"Jesus!" Vanya whisper-shouted once she walked into her apartment. 

"You should put locks on your windows.." Five trailed and looked outside. (Y/N) politely waved. 

"I'm on the second floor.." Vanya trailed, confusion evident on her face. 

"Rapists can climb." Five said, crossing on leg over another.

"You're so weird. Oh, and Hi (Y/N)." Vanya said, with a low sigh. (Y/N) smiled in return.

Vanya fully walked into her room, shutting the door behind her. she flipped a couple more light switches on and looked at Five and (Y/N) with a confused stare.

 "Is that.. blood?" she looked at Five's uniform with worry and caution and then turned to (Y/N), seeing that she had blood splattered over her shirt also. 

"It's nothing." Five stated, dismissing the subject. 

"Why are you... uh.. here?" Vanya questioned, slowly intertwining her finger together. There was a thick and awkward tension in the air. (Y/N) suddenly wished to be back at the academy, with Klaus, and doing random shit together like they always do. 

"I decided you two are the only ones I can trust." Five explained. 

"Why me?" Vanya questioned once again, not ready to face the cold truth. she took a deep sigh and looked toward Five. 

"Because you're ordinary." Five simply stated. "Because you'll listen." He directed to both girls. (Y/N) took a long breath and looked at Vanya and nodded, hoping she would understand that this is important. Vanya just ignored her and continued looking at Five. 

"Okay." She said and got off of the couch. She reached into a cabinet and pulled out gauze and rubbing alcohol for Five's wound. "Do you have any (Y/N)?" Vanya asked. (Y/N) shook her head 'no' and focused her gaze unto the ground. It didn't look like Vanya had enough supplies for the both of them, so she agreed with herself that Five would get the treatment and she would let her wounds heal themselves. Vanya took a sharp breath and motioned for Five to start explaining, and so he did. 

"When I jumped forward and got stuck in the future, do you know what I found?" he said slowly and softly. Vanya shook her head and (Y/N) stayed quiet. 

"No.." Vanya quickly stated, her eyes looking into his for a moment, and then back down to treat his wound.

"Nothing." Five said, staring into space. "Absolutely nothing. As far as I could tell, I was the last person left alive. I never figured out what killed everyone, but I did find..something else."

(Y/N) started to rub her hands together, a habit she grew accustomed to whenever she was anxious. She looked at Vanya, then towards Five, who begins to speak again. "The date it happens. The world ends in eight days, and I have no idea how to stop it."

*TIMESKIP*

"We're going where?" (Y/N) asked, rubbing her face, trying to get rid of the tiredness. 

"This hospital medical center place, you'll know when we get there, now Comon, get up!" Five muttered so he wouldn't wake Vanya. "We have to go there now, we only have seven days left. Until the-"

"Apocalypse. Yeah yeah I know. Let's go already." (Y/N) cut him off and stood up and got off the chair she was sleeping in. She calmly grasped Five's hand and they walked out of the room together. 

They entered the car and drove off towards their destination. (Y/N) reached over to the radio and cranked the volume again. There weren't any good songs, but the song playing would have to do. (Y/N) slightly hummed to it, knowing it from her old records she would play when Mr.Hargreaves was out doing business. A tiny smile graced her features and she watched the road in front of her. Five, smiling from the sight of the lovable girl next to him, watched her from his peripheral vision. 

They soon pulled into a parking lot and parked. They both got out of the car and walked hand in hand together into the building. 

A doctor soon walked into the main room and noticed the two standing there. "Uhm.. can I help you?" The doctor asked, and looked towards the receptionist, who shrugged her shoulders. Five instantly let go of (Y/N)'s hand. She missed the feeling of warmth from him, but soon forgot about it when she saw an eye in Five's right hand. "I need to find who this belongs to." He phrased, showing the eye to the doctor. 

"Where did you get that?" The doctor asked, and held his hand up to point at the eyeball. 

"Why do you care?" (Y/N) shot back, following Five's plan.

"We found it.. at a playground actually." Five said innocently, while slightly nodding his head. "It might've just.." he clicked his tongue. "Popped out." He smiled and the doctor gave a look of disgust.  

"We want to return it to its rightful owner" Five said, returning back to his innocent ways. The receptionist 'awwed' and looked at the doctor. "What thoughtful children." She said sweetly. 

"Yeah look up the name for us, will ya?" Five shot back at her and smiled.

"Uh, I'm sorry, but patient records are strictly confidential. That means I can't tell you.."

"Yeah we know what it means." (Y/N) said, rolling her eyes, tired of the situation already.

"But I'll tell you what I can do. I can take the eye off your hands and return it to the owner. I'm sure that he or she will be very grateful, so if I could just.." the doctor reached out for the eye but Five pulled his hand back.

"You're not touching this eye.." Five trailed

"Now you listen here young mAN-" the Doctor was cut off by five kicking him right in the stomach.

 "No! You listen to me, asshole. I've come a long way for this, I've been through shit that you wouldn't even understand, so just give me the info I need and I'll be on my way." Five spoke through gritted teeth.

"Oh dear.." the receptionist mumbled and picked up the phone dialing security. (Y/N) pulled her hand up about to use her telekinesis but Five pulled it back down, saying it wasn't the right time.  Five jumped them to the car and they drove back to the academy. As soon as they parked, (Y/N) got out of the car and went straight to Klaus's room, where she didn't find him. So she decided to head to her room and work on finding her old records and her turntable. 

She rummaged through her old closet and pulled out a dusty, worn down turntable. she pulled it out and blew most of the dust off. she placed one of her old records onto the spinning circle and lowered the tonearm. Soon soft melodic sounds filled the air. (Y/N) took a deep breath started to slowly spin around in circles, soon getting into the beat and adding some slow dance moves as she started to sway more and more. She slowed to a stop as she saw the view from her window, forgetting how breathtaking it is. She moves closer to the window, opening it and leaning out just barely, breathing in and out the air of the city.

she jumped when she hears her door creak. She turns to see Five standing there with a massive shit eating grin. 

"Nice dance moves." He winks.

"Five!"

"Look I wanted to say.. I'm sorry. I know I promised you that I wouldn't do anything stupid, and leave you...but that's what I did. I missed you, ya know?" He chuckled, earning a smile from the sweet girl. 

"Yeah, I knew you would miss me too much to never come back." she grinned and pulled him in for a hug. He stood there for a minute, stunned, then slowly hugged her back but he soon let go when she let out quiet 'yelp'.

"Hey? What's wrong?" He asked as he turned her to her side, seeing her clothes were blood soaked and not realizing it's been like that for almost a day. 

"(Y/N) why didn't you tell us about this?" He asked sternly and sat her on her bed. Jumping to the kitchen to get medical supplies. When he returned he stared at her, silently asking her to answer the question. 

"vanya didn't seem to have enough supplies for the both of us, so I let you get the rest of them. I uh.. must've forgot about it." She sheepishly scratched the back of her neck and laughed softly.

Five shook his head and lifted her shift up to reveal a large cut running down her side. "Oh god (Y/N)." 

"Dont tell me.. it's really bad isn't it?.." she cringed as he applied rubbing alcohol to her wound.

"Yeah well you might die." He replied sarcastically. Her eyes widened, but she realized he was joking and lightly hit him in the shoulder. 

"Not funny." 

"Oh yeah it was, you should've seen your face."