Wednesday, October 29th 2018

Vee had been awake for over 48 hrs, perhaps nearer 60, she had no real idea. Blacked out for most of them, now fuelled by caffeine and driven by rage and grief, the strain was beginning to show.

With nowhere else to go, she'd made her way back to the safehouse, wandering the silent halls until she'd ended up in the girls dorm.

It looked rather forlorn now, a sad and empty place, which suited Vee perfectly.

Making her way to what had been Kira's bunk, she sat down, suddenly weary. Looking over what meagre possesions Kira had brought with her to the safehouse, an unseeable look of frustration covered her face.

They're not here. she thought, as she continued her search. Most of Kira's things meant little to Vee, but finally she found something that did.

Holding the t-shirt up, 'Han shot first' emblazoned across the front, Vee was struck by fresh tears. Crushing the garment to her chest, she laid her head on Kira's pillow, closing her eyes and letting the memories come.

Just a few minutes..