Guys. We just hit 600 reads. 600 READS. AHHHHHHHH!!! You guys are the best and I can't thank you enough for reading, commenting, and voting on this story! Truthfully, when I started this story out I didn't think I would get more than 50 reads. And now here we are. You guys are SO AMAZING and nice, I'm so lucky to be able to write for such an awesome group of people like you.

Also, I put this song in there because it just sounds like Keefe. I feel so bad for everything he had to go throw and I wish I could be Sophie for a second and tell him all the things I wish I could say but can't since I'm not a part of the Kotlc universe. Love you Keefe. <3 <3

Sophie's heart pounded in her throat as she continued to step forward.

She blindly reached her hands out in front of her. She moved them around until she hit a wall. The walls were only inches away from her. Sophie jumped up, and grazed the ceiling with her fingertips.

The darkness was suffocating. She looked behind her. Keefe was gone. Sophie was surrounded by shadows, engulfed in black. Her heart beat sped up, and she began to sweat. She pressed her back against the wall and sank to the floor.

Her breathing turned shallow. The world swam and Sophie could barely take another breath.

Go to your happy place. Her mind whispered. Sophie happily obliged. Think of Keefe. Oh, Keefe. Perfect, handsome, sweet, kind, funny, Keefe. Sophie pictured his ruffled blonde hair, broken ice blue eyes. His sad smile. His soft lips. Oh, his lips. Sophie remembered their first kiss like it was yesterday. Fireworks had exploded in her heart. She remembered how nothing else mattered, it was only him and her.

"You have no idea how much I love you, Keefe Sencen," Sophie whispered. She took a deep breath. And then another.

"Don't worry, Sophie. Everything will be fine. Just back track your steps, find Keefe again, and go in together," Sophie reassured herself, "Yeah. Everything will be fine." She took another deep breath, and then stood up from the floor.

"Okay, retrace your steps," Sophie told herself. She didn't know why, but it was quite comforting to talk to yourself when you're alone. Feels less lonely, and scary.

Slowly she made her way back to the entrance, she peeked out the corner, and gasped. There was some kind of force field blocking the exit. Keefe was slumped against it, his fist repeatedly pounding against it. Tears were streaming down his face and she could hear him now.

"FOSTER! SOPHIE! Please answer! Are you okay?!" He shouted, panic twisting into his features, "Please," He whispered.

"Keefe!" Sophie shouted. She rushed over to him and placed her hand on the force field. But he looked right through her.

"Please," He whispered again.

"Keefe! I'm right here! Can't you hear me?!" Sophie cried. Her eyes pricked with tears. He couldn't see her or hear her. There was no way she could tell him that she was alright. Wait... Maybe she could...

Keefe.

Keefe stumbled backwards as Sophie's voice filled his head. His eyes were wide with shock and relief.

Sophie?

His voice was just a broken whisper, torn apart from years of abuse and fear.

Sophie? He repeated, Are you... Okay?

Yes, I'm fine. I'm looking at you right now, but you can't see me or hear me from this side of the force field.

Oh. I was so scared, Sophie. So, so, scared. He didn't have to use her first name for Sophie to know he was. He didn't deserve this. It made Sophie just want to break through this force field and hug Keefe until all his problems floated away, save him from all the pain, free him for the toture. But Sophie couldn't do any of that.

No more guilt. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love you, Foster. More than anything in the world.

Oh. Right. Sophie forgot their minds were still connected.

I love you too, Keefe Sencen. I wish I had said it sooner. You deserve so much more than this. You're perfect, and I love you. Just the way you are. Don't ever leave me again. I was broken, Keefe. So very broken.

Me too. But this time I won't leave you. I swear it. On my life.

That's a dangerous thing to swear on, Keefe.

I know. But I don't care. I don't have a life without you in it. I would rather die than watch you get hurt.

Sophie knew with a sinking feeling that what he said was 1000% true.

Me too.

You have to go now. Keefe said softly. Like it hurt him to say those words.

I don't want to leave you. It was the truth. But it wasn't a protest. Sophie knew as soon as he said to go that she would have to. Had to save everyone. It was the only decision. But that didn't make it any less hard.

I'll be waiting for you when you get back. And if my mother asks where I am, tell her that her stupid force field stopped me.

But won't she just capture you?

Who knows what she'll do to you if I'm not there. Don't die on me, Foster. Do whatever it takes to save yourself. Whatever it takes. Even if that means killing me.

You know I won't do that.

Yeah. I know, but I would rather have said that then live with the guilt of not.

Yeah. Don't die on me either, Keefe. For real.

I'll try not to.

It wasn't a promise. But it was the best he could do.

Goodbye, Keefe.

Goodbye, Foster. I love you.

I-

Then Keefe severed their connection, before Sophie could say it back.

"I love you, Sophie. I don't know if you can hear me but I love you," Keefe whispered aloud. His hand was pressed against the force field. Sophie did the same.

"I love you too, Keefe." She said softly.

She got up silently, and walked over to the corner. She looked behind her, taking in his broken ice blue eyes, the color of hot springs or a frozen lake in snow covered mountains.

"Goodbye," She whispered. Then she retreated into the darkness.

Sophie was filled with a new confidence. She knew that she could brave whatever was in the shadows, and she wasn't scared to do it. She was ready.

She kept on hand on the side of the wall as she walked farther into the tunnel. The wall curved in many directions, but Sophie never took her hand off. Even though she did trip over a couple of loose stones.

"Sophie!" The voice was so soft, Sophie wasn't sure that she heard it at all.

Sophie!" The voice called again. This time Sophie was sure that she had heard it. She started to run. What if one of those voices were her parents? Or one of her friends?

"I'm here!" She called back, "It's Sophie!" She started to run faster. She couldn't hear the voice respond. But she didn't care. Her shoulder length blonde hair danced across her face as she ran.

"I'm coming!" She shouted. She saw a faint light up ahead. There. That's where everyone is being kept.

"I'm coming," She whispered. Then she dashed into the dully lit room, not even looking back. And the sight nearly took her breath away.