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It was late afternoon when we reached the first climb. The sedimentary rock spirals up in giant natural rock formations just begging to be climbed. Even though it wasn't terribly high, it appeared incredibly dangerous.

I watched with my heart in my throat as Paul scaled up the rock. A knotted rope that was to be secured to a tree at the top was tied around his waist. If he lost his grip, it wouldn't stop him from crashing to the ground in bloody mess. Once he would arrive at the top he would secure the rope to a tree and set up the beaners.

The image of climbing and danger sent a thrill of adrenaline and measure of excitement pumping through me. This was going to be fun, not to mention challenging. I loved climbing almost as much as I loved hiking. I was anticipating testing my skills against the towering cliffs.

"Hey Chelsea, want to help us over here?" Kim asked.

I glanced over. They had put on harnesses and were lacing the rope through the belay device. Chris and his group were struggling to strap on there own harnesses in a corner with the help of Jared and Embry.

I knelt next to my bag and pulled out my harnesses and started to do it up.

"You and Chris seemed pretty cozy last night," Kim said.

"Just stargazing." I said blushing, I didn't know why I was suddenly feeling self conscious about spending time with him. "He's never seen a shooting star before."

"Yeah right" Kim snorted "Hikers always are using that crap excuse to get time alone with us."

"No seriously." I insisted.

Kim laughed lightly "Its not a problem he's cute."

She was right about that.

A victorious shout echoed through the valley . It came from Sam who'd been standing at the base of the cliff serving as a spotter. I don't know what he would have done if Paul fell, just stand under him and cushion his fall? I chuckled at that.

But it was all disputable. He made it safely to the top. I wasn't sure why but I was proud of him, as though his victory was mine. He tied the rope off before checking with Sam and belaying himself down.

When Paul's feet hit the ground he stripped off his sweaty shirt and tying it around his waist till it dried. Even from where I was standing with Kim, I could appreciate the beauty of his bare torso. It was early June and he was already sporting a tan. He loved the outdoors as much as I did, so that tan was all natural.

As he turned around I also noticed something on his left shoulder. A birthmark? A tattoo? It looked to perfect. It had to be ink. Isn't that interesting? I wondered what he thought was important enough that he wanted it be a permanent part of his body. I also couldn't deny that I found the idea of tattoos sexy...when they were well done. His, even from a distance was sexy.

"We're done over here," Chis said.

I was startled at his sudden announcement and his nearness- as though i'd been caught doing something I shouldn't have been doing. Thank god he wasn't a mind reader. He wouldn't have appreciated my thoughts about Paul.

"Chels, have you got a second?" he asked.

I looked at Kim. She shrugged.

I got up from my crouch and followed Chis a short distance away until we were away from the others. "Whats up?" I asked.

"I haven't really been able to talk to you much today. Wish Paul would set you free."

I smiled "He's not my prison guard and I'm not a caged bird."

"Then maybe after we're done this climb, you can tell him you want to walk with me. Or maybe I should tell him."

"What makes you think I want to walk with you?" I asked, my face serious but my eyes said I was joking. "I don't know if he is up to suggestions, but i'll talk to him."

"Great. You know the problem with camping for a week is that it totally destroys your dating life. I mean, what if I wanted to ask you out on a date? Its not like we could go to the movies."

I grinned, I knew where this was going..and feeling super flattered. "Thats true."

"But you know a candlelit dinner..."

"A bag of trail mix over a candlelight?"

"Hey its not the food, its the people, and I did bring a candle So maybe tonight..."

He let his words trail odd, letting his question float in the air. Was I interested?

I shifted my gaze over to the base of the cliff. Paul was talking with Sam. I couldn't really see him being romantic. Although he had been sweet that first night I needed to walk.

Sweet? Not exactly a word Id ever thought that I would associate with Paul. Why was it that no matter what I was doing, I was thinking about him? Its insane, especially when I had a guy practically begging me to go on a date with him here in the middle of nowhere.

"Dinner by candlelight tonight? Definitely."

"Sweet! We'll sneak away."

My inner bad girl was feeling wicked. "Great. I'll just catch you later."

I walked over to where Kim and Jared were doing last minute checks over the equipment.

Sam had designated that I climb first so I made my way over to him and set up. He had probably read my application and knew I was an excellent climber. I'd been part of CEC (A/N:Competition Climbing Canada, don't ask me why its not CCC cause I got no clue) and came second in the world championships next to the Austrians. So although I knew that I would have a spotter I knew that I would be fine without one.

After I had stuck my hands into my chalk bag I tentatively placed my hands on the cool rock and skimmed my fingers over its ruff surface till I found my first hand hold and hoisted myself up. Rock climbing involves strength, control and finesse. Using the muscles in my arms and legs I pulled myself up the sheer rock face. Using my brain to place my hands and feet so that my muscles could do their job - its like putting together the pieces of a puzzle that make up the climb.

When I was half way up the sheer face of the cliff, I felt my rope give an unusual jerk it started from the top of the climb and travelled to my hands. Suddenly I got that strange feeling of being watched that sent a wave of chills skittering down my spine. In spite of the warning bells going off in my head, I stopped and glanced up. Because of the angle I was looking the rock was obscuring half of my vision, but that didn't stop me from seeing a sparkling blur pass above me right where my rope was.

"Chelsea!"

Even being so high up, I recognized Paul's voice and the scared tone that danced through it.

The rope snapped. My legs buckled under me from the sudden force of my own weight and I tumbled down the side of the cliff. Screaming, I closed my eyes and waited for my life to end wondering how much it would hurt and how my parents would take my death.

The sense of falling suddenly stopped when a pair of cold arms snacked around my waist mid fall. Whoever had caught me landed in a crouch and took off running.

When I finally got over my shock I opened my eyes only to see the trees around me blurring by at an impossible speed.

Behind us I could hear the tearing a cloths and a ferocious snarl resonate through the eery woods. What the hell was going on? I screamed before I was enveloped in darkness as I fainted.

Moihahaha cliff hanger whats gonna happen to Chelsea ahh oh well stay tuned and maybe you'll find out and if I get a lot of reviews maybe you'll even find out tomorrow :) oh and to see pictures of the characters go to my website .com/em4fast/embleu1fanfiction#!home|mainPage