We've finally crossed the Utah border. In a couple of days we'll be back with the others.
Today the crew was in much better spirits. I've been worried about their morale since Greg and Tania's passing last week. It's good to hear them laughing again. Robin came up to me and said, "Thanks for watching over us, Marlene." It was a small gesture, but I needed it.
Ellie never made it.
We arrived at the hospital. There was much celebration, at least from the others. I guess they're happy to see their old friends. We haven't seen some of these guys in over ten years.
After they told me the news, I couldn't eat. I couldn't talk to anyone.
I should be grateful to just be alive, but right now I just want to shut my eyes for a bit.
They look at me and I know what they're thinking - that we're a bunch of incompetent grunts. What was I supposed to do? I thought I was going to die... my men were being hunted by the entire Boston battalion. I had to get her out of the city. How was I supposed to know the Firefly escorts were already dead?
I panicked. In the end I healed pretty damn quickly, and my men were more capable than I gave them credit for. More than a handful survived the army's attack. I should've kept her with me, instead I handed her off to a couple of smugglers.
I failed you, Anna. I failed all of us.
I am an incompetent grunt.
I can't stand talking to any of them. I don't think I can take the stares any longer. No way I can stay here.
One of our scouts just radioed in. He spotted an older man and a young girl entering the tunnel by the bus terminal. He thinks she might've had red hair, but he's not sure. What if it's her? Stop doing this, Marlene!
The recon squad is about to head out. I'm going to join them.
When you're lost in the darkness, look for the light.
She's alive. They're running the tests on her now.
I can't tell if I'm excited, scared, or just nervous. All I know is my hands won't stop shaking.