I woke up in the treehouse that we were in before we had traveled to hell. I felt as if my soul was gone, or weakened, but I sat up anyways. I saw Dylan and Jake talking about something, Claudia and Hanna were also talking about something near the guys, and I didn't see luckless anywhere. I stood up, using the wall next to me to help me stand up straight, that's when Dylan saw me and walked over to help me stand correctly.

"Ash, you ok?" Dylan asked me.

"I'm ok, I'm ok. Where's luckless?" I asked.

"She died fighting Satan." I heard Jake mutter from behind Dylan.

"What?" I asked.

"Luckless died! Ok!?" Jake snapped at me. "How many times do I have to say that luckless died!"

I felt ashamed for asking what happened to luckless. I didn't take kindly to Jake snapping at me, I didn't like anyone yelling or screaming or snapping at me but the best I could do was to stay quiet.

I stood up straight and looked at Jake, I could tell he wasn't in the mood to talk by how he was standing. I went over to the door that leads down to the ground and left the treehouse that way. I walked to the wreckage and started trying to fix the truck, I ended up getting a few cuts and scratches on my arms and hands and shins.

I got half of the truck fixed and sat next to some of the metal scraps, I looked at some of the scratches and saw that they were bleeding but I didn't care. My mind was on repairing this stupid, idiotic monster truck so that we could all just get back on the road and--

"Ash! What are you doing?" I heard someone say from behind me.

I tried to lift up a big piece of metal and it sliced my hands open. The surge of pain was slightly numbed but the feel of blood dripping from my fingers wasn't numb. I turned around and saw that it was Dylan who had asked what I'm doing. His face was directly in front of mine, but since he's taller than me by a few inches I had to look up. I looked him in the eyes and noticed that there was specs, or something like specs, in his hazel-ish eyes.

"Why aren't you with everyone else, grieving over the death of Luckless?" I asked him, clasping my injured hands together and wincing a little at the pain.

"I came out here to see what you were doing and obviously you're trying to put back together destroyed truck. You ok?" He asked.

"I'm fine, just trying to get everyone some way to get out of here." I said, turning around.

I tried to pick up the big piece of metal again but it dug into the palms of my hands and made the bleeding worse. I dropped the metal down and sat on it, inspecting my palms to see how bad they are now. The blood had started to dry but the metal had made deep cuts in my palms. I rested my hands on my knees and stared at my hands. If I can't get everyone out of here soon, everyone will start to yell at each other eventually and then I won't be able to keep my tough girl act up and I'll start crying in front of whoever yells at me next if that happens. I thought, tears forming in my eyes, making my vision a little blurry.

"Ash? You sure you're ok?" Dylan asked.

I wiped away some tears with the back of one of my hands and took a deep breath. "I'm fine." I stated, taking another deep breath.

"I'm going to go make sure that everyone else is ok, ok?" Dylan said, leaving.

I just sat there and stared at my injured hands, thinking about how I could help everyone. Luckless is now gone, as jake says, and she was the actual medic! Now we don't have a medic and who knows how bad everything can get without one. I'm not a medic but I do know how to bandage and clean wounds.

I stood up and walked back to the treehouse. I climbed up the rope ladder and entered the treehouse to find everyone yelling at each other. I walked over to the closest wall to the hatch and slammed my fist into it, everyone heard it and looked at me.

"Why is everyone fighting?" I asked, glaring at each of them.

"Hanna had started trying to take charge, then Jake tried to do the same thing, and eventually they started fighting over the role of leader. Claudia tried to stop them but she got pissed and started yelling, it made me annoyed and I joined in to try to stop them from fighting." Landon exclaimed.

"what was dylan doing while you guys were fighting?" I asked, gesturing towards dylan who was leaning against a wall.

"I was trying to stay out of it." Dylan said, walking over to me.

"No more fights, guys. ok?" I asked everyone as dylan wrapped an arm around my waist for some reason.

"Ok, we won't fight." Claudia said, harshly.

"Good. Now, who knows where the bandages are?" I asked.

Jake opened his pack and tossed me a roll of bandages, which i caught with my left hand. I sat down and started bandaging up my left hand. A few minutes later, my left hand was done being bandaged and I started on my right hand, which is more of a challenge since I'm right handed. Dylan saw that I was having a difficult time so he sat in front of me, took the roll of bandages, took my right hand and started wrapping it for me. I didn't like the fact that someone was doing something for me but I didn't fight him for doing this one thing for me. Once Dylan was done bandaging my right hand, he tossed the leftover bandages to Jake, who placed them back in his pack. I took out a book from my pack, which I was smart enough to have packed a bunch of books way before we even left the mall. The book I pulled out was about a vampire and werewolf's forbidden love or something like that. I started reading it and noticed that Dylan was just looking at me, blinking every now and then.

"Is there a problem?" I asked him, closing my book and placing it in my lap.

"There's no problem, it's just..." Dylan trailed off. 

"It's just what?"

"You're you."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I don't really know." He said, scooting closer to me.

"What are you doing?" I asked. His nose was almost touching mine.

"This." Right as he said that, he closed the gap between me and him with a kiss.

I kissed back and then it was a little like a competition between me and him to see who would end the kiss. I tried to pull away but Dylan placed a hand on the back of my neck, which kept me from pulling away, and he placed a hand around my waist. I wrapped my arms around his neck and we pulled each other closer to the other, which I ended up on Dylan's lap because of that. I heard someone clear their throat and we broke the kiss.

"You two done?" Jake asked, gesturing to the me and Dylan were situated.

I got off dylan and simply sat next to him. He still had one arm around my waist, which was fine. Dylan rested his head on my shoulder and I rested my head on his head, I soon fell asleep like that.

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