"Bass!" Charlie gasped, "Please slow down, we have been running god knows how long, I'm in agony with my side, I need to stop!"

Monroe stopped and turned to her, "If we stop now there is a chance they will catch up with us, I cant see you shot at again!"

Charlie's faced changed, he was different somehow, there had been many a time he had saved her, protected her, Why?, was always a question that had loomed in her head, for forgiveness? To prove something? She had made sure she kept stone cold to anything he had done for her, for her brothers sake, but she had to admit she was softening to him.

No! She thought, To much thinking, she shook herself out of it and turned to Monroe.
"Cant we just find somewhere here and see if they come, we may have lost them!" she breathed.

He glanced at her knowing she was in pain, but he couldn't risk it "Nope, come on I can hear running water, we can lose them there easier!"

Charlie knew he was right, but she was in so much pain, the fact that they were handcuffed together didn't help the situation.

"OK" she conceded.

They ran further until they saw the source of the running water.

"YOU HAVE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!" Charlie yelled.

The waterfall had a good 80ft drop, it may have been less, but the prospect of jumping it made it worse.

Monroe said nothing, he just stood gaping for breath looking around for any other option. Knowing there wasn't one.
Gunshots rung out in the forest behind them.

"Charlie we have to do this, they're not likely to follow us" Monroe assured.

"I'm not surprised!, Bass, we are handcuffed together what happens if you go under? i'll be dragged down with you!" Charlie questioned.

"OK, we will hold on to one another all he way down, with a deep breath we will come to the surface, we just need to remain close, so we don't get thrashed about down there, just don't let go of me ok?" He asked.

Charlie had no time to even consider what that could do to her mind right now, as the yelling of men was getting closer to them.

By the time she had turned to face Monroe, he grabbed her and jumped, she closed her eyes and held her breath.

The water was ice cold around them, they kicked to the surface too cold to speak,with her wound and the cold water Charlie became weak, Monroe pulled her to the side of the pool behind a rock to see if anyone had seen them, as he turned to Charlie she was nearly blue with cold.
Seeing no one had seen them, he picked Charlie up and took off into the woods to find shelter and somewhere to set up camp. He needed to get the Girl warm and dry and assess that wound.

He stared at her sleeping, so delicate and quiet. What was she doing to him? The then General of the Militia, a man who couldn't be touched, who trained himself not to feel. He felt a pinch in his soul that made his heart beat deep. All he could think of was protecting her, Did he feel for her? He had the same feeling the day he was to be put to death, knowing he would never see her again, wishing he had said all those things he wanted to say to her everyday whilst traveling to Willoughby!
Did he have his chance now, a chance to look a fool? to make him seem weak? she hated him for everything he had done to her and her family, why would she even consider him? These were the reasons he never said anything before, he had been given a second chance, and however foolish he may think he would sound he had to say how he felt, or show it!