Sky on Fire

She shushed him and then she kissed him, pressing her body to his.

‘If you’re walking, I’m walking,’ she said. ‘I’ll tape the gas mask down or something. I’ll be very, very careful.’

‘No, Josie,’ he protested. ‘It’s not safe—’

She must have stopped him talking by kissing him on the mouth.

Josie whispered something to him. I think it was, ‘I love you,’ because then Niko said, ‘I love you, too.’

I tried to go back to sleep. I didn’t want to be a Peeping Tom or anything and they were making out pretty hard.

‘Josie?’ called Ulysses from the bedroom. ‘Josie!’ Then something in Spanish.

Maybe he was having a nightmare.

She moved to go comfort Ulysses.

‘We’re going to get these kids to safety, Niko,’ she said and I could hear the smile in her voice. ‘We can do it. You and me.’

What about me? I thought to myself.

And then I realized, maybe she was talking about me. Maybe she thought I was just one of the kids.

11 DEAN

AFTER A GOOD, LONG while. The rage receded.

I became aware that I was lying facedown on the linoleum. I tried to move and the pain in my shoulders and quads was unbearable.

I realized I was hog-tied.

Jake had hog-tied me.

I was groggy, and for a moment I just lay there.

Blood from my mouth was sticking my cheek to the inside of the air mask. Slowly I used my tongue to loosen the bond. I felt around in my mouth for broken teeth. There were definitely a couple of teeth missing.

My glasses were gone. Broken, no doubt. Awesome.

I breathed in, taking a good long draw of the moist, clammy air filtered into the mask.

Jake and Astrid came close, arguing.

‘I’m telling you, I was walking around the store. I was going to try the intercom in the back when I heard the noise.’

‘Why were you coming back anyway?’ Astrid asked, her voice muffled through her own air mask.

‘’Cause I missed you. Why do you think? I felt terrible I left that way. I really did.’

‘You probably just came back because you ran out of drugs,’ Astrid hissed.

‘That’s not true.’

They were lifting and fitting the cement blocks back into place.

‘Let’s just fix the wall,’ Astrid said through her mask.

‘Where is everybody?’ Jake asked.

‘Oh, Jake,’ Astrid said, her voice sounding sad. ‘They left. Niko started up the bus and they’re all trying to make it to Denver.’

‘No kiddin’,’ Jake said. ‘I didn’t think he had the huevos to pull something like that.’ He was trying to be jocular, but he sounded exhausted and spent.

I moved my head, shifting my body onto one of my shoulders. The stupid face mask they’d duct-taped to me was cutting into my jaw.

I groaned. The grogginess was wearing off. Listening to Astrid and Jake was bringing me back – mostly because I felt like I was spying on them. I wanted no more of that!

‘You mean it’s just you and Dean?’ Jake asked.

‘I’m awake,’ I said. They didn’t seem to hear.

‘It’s not just me and Dean. Chloe and the twins are here,’ Astrid told him.

‘Well, where are they now?’

‘I told them to lock themselves in the Train,’ Astrid answered.

‘I’m awake,’ I repeated, louder. ‘Can you untie me?’

‘Hey, killer,’ Jake drawled, bending into my field of vision. ‘How you feelin’?’

He nudged me with his foot.

My shoulders were on fire.

‘Untie me!’ I demanded.

‘You gonna behave like a human being? You all done being a monster?’

‘I’m fine,’ I grumbled. ‘And where did you come from, anyway?’

‘I felt bad about the way I left so I was coming back. Then I saw that guy attacking the store. Then I saw you attack the guy. Man, that was something.’

He looked a little green remembering it. But through a face mask, colours are off. I might have been wrong.

‘Lucky I came along when I did,’ he drawled. ‘You might have hurt my girl.’

I turned my face away from him, pressing it to the cold linoleum of the Greenway floor.

He was right.

That felt like the worst thing about everything that had just happened.

I would have hurt her.

He tossed Astrid his pocketknife.

‘Here,’ he said. ‘Why don’t you cut the booker free while I go let the kids out of the Train?’

I craned my neck to watch him go.

But he didn’t head for the Train.

He headed for the Pharmacy.

After she sawed through the ropes, Astrid and I worked on repairing the wall.

She and Jake had put most of the bricks back in place. We were using plumbing caulk to fill between them and to fill the holes where the rocks had crumbled.

It wouldn’t keep anyone out, that was for sure. But it would seal the air out.

Astrid told me that Jake had dragged the body away and then moved the palette loader so that it blocked most of the hole and it wasn’t too visible from outside. She told me the palette loader had had its tyres stripped off and was just rolling on its wheel rims. That seemed weird. Was there some kind of rubber shortage outside?

Jake had also removed the battery from the machine so no one else would be able to use it against us.

I nodded.

That was good. Whatever. We would have to guard the hole, to make sure someone else didn’t just push right through…

It was a mess.

‘We can board it up,’ Astrid said, as if she was reading my mind. ‘We’ll put up plywood. We can make it safe again.’

I could hardly look at her.

I knew she wanted to talk about Jake’s return but I felt wrung out and miserable.

I had killed a man.

I had killed a man.

And I had nearly hurt Astrid.

As for Jake… Well, I was not happy he was back. Not at all.

It was stupid to even think about my chances with Astrid. But with him back, I knew they were down to nil.

And did I mention, I killed a man?

Then Astrid made a weird, choking sound.