We honestly expected Madame to leave us here, but for some reason she didn't. "Come my dears quickly they're coming for you." she said it sounded tempting, almost too tempting, we decided that we would run. We turned away and started running that's when Angie and I both heard a bang, and for me followed by a shooting pain in the shoulder.

"If you don't come with me willingly, you will come forcefully," she said and boy did she look angry. I almost grabbed my shoulder, but didn't I wouldn't want to give that away now wouldn't I. Her guards came at us and tried getting us, but it was to no avail we were to fast for them. Angie and I both managed to knock them out and grab their weapons.

"Children. "Madame sung. "Put the weapons down, and come with Me." she still used that annoying singing tone. She was going to speak again when I jabbed her in the throat. That felt good and it meant no more singing tone voice, also she was mad. She came at us, but missed both of us. It ended up taking a series of attacks and one of her own men to take her down for good.

Angie and I were sweating and I was feeling dizzy from the bullet in my shoulder. We ran and were almost shot at again. That's when troops grabbed us and then took us back to the camp. They took us both to the medical tent and ended up trying to remove my bullet, but they couldn't I kept flinching. They then proceeded to talk to us.

Angie talked up a storm with them they ended up talking to her instead of me. I think I might have been too intimidating. Until one came up to me he wasn't like the other soldiers. Who were afraid of me oh no, no, no. He was very understanding. I know what you're thinking does he have a name? The answer to that is yes, yes he does. His name is Caleb Thermia, and he is from Starling city.

Eventually Angie could leave the medical tent, but I couldn't she did come to visit me, but it was not as much as I thought it would be. I was sitting on my cot thinking on who am I and why did Kira call me Queen? "Okay Jane we are taking that bullet out of your shoulder today or else." Caleb said coming in with the supplies to remove it. I pulled the bandage off and felt a sharp cool breeze across my back.

Caleb then puts his gloves on and grabs a syringe and a vial. I flinch as I see him pull the liquid from the vial he then notices that. Then proceeds to put the needle down and sit in front of me and grab my hands. "Here I thought you were a all mighty and tough girl, only to be scared of a needle," he said searching for an answer. "Its…. its…" I try to respond and I sound more American than Russian. He looks at me understanding, he then removes his cameo jacket and shirt. Caleb turns around and lowers to my level. From what I can see he has many scars and I see one particular on his shoulder.

" Iraq July 23rd, 2013. I was protecting a prince of a country and my convoy was attacked. I along with the prince am the only survivor. The insurgents attacked us it was only me the prince and one insurgent. He aimed the gun at the prince and I stepped in the way and got shot in the shoulder. The insurgent is dead, but I had a long time not wanting anyone to take it out eventually an officer came in and did what I'm doing now. I will let you help me take it out and I will stop if you say so. I just need to put this in to numb the pain," he said putting his shirt back on and moving over to the tray.

I remove my top layer of my outfit and pull my arm out of the left strap of my tank top. Caleb then gives me gloves to put on. Then proceeds to grab the needle. "So where are you from?" he asks. "Well I truly don't know I am adopted, but in Russia I am from Moscow, you?" I ask and we plunge the needle into my back.

"I'm from Starling city it's in the United States, you would love it there," he says grabbing the pliers. "Tell me more, what is Starling like? Who are some of the people?" I ask as the bullet starts coming out of my back. "It's a beautiful city we have a new mayor I forget his name, there is a company ran by Oliver Queen." he says stitching my wound up.

"Who is he and his family." I ask I know we are done, but I still want to know. He then comes right next to me with the bullet in a jar. "Well have about you met him yourself?" he asks "Well that is if you don't have a family here." I look at him "No, at least not my real family any ways." I say putting my arm back into the shirt. "Well it just so happens you have to say in our custody and we are going back tomorrow, I can arrange it for you to stay with Me." he said. To me he really reminds me of a brother. "I would like that a lot." I said

What I did next I don't regret the pain. I flung my arms around him and I just start crying and letting everything out. I can tell he is startled by my actions, but then comforts me. We have been inseparable ever since then.

Caleb is 21 years old

Sara is 15, yes I changed her name