Rette Mich

As if Bushido's day couldn't get any worse, Tracker was out on an "assignment" specially assigned by the Boss. Not Saki but Saki's superior. He was so high up in the ranks of their organization that neither Tracker nor Bushido had ever seen him.

As Bushido walked past the basement door, he heard a soft voice whispering from it's depths. As he walked closer, he realised that it was someone singing. He smiled. It had to be Bill. Bushido slowly opened the door and stood at the top of the steps, listening to the boy singing.

"Komm und rette mich - Ich verbrenne innerlich. Komm und rette mich - Ich schaff's nicht ohne dich. Komm und rette mich - Rette mich - Rette mich."

"What is that song called?"

Bill jumped at the unexpected voice. He turned and smiled, happy that is was only Bushido, "It's a song I wrote when I was young. It's called Rescue Me."

Bushido was amazed, :"How old where you when you wrote it?"

Bill thought for a moment. "I'm 18 now. I wrote this when I was around 13.

"Wow. That's amazing."

Bill smiled. This was the first time since they'd been locked inside the basement that he'd actually felt safe. He felt like he could really trust Bushido.

Bushido smiled, "Sing me somthing else."

Bill thought for a moment, trying to chose the right song, "Wenn dieser tag der letzte ist
Bitte sag es mir noch nicht. Wenn das das ende für uns ist. Sag's nich'- Noch nich'"

"What about that one? What's it called?"

Bill laughed. He was enjoying himself for the first time in a while, "It's called Final Day. I wrote it a few years ago."

Bushido was in awe. He'd never really heard the boy's band but now he knew why they were so sucessful. He thought Bill's voice was amazing. "I bet you miss performing don't you?"

Bill nodded sadly, "Ja. It was our life. We were the most happy when we were on stage," he glanced over at Georg, "Especially Georg."

"Why him in particular?"

"Well for a while he was pretty depressed and touring was the only thing that would make him happy. He was so.....relaxed. I wrote a song for him but he doesn't know it's about him. It's called Spring Nicht. It means Don't Jump."

Bushido was stunned. He looked over at Georg's sleeping form. The boy seemed so relaxed given the situation he was put in. Bushido noticed some faint scars on the boy's arms and he finally understood. "Bill listen to me."

Bill's head lifted as he looked expectantly into Bushido's eyes.

"I want you to know that I will do whatever it takes to get you out of here and so will Tracker. But we can't do that without your help. All of you."

Bill nodded, his eyes shining with excitment. He couldn't wait to tell the others about the plans. They could possibly be going home.