them that Shay had planned to run away, but also chickened out, and that's why they knew about her. And that's probably why they started watching …' His voice trailed off.
Tally blinked. 'Watching me, when she and I became friends.'
He nodded tiredly. 'So, you see? I started the whole thing, by not leaving when I was supposed to. I'll never judge you for what happened to the Smoke, Tally. It was my fault as much as yours.'
She took his hand, shaking her head. He couldn't accept blame, not after everything he'd gone through. 'Zane, no. It can't be your fault. That was a long time ago.' She sighed. 'Maybe neither of us is to blame.'
They were silent for a while, Tally's own words echoing in her head. With Zane lying here in front of her, his mind half-missing, what was the point of wallowing in old guilt — his, or hers, or anyone's? Maybe the bad blood between her and Maddy was as meaningless as the feud between Andrew's village and the outsiders. If they were all going to live together here in the New Smoke, they would have to let the past go.
Of course, things were still complicated.
Tally took a slow breath, then said, 'So what do you think of David?'
Zane looked at the arched ceiling dreamily. 'He's very intense. Really serious. Not as bubbly as us. You know?'
Tally smiled, and squeezed his hand. 'Yeah, I do.'
'And kind of … ugly.'
She nodded, remembering how back in the Smoke, David had always looked at her as if she was pretty. And at times, looking at him had felt the same as looking into a pretty's face. Maybe when she'd had the real cure, those feelings would come back. Or maybe they were really gone for good, not because of any operation, but just because time had passed, and because of what she'd had with Zane.
When Zane had finally fallen asleep, Tally decided to take a bath. Fausto told her how to get to a spring on the far side of the mountain, choked with icicles at this time of year, but deep enough to submerge your whole body. 'Just take a heated jacket,' he said. 'Or you'll freeze to death before you make it back.'
Tally figured death was better than being this filthy, and she needed more than a rubdown with a wet cloth to feel clean again. She also wanted to be alone for a while, and maybe the shock from some freezing water would help her get up the nerve to talk to David.
Hoverboarding down the mountain in the crisp, late afternoon air, Tally was amazed at how clear and bright everything looked. She still found it hard to believe that she hadn't really taken the cure; she felt as bubbly as ever. Maddy had muttered something about a 'placebo effect,' as if believing you were cured would be enough to fix your brain. But Tally knew it was more than that.
Zane had changed her. From their very first kiss, even before he'd had the cure himself, being with him had made her bubbly. Tally wondered if she even needed the cure now, or if she could stay this way forever on her own. The thought of swallowing the same pill that had eaten away Zane's brain didn't thrill her, even with the anti-nanos as a chaser. Maybe she could skip it altogether, and rely on Zane's magic. They could help each other now, rewiring his brain at the same time Tally fought becoming pretty-minded.
They had come this far together, after all. Even before the pills, they had changed each other.
Of course, David had changed Tally too. Back in the Smoke, he'd been the one who'd convinced her to stay in the wild, even to stay ugly, giving up her future in the city Her reality had been transformed by those two weeks in the Smoke, starting…when? That first time David and she had kissed.
'How lucky is that?' Tally muttered to herself. 'Sleeping Beauty with two princes.'
What was she supposed to do? Choose between David and Zane? Especially now that all three of them were living together here at Fort Smokey? Somehow it didn't seem fair that she found herself in this position. Tally had barely remembered David when she'd met Zane — but she hadn't wanted to have her memories erased, after all.
'Thanks again, Dr. Cable,' she said.
The water looked really cold.
Tally had easily kicked through the layer of ice on top, and was now staring down with dread into the gurgling spring. Maybe smelling bad wasn't the worst thing in the world. Spring would come in only three or four months, after all…
She shivered, turning the heat up in her borrowed jacket, then sighed and started to take off her clothes. This little bath would be very bubbly-making, at least.
Tally smeared a soap packet onto herself before jumping in, rubbing some into her hair, guessing she would last about ten seconds in the half-frozen spring. She knew she'd have to jump — no dangling of the foot or lowering herself in slowly. Only the laws of gravity would keep her going once her naked flesh hit cold water.
Tally took a breath, held it… and leaped into the spring.
The icy water crushed her like a vice, forcing the breath from her lungs, locking every muscle tight. She hugged herself with her arms, rolling into a ball in the shallow pool, but the cold seemed to cut through her flesh and straight into her bones.
Tally fought to take a breath, but managed only shallow little gasps of air, her entire body shaking as if it would break apart. With a titanic act of will she dunked her head in, erasing all sound, the rasp of her breath and gurgle of the spring replaced by the rumble of roiling water. She rubbed furiously at her hair with trembling hands.
When her head burst into the air again, Tally drew in great breaths and found herself laughing — everything had turned strangely clear, the world more bubbly than a cup of coffee or a glass of champagne could make it, the sensation more intense than falling toward the earth on her hoverboard. She lay there for a moment in the water, amazed at it all — the clarity of the sky and the perfection of a leafless tree nearby.
Tally remembered her first bath in a cold stream on the way to the Smoke, all those months ago. How it had shifted the way she saw the world — even before the operation had put the lesions on her brain, before she'd met David, much less Zane. Even then, her mind had started to change, realizing that nature didn't need an operation to make it beautiful, it just was.
Maybe she didn't need a handsome prince to stay awake— or an ugly one, for that matter. After all, Tally had cured herself without the pill and had made it all the way here on her own. No one else she'd ever heard of had escaped the city twice.
Maybe she'd always been bubbly, somewhere inside. It only took loving someone — or being in the wild, or maybe just a plunge into freezing water — to bring it out.
Tally was still in the pond when she heard the cry: a hoarse shout that came from the air.
She climbed out hurriedly and the wind cutting through her felt colder than the water. The towels Tally had brought were brittle in the chill air, and she was still drying herself when a hoverboard streaked into view, banking to a halt a few meters away.
David hardly seemed to register that she was naked. He jumped from the board and ran toward her, clutching something in his hand. Skidding to a halt by her pack, he waved the device across it — scanning it for bugs, she realized.
'It's not you,' he said. 'I knew it wasn't.'
Tally was pulling on her clothes. 'But you already—' 'A signal just started up out of nowhere, broadcasting our location. We picked it up on the radio, but haven't localized it yet.' He looked down at her pack, the relieved expression still on his face. 'But you didn't bring it.'
'Of course I didn't.' Tally sat down to yank on her boots. Her pounding heart began to drive the cold from her body. 'Don't you scan everyone who joins you?'
'Yeah. But the bug must have been dormant — it only started sending when someone activated it, or maybe it was set to go off at a certain time.' His eyes scanned the horizon. 'The Specials will be here soon.'
She stood. 'So we run.'
He shook his head. 'We can't go anywhere until we find it.'
'Why not?' She pulled on crash bracelets.
'It's taken us months to build up the supplies we've got, Tally. We can't leave them all behind, not with all you Crims having just joined us. But we won't know what's safe to take until we figure out where the signal's
