Can we all stop on the fact I received 27 reviews for the first chapter and I really want to hug and kiss every single person who reviewed and tweeted or just read. Each day I got more and more feedback and it just made me write faster just because you made me believe I could do it. Really from the bottom of my heart I'm thanking you. It feels amazing!
So, as promised here's part 2 (did I tell you I was continuing this story?Well, I do), with a lot of happy Finchel because I know you need it ahah.
As always, thank you to my beta firewifesara, she's truly the best.
Enjoy!
vii.
The sun was rising and Finn was trying to wake up Rachel so they could start their journey. She opened her eyes slowly and smiled at him. She stretched her arms above her head happy to see his face first thing in the morning. As usual, Finn gave her just enough time to get ready before they were to leave. Quickly, she packed her small bag with water, bananas, and a blanket for the nights. She knew she wasn't going to be sleeping inside the relative protection of a tent and that she would be sleeping under the stars instead. She really hoped that the nights weren't going to be too cold. Finn still hadn't said much to her and she was starting to realize that it wasn't her; he was just not used to talking much, like most of the people of the tribe. They were all closed off, only living day to day with no imperative.
Rachel really enjoyed the peacefulness of the wilderness; there were no pressures and no demands on her time. It gave her time to think about her life and the things she had accomplished. Ten years ago she was hoping to be a famous actress who would be living comfortably thanks to her talent. She wasn't a young girl anymore; she was an adult who had realized her biggest dreams. Even though Rachel was currently taking a break from the life she had made for herself, she felt generally content with it at the moment; the only thing she felt was missing from her life, was love. Of course, she had people she cared about in her life, but nobody that she felt she could spend her life with. It usually didn't bother her; she had just never felt the feeling of butterflies in her stomach, like what is talked about in movies and books. Soon enough, her thoughts were drifting to Finn. Rachel was intrigued by him. She felt lucky to be able to spend time with him, when usually the roles were reversed and people felt lucky to be with her, even asking for her autograph. It made her remember this one time, when a man after one of her show had asked her to marry him in front of a hundred of people, a question which had made her laugh a little, happy to see that she had, at least, a charisma too and she could be pretty for someone.
"It seems like you're in deep thought." Finn said, tearing her away from her thoughts.
"I am, indeed" She admitted. She wanted to be close to him so she sped up so that she was walking beside him, close enough to feel the heat radiating from his body. Her mind was telling her to take his hand in hers, but she feared it would be weird for him and for her too. Why the hell would she want to take the hand of a man she barely knew? She shook her head, irritated with herself.
"Can I ask you what you were thinking?" He asked, still looking in front of him.
"My life back in New York" she answered simply wondering why he wanted to know what she was thinking. It was new.
"How is it, over there?" he asked again. He seemed really interested which pleased Rachel. Maybe he was beginning to care about her a little.
"Well, it's different from here. There are a lot of people everywhere, and you are never alone. You can hear the sound of traffic all of the time; day or night. Many talented people go there to realize their dreams and the only real piece of nature is a park, Central Park." Finn nodded his head, indicating for her to go on. "I like it there, it's where I belong I think. Every dream I have had has been realized in New York, and my best friends are with me, so I couldn't ask for much more. I always dream big, and I can't see myself going anywhere else in the future, but you never know, that could change." She explained, happy to share a small part of her life with him.
"I know the feeling" he commented.
"I figured. I can totally imagine you walking down Times Square scared that you might push someone and not knowing what to do with yourself at all." laughed Rachel. She was also imagining him in New York, asking her about everything he was seeing.
Finn laughed with her for the first time. "Well, it would be fun, I think" he said.
Wow, he had a really beautiful laugh. It fit him and his personality. Seriously, what had happened to him during the night?
The moment shared between the two was playing in her head as they continued walking. Rachel suddenly stopped, stunned by a magnificent lake in front of her. It was quite large; the water was as blue as the sky on a sunny day and so clear that you could see fish swimming beneath the surface. The beauty of the lake took Rachel's breath away; she couldn't believe she was witnessing the beauty in front of her. She kneeled next to it and gently caressed the water with her hand.
"Finn, look how beautiful it is!" Rachel exclaimed, amazed.
"I see, Rachel, I see" Finn said, but he wasn't looking at the lake, he was looking at her.
Rachel noticed and her face turned an interesting shade of red. She knew he stared sometimes, but he was usually more subtle about it. This time, however, he was staring at her without shame. Wanting to ease some of the tension, Rachel jumped into the lake. She was immediately cooled by the water that was also cleaning her after a week without a shower. It felt so good that she moaned in pleasure. She swam in the water a little, and soon looked at Finn, still on the bank. He was watching her with his mouth agape like she was doing something great.
"Why are you looking at me like that…?" Rachel muttered, scared she was doing something wrong.
"How do you do that?" He asked. She shook her head, unsure of what he was asking. "Floating in the water like that, without your feet touching the ground. Are you moving your feet like a fish?"
She couldn't help it, she laughed a little before joining him on the bank. "I'm swimming, Finn. You never learned how?" She knew he obviously hadn't, but he confirmed it with a shake of his head.
She tried not to be so shocked. Well, at least there was something she could teach him, for a change. "Come on, I'll show you"
Surprisingly, he jumped up and walked into the water. He was so tall, he was able to make it to where she was floating with his feet still touching the bottom. He stood near her, the water almost to his armpits, and waited her instruction.
"Okay so first, you're going to stay standing while you move your arms. You alternate the movement of your arms, almost as if you were giving the water a hug- just keep your arms rotating, okay?" he nodded like a good student who was deep in thought, clearly trying to visualize her directions. "Do the same with your legs and you'll realize that you're keeping yourself afloat. Go on, try, I'll be here to catch you if you're drowning." Rachel smiled as Finn began trying to swim using her instructions. When he failed miserably, he cursed quietly, clearly mad at himself for failing. "Finn, it's normal. Most people can't swim the first time they try. You have to practice some more, then it will be just as easy as walking. Don't worry ans believe me." She knew he needed reassurance, since, as a leader, he must not be used to failing. She put her hand on his chest to help him keep his head above the water while he was floating and working his arms and legs. His gaze was determined, creating a wrinkle on his forehead; something Rachel found cute. She took advantage of the closeness, enjoying the feeling of touching his chest. Being close to him made her feel good in an inexplicable kind of way.
Several minutes later he was still trying. He had begun to learn how to swim and Rachel was hardly even helping him anymore. She removed her hand and let him try on his own. He immediately began to swim away from her. Because of her, he was doing it! Rachel clapped her hands "Awesome Finn! You're swimming, see" She must have startled him, because he turned to see her and a wave hit him in the face, causing him to inhale water into his nose. He was too far away from the bank and he couldn't reach the bottom. Rachel feared he may be drowning and didn't think twice before swimming rapidly toward him. She took him by the arm, pulling him to where he could reach the bottom of the lake. He planted his feet and took in a needed breath, accidentally pushing Rachel under the water. She still couldn't reach the bottom and took in a small amount of water. Rachel surfaced and coughed, grabbing Finn by the neck so he could carry her so she wouldn't fall again.
"I think we're done for the day" She declared, still catching her breath and she quickly realized the position she had put herself in. Her hands were around his neck, her chest pressed against his, with her legs wrapped around his waist. She had no idea how she could handle being this close to him and how she ended up this way either.
Finn still hadn't said a word and she slowly raised her head to face him. She looked at him, shocked at what she saw. His features were soft and he was looking directly in her eyes. They had never been so close to each other. And who was she to lose such an opportunity? She was now using it to admire his amber eyes and dimples. Wanting more, she took a risk and touched his left cheek, first touching his dimples then his nose. Her fingers, seemingly on their own, traced his lips. They were perfect; every single part of him was perfect. She noticed that his breathing had sped up, or maybe it was just hers. She studied him again and felt his grip tighten on her waist. Maybe this was affecting him too.
In a hesitant and hushed voice, he asked "Can I try something?"
Right now; in this situation Rachel's response would be: do anything you want, like really, anything. I'm your slave but deciding against it, and fascinated by what he would want to try, she just nodded.
When he leaned closer to her until their lips brushed, she stopped breathing. He didn't close his eyes nor she did, but when he did it again she pulled lightly on his neck to kiss him more fully on the lips. They both closed their eyes and kissed slowly and passionately, like a normal first kiss. Rachel took control of the kiss, forgetting for a moment that she was finally kissing Finn, to fully enjoy the moment. She nipped a little at his bottom lip before tracing his upper lip with her tongue, Finn allowed it then did the exact same thing to her, causing her to smile in their kiss. He pulled away first but unlike the first time they had been close, he didn't runaway, instead, he kept her closer with a mysterious smile on his lips. It's when she started to breathe again.
"That's the first time I have ever done that." He started
"I'm glad I was your first." And she was. She felt like she had just come home, when she was in reality miles away from her home.
viii.
The next three days passed quickly and the majority of them were spent walking, seeking food, and sometimes even talking. Finn even did some hunting. Rachel spent a lot of time watching him and trying to understand how he worked, but, truthfully, most of her days were busy replaying in her mind their kiss. They never kissed again, but she felt that they had grown closer. Sometimes Finn would put his hand on her back to help her pass a big tree or something, and he wasn't doing those kinds of things before. God knew she wanted more, she desperately wanted him to kiss her again, but she didn't want to push him. More importantly, she'd like to know what was going on in his head. She wanted to know what he was feeling and more specifically, what he was thinking about her. Maybe this was just an experience for him, but she needed to know the answer. Although Rachel wasn't sure she knew what real love felt like, she felt something for Finn. She wanted to know how he felt.
Right now, however, Finn had hopes that he could teach Rachel how to hunt animals so that they could eat tonight. Rachel didn't have the guts to tell him that she cared too much about animals to even think about hurting them, so she kept her mouth closed and didn't say a word. She followed behind him quietly in the forest while he was pointing his arrow waiting for a target. "Stop moving" he ordered and she complied. She perked up her ear to hear if there was movement, but only heard the tree leaves rustling. Finn was staring intently, in a mission. The seriousness of his features made her chuckle. Then, he took one step and pulled back on the arrow then let it go.
"Huuuuh" Rachel jumped, covering her eyes.
Finn approached where his arrow had landed "It's fine, it's not dead" he said, bending down to pick up a wounded rabbit. He handed it over to Rachel and she held it close to her chest, caressing the animal. As Finn had said, it was only wounded.
"You're so cute baby. It's okay now." Rachel always loved speaking to animals. She secretly wished to own a dog as soon as she had enough time to take care of it. "Finn, isn't he cute? I'm sure it's a boy."
When she looked up, she saw him staring at her intently. He shook his head and gave her a stick. "Hit it behind his neck to kill him, now." His tone had no feeling and was harsh.
It hurt Rachel when he acted this way; either with her or with other people. She took the stick reluctantly and breathed deeply, she knew he was watching her every move. "Okay, I'm sorry sweetie, but we need to eat tonight, so forgive me" She was scared as hell, and was already feeling guilty for what she was about to do. She tightened her hold on the rabbit and posed the stick on the rabbit's neck. She counted to three in her head. One… Two… Three… "RUUUUUN!" she screamed while dropping the rabbit. She ran after him, hoping to scare him away. When the injured rabbit got away, Rachel was happy and smiled proudly while clapping her hands, ready to be scolded by Finn. She didn't regret what she did, she just didn't kill animals. She turned and walked towards Finn, her head held high. What she hadn't expected was to see him smirking at her, especially after she had permit their meal to run away. "What? You're not mad?" she asked, quite surprised.
He shrugged, walking over to her and taking the stick. "I knew you wouldn't do it, I just wanted to see you try" he smiled at her again. He pushed her hair out of her eyes gently, making her go jelly in the legs.
"You're breathtaking when you let your guard down, Finn" she confessed. The words had escaped her mouth. Had she seriously just said that to him? But she didn't feel ashamed of admitting it, it was the truth. She wanted him to know he was special in her eyes.
"What does that mean?" he asked shyly, still close to her.
"It means you're beautiful and it makes me want to kiss you" She dared, a mischievous gaze on her face.
Finn grinned at her. "Well, maybe we can kiss again then."
Finally they were talking about kissing, at least she was. She didn't know if she would have the chance to kiss him again after this, so she decided to take her time. She rose and her tip toes to be at his level and kissed him on the cheek first, then traveled her lips to his mouth, ready to taste him after three long days of dreaming about it. He pulled her closer, like if he had been doing it all his life. He pressed his chest to hers, one hand on her back while the other was slowly making his way up her arm, then past her neck to finally rest on her cheek. She breathed deeply into the kiss and pushed against his lips, ready to feel his tongue against hers. Mesmerized and feeling cherished for the first time in her life, she put her hand over his on her cheek and squeezed it. When they eventually broke apart for air, they stared at each other dumbly. Well, she stared at him dumbly as she watched him studying her face; you could see he was focused on something by the way his forehead winkled.
"Finn, you think way too much"
Feeling bold, she wrapped her arms around his waist, and rested her chin on his chest. He was so strong it was crazy; he was as hard as a stone yet his skin was as soft as a new born.
"This is different from what I'm used to. I feel different and I don't know if it's good Rachel." He didn't let go of her and she was at a loss of words. She knew it was a lot for him to take in; as he said, this was something new for him.
"Finn… Close your eyes a second please" He complied almost immediately. Once she was sure he had his eyes closed, she unclasped her arms from around his body. "Just feel" she instructed. She roamed her hands over his chest, discovering him more intimately. Both her hands were moving the same on each side of his body, and as she massaged his pectoral muscles she was watching his reaction. He seemed to relax a little, so she moved to treat his abs the same way. She finished by leaning over his chest and placing a kiss first, on his left pec, then the right. When she started moving her head to kiss his neck, he took in a deep breath and gripped her waist. He bent down to capture her lips in a heated kiss she didn't know he had in him. Rachel moaned in pleasure loving that he let himself be so free with her. She hoped this would be the beginning and that he would open himself to her even more. She was the first one to break the kiss this time.
"Come we have to find some fruit to eat." She said, giddy.
She walked away from him, knowing full well that he had noticed she was the one telling him what to do. Usually, it was him who was giving orders, but this time it was her. He didn't seem to mind and smiled as he followed her. She knew he would. They were starting to know each other which was easy when you were spending almost every hour of your day with the same person.
They were sitting and eating a little while later, and Rachel was astounded by the sunset in front of her. It was beautiful; she wondered if anyone else was able to see this kind of color or if was only for her and Finn. Mixed with the clouds was a mixture of orange, purple, blue and red, it was surreal to believe she was witnessing this once again.
"I guess you're so surprised because you're not used to seeing such beauty" Finn declared, startling her as he ate an apple they had found earlier.
"You're right. Where I live, we barely see stars anymore or if we do, we simply don't take time to watch them. It's why I like being here. I am doing a lot of things I didn't do before. It's enjoyable, being here." She confessed. "Thank you"
"Why are you thanking me?" He asked.
"I know I must be a burden for you, but thank you anyway to allow me to live with you like this." She really wanted him to know that it meant a lot to her and that she sure has hell wasn't taking it for granted. She had been blessed in her life and now, even more so.
Finn looked a little taken aback by her confession. "You're welcome" he told her, his gaze piercing.
They ate in silence after that, both too deep in their own thoughts to acknowledge the presence of the other. Finn thought his mind was going to explode at one point, not knowing how to handle the change that the petite brunette from America had brought into his life. His forehead furrowed when he replayed their kiss; she was like a magnet for him and he didn't understand why he needed to be next to her. He kept himself close enough to her so he could touch her any time and if he wasn't touching her, at least he was staring at her. She had bewitched him in a way and he didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing. He thought that it could be good, maybe because it made him feel awesome; he was completely at ease when he was kissing her. He also thought that it could be a bad thing because she wasn't a part of his world and knew nothing about him. She was letting him the time to process the changes, and he was grateful to her for that. He couldn't let what she called feelings get in the way of protecting his tribe. He wondered if he was drawn to her because she was the first person he saw that was like him. He knew it was a part of the reason, but he wanted to hide the painful memory deep down.
"I was wondering, Finn." He looked up at her, pulled from his thoughts. "I never saw the master of your tribe, but Paulo told me he was really important".
Oh you have no idea how important he is, Rachel. He thought to himself. Casually, trying not to make a big deal of her interest in the master he answered "He is, and you saw him already. He doesn't make himself known to strangers as he is a pillar of the tribe and possess a lot of power" he explained.
She nodded her head in understanding. "What kind of power?"
Damn her and her curiosity. Despite it, Finn chuckled, finding her interest in almost everything cute. "Well, he can do and say anything he wants and people will do it and have no choice. He can even have members of the tribe ordered killed and our people will have to do it, because the master said so. See what I mean?" Her wide eyes made him believe that she understood.
"I'm lucky he didn't do such a thing because of what happened the other day. It would have caused a lot of sadness for my friends and family back in New York." She commented. She was trying not to imagine her death. She knew Kurt would find a way to tell her 'I told you so' even after her death and it brightened her mood instantly. Naturally, she leaned a little to be able to exchange a kiss with Finn and couldn't help but ask "Would you let the master do that to me?" She needed to know how he was feeling.
Instead of answering, Finn shrugged his shoulders and stood up, preparing himself to sleep. Rachel was left hanging once again. Knowing that this was unknown territory for him, she didn't let the anger she felt get the best of her. She finished her 'meal' and went to ready herself for sleep at opposite of Finn. She rolled herself into a ball to stay warm, but in a way, it felt a little bit weird to be so far away from him, especially after being so close to him the past few days. It felt wrong. She hoped to fall asleep quickly, but after counting three hundred Mississippi and singing Don't Rain on My Parade in her head ten times she still hadn't found the sleep she longed for. The space between her and Finn was making her uncomfortable. She pushed aside the fear of being pushed away by him, knowing that deep inside he felt at least a little something for her, and quietly stood up, walking to where he was lying.
"Finn, I can't sleep. Do you mind if I join you." She whispered in the dark.
He seemed to be weighing the pros and the cons, as he didn't answer right away. She decided that he wasn't going to answer her and she turned away and began to walk to her previous place on the ground. Her disappointment turned to joy when she heard a soft "Come here"
She kneeled next to him, trying to see his face in the dark, and reached for him. She rested a hand on his chest to help guide herself into position next to him. She felt his arms make their way around her waist, the action startling her at first, then he pulled her close so that her back was again his chest. He was warm and she fitted perfectly against him. Rachel was molding every part of Finn's body and they were both well aware of each other closeness, it was crazy how perfect she felt at this moment. She didn't know if it was part of a dream or if it was real, but she felt a kiss being pressed against her hair as she drifted off into the unconsciousness of sleep.
ix.
She felt well rested the next morning when she awoke and was glad she had spent the night in the arms of Finn. Who was she kidding? She felt like a teenager sleeping in the arms of her Prince charming. Yes, she was feeling this way. She decided that today she was going to ask him a little more about his feelings. They had kissed a few times and even though she tried to be understanding and let him go at his own pace, she desperately wanted to know more about him. She had never felt so strongly about someone she barely knew in such a short period of time. Rachel was the kind of person that went after what she wanted and now, she wanted to know Finn better. She wanted to be more for him too, after all, she could still be someone for him. She was a smart woman and she knew she wouldn't be spending the rest of her life here, meaning that she was taking a risk being this close to Finn, but her mind was going crazy every time he would look at or touch her. It might be less new for her than it was for him, but the intense feelings she felt toward him were as new to her as they were to him.
She sat up to look for Finn and when she didn't see him, she stood up quickly. She was a little scared to be left alone in the immensity of this forest. She relaxed quickly when she noticed him in the lake a few feet away from where they had been sleeping. She walked over to the bank and sat on the edge letting her feet dangle in the warm water. She smiled proudly as she watched Finn swim in front of her. He had improved a lot and was now as good of a swimmer as she was, even if he was still making that adorable face every time he took water in through his nose. She watched him for a while until he finally noticed her and stopped swimming to look at her.
"Hey Rachel, did you sleep well?" he asked her casually while swimming to be in front of her.
When he did little things like ask her if she had slept well, she thought that maybe it was a habit she could get used to. He stood in front of her almost awkwardly, a position he probably had never been in. Damn, he's cute… To help, she offered her hand to him so he could take it. It pleased her to see that he didn't hesitate before taking her hand and greeting her with a small smile.
"Wonderfully, thanks to you." She said. She pulled him close to her without letting his hand go; instead she laced their fingers together.
They were the same size while she was sitting on the bank and he was in the water, so she moved closer to him and placed a little peck on his lips. Noticing that he didn't push her away, she opened her legs so that he could stand closer to her and she encircled her arms around his neck, ready to kiss him more deeply. She felt his hands move to rest on her waist softly; she knew that he had never touched a woman this way before and for that she was feeling content. He was still so pure. Their closeness was making her so hot that she bite his upper lip before soothing it with her tongue.
Finn groaned a little at her action and tightened his hold on her waist as he kissed her neck for the time. He didn't know why he wanted to kiss her neck, but he loved doing it and Rachel seemed to like it, evident by her pushing his head against her neck harder. His body reacted in a weird way. His lower part was throbbing almost painfully, yet it brought him a sort of pleasure he had never felt. He pulled himself closer so that their bodies were touching as much as possible then he went back to kissing her on the lips. He parted her lips with his tongue and explored her mouth, savoring her taste and the heat it provided, while her hands trailed to caress his back. When she whimpered, he pulled away a little and looked at his loin cloth between them. The prominent hard on he had could easily be seen by both of them.
"I'm sorry… I didn't mean for that to happen" he apologized hoping he hadn't offended her.
She laughed lightly "It's okay, I know you can't control it Finn" she assured him. Little did he know that Rachel felt proud that her body was able to have such an effect on him.
He smiled at her, pecked her lips once and got out of the water. Without thinking, Rachel caressed her lips with her hand and wondered if, from now on, Finn would kiss her just because he wanted to. She certainly hoped so. Shaking her head to leave her trail of thought, she excitedly followed him "What are the plans for today?"
"As usual, walking. Does that make you happy?" he teased her.
She shrugged. She wanted to do new things, but she wasn't the one who decided and after all she would be with Finn, so it couldn't be that bad, right?
He gathered all of his belongings – a knife, a rope and an arc – and waited for her next to a tree. She gathered her things into her bag and threw it over her shoulder. She walked to where he was waiting and they once again started walking.
She was in a good mood and felt like talking so she approached Finn, when they were close enough to each other that their arms brushed against each other, she started. "Finn, am I the first girl you have spent a lot of time with, or was there another?" she admittedly wasn't starting with a light subject, but he wasn't a teenager – obviously- and should be able to handle a mature conversation with her.
He looked at her skeptically and sighed. "You really are curious about everything" he stated. He liked that she was so interested in everything, it was an admirable quality that he was getting used to. Finn was getting used to her. Even to him, it felt wrong yet right as she was Rachel, the one occupying his thought most of the time now.
"I try to care about people in my life, you know" she teased.
"I'm sure of it" he chuckled.
"So…?" She wasn't going to let him try to avoid the question; she just wouldn't let him do so.
"You're the first girl I have kissed. We don't kiss. I guess it answers your question."
" If you don't kiss, how do you make babies then?" She asked, immediately wanting to slap her own forehead. That was a stupid question. But, his laughter was worth it. He was becoming more and more carefree around her, and he was even more beautiful when he let his guards down.
"I don't think you need to kiss to make babies, Rachel"
"So you basically just fuck" She tried to imagine her and her future husband not loving each other, but she quickly tried to erase the image. She didn't like it.
"Basically, yes" to him it sounded normal, it was how he was raised.
"Must be fun to be a wife in your tribe" she mocked. He didn't pay attention to her sarcasm. "Anyway, I'm happy to be your first and I'll be gladly the next" she hinted, amused. She was left almost speechless when he took her hand and laced their fingers together again. Her hand was so tiny in his and she secretly loved the difference. He brought her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles. "You're a natural Finn, you seem like you have already had a girlfriend" Rachel admitted.
"It's you that makes me act this way, I think. Believe me, I have never done this before but my mind is telling me to and it makes me feel good…"
The fact that he was trying to explain what he was thinking and feeling made Rachel dizzy. She knew he would find a way with words in the end. She wound her arm around his bicep and kissed it to show him she was grateful that he was talking to her. They had already come a long way since her first day, when he was just ordering her around and making her feel weak and like a child. "Don't restrain yourself with me Finn. I like you" Really really like you… She thought. She didn't say it out loud; it made it too real even to herself.
"I'll try." He watched her intensely and opened his mouth to start again, but his attention was redirected to the sound of branches breaking nearby.
Rachel, paralyzed by fear, stopped moving and closed her eyes hoping it was just a nice animal. But when she felt Finn grabbing her by the arm and pulling her behind him, she understood it wasn't what she hoped for. The force of his hold making her wanting to scream but she restrained herself by biting her lip. Seconds later, she hadn't felt Finn move, so she dared to open her eyes. The first thing she noticed was that Finn had his knees bent like a lion ready to jump on its prey. The second thing she noticed was the group of people encircling them; they each had a spear in their hands. What scared Rachel the most was the fact that the spears were all being pointed at her and Finn, and she definitely did not like the murderous look in their eyes. For the second time since she landed here, she sighed dramatically and said to herself: We're screwed.
Yes, I know I really love cliffhanger.
I hope I didn't disapointed you with this second part...
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