“We’ll have to sneak out of the window in the right alley” Vaan said as they began sneaking about, hoping they didn’t get caught by a nurse or doctor. “The streets are filled everywhere else... There’s a panel near the window you can hide behind, I’ll jump out and get some rope and a change of clothing for him.” Basch nodded as he sat behind the panel with Reks, just out of everyone’s sight. Vaan walked over to the window and started climbing through it. Reks allowed himself to fall asleep in Basch’s arms, leaving the old captain to his thoughts.

It’d been two years since what had happened, he thought he’d lost everything. The king, Princess Ashe, Prince Rassler, even the love of his life. He looked over Reks, his hair was a little longer and his expression seemed somewhat forlorn. Two years had turned into forever.

“Captain...” Reks mumbled as he moved in his sleep. Basch only smiled as he brought the other closer to him. Even if they couldn’t be together in the end, it was great just knowing he was okay.

Time ticked by as a rope suddenly flew into the window. Basch grabbed it with his free hand and securely tied it to the panel. Once he was sure it wouldn’t get undone he held Reks tightly to him and began climbing down the building.

“Had a feeling you could manage that...” Vaan said uneasily as he handed Basch a pair of pants and a light cloth vest. “I’ll leave him in your care, but if anyone sees him dressed like that they’ll come after you.” Basch nodded as Vaan started walking away. “I have a favor I have to do for someone, the house beside us is abandoned so get him changed there.”

Basch quickly carried Reks into the old house, finally setting him down on the table. He put the clothing and lilies to the side as he looked around. The house wasn’t very big, it looked like it was about to fall apart. Basch looked back as Reks began mumbling and moving about.

“Where are we?” he asked as he sat up.

“A house near the hospital,” Basch replied as he turned around, “you need to change or else someone might catch you.” He heard Reks slide off the table and mess with the clothing at his side. He doubted that anyone would barge in, but better safe than sorry. He walked over to the window to see a group of guards talking to one of the doctors. The doctor seemed furious as he pointed out directions for them to go. A few went into Lowtown as a couple others headed towards Migelo’s sundries.

“They know already huh?” Reks said as he stumbled over and grabbed ahold of Basch’s back. “Where will we hide?” Basch took Reks’s hand as he stood him up.

“Are you alright?” he asked as a bangaa walked over to the doctor, it looked like he was yelling. “I also rented a room at the inn, it’s nowhere near Migelo’s.

“I’m not really used to walking,” Reks said as he watched the bangaa, “that’s my old friend, Lo’kiesh...”

“Shall I request an audience?” Basch offered, slightly jealous. Reks smiled up at him and looked back at the bangaa.

“I’m sure he’s a little worried,” Reks replied, “but if we’re risking too much by it... I just want him to know not to worry.” Basch nodded as he watched the bangaa start walking away. He pulled Reks to the door and they walked out.

“Lo’Kiesh?” Basch called out just loud enough for him to hear. The bangaa gave him a weird look and walked over.

“What do you-” His eyes fell on the boy leaning against him. “Reks, is that you? What are you doing?”

“Don’t make a fuss,” Reks said as he used his free arm to wave away the question. “I just wanted you to know I was safe so you didn’t worry.” The bangaa nodded.

“Just as long as you visit me when everything’s over.” He said as he waved.

Before either of them knew it, they were away from the hospital and at the room Basch had rented for the night.

“Would you like to rest?” Basch asked as he helped Reks walk around. The boy shook his head.

“I’ve rested too long captain,” he said as he lifted his legs up nervously, trying to get them useful again.

“I’m no captain anymore...” Basch sighed, “even if I were, I’d rather you call me by my real name.” Reks blushed a little and nodded.

“What should we do... Basch?” Reks managed to say. “We can’t go up to everyone and say it was a lie, right?”

“No,” Basch shook his head, “we must find the resistance”