to check on (Y/n), meaning they all had to insult (Y/n) and do some sort of abuse. The memories have been keeping her up all night, but (Y/n) has stayed lively when the others are around. 

(Y/n) groaned and sat up with some struggle. She had dark bags under her eyes and she had a couple bruises on her face and legs.

"Man... Those f**king dream memory thing are so f**king terrible." (Y/n) grumbled, leaning against the wall. "And they make no f**king sense! Like, what the f**k!" She complained.

~~~

Some hours of silence passed before the cell door opened. Alfred walked in holding a tray of food. Instead of his criminal jumpsuit he wore a blue police uniform.

"Hey dude. How are you holding up?" He asked. (Y/n) shrugged.

"I could be better man. But I'm holding up." (Y/n) said, not looking over at Alfred. Alfred walked over to (Y/n) and sat down in front of her.

"We have meatloaf for lunch today." Alfred said. (Y/n) groaned.

"Not again... This meatloaf isn't even good!" (Y/n) whined.

"Come on dudette. It's can't be that bad." Alfred said, making a bite on the fork.

"Trust me. It's that bad." (Y/n) stated, looking away.

"Come on dude, look at me. Even if the food is bad you'll still need to eat." (Y/n) sighed and looked over at Alfred.

"I better be getting out soon man... I don't know how much more meatloaf I can f**king eat..." (Y/n) grumbled, opening her mouth so Alfred could feed her. "And getting fed by someone else is f**king degrading."

"I'm sorry to say dude but there has been a change of plans." Alfred said, giving (Y/n) another bite. "The police station had decided to up the security even more then before, putting a stopper in our plans. And then there is the fact that not all the planning and teams are ready. So it will take more then a week to get you out." He continued. (Y/n) stayed silent. Alfred put the now empty tray of food down and picked up a water bottle he grabbed. He opened the top and held it to (Y/n)'s lips so she could drink. (Y/n) took a couple sips  of water before sighing.

"Man... This f**king sucks! I have to eat this sh**ty meatloaf even longer!" (Y/n) complained. Alfred chuckled and shook his head, standing up. He put the water in his pocket and picked the empty tray up.

"I have to go now dudette. Mathew will probably bring you dinner tonight. Stay positive dude." Alfred said before re opening the cell door and walking out, closing the door behind him. Once Alfred was gone, (Y/n) pulled her knees to her chest and put her head on her knees, sighing quietly. Her early persona instantly gone.

~~~

Alfred walked into a room and slammed the door shut.

"Dude! We need to get (Y/n) the f**k out of here!" Alfred exclaimed. Sitting in the room was Arthur, Oliver, Ludwig, Gilbert, Allen and Mathew.

"What's happening to (Y/n)?" Mathew asked quietly.

"She's Her eyes are all dull and lifeless now and she is always sitting in the same spot by the wall! And I'm pretty f**king sure once I left her energy drained away!" Alfred ranted, pacing the floor. "It's like she's dead or something!"

"F**k this sh*t! I think we should just f**king blow a hole in the place and get her that way!" Allen exclaimed.

"We can't." Arthur stated sadly. "AG needs more magic energy if we want her to erase our tracks so no one can find us."

"That's right. It will only take one or two more days." Oliver piped up.

"Ich hate this! So unavesome!" Gilbert complained. "Ich vant to go save (Y/n) nov! Then ve can help her regain her memories and get back to the future!"

"Don't say that so loud bruder!" Ludwig scolded. "There could be people valking by!"

"Ja. Ja." Gilbert dismissed unhappily.

"This plan takes time. I'm sure (Y/n) can hang in a little longer. She is a strong person." Oliver said.

"One of the strongest we know." Allen added. Alfred sighed.

"I know.... But... It's depressing to see her like this." Alfred mumbled.

"It will be all ok. Just stay positive." Mathew said. "We'll get her out of here as soon as we can and then we can all be happy again!" Alfred nodded.

"Right! We just need to stay positive!"

~~~

The loud buzzing sound echoed through the cells as every cell door except (Y/n)'s opened. As they all went to the cafeteria to eat dinner, (Y/n) sat on the floor. Her head was buried in her knees and her arms were numb from being in the same position for three days. She didn't even look up when the cell door opened and Mathew walked in, holding a tray of food and a bottle of water. The food for dinner was meatloaf again.

"Hey (Y/n). How are you feeling?" Mathew asked, sitting down in front of (Y/n). (Y/n) straightened up and smiled at Mathew.

"Hey Mathew! Looking good in the uniform!" (Y/n) said, forcing a believable laugh. "I'm doing fine! It's not like I'm internally going crazy or something!"

"Dinner is meatloaf." Mathew said, sitting down in front of (Y/n). "But I figured that this meatloaf gets boring, so I brought you a chocolate bar as well." He said, pulling a Snickers out of his pocket and placing it on the tray beside the meatloaf. 

"Can they make anything else besides f**king sh**ty meatloaf?" (Y/n) asked. "Ah, sorry Mattie, but I'm not all that hungry." She added.

"Come on (Y/n). You need to eat." Mathew pleaded, holding a bite of meatloaf up for (Y/n) to eat. (Y/n) shook her head.

"No way."

"Not even the chocolate bar?" Mathew asked, remembering that in the future, (Y/n) couldn't resist chocolate.

"No thank you. I'm not hungry." (Y/n) said, looking to the right.

"Can you at least look at me? I want to see your pretty face before I have to go." Mathew pleaded. (Y/n) sighed and shook her head before looking at Mathew.

"Pretty? The only pretty one here is you Mattie." (Y/n) stated, forcing another laugh. "You look hot in that uniform~" Mathew's cheeks turned bright red as he chuckled, looking down.

"You're one of the prettiest girls I know." Mathew whispered.

"Aw~ That's so sweet Mattie~" (Y/n) cooed, a light blush on her cheeks.

"I-I-I need to go now... I-I'll see you soon!" Mathew stuttered, standing up.

"It was nice talking to you Mattie~" (Y/n) said, forcing yet another laugh and a smile. Mathew nodded and quickly glanced around the cell before kissing (Y/n)'s forehead and running out of the cell. (Y/n)'s smile dropped and she sighed, pulling her knees back to her chest.

"Please let me get out of here soon..."