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Chapter Four:

Evan's POV

Holy hell she was scary and not much scared him. After the instance with Kavanagh getting a mud bath and stalking off like a wounded puppy, he watched as she carefully lay down and almost instantly fell asleep. At least he thought she was asleep. She had had a rough couple of days and was probably going on very little sleep but he had learned he really didn't want to be on her bad side. He needed to get her out of her for all of their sakes. He wasn't sure if Kavanagh would even make it out alive the way he was going. He smiled a little at the thought of the doctor going toe to toe with the red haired little spit fire. Reed had been right to put his money on her.

He gave his men standing orders on who was standing watch first and who would be scouting the outlining area. He then approached her sleeping form to see if she was okay and noticed her shivering in the cooling night air. True they were in a jungle and it was indeed warm, she was soaking wet and had been covered in mud and the temperature had dropped rather quickly. So he took off his jacket and gently laid it over her sleeping form. He resisted the urge to brush a wet strand of hair away from his face instead focusing on pulling his jacket up around her shoulders. He was beginning to regret his attachment to her but had an over whelming sense and need to protect her. This was never a good thing considering how dangerous his job was. Still he had always been drawn to her, her fiery personality and tenacity.

"Sir, the perimeter is secure." Reed said coming up behind him. Lorne turned around to face his young team member and gave him a nod.

"All right then, why don't you take the first watch then." Reed nodded his head in understanding.

"Is she alright?" He asked

"I think so but we need to get her out of here come first light." He then turned his attention back to the occupants in the cave as Reed started his watch. Lorne sat down near the mouth of the cave and leaned his head back against the wall. He positioned himself so that he could keep an eye on her but also so that he could see out into the jungle. He needed to get some kind of sleep but found that he could not turn off his head. The thought of being caught off guard by whatever creature was hiding out there was enough to make anyone antsy. At that moment Dr. Kavanagh made a reappearance, a little less muddy but no less angry. He watched as the angry doctor looked around their small night time accommodations with a look of total disgust which became worse as his eyes landed of Emma's sleeping form. He took a step forward and then stopped as he notice Lorne's position.

"Problem Doc?" He asked him as his eyes narrowed for a moment and seemed to melt back into the darkness on the other side of the cave. Seems he thought better about opening his mouth. Apparently the tiny redhead to his left had left him speechless. Even couldn't help but chuckle a little bit at the situation. Not many could bring Kavanagh to silence. It was kind of nice to see someone put him in his place.

A few hours later something shook his awake. Years of training had him reaching for his weapon and shaking himself fully awake to find Reed looking down at him. He realized that it was his time for watch and glanced over to where Emma was sleeping only to find her missing. He looked at Reed for confirmation only to have him nod his head in her new direction.

"She woke up about an hour ago and has been starting at that back wall ever sense. I think she found something." The major got to his feet and looked toward her.

"Everything else quiet?" He asked the young man as he nodded his head

"Andrews just did a sweep and nothing is in the area."

"Alright Reed, why don't you try to get some shut eye. I have a feeling it's going to be a very long day."

"Yes sir." As he turned to walk away, Lorne turned his attention back to the lovely little doctor. Her back was to him and she had pulled her arms through the sleeves of his jacket. Her hair, which she had taken out of the braid, settled in unruly waves around her shoulders. The moon light on her hair gave her an innocent and almost angelic look to her. He shook his head to clear his thoughts. This was not good. He told himself not to get distracted but he knew he had to ask what she was up to. He came up behind her and glanced over her shoulder. She had a sketch pad in one and she was feverishly sketching something into the tablet. She was so into what she was doing that she hadn't even heard him come up behind her until he spoke to her in a low voice.

"Hey Doc, what do you go there?" She slightly jumped and looked up at him in the dim light and he felt his breath catch in his throat. He really needed to get a grip. Her hair circled her face like a fiery halo and he had a pair of glasses perched on the end of her nose. She had a tired look in her eyes but an odd sort of excitement seemed to sparkle in them. She seemed almost childlike. She seemed to regain her compositor and she straightened her spine and looked from him and back to the wall in front of her nodding in its direction.

"I couldn't sleep. All I was doing was staring at the wall and that was when I noticed these." Once he glanced at the walls he saw what had caught her eyes. Drawing covered most of the south wall and up on the ceiling. They were very elaborate and seemed to tell a story. What, he wasn't sure and before he could ask she continued. "It's the story of a village that disappeared once before. Something about a creature of darkness coming and taking their most precious resource and then the story just ends. There is no ending it just stops; it's as if they couldn't finish it." She looked up at him then and continued. "I think this happened again, whatever it is and whatever that creature is, caused it somehow. The people here have dealt with this before."

Do you think its wraith related?" He asked her as he knelt down beside her so that he could see her drawing better. She shrugged her shoulders and continued.

"I suppose it's possible."

"But you don't think so."

"No, not really. I think it's something more and different." He looked over at her and noticed her she seemed to be staring off in the distance and lost in thought. He started to grow concern. Maybe she had hit her head during the fall and he gripped her shoulder lightly to grab her attention.

"Hey, Emma. You still with me?" She turned her attention back to him and suddenly looked frightened.

"I don't think we are alone anymore." She whispered in the dark and he jerked his head up in the direction that she had been staring at. That was when a dark shadow suddenly seemed to loom over them and an ear splitting screech echoed through the jungle. The predator had returned for it's pray.