AN: hey...sorry I took so long to post, I had horrible writers block and the past week sucked here due to snow, snow and other reasons. Trigger warning for kidnapping And car crash here. Let me know what you think :)

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Chapter 2

"Well that's an interesting development."

Carol turned from her day dream staring out the window of the plane as it started to lift off. Turning towards Andrea she smiled "What's an interesting development?" She asked.

"You, and the Army Ranger, I've known you for eight years Carol, you've never even looked at a man with a passing interest, and suddenly in three days you have a gorgeous man wrapped around your finger." Andrea said with a grin, settling into her seat.

Carol blushed thinking about the previous night. She should be tired, and physically she was she thought with a smirk, but this was the best she'd felt in her life.

Daryl had surprised her with his intensity, with his determination to make the most out of their night. He been relentless, waking her several times throughout the night. She hadn't expected him to be so, dominating, in such complete control. He seemed to know exactly what she wanted, what she needed and wanted to give it to her. She'd had the feeling last night he would have given her the world if she only asked.

He liked to be in control, and although they had pretty much tried every position possible, he always seemed to come back to him on top. He seemed to want to get as close as possible to her in that position, hold her as tight as he could. It struck Carol as extremely intimate, with his weight on top of her, him clutching her to him, his face a whispered breath from hers, as his eyes bored down into her, and he moved inside of her.

He would talk, or whisper things in her ear, that made her crazy, made her melt like ice in the spring. She hadn't dreamed after the past three days he would like to talk during sex and fill her mind with vivid images, she hadn't dreamed she would like it.

It had been a long time, years since she been with anyone. Her senior year in high school.

She'd grown up with her grandmother. Her father had taken off, when she was young, she had no idea where he was, her mother had committed suicide, but she loved her life with her grandmother. Young at heart, her gram had made sure that she grew up happy, gram's house was peaceful and comforting. Her grandfather hadn't been a rich man, but had been smart, when he had died Gram had been left well off. Carol hadn't wanted for anything.

She'd met Ed her senior year. She'd been swept off her feet by his charm, by his charisma. Ignoring her gram's dislike of him. Her head had been floating in the clouds, she'd ignored all the signs. She'd plunged head first into a relationship the way she did all things.

She'd started to have her doubts about Ed, but she'd been to stubborn to admit her mistake. Ed was controlling, wanting to isolate her from her friends, whispering in her ear things to make her doubt her Gram's love. She was a burden he would tell her, no grandparent would want to be burdened with a child to raise. She hadn't seen the truth until it was to late.

They were at a party and he was drunk, she hadn't realized how drunk he was, until they had gotten in the car to drive home. Until she told him her news. Pre med...she had been accepted; her dream come true.

He had been livid, enraged..the school had been across the country, and she hadn't consulted him. He started racing through red lights, faster and faster. Talking non sense about how they would always be together. She saw it almost too late, the truck coming towards them. She grabbed the wheel from Ed and pulled hard, and the car had spun, rolling and flipped onto it's side. She'd blacked out and woke up to Ed's face, his busted and bruised and bleeding face...dead.

The months recovering couldn't heal her soul, her heart. She'd grabbed the wheel, she had been responsible.

Her Gram had argued with her that it was Ed's fault, for speeding, for being reckless. For driving drunk, but she knew the truth, she'd taken a life.

Her scholarship disappeared, Gram had offered to pay for school but she couldn't do that to her. She'd found her calling in nursing school.

A job fair, different health companies vying for fresh young employees..she'd gravitated towards the booth for the Red Cross. The pay, and benefits sucked. She'd be volunteering most of her time, but it has resonated with her need...to make amends.

She'd met Andrea on her first assignment in Thailand. A brand new doctor, the two had bonded because it was their first mission. They'd been on the same team ever since.

There was no mission they would say no to, nothing that they deemed to risky. She knew Andrea was running from her own demons, they never spoke of it. The past was left in the past, but even so Andrea was the best friend she'd ever had, they could depend on each other for anything.

She hadn't told Andrea the Gram had begged her not to re list for another year. She was older, she couldn't take the worry she said. Her gram would probably outlive her, war zones and all but she couldn't help but feel the guilt, for worrying her, for making her suffer. She couldn't bear the guilt of worrying her, should anything happen.

Daryl was an unexpected complication, one that she hadn't expected. She'd noticed him right away and the intense way he held her gaze. She had the impression of still waters running deep. Of someone able to understand her past, her pain. The weight on her shoulders.

When they danced she'd been struck by the sweet way he held her, to the ridiculous song. She couldn't hold back her giggles and his eyes when he had looked down at her had been adoring, it had made her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. She found herself asking him to leave with her before she realized it was out of her mouth.

She wasn't sure what he would expect after that, but he seemed just happy to spend time with her. They had walked all night. She'd almost been giddy when he slipped his hand into hers, intertwining their fingers.

When he'd walked her back to her room, sometime that next morning she had been about to invite him in when he'd backed into the door, his lips brushing over hers.

He'd been gentle at first as his tongue had probed her mouth. Then more insistent, gripping her waist tightly, as the kiss deepened. Before breaking apart panting his forehead pressed to hers his fingertips brushing her hair behind her ears.

He whispered that he would be back in the morning and then he was gone, leaving her standing by her door in a lust filled daze.

She hadn't been surprised to get his knock the next morning, or his lazy chuckle at her disheveled appearance when she opened the door. She had been surprised at the kiss he had greeted her with and the way his hands had traveled up under the loose t shirt she had slept in, splaying out over her skin. He'd growled a little murmur into her neck then said he would wait for her in the hotel lobby.

The next two days had made her unbalanced, wanting. Needing for the first time in her life. She'd had sex a handful if times with Ed and it had been boring and unpleasant to state it mildly. She simply hadn't met anyone that she wanted to put herself out there for...not until Daryl.

So she'd been bold last night, brave. Taken what she wanted and she hadn't been disappointed. That possessive gleam she'd seen in his eye the last three days had only increased tenfold this morning. She had the feeling that he was trying to say in every way possible but with words that she was his. For the first time in a long time, that didn't scare her...she was willing to try. Hopefully there wasn't any complications thrown their way.

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She was tired now, the flight had been long, and she never slept well when she was travelling.

She dozed lightly her head against the window as they drove through the countryside, it nighttime impossible really to see the sites, the pitch black darkness was eerie, unsettling.

She saw the lights, appear behind them, as though out of nowhere. It took her a second to realize that whomever was following them must have had their lights off. She heard the driver and the clinic employee Karen whom had met them at the airport start to talk and become very anxious, glancing continually in the rear view mirror.

Andrea looked to her in concern, she and Carol knew that this was not good, but Carol knew she was staying calm, for Leslie, and Lisa's benefit. They were new...first time heading out, and scared.

"Maybe it's just locals" Andrea said quietly to her, but somehow her voice didn't seem convincing.

They realized there were two vehicles, when they pulled out on either side of the jeep they were travelling in.

"They are trying to force us off the road." Leslie said letting an edge of hysteria bubble up into her voice.

Carol felt a dread run down her spine "shouldn't we pull over? Would it not be better to co-operate?" She asked the driver.

The driver shook his head no and speed up, fish tailing widely as one of the vehicles bumped theirs. They were going to fast, the road was uneven, the driver lost control. She had a horrible sense of déjà vu as the jeep, rolled in the air, crashing down into the ground, before she blacked out.