Who: John and Anna Where: The Library What: Convincing his wife he's real When: Monday (6th), late Rating: Probably high for language and content Open: Probably not Status: Ongoing
John still had not idea where he was or how he got here. However, none of that mattered right now. What mattered was a woman looking and sounding (at least in written form) like his distressed wife. If it really was Anna then she needed him. The words had hurt but knowing how Anna had been throughout her pregnancy, he had pushed them aside. He just wanted to know it was her and she was alive and so was their baby. He didn't care about anything else, where he was, what was happening, he just wanted to find Anna.
The library had turned out easier to find than he had worried it would be. He wasn't actually that far from the massive building. John pushed open the door and walked inside. Fuck it was big.
"Anna?" he called softly, walking forward past the numerous shelves and table displays. Please be here. Please be alive and OK. "It's John."