[PurpleBox]

As it began to rain it continued, heavy rain set in and Tristan was curled up with his ratty blanket against the couch as a flash of lighting lit up the sky above the city. It made the young boy flinch...he’d never been fond of the bright and sharp strikes of light from the sky… the booming sounds that followed had never bothered him… Ian had once explained to him that it was the light that was dangerous… the booming wasn’t dangerous… but more of a warning, even though it came after the scary lighting.

The young blonde did his best to change his brother’s cold cloths, and he kept a eye on the bandage. So far it wasn’t leaking red after Aren had changed it, before he’d gone with Taka. Tristan pushed himself closer to the couch and pulled his blanket closer around him as another flash shone across the darkening sky, and then the thunderous boom that followed. It was so loud that Tristan could swear that the sound itself shook the apartment.

The pinched expression on Ian’s face was still there… and the young blond knew that his brother was having a nightmare… he’d seen that look on his brother’s face before… many nights with little sleep after they’d booked it out of District 3 all those years ago...Ian had continually woken up bolt right from the bed sweating and a look of terror on his face… Tristan had asked him what he dreamed about…

Ian had just brushed it off and hugged the small blond boy to him on those nights, and over time the nightmares vanished. Now Tristan was sure that his brother was having those things again… all because of a cut on his leg? Tris was smart but he didn’t understand what a infection really was...other then what the fungus did to people...where there other things that could turn his brother a mindless husk and take him away? That thought made Tristan pull in on himself tighter and stifle a sound of denial… Ian would BE ok… he had to be.

Tristan was tempted to use the talkie to try and contact the duo outside the walls… but knew that it was best if they contacted him first… even if he was starting to feel like he’d lose his only family… even if they got back in time with the medicine…

Little did any of them know that it wasn’t just Ian’s own immune system fighting against the infection in his leg… over the years Ian and many others had breathed in many spores… and had the fevers that every human got from even breathing in a small amount…. Yet they never succumbed to the spored and turned into Runners….