Take Me Home 1, 2
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Cassie becomes aware of the world around her slowly.
At first, all she can make out are muffled voices, one achingly familiar and right in front of her.
She wants to reach out to it, she feels like she needs to, but she can't do much of anything.
The others are all unrecognizable, and all she hears is muffled commotion, something like... like... she can't put her finger on it. She can barely think at all.
She can't find the strength in herself to move, but at some point, she feels something touching her arms, then her shoulders, then lifting her up to set her down on something soft, and when it jostles her arm, her eyelids finally stop feeling like they're welded shut as she let's out a sharp gasp.
"--assie!" The voices all become clear so suddenly; like she broke through water. "Cassie, you're okay! Oh my god."
Cassie can feel herself shaking and gasping and, her eyes are only able to open to slits as she takes in the image in front of her. A woman she doesn't recognize is typing away at one of the same portable security stations Cassie had used, and a certain animatronic is fighting the thing that Cassie ran from.
Hang on, Freddy Fazbear?
The poor guy looks like a patchwork quilt; casing different sizes and some pieces missing alltogether, with his colors and paint wonky and messy, but his signature lightning bolt and face paint flows in the dark, and it's some of the only light in the room.
Her head lolls, and she can barely find the strength to move, or even think, when she finally realizes shes laying on something soft, and not the cold, dirty, ancient linoleum tile.
"Its okay, Cassie." The voice says again, the one she'd felt the need to follow, to focus on, and she tries to look through squinted eyes at the source.
She realizes she's laying in someone's lap, and she can only acknowledge the color blue when a hand rakes through her hair as assurances are murmured her way, and she's just so comfortable that she can't find it in her to fight it, so she just succumbs, and let's her eyes slip closed.
"Damn it!" Cassie can hear the woman yell. "Gregory, I need you here!"
Cassies eyes re-open to slits when she feels herself being shifted, but she can't quite understand what's going on yet.
"Shit." The same soft, painfully familiar voice says above her, and something bothers her, like an itch she can't scratch. "Okay. I'll be right back, Cassie. Just sit tight."
Shes suddenly laying on the ice cold, filthy floor, and she cant help but make a noise in protest.
The voice does not respond with its comfort again. Instead, with her steadily growing awareness, she can hear the pitter patter of footsteps.
Its greatly difficult to open her eyes, theres some kind of buzzing in her head and an almost lag or stutter to her very thoughts, but she tries hard, really hard to force them open.
Her eyes focus in on the scene just in time to see a gray and red blur tackling the figure in front of her.
The same voice that had brought her comfort cries out, and he and the blur both land on the ground after sliding.
Cassie is suddenly very, very aware of what's happening.
"You!"" Roxy howls, pinning Gregory down by his arms and letting her teeth get very close to his face. "Don't touch her, brat! I won't allow you! Not after what you did!"
"Gregory!" Freddy yells, momentarily distracted from his battle with that thing, and it gets the jump on him, landing a worrisome blow.
Freddy staggers, but he recovers quickly, and it isnt long before he's back on top of the thing and pushing it towards the hole it crawled out of.
Freddy growls ferociously, sudden strength overwhelming the thing he's battling as it gets harder for it to fight back.
"Vanessa!" He yells to the woman Cassie still doesn't recognize.
"Shit!" Vanessa curses, leaving her station. "Hold on, Gregory!"
Suddenly, Cassies mind catches back up fully, and she tries not to let it reel too much as she scrambles off the floor, ignoring her twinging arm and leg.
"Wait, wait! Roxy don't hurt him!" She shrieks, falling to the ground after her leg gives in on her, and tears pool in her eyes, not only from the burning, scorching pain in her leg, but from Roxys sharp, broken, dangerous endoskeleton claws held high above Gregory, ready to strike.
Roxys ears wiggle, and she's distracted just long enough for Gregory to send a kick straight to her chest, that somehow sends her flying off of him.
Gregory is quick to scramble to his feet, hovering by Vanessa and taking over the computer they're at when she steps aside.
Roxy growls ferociously as she claws at the ground, scrambling to find surface.
"Brat!" She shrieks, voice box warbling and cutting out from the sheer volume and intensity. "How dare you!"
"Roxy!" Cassie yells, army crawling over to the shattered wolf and putting a soft, comforting hand on her cold endoskeleton forearm. "Roxy, please, calm down! It's okay!"
Roxy finally gets to her feet, and at Cassies voice, doesn't move again, just shifts to stay at her side, ears wiggling and she tries to understand what's going on in the room.
Cassie hears a sound next to her, a resounding beep that echoes across the room, and she can see Freddy finally shove the thing back in the dark, slimy hole it came from, and dig his claws in the metal of the door to slam it closed.
"How much longer?!" Freddy asks, and the thing starts banging on the door, leaving dents in the other side.
"Almost..." Gregory says, typing at the speed of light, and suddenly, with a flash, he pushes one finger into a button on the keyboard, and something latches on the other side of the metal door. A cement mixer Cassie never noticed was next to it begins spinning, and gray liquid begins filling it up from the tubes plugged into vats, and cement starts piling onto the door.
Freddy moves out of the way as wet cement buries the door under a thick layer, and everyone is silent when the thing's banging can't be heard anymore, and the cement mixer powers off.
She's still holding onto Roxy, and Roxy to her as well, and next to her, when she finally snaps out of it, she can hear Gregory and the woman panting next to her.
Everything only becomes apparent when the danger is over.
She suddenly becomes aware of the still wet tear tracks on her face, and it all comes swinging back at full force.
Roxy twitches when Cassie makes a noise, but Cassie isnt looking at her; shes looking just a bit past her, and to the left.
Gregory and the woman look over at her, but they only really seem to really see her when she starts crying.
Gregory looks right back at her, and it's like time slows down.
The room feels so still; like the very air has shifted and settled to let Cassie focus purely on this moment, only on Gregory.
She catches his eyes, amber colored (rare, he always said.).
And everything else falls away.
"Gregory," She sobs, and she tries to move, to get up, but her body is so sore, and she can feel herself trembling, and her leg burns and pulses with pain and shes pretty sure its broken along with her arm that she cant put pressure on.
"Cassie..." Gregory says, just as disbelieving as Cassie, and Cassie cant help but sob out a wet laugh, and let a grin split on her face when Gregory smiles at her.
He makes up for her lack of moveability and takes one step, then another, and it's not long before hes close, close enough to reach out to.
But something on her other side shifts, and she had forgotten Roxy was still there, and that her hand was still clasped firmly around her arm.
Gregory's stopped in his tracks by Roxy rising menacingly, and Gregory finally tears his eyes away from Cassie, looking wearily at Roxy.
"If you think I'm letting you anywhere near her after what you did..." Roxy growls, fingers twitching as she readies her claws. "You're mistaken."
And suddenly, Cassie remembers all about what Roxys so upset about.
"It's not your fault. I know you did it for me. To save me. But... we can't risk being followed."
"I'm sorry."
Her stomach feeling like it was doing flips. Her head being slammed into the ceiling of the elevator as it plummeted to the ground. Everything spinning. Her hearing something crack when she was thrown to the floor when it finally landed before everything going dark.
Gregory's brows furrow from where hes standing, and Cassie can't help the deep, agonizing, hurt inside of her when his words echo inside of her head.
"W-what I did...?" Gregory mutters, confused. "Is this about your eyes? Listen, Roxy, I--"
"It should be, but it isn't." Roxy snarls. "You just cant stop hurting people, can you? Gregory."
Gregory's eyes flash with hurt from where hes standing, and Cassie can't help but feel like something isnt adding up.
"I-I dont understand..." He says, brows furrowed.
Roxy growls, as if she can't believe his audacity.
"The elevator, brat!" She yells. "You dropped her! All to save your own skin. Just like everything else you've done."
Gregory looks more confused than hurt, and then, his eyes widen.
"The elevator..." He mutters. "That-- Damn it! The Mimic must have-- fuck." He rubs at his eyes with his hands.
Cassie frowns. "Gregory?"
He whips up at her voice, and he looks a whole new level of concerned.
"Cassie." He says simply, and side-steps Roxy when Cassie reaches out to him.
Roxy whips around. "Gregory--!"
"Roxy!" Cassie interrupts, never tearing her eyes away from Gregory. "Its okay. I promise."
Roxy pauses at that, and with a warbling grumble, un-tenses her springs, and backs off.
"Roxy," Cassie can hear a robotic voice say, emotion lacing its tone, but Cassie isn't focused on anything but the person in front of her.
She's finally able to reach him, and he wastes no time joining her on the floor, and letting her wrap his arms around her.
She cries when he hugs back just as desperately, and she sucks in shuddering breaths, clinging onto his blue jacket.
"Cassie," Gregory says, voice soft but rough at the same time and exactly how she'd remembered it, and she just cries harder. "I didn't cut the elevator. I would--" He huffs. "I would never do that to you. It was The Mimic."
Cassie sniffs, and is just so overwhelmed with relief that Gregory didnt cut her off, leaving her to be trapped, and almost forgets to respond. "T-The Mimic?"
"That thing that's down here." He explains, and Cassie wants to break away so she can see his face, but she doesn't want to leave the cocoon of warmth and comfort yet. "But... we sealed it back up. Turned all the security back on. Its stuck again. For good."
Cassie is barely listening, just squeezing her eyes shut and burrying her face into Gregory's shoulder.
"I missed you." She says shakily. "You were gone for so long. I-I thought you--"
Gregory shushes her, but his own voice sounds choked up.
"I know." And she can feel him trembling against her as much as she is against him. "I-I missed you, too. So much."
"Um," Another voice says, a female one, and Cassie recognizes it as that Vanessa lady. "I don't mean to interrupt this moment, but we should probably get out of here."
Suddenly Cassie is thrown back into awareness, and she notices the freezing, biting cold sinking into her joints from being on the floor and the aching, pulsating pain from her left arm and leg.
Gregory finally pulls away, and Cassie is almost sent back into another crying fit when she sees his face. The same face shed missed so intensely.
She has more to say to him, so much more, but right now, all she wants is to go home.
"You're right, we gotta go." He agrees. "Its not totally safe here. Theres still danger out to get us."
Cassie tries not to let herself get too scared over that, shes so tired, but Gregory smiles a reassuring smile, and it works on her probably too well.
"Freddy?" Gregory asks the bear, who's been off to the side with Roxy for a while now. "Can you..."
Freddy nods, and goes to help Cassie, but Roxy beats him to it, and scoops her up ever so gently, holding her close and somehow just in the right position to not impale her on her broken casing or jostle her limbs.
"I've got her." Roxy says, and she sounds way less angry than before, just determined. "Let's get out of here."
Roxy strodes past Gregory and totally not very pointedly ignores him, but Gregory doesn't comment, just nods, and the Vanessa girl packs up that portable computer thing (were they all hers?) and follows behind them.
They all line up by the elevator, but low and behold, its sitting broken, crumpled, and totally, undoubtedly, unusable.
"What are we going to do?" Cassie asks, furrowed brows looking at the broken down elevator, and she looks away when she sees a bit of red on the inside. Her injuries twinge without her permission. "How are we gonna get out?"
"Dont worry." The Vanessa woman says. "We'll get out using the tunnels. They lead right up to the basement, and then we'll go from there."
Cassie want to ask about what tunnels? but shes exhausted, and her body hurts, and she feels safe for the first time (no, second time. First time was when Gregory was holding her.) all night.
So she just mumbles an agreement, and let's herself get comfortable in Roxys arms.
Going up the tunnels takes forever, and Cassie is left coughing up dust and dirt by the time they get to the surface, and her eyelids are already fluttering when they're not even at the second basement level yet.
"Rest." Gregory tells her. "You can count on us to get you out safe, I promise."
She nods, fully believing Gregorys words, and she only let's herself fall asleep when Roxy tightens her hold around her and Gregory let's her take his hand with her good arm.
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