Okay, since a lot of people were sad to see Sakshi die, here is the alternative I had thought of.
'No this couldn't be happening! Not now that she was safe!'
Before she knew what was happening she found herself on the ground, a big concreteblock on her left foot, wires and dust surrounding her. The only thing she could sense was the pain, the terrible pain shooting up from her leg.
She couldn't move, nor could she move the concrete. She was stuck. She was sure that she wasn't going to make it.
She just hoped that the children were all safe and sound. She couldn't bear the thought of one of them being crushed by the building.
"Sakshi! Sakshi! Kuchh kaho!" There he was, the bane of her existence. 'Akdu marne bhi nahi dega' she thought. She wanted to say his name, but couldn't, a soft painful moan was the only thing that came from her lips.
"You survived!? Bas wahan pe hi rehna! Don't try to move! Sakshi? Abhi tumhe chhurane aa rahe hain, just keep talking to me." Arjun all but screamed in her ear. 'Bloody akdu! Abhi chain se marna to door, lagta hai sys karke maarna chahta hai..'
"Nahi... Dard ho raha hai." she said.
"Oh, you're breathing, ek minute ke liye toh..." Arjun said, he was trying to think of something to say. He had to divert her mind from the pain. Shree had set up a screen, they could see where she was located thanks to her wireless signal. "Miss Publicist if you die on me I swear to God, I will get you back from the dead and kill you myself!"
"Wah kya romantic line hai Arjun." She said.
"Help is on it's way, theak hai na, we can see you on this screen. Main tumhare saath hoon Sakshi, main kahi nahi ja raha."
"Arjun, iss baar dard asli mein ho raha hai, I don't knowke main aur kitna seh sakti hoon, I just want to sleep. Meri dad ka khayal.." before she could finish her sentence he stopped her.
"Behosh mat hona! Sakshi! Kuchh nahi hoga tumhe, the rescue workers are there, they will get you out in no time." Yes he had lied, Arjun Suryakant Rawte had lied, but he couldn't do anything else, he couldn't let her lose hope.
After what seemed like hours the noises of the rescue workers got closer to her, them moving debris here and there made loud noises, it hurt her ears. Also her leg, she could hardly feel it. But she had to survive, she couldn't let them win. Sakshi Anand was strong, she had to live.
Suddenly she saw a tiny ray of light.
The workers quickly moved the debris and took her out of there. The moment they took her out the pain from her leg shot up, making her scream in agony. Someone tried to take the wireless she was clutching in her hands, but she didn't dare to leave it. It was her only connection to him.
"Arjun?" she asked, as if taking his permission, she was feeling lost.
"Tum theak ho na? Don't worry, they will take you to the hospital aur main tumhe udhar hi milta hoon. Main yahi hoon, tumhare saath, I promise you Sakshi, main kahi nahi naa raha."
When she heard him say that she finally let unconsciousness take over her. It was all going to be fine now. Her Akdu had promised her so.
"Bas karo! Tum log usko utha doge!"
"Shut up Specky Sen."
Voices, she knew these voices.
"Sakshi, kya tum apni aankhe khol sakti ho?"
'Yeh kaun hai?' She didn't know whose voice this was so she squeezed her eyes tightly shut, she wasn't going to open them. The voices, the noise, the beeping sound, everything was so loud.
"Kya?" She asked, irritated, because these people had disturbed her sleep. Why couldn't they leave her be? She was hurting to bad to care about decency.
"Sakshi, tumhe pata hai ki tum kahan ho?"
"Arre Liza, hum abhi Breach Candy hospital mein hain. Tujhe itna bhi nahi pata kya?"
"Specky you idiot! Main usko jagane ki koshish kar rahi thi!"
"Sorry."
"Wohi jo Shree ne bola." Sakshi moaned.
"Sakshi, the doctor needs you to open your eyes, tumhara check up karna hai, we have to see what damage has been done."
"I don't need any check up, I just need you all to leave, please." she said, she was feeling to tired to talk even.
"Kya hua miss Publicist, aankhe kyun nahi khol rahi?"
That voice, she had fought death just to keep hearing that voice. She cautiously opened her eyes, she had to obey that voice.
"Arjun?" She whispered.
"Sakshi," he said. And she could hear the smile which wasn't on his lips.
She focused her gaze, looking around the room she saw Sameer holding Ayesh, Shree, Chhotu and Liza still arguing about the fact that he said the Hospital's name, but she had only eyes for him.
There he was, in his khakee police uniform. There was dried sweat, mud and blood on it. His had was bandaged. But she was focusing on his eyes, those eyes, even though he tried to be a poker face, she had always been able to see through him. Thanks to his eyes, she saw through the barrier he had put up. His eyes were on her, behind the hardness she saw care and worry, and then his voice. It had given her strength to survive, when she had given up all hope. He had been there for her, he had saved her again. Maybe not in the physical sense of the word, but in the mental sense. She would've died if he hadn't talked her through it.
He was that tiny ray of light which had come through the debris. It had found the crack and saved her from darkness.

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