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[When Scout wakes, it's slow: her body feels like it's sagging into the bed, skin falling away from her bones, and it takes her a few minutes to acclimate herself to being awake and moving again. There are letters on the bed, but she doesn't pay attention to them right away. Instead she stifles a yawn, pulls her hair over one shoulder to start braiding it with clumsy, stiff fingers, and that's about when she realizes she doesn't know why she's so stiff.

It doesn't take long to sort out: when she looks at the communicator, she sees how long it's been and her heart drops out of its cavity in her ribs. Immediately, she starts texting;

To: Clementine Message: sry so sry are you okay?? To: Stiles, Lydia, Kiro Message: hey im awake sry this keeps happening is alan back yet???

While she waits for responses, she forces herself up, heads into the bathroom to wash her face. And when there are no responses after that, she glances worriedly at her communicator, and heads for the door, only to stop when a bark gets her attention. Except the bark sounded a lot more like--]

Hey!

[Scout whips back around, staring with wide eyes at the young corgi standing in front of her bed.]

You're not leaving without me, are you?

[Scout gapes right up until Marty butts his head against her leg.]

What are you waiting for? What if they're hurt?

[She doesn't need to ask who he means - doesn't even feel the need to ask why she can understand a dog, because he's not really a dog, is he? She can feel it, he fits like a pet never has. He's not a pet, she thinks firmly, and opens the door to wave him through.]

Let's go.

[They search the entire Barge, both their noses in the air. It's not until they hit all nine levels and reach the deck that the tension really settles in Scout's shoulders: they're not here. None of them are here. Her braid is fraying, helped along by the way she keeps trying to run her hand through her hair before forgetting that it's tied. Eventually, she just pulls the hood of her sweater up, tugging it down low over her brow when she finally heads back to her room. Suddenly she doesn't feel like talking to anyone.

It's sitting on the edge of her bed, Marty sitting on her feet, that Scout finally pulls out her communicator to look through the past month's worth of messages. Kira - Kira? - is gone. When did anyone last see Clementine? Stiles? Lydia's gone. Eventually she just lets the device slip through her hands - it nearly hits Marty and he jerks away with an affronted grunt, but it's for the best because a moment later Scout is up and crossing the two feet to the wall by her door and burying her fist in it.

It doesn't even hurt, and that makes her so angry that she yanks her arm out and lifts it for another go - but then she feels her daemon's weight against her legs, and in the end she just drops to the ground and pulls him into her lap, burying her face in his fur.]

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I'm awake. [She pauses, because it was impossible not to realize that she doesn't exactly belong here.] I'm Scout. I mean, I'm Scout, but I guess most of you know Scott...

[She trails off, eyes tracking off screen. It's not visible, but she's staring at the hole she put in her wall. Her eyes are a little red, skin a little blotchy, but her face is mostly dry; the braid that she put together over her shoulder is still in various states of disarray from her hunt through the Barge, but she doesn't really notice that. She takes a long breath, lets it out in a rush.]

I'm Scout McCall, I could use some clothes, and if anyone-- [Her voice cracks and she lifts her eyes to the ceiling for a moment, trying to regress back to the mean.] Did anyone see Clementine before she left?

[She doesn't start crying again, because this isn't the time for more tears. It's anger that's rising in her now, and Marty paws at her legs until she lifts him up onto the bed beside her. He - for all that he's just a little corgi - is harder to ignore. He's not sad.]

We're going to save her, whether she's here to be redeemed or not. Her, and Jill, and every other inmate that gets dragged away before they get their fair shot!

[Scout opens her mouth to add something but really, the daemon said it all. She clicks off the video.]

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[The girl could be a new arrival, but Caroline's been good at recognizing people no matter what they look like, and so the genet bounds over to the corgi as he and Scout turn a corner in the library. She stops short just in case she's wrong instead of immediately getting cuddly and affectionate.

Gene's not far behind, looking like his usual self and obviously not affected by the flood. Regardless of who it is, she looks upset, and he'd never just walk away from someone looking like that.]

You alright, miss?

[Marty - just Martin, now - sees her coming and has no reservations: though he's nearly as fixated as Scout is, he closes the distance between himself and Caroline in a bound to sniff at her. And Scout whips around at his voice, looking relieved to see him. More than a little, maybe - she still has people here, she didn't miss everyone while she was out.]

Gene, yeah, I'm--

[She tries to knot a hand in her hair again, gets caught up on the braid and drops it.]

I'm just - I just woke up, and now I can't find...

[Oh. Shit.

Gene and Caroline look to each other quickly before glancing back to Scott and his daemon. It's obvious he's- she's not asking about the flood, and considering the number of people who've vanished, lately...]

A lotta people've left while you were out, [Caroline says gently, because she's apparently just better at this kind of stuff.]

[Scout tries to run both hands through her hair this time, just letting them tangle there while she turns in a circle. The library blurs around her, and she's listening, smelling, because no, no - Clementine can't be gone, she can't be, they got through so much crap together--

Marty watches her, then sits down, accepting the truth. He looks like he's wilting.]

We should have been there, [he says.]

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[Months ago, Bucky probably would have tried to keep his distance while trying to comfort her. Him. Whoever it is right now. He remembers Scout from the last flood, and obviously knows Scott now, and in the wake of seeing that post, Harriet barely needs to encourage him before he's up and heading for the teenager's room.

There's a bundle of clean clothes tucked under his arm as he knocks on the door, Harriet standing right next to him as usual. He's not sure she's going to answer for a moment, and after exchanging a glance with Harriet, he announces himself.]

It's Bucky. I got some clothes.

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[She thinks about not answering, but Marty makes a good point - "you can't just ask for things and then ignore them when they come!" - so she gets up and pulls the door open. And it's a relief to see him, and she feels so stupid for feeling relieved because as far as she's concerned she was here just yesterday, but she is.

Scout starts to reach for the clothes under his arm, but instead she finds herself just hugging him.]

Sorry. [For needing the clothes, or the hug, she doesn't know. Marty doesn't elucidate, sliding around Bucky instead to greet Harriet.]

[Bucky's next move is automatic. There's zero thought behind wrapping his free arm around Scout and holding her firmly against him, and Harriet doesn't hesitate before walking over to give Marty an affectionate nuzzle before carefully licking the smaller dog's face.]

It's okay, [He says quietly, rubbing a gentle hand up and down her back.] Sorry you had to wake up to this.

[Marty sits down, almost underneath Harriet, leaning against one of her legs. Scout just hides her face in his shoulder for a moment, just a second: she can pull herself together in a minute, she just needs - like Jill - five seconds to fall apart, and then she's straightening, running a hand over her face.]

If I could avoid sleeping ever again, that would be great. [If people could just. not vanish while she's sleeping. That would be great.]

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You can't.

[Cold, but female: Arthas got hit with the flood.]

You have no idea what we can do!

[Marty is quicker to anger, quicker to defend, and it lets Scout hear it and cool it in herself.]

We're going to try, either way. The Admiral says our deal can be for anything. That's what I want.

...Arthas?

If I can't do it, I doubt you could.

Yes. Arthas.

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Hell of a way to wake up. I'm sorry.

[He actually means, to find out that your friends have all gone home. Not the girl thing, but that may not be obvious.]

Are you really going to go after her?

[That's fine: she assumes he means that anyway. As far as Scout knows, she's just momentarily swapping with Scott.]

yeah. want to but idk if the admiral will let me and if he won't, then my deals for her

[Maybe she is, Steve would be willing to believe that, considering how things tend to go around here.]

Who says you need permission? Talk to Iris.

It makes me think I should've done more for Mindy. Maybe I should go back and do more for her.

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[Tiffany has no idea who Jill is, and she knows "Scout" is supposed to be Scott.

But neither of those things are important right now.]

I believe in you.

[She can't tell if something is tightening or expanding in her chest, but whatever it is feels warm and makes her throat go a little tighter.

She opens her mouth to say thank you, but it doesn't come out.]

Lourdes too? [She hates this.]

Yeah. But I ain't forgetting about her, same as you.

Are you going to her world? Do you know how to get there?

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