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[ofthefamily]

The escorting from his unusual cell back through the crowd of people was bizarre enough.

It made returning to the door Carlisle had entered to arrive here, opening it, seeing the utter quiet and dank of familiar tunnels, jarring.

He walks through the door expecting another cell.






Carlisle is standing in the hallway. Outside of his former cell door.

He starts to run.

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[ofthefamily]

That's who he is. It has to be. Someone is helping him.

Carlisle gasps with the weight of it more so than getting his legs kicked out by the cloaked figure, hood back against shoulders to hair that would probably be orange-red in the sunlight.

There's no time.

Carlisle pauses and rights himself, smiling to a man who isn't even looking at him when he thinks Goodbye, Gerard before he runs.

Away from the guard.

[keptherwaiting.livejournal.com]

And Jasper is running toward them. More specifically, toward Edward and his wife, ducking under reaching arms and sidestepping anyone that tries to stop him. His shoulders and neck ache from a few new bites, but the pain is nothing compared to the relief he feels at seeing Carlisle running out and away from the fray.

He grabs Alice around the waist then and pulls her out from the middle of the fight, despite feeling that every nerve of her body is still in it, shielding her from the chaos.

Edward. We need to go. Now.

Before this gets any worse.

[betagainstme]

They run. They run from the guard as fast as they can, and though Alice feels sick the entire time, nothing else happens. No, their futures are still there.

She's dizzy with visions of the future--their future--secure in her head, and as soon as they get far enough away, she wrenches herself away from her husband, dry heaving with tearless sobs.

They did it. They did it.

"We need--" she can't communicate the words to tell them that there's a door to Milliways in the back of an alley. That they can go home. She trusts that Edward will communicate this to Jasper.

For now, she's just going to slump against a wall.

[themidnightson]

Edward does just that, with little more than a sharp look (sharp for the situation and all the people still crowded up his head) and a motion of his hands.

"There's a way out."

Beat. "Follow me."

To the tune of a conflicted, but concerned and pointed sort of message in his tone of take care of Alice, I've got point.

The door isn't too hard to find, neither is avoiding them once they know they've done what they came to do. Edward can keep them from running into people when he hears them, and Alice's visions keep the both of them appraised of people changing directions or searching.




But no one will find them.

And no one hears the door close after them.