He kneeled down infront of her, checking if she got injured by something. Natasha just looked at him. Her face showed an expression that seemed like a mixture of pain, fear but also happiness when Lennox kneed down. For a short time both of them did nothing more than just looking at each other, like waiting until something would happen. After some time Lennox helped her up, supporting her to walk. When they went to the doors where all the men came from, who were lying daed on the ground, it was to notice the view brightened up, more and more. Like walking towards a sun, Lennox realized the sun was about to 'rise'. He could see a planet when looking outside through the window into space on the big celestial body. After some moments the uncomfortable brightness disappeared so they were able to walk without being distracted. After some time Natasha didn't show much power any longer and almost collapsed, even if being supported by Lennox. She almost pulled him down on the ground with her but he was able to stand stable. She looked up to him with tired eyes. She didn't look very healthy and seemed like needing help. Lennox kneed down again and placed one hand around her back, the other one under her legs. He slowly lifted her up, carrying Natasha in his arms.
Continueing walking somewhere, Lennox could feel she got heavier the longer she was in his arms. The corridors seemed endless for Lennox but he had to bring Natasha to somebody who could help her. He felt weak, not trained for such situations. He looked at Natasha who was still looking at him. He smiled at her slightly, gathering his last reserves of power to make it somewhere. As he continued walking a door appeared infront of him, looking like an exit to another deck. As he approached the door, the sound of machines and welding of metal was to hear. He opened the door, looking into a huge hangar that was filled with a lot Sabres and some heavier and lighter ships. All the people there were in Outcast uniforms. He gulped, searching for a possibility to get out of that place quickly.
As Johan glanced at all the Outcasts, Natasha was wondering about what is going on with him. Though, being very weak she could not see completely what was going on. But as Johan got closer to the Outcasts behind some huge containers, he felt odd. It was like a feeling they already found them. Then, seconds later a group of pilots came into the Hangar, obviously here to start from the building Lennox was on. As some cold eyes reflected the lights of where Lennox was standing, Johan's heartbeat increased and searched for a possibility to escape. But the pilot already alerted their presence around the whole Hangar. Not much time later Lennox was surrounded by a lot of Outcasts, not able to move with Natasha anywhere. She was still looking at him, making an expression that looked like she was worrying about him. She didn't care about the Outcasts, just about him and what was going on. Natasha tried to speak but was too weak. One of the Outcast suddenly began to laugh and pulled out a weapon. Following the gun with his eyes, Lennox found it held at his head some seconds later. The trigger of the gun got slowly pulled back. Lennox looked at the girl in his arms a last time.
"I failed....I am...sorry..."
"W-what....? Hey, s-stay conscious!"
Before Natasha was able to say anything more, the sound of unleashed energy inside the gun was to hear. Feeling the sudden heat, the heart finally stopped beating as the energy cut through Lennox' head. He fell down on the ground, on his back, covered with blood.
Like in heaven, white light was to see. Nothing more than a white colored cosmos without any stars and planets. But slowly something was to registrate. A small dot, a black small dot, appeared in the white. Not keeping the present size, the dot increased itself, growing to a now black 'background'. The a very bright light between a gap of unidentified colors in the middle of the view appeared. As the light slowly dimmed, objects in the gap were to see. The gap widened and three persons were to see, standing around the central point of the view. They looked into the gap quite worried, like there would be something. But then the black around the gap went a bit more red, like blood would flow through it. The something strange happened. The gap multiplied itself. Now the surroundings were to see through two gaps that were somehow connected with each other. It took some minutes. But after these minutes it was to realize it was not really just some kind of vision. Realizing it wasn't a dream or something else, the gaps closed and opened quickly. The gaps' 'glance' went down. It cought a body. Arms were there, legs and parts of an upper body were to see. Finally realizing what was going on, a blink was to see. As the glance wandered over the people, it catched a mirror. The gaps widened as they collected the information that was written into the light reflecting piece of glass. It was him in the mirror. It took a while until a person moved infront of his view. The person kneed down to look into the eyes of the eyes of him. It was Natasha who was lying her head on the bed, he was in. A hand of her passed over his cheek as she moved a bit closer.
"Johan? Johan Lennox? Do you remember that name? You saved my life....
"J-Jo.....an? He...d-died...."
Barely able to speak for now, he just looked into her eyes, tired. Still caressing his cheek softly, she smiled slightly. Lennox couldn't believe he was still alive. That Outcast directly shot him through the head. But instead of being dead, he felt a heartbeat and the warmth of Natasha's hands while lying in the bed. The others had already left them alone in the room with dimmed light, giving it a nice 'atmosphere'. Natasha tilted her head a bit, watching the wandering eyes of Johan.
"Not he....Johan Lennox...that is you. And you are alive like you see me alive here. Do you know what happened? You just...fell down from one moment to another..."
