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|| Dear Winter || AJR ||
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|| Dear Winter || AJR ||
"Grandma!" Winter called, shivering. "Grandpa!" She screamed, practically shrieking. She limped across the smoking concert venue, blood dripping from her forehead and into her eye. The theater had exploded, she had been flung out of her seat and several rows away. "Grandma!" Winter limped passed a body, crushed by fallen debris. "Grandpa!" Where were there? Tears pricked her eyes. "Winter," someone whispered. She turned around, her eyes widening. "Mary," Winter trembled. She took a step back, "Winter, help me." Her fingers reached out, Winter tried to pull her out from underneath a slab of concrete. "It's okay Mary, I'm gonna get you out." She slipped on blood, unsteady on her legs. "Don't worry, help is here." Mary suddenly went limp, Winter screaming for help.
But it didn't come. "Grandpa!" Winter screamed, limping away. She had to keep walking, but her legs had gone numb. There was shrapnel sticking out of her left leg, it was twisted at an odd angle, dragging as she walked. "Grandma! Grandpa!" Winter broke down, her emotions becoming too much. She was freezing, the cold overwhelming. Gun fire went off somewhere, Winter was bleeding out. "I don't want to die," she whispered. She didn't want to go the same way Mary did. She didn't want to die. "No!" A blizzard suddenly broke out, snow covering the stadium. "I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" She screamed, tiny, broken, and terrified. Pain stung her shoulder, Winter crying out in pain as she was struck.
"Target in sight," a voice buzzed as Winter began to fade. "Target is down, we're moving out to complete capture."
Winter awoke feeling numb. It had been a while since she had last had that nightmare, the feeling of helplessness overwhelming. She pulled off the blankets, Elise already gone. Winter stumbled into the bathroom, splashing water on her face to try and bring herself back. She changed into the clothing Oliver had no doubt had Erica go and buy. She brushed her hair slowly, no doubt late to breakfast. Yup, Elise and Oliver were already there. "Morning," Winter murmured, taking a seat. "I heard something about Carter?" She asked, picking at her plate, not exactly hungry. "Yeah, he's gonna take you backstage today on one of his photoshoots," it was almost a relief to hear that. "Sorry Elise, I know you wanted to meet the President."
"Winter, about last night-" Oliver started, but she held up a hand. "It doesn't matter, you've made your thoughts perfectly clear." She took a bite of her eggs, not wanting to talk about it anymore. "I think I'm gonna go to Serenity's tonight." It would be better there, she thought. Serenity she could trust. "Oh Elise, your new clothes look great," Winter smiled. There came a knock from the front door, Oliver rising to go and get it. It was Carter of course, who joined them at the dining room table and snatched a piece of toast from the plate in the center. "Morning!" He said, all dressed up.