Willow smiled, she could picture a vicious Elliot. She had seen a glimpse of him with the angel guards, and with the hydra. She picked up the jug of water, it had been warmed by the sun and wasn't fresh. But it was better then nothing, she cupped some in her hands, f=drinking some and then pouring the rest on her face. rubbing it clean, she was about to say something when the noise of clunking boots sounded outside.Willow froze.

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Elliot watched her with the water, before abruptly looking towards the door. "Go, run." He said. "Get back to your room, or whatever. I'll make up an excuse, say a servant or something decided to have mercy on me, or something." He whispered, before glancing at his chains. "Hoist me up again, too, really quick." Elliot added quickly, eying the door warily, not particularly sure what he was waiting for.

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"What?!" Willow yelled, perhaps a little too loud, she didn't want to leave Elliot again, then again if she left now they could have a better chance of escaping later. She pushed the food and water to one side and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. "i'll be back soon" she whispered. She heaved at the lever hoisting Elliot up into the air. She took one last sad look at Elliot then flew so she was at the hight of the window, going head first this time she squeezed herself out. Plopping onto the dirt, she skidded along the ground that was wet and muddy from the rain. "great" she mumbled, cleaning herself as best she could Willow stumbled back along the pathway towards her room. Taking nervous glances back towards the prison.

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Elliot winced slightly, when she hoisted him up, the motion not helping his arms. He let out a small sigh of relief when she got out, glad she wouldn't be there, to either see him get beaten up again, killer, or that she would be punished, which he especially didn't want. He glanced worriedly at the food and water, wondering how they'd react to that, as he looked towards the door again, assuming it would be some guards, or her father. Or both.

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Willow winced as she shut the door to her room, she felt horrible about leaving Elliot behind. She grabbed her blue dress and hung it in her wardrobe carefully, making sure her mother wouldn't find it. She then changed out of her soggy nightgown into a something that would please her father. A white dress that somewhat reminded Willow of a wedding dress. She turned her nose up at it crudely.

The door to her room edged open as willow zipped up her dress, her father stood there. he smiled as he saw her "lunch" was all he said, gesturing to the hallway. Willow glanced solely out of her window wishing Elliot was with her. She slipped on some shoes and followed him to the dining room.

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Elliot narrowed his eyes at the guards who walked in, giving them a small warning growl, getting a bad feeling about them. Someone who looked to be a scientist or something filed in after them, not particularly helping Elliot's thoughts about them, as the scientist didn't look very friendly, to say the least. The scientist placed a briefcase down on the floor, opening it, while the guards stood by the door, and the scientist explained what he was there for. Put simply, he was there to test Elliot's resistance to pain, and endurance.

A few painful hours passed, until they left him alone finally. He was left with even more wounds, some of them just his wounds from before, made worse. The scientist and his guards had dropped him from the floor, removing all his chains and shackles, when they were done, not even giving him a chance to fight back. They beat him up, cut or stabbed him, and he couldn't do a thing about it. Now, he laid on the floor, his whole body either alight with pain, or aching, but he figured, at least he wasn't being held up anymore. He was dazed, from being hit in the head a few times, and then bashing his head against the floor a bit, so he closed his eyes, hoping to sleep, but he had no such luck. Man, he was really missing hell, now.

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Willow couldn't eat, not with Elliot on her mind. She took tiny nibbled of her food, scraping the rest into a napkin. She made small talk with her mother and father, but honestly what was there to talk about? After about half an hour a man in a white coat came in carrying a brief case. He dropped it next to the table, 'done" was all he said. A knot tightened in Willow's throat, she stuffed the rest into mouth and quickly excused herself.

Willow found herself sprinting towards the cell, flying whenever she had the chance, but running was easier to keep a low profile. She reached the cell, pushing a crate so she could stand to reach the window. She peered in "Elliot!" Her voice came out in a panicked whisper, she swung herself in feet first and landed in front of Elliot. Ground shock piercing her feet. Elliot lay sprawled out on the floor, scarlet blood was pooled at his feet and chest. Willow kneeled over him, holding his face in her hands. His temples pulsated slowly their faces so close now that she could faintly feel his ragged breathing.

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Elliot was almost surprised, when she came in, mostly surprised that she'd decided to come, knowing she could get in big trouble, and he thought that he was going to be okay, so, he didn't see the point in coming. He winced slightly, at her voice, despite it being just a whisper, and when she touched him, as it hurt a lot more than she probably thought it would.

He made himself open his eyes, as much as he could manage, giving her a small, weak smile, but it quickly disappeared, as smiling hurt, too, from being hit in the jaw a few times, so pretty much anything with his mouth hurt to do. "Why'd you come..?" He asked her softly, though it hurt to speak, even if he was practically whispering.

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Willow used her knees to form a sort of pillow, wishing now she had brought some of her own. She paused for a bit at his question. "Because I care about you Elliot, why wouldn't I come. You've done so much for me." She trailed off quietly, she didn't know why she was whispering, but it felt as if the whole world was holding it's breath. And that is she spoke it would shatter the atmosphere.

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Elliot listened to her speak, sighing softly, as much as it hurt to, and closing his eyes again, since it hurt less to keep them closed. "But, you could get in serious trouble.. I don't think that making sure I'm okay is worth a punishment, or whatever.." He responded softly. Elliot slowly, and rather painfully, moved his arms, to wrap them around her slightly, as well.

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Willow smiled as he held her in a comforting way. She sighed, "I don't want them to hurt you anymore, what...if they you know, kill you? Or something really bad, i couldn't live with that." Willow was fighting back the tears now.
"I don't care if i get in trouble, i don't care what they do to me." She whispered.

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Elliot was silent again, considering what she said. "Hey, I haven't died yet, right? And, I'm sure as hell not gonna die here, in some angel prison.." He mumbled, in a tone that could be considered sarcastic, joking, maybe. Finally, he opened his eyes slightly, to look at her. "I don't want them to hurt you, too. You haven't done a thing wrong." He said, with a small, sad smile.

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Willow just nodded, she really won't sure that it worked like that. The torture would just get worse and worse each time. "you're not going to die in some angel prison." She said, a small spark lighting up inside her
"because i'll get you out of here, i've escaped once, i can do it again." She stood and glanced consciously out of the window. To make sure no one was there, "to you i haven't sone anything wrong, but to them.." she didn't need to Finnish. Elliot knew what she was going to mumble anyway.

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Elliot moved to lay on his back, since it was the position that seemed to hurt the least, just having a few cuts and bruises on his back, which was less compared to everything else. He looked up at her, rather curiously. "Yeah.. But you haven't escaped with a heavily wounded demon before. In a place that really, really hates demons." He said, not seeming too sure, that they could get out. Elliot nodded slightly at her last sentence, seeming to understand.

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Willow shrugged, like it was no big deal. But it really was a big deal, "I could always hide in here, and when they come jump out at them. Take them by surprise? Perhaps not today though, it's almost night and we still need time to plan. What do you think?" She said turing away from the window to face Elliot. Who still looked rather uncomfortable.

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