Hello Fans! I have returned... Mwa ha ha ha! Actually i typed this at, like, 12 o'clock, because i was playing Slenderman (i know, i know)
and i couldnt sleep. Soooooo... i typed instead of imagining slenderman was watching me. BTW, SOOOOOO sorry for not updating sooner! lso note, this was a PART ONE OF TWO! Its supposed to be short. Feelings may be revealed... 0.0 Enjoy! ^.^

I felt a gentle touch on my wrist. Then on my neck.
"Gwen..." Yes...? Is that you, Odin? Have you come for me?
"Gwen... Oh Thor... Please dont be dead! You just... you just cant be dead! Oh gods... What do i do..." I was now floating in my subconciousness,
greatly confused. However, the darkness was now starting to lighten...

I sucked in a breath as the biting pain returned to my leg. I kept my eyes shut. I wasnt ready to completely face reality. "Gwen? Gwen, if you can hear me, cough... Cough three times!" I sucked in a deep breath and forced myself to cough three times. I heard a releived sigh. "Okay, now i want you to open your eyes. C'mon Gwen!" The voice urged me on. I really didnt want to... But i forced my green eyes open.

The face peering down at me was too blurry for me to make out. But i did feel the bone crushing hug. And the person picking me up. "Its time you got home." Finally i realized who it was. It was Eric. Eric had found me and saved me.

"Eric..." I muttered, grasping his fur jacket. He stopped. "Are you in pain? Whats wrong?" I blinked a few times and his face swam into veiw.
"Thank you." I looked deep into his blue eyes. He offered a tentative smile that i was quick to return. Then i blacked out again.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ERIC!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (First time for another character. o.o)

I stood there for a minute, watching Gwen. She was so pale and limp in my arms. But her smile had been so bright. I breathed in through my nose and kept trekking on. I tried to jostle Gwen as little as possible, but every time she whimpered in pain. I knew i had several miles of rough terrain to hike over, and the thing is...

I didnt think Gwen would make it.

I tried to dispel my doubts. Gwen was tough. She wouldnt give up.

The leg injury she had looked pretty serious though. Blood and dirt matted her knee and there was a really deep gash. I set her down. I had heard somewhere that you werent supposed to move the injured person and wait for help, but sense none were coming... I sighed and reached into my pack. I pulled out several bandages, a canteen, a clean rag, and some antiseptic herb salve. I quickly went to work, cleaning it and binding it. I really hoped i had gotten there soon enough. Once i finished i picked her up again.

"Why are you so heavy, for such a small person?" I grunted.
"Maybe cuz i eat food..." I froze. Had Gwen just talked? "Gwen?"
"No, this limp body that looks exactly like Gwen and talkes like her couldnt possibly be her..." I grinned. Gwen was back to her old sarcastic self again. I began hiking again, but this time i felt Gwen's warm breath on my shoulder and heard her comforting mumbles.

She was gonna make it.

Hope you LIKKKKKKKEEEEEDDDDD it!

Gwen: *In british accent* Please favorite and review!
Eric: Gwen... that voice sucks.
Gwen: Shut up Eric.

Oh, those two... ^.^