Okay this is my first story in English, so I know the spellings and grammar may suck! :) And ofcourse I don't own Gone...

Drake sat behind a rock and stared at the coyotes. Pack Leader tried to keep the others quiet, but it didn't work. They were really nervous and whined all the time. They constantly looked around, although they didn't see Drake. Pack Leader growled and gasped.

A younger coyote walked closely near the rock. Drake smirked. When the coyote passed him, he suddenly hit him with his whip. The coyote whined and tried to escape, but it didn't work…

But the other coyotes already noticed him.

"You there!" Pack Leader growled. "Whip hand not killing coyotes. Darkness not killing coyotes."

Drake stood up. "The Darkness is ill. She… He… needs food. And there's no other food. You guys are very big, fat animals."

"Pack Leader not fat. Pack Leader skinny and beautiful."

"Whatever." Drake rolled his eyes and pinched his whip. The young coyote whined one more time, but suddenly slackened. The coyotes started to whine harder and a few began to run.

"Pack stay!" Pack Leader growled. "Not running. Fighting like brave dogs."

The coyotes didn't listen.

Drake grinned. "I'm not sure if this is enough. Any volunteers?"

"You volunteer." Pack Leader growled and gasped to an older coyote, but it shaked his head.

"You volunteer!" Pack Leader repeated. "Or Whiphand will kill Pack Leader. Or cubs. Far worse. You not important, Stupid One."

"Kill Pack Leader," the other coyote growled.

Ah, seems like the other coyotes can speak too, Drake thought.

"No! Not kill Pack Leader! Kill him!" Pack Leader growled.

"Kill Pack Leader!"

"Kill stupid one!"

"Kill Pack Leader!"

"Kill Stupid One!"

Meanwhile, Drake was killing another old, weak coyote, but Pack Leader didn't notice. Drake grinned and took both death coyotes with him. Then he turned towards Pack Leader and the coyote called Stupid One by Pack Leader.

"You guys really should get a little smarter," Drake said.

Finally, he had their attention.

"You see? Now he killed another one. Because of Pack Leader," Stupid One growled.

Pack Leader gasped at him. "Not important. Pack Leader more important. Pack Leader best, smarted, sexiest coyote in whole world."

"Pack Leader just a stupid dog," Stupid One rebounded.

The two dogs started to fight again and Drake rolled his eyes.

They didn't even notice he was leaving.

"Master?"
Gaia didn't answer. She lay at the ground between a few rocks and didn't move. She shivered.

Drake sat next to her and putted both death coyotes at the ground.

"Master, I brought food," he said.

By hearing the word 'food' Gaia looked up. She stared at the coyotes and tried to say something, but she bursted into coughing.

It didn't sound good, Drake thought.

"I've had to kill a few coyotes for it, but let's be honest, those were just stupid dogs," Drake said. "Pack Leader thinks he's the most sexy coyote in the world. I guess they should be a little smarter."

Gaia sat up a little and took the coyote in front of her. Ze stared at it but didn't eat.

She had been ill for a few days now and it really didn't seem good. Just a human illness, but she had gotten really weak. How were they gonna kill the children in PB now?

"Master, you have to eat," Drake said carefully.

"I don't have to do anything." Her voice sounded weak. She frowned. "I don't feel good."

"I know."
"What if Sam and Caine find me? They will kill me…"

No, not again…. Drake tried to hide his contempt. She looked like a girl. And he hated girls.

"Maybe you should try to sleep," he said."

Gaia nodded and lay down again. She closed her eyes, but couldn't sleep because of the pain.

Drake watched her shivering and coughing for about an half hour. But he constantly felt her pain through his mind.

He couldn't take it anymore. Silently he walked over to her and sat next to her.

"I don't know what's going on, Whiphand," she said. "I can't die this way. I'm the gaiaphage."

"I know." Drake hesistated but carefully took his whiphand around her. She was still shivering and now he shuddered too, because of the weird feeling that came to him. "It's a human illness. But you won't die. It will be over in a few days. You just need some warmth." He sat closer to her. "Does it feel better now?"

Gaia nodded and smiled weakly. She leaned against his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his body. Drake froze for a moment, but then relaxed.

It didn't take long for her to fall asleep. Drake watched her and carefully stroke her hair, confused about his emotions.

"Whiphand?" She said weakly.

"What's it, master?" Drake asked.

"If I've killed all of the people, maybe I'll let you alive."