After their meeting, Lena and Elias spent several quiet days preparing for the journey to the neutral planet. Supplies were gathered, and Kira worked closely with the survivors to set up defenses in case the council decided to strike before they could leave. Despite the palpable anxiety, there was also a sense of determination in the air. For the first time in a long while, the people of Earth were working together not just for survival, but for a chance at something better.In the evenings, Lena and Elias found solace in each other's company. The weight of the world rested on their shoulders, but in the quiet moments between the chaos, they were reminded of what they were fighting for.One night, as they sat by a small fire, Lena reached for Elias's hand, her fingers gently brushing against his. "I've been thinking," she said softly. "About everything that's happened. How we got here, what it all means. I know this fight isn't over. We're facing something bigger than we've ever known. But I—I don't want to lose you, Elias. I can't imagine doing this without you."Elias turned to her, his expression softening. "You won't have to. We're in this together, Lena. Whatever happens, we'll face it side by side. I wouldn't want it any other way."Lena smiled, the warmth of his words spreading through her. "Thank you. For everything."Elias squeezed her hand gently. "We're just getting started."