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Crys was again irritated by Evin, but she kept quiet. There was nothing she wanted to say that would be useful for this, if anything it would make things worse. Also, Theron seemed to have set things straight very well, however Crys wasn't sure that would be enough to get him to back down. Stubborn idiot. She would have to tell him he was promoted eventually, but it wouldn't be today. She also felt she should have a conversation with him soon if they were to work together, or she could eventually try to kill him. Either she made it or not it wouldn't be good. Now was not the time for that either though.

She was much more worried about Ali's rage quickly building. Talking about this, even as vaguely as she had, was more than enough to put her in an awful state of mind. Even though Ali was ten times better than what she was when Crys started working with her, that was nowhere near a recovery, and even further away from her full potential, if she managed to get through this. Crys honestly wished she could, because as an instructor there was only so much she could do for Ali. As a friend, though, there was one more thing.

So, as soon as Theron said they could go she dragged Allison aw lake and dropped her down where she would usually sit. "What the matter with you Allison?"

"I don't want to do this. I don't."

Crys laughed, and nodded. "I don't care what you want. Do you think I'm not in pain right now? Do you think I want to be standing here listening to your whining? Get over yourself! You are not that important to me, kid! Not more than my father's death, not more than my mother. I'm here with you right now because I have to."

"Don't bother."

"I don't Ali. At this point I barely even care. I am warning you of one thing: This is it. If you refuse to anything he throws at you, or brake the rules, I won't lift a finger to help you. You better believe me. If anything, I'll put you out of your misery myself. That's what you always wanted, wasn't it? So when you meet your brother on the other side you can go ahead and tell him he died for nothing. Because you're too much of a coward to take a little pain."

Crys knew very well that was enough to set her off. No matter how fast Ali would come at her, she could block her easily. Ali was terrible in hand to hand, Crys was not. Even so, Crys took the first punch to the face before blocking Ali and pinning her face-down on the ground. When she spoke again it was in her most calm, and dangerous tone. "I've done all I could for you, Allison. When I brought you before my mother for the first time she said you were a wounded animal, the best to do was to put you out of your misery because you would never become anything. And I protected you because I knew she was wrong, but this is it. I can't hold your hand anymore. This is something you have to do for yourself. You have to decide if you want to live through the pain or die a coward."

Crys let go of Ali, and sat on the ground next to her, she took a deep breath and added in a much more gentle tone. "If you're my friend Ali, you'll trust me when I say that you need this. You'll do what Theron says, and you'll help me find that killer. This is the only thing I'll ever ask of you."

Ali sighed, now she sounded more calm. "Alright. I'll do the best I can. I promise."
Crys smiled. "Good. That's all I needed to hear. Now, you heard the man. Go get some food. I'll go in a few minutes.
Ali got up and chuckled. "Yes, sir!"
Crys nodded smiling. "Careful with the rules."
Ali laughed. "Sure. Good luck explaining to people about that bruise on your cheek."

Crys laughed, but didn't answer. She got Ali to promise, and that was exactly the point of all of this. Allison could have a thousand flaws, but she would never brake a promise. Crys got up and started walking towards the dining area herself.