A/N: Sorry if this chapter is kinda rushed (I know it's short, sorry bout that), hope it's not too bad. Also, hope you don't hate me at the end :D Once more, I'll continue the A/N at the bottom. ENJOY! Oh, and I changed the poll on my profile, plz go and vote!
Disclaimer: Blah blah blah, I don't own Camp Rock, blah blah blah.
"Is it any better?" Shane asked worriedly, staring at Mitchie, who was doubled over in pain. She shook her head, groaning. "Mitchie… it could be infected." Shane forced the words out of his mouth, even though he knew it would only worry Mitchie more, it still had to be said. Mitchie gasped in pain and leaned over farther, squeezing her eyes shut.
"I wish it would just go away." Mitchie said, biting her lip. "It hurts so much." Shane felt utterly horrible at her words. All her suffering was his fault.
"I would take it all away if I could. I wish I knew what to do!" Shane growled, frustrated with himself for being such an idiot.
"You're blaming yourself again." Mitchie stated, turning to look at him. "Don't. This isn't your fault." At that, Shane laughed dryly.
"This is all my fault. Everything is my fault!" Mitchie gave him a sharp glance.
"No it's not." Shane muttered a 'yeah right' under his breath and looked away.
"Listen to me," Mitchie instructed, forcing him to meet her gaze. "This is not your fault." She said slowly, making sure he heard each and every word.
"But it is, Mitch!" Shane replied, "All of this started because of me. You were kidnapped because of me!"
"No, that's not true. Stop blaming yourself!"
"I can't help it." Shane sighed, looking away.
"I know, Shane. But you have to. Dang!" She yelped, grabbing at her back awkwardly, her face changing and her shoulders sagging. "I knew it; we are going to die here!"
"Don't say that, Mitch!" Shane exclaimed, "We'll get out!" At that, Mitchie laughed humorlessly.
"Yeah right." Shane sighed in frustration.
"Look…" Shane paused, hesitant, but then decided to go ahead anyway, lowering his voice, "We'll escape. Tonight, if it'll mean that you won't give up hope!" Mitchie opened her eyes and turned to stare at him.
"Do you think we could?" She whispered back.
"I don't know." Shane answered truthfully. "But it's worth a try. Anything is better than being here."
"Let's do it."
"Shane!" Adonis called, snapping his fingers. Shane grunted in response.
"What do you want?"
"Come on; let's go for a little walk, shall we?" Shane glanced at Mitchie, who nodded, before agreeing.
"I'll be right back." Shane promised Mitchie, and then followed Adonis silently out of the door. "What did you want?" Shane asked, once they were out of hearing range. Adonis turned and simply stared at Shane for a few minutes, causing Shane to squirm uncomfortably under his gaze.
"I've been thinking about what you said," He said eventually, "And…" At that moment, he was cut off as Jamie came running out, breathless and red with rage.
"You!" He shouted, "She's gone!" Adonis turned on him angrily.
"What do you mean, she's gone?"
"I mean, she's GONE!" Jamie screamed, "You idiot, leaving her alone! What were you thinking? You let her slip out of our fingers!"
"Mitchie?" Shane asked, feeling dizzy. What was she planning?
"Of course her!" Jamie yelled in irritation. Of course, Mitchie chose that moment to dart by, grabbing Shane's hand and jerking him along behind her.
"What are you doing?" Shane questioned, trying his best to keep up with her.
"Just hurry up!" Mitchie replied, glancing back worriedly. Shane turned his head to see the two captors, their guns pointed at them. His eyes bulged and he heeded Mitchie's warning.
"Do you want me to shoot?"
"Yes, do it!" Jamie growled, throwing his hands up in anger. "What's taking you so long?" The man nodded his reply, and raised the gun higher. Adonis hesitated, then turned and tackled the gun from the man's hands. The man yelped in surprise and the two fell to the ground. Shane looked, dumbfounded. Had Adonis really just saved them?
"It's not too late, come on!" Jamie madly grabbed the gun from the two of them, took aim, and shot.
Shane spun around as he heard a surprised grunt from in front of him, and suddenly Mitchie was on the ground, clutching her side in pain and breathing heavily.
"Mitchie!"
"It's all ready over now."
A/N: K, now it's time for ya'll to vote! Should Mitchie survive or not... mwahahaha. But I think we all love Mitchie, so... lol. Anyway, hope you all enjoyed it!
