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Amelia smiled at that, picturing herself wildly stabbing an enforcer bot with a knife. She figured Sybil was probably aware of where they were now, but she also figured it was too busy fighting for the Hanger to really worry about them. She was useful before battles, not during them. They hadn’t gone too much further when the sounds of the battle suddenly stopped. ’Well someone won the fight for The Hanger’ she thought to herself, but then something else occurred to her. The equipment Adrian had been after combined with the abrupt way the gun fire stopped. “You don’t think they used the EMP do you?” she asked, but didn’t wait for an answer, instead taking off at a dead run towards the Hanger. Not that she could do anything for him anyway if he had been standing in the blast radius.

Amelia arrived at the command tent out of breath, the side where she had broken her rips before burning in protest. She was beginning to find that even after healed they would sometimes bother her, especially after strenuous activity. Cardio was hardly a part of her old job and it was a little embarrassing how quickly Will had caught up to her. Pushing her pains away, Amelia was more than a little relieved to see Adrian was still alive though anyone could see he wasn’t well. She waited while Adrian gave out his orders, catching her breath and holding her side. When the others left she blurted out, “You idiot! Why would you set of the EMP? You’re lucky you aren’t dead!”, forgetting that she wasn’t exactly supposed to know about his heart.

“Except this rebellion doesn’t exist without you Adrian. You aren’t expendable like the rest of us and this doesn’t just end with the fall of Sybil. Someone needs to guide the people after Sybil is gone.” Amelia insisted. Adrian had disagreed with her last time she had said they needed a leader after Sybil and she had let the subject dropped. They needed to destroy the machines first, but now they were so close. There had to be a solution to his heart problem, she just needed time to find it. Time she no longer had. She was so frustrated by the whole thing that it took a moment for her to realize what else he had said. “Wait…did you say war machines? Sybil doesn’t have war machines.” It was a statement of fact before she pushed her way out of the command tent to look at the battlefield below. They weren’t hard to spot and she could feel the colour drain from her face as her eyes fell upon the machines which could only have one purpose. To rain down death. Just as quickly as she vanished, Amelia reappeared in the tent. “I’ll deal with them, but I’ll need a computer. Just please destroy them after.” She knew she didn’t have any right to ask Adrian any favours, but no one should have access to that kind of weaponry. “Sybil will probably be sending reinforcements soon. It’ll know if you had a second EMP the first will have destroyed it.” No criticism or trying to order him about, just a simple statement about what Sybil's next move would probably be. As long as the fight was at the Hanger, the Tower was safe.

Amelia took a breath. “What is done is done.” She said relenting. There wasn’t much point in continuing to berate him about it, though she was having serious doubts about what life after Sybil would look like without Adrian. She mumbled a quiet thanks to Will as she took the tablet from him and gave a slight nod at Adrian’s explanation. “You are not allowed to die. I am not done with you yet.” Amelia informed the Director before exiting the tent. Even she had to concede that the battle head was the priority and trying to find a way to save Adrian would need to wait. Sybil would not sit idly by.

By the time Adrian made it down to where the war machines were parked, Amelia had moved onto the second one. The first had taken a decent amount of time, but the second and third would be completed much faster since she could simply copy the code from the first one. The tablet was laying on the tread of the machine, with a long black cable snaking underneath. Having the access panel there made sense since it was the least armoured part and it would be less likely to get hit, however it was a pain without a lift. A few curse words and a grunt of effort later Amelia appeared from underneath with a specialized tool she used to open the access panel in one hand and some sort of chip with a few torn wires sticking out of it in the other. It wasn’t exactly professional and she was sure her former co-workers would be taken aback if they knew she had left the rest of the wires dangling inside, but without proper tools and more time there was little help for it. “Adrian!” She said in surprise as she stood up. “What are you doing here? I could have come to you.”

Amelia could hardly stop herself from rolling her eyes at him. It wasn’t as if she was clairvoyant and knew he wanted to speak with her again, but he could have sent someone else to fetch her. The conversation took a serious turn though, one she wasn’t expecting. She was relieved to hear he had actually put some thought into life after Sybil, but his request was odd to her. “Why me? Wouldn’t some like Will be better? Someone you actually trust?”

“Are you not sending me to the Tower with everyone else?” Amelia asked. Will had suggested everyone would be there including herself, but it was the only she could think of that she would undoubtedly survive. “We’ll build a monument.” She vowed. “With luck you will be able to design it yourself, and I won’t need to play your instructions. Once I am done here, we should talk to the medics. I would like to know more about the device they gave you. Maybe I can fix it, or there is always a transplant.” Will said he wouldn’t survive another surgery, but how did they know if they didn’t try.