Chapter Ten:
Showing Off Will Get You Everywhere

It was dark when Bomber opened her eyes and she realised she must've fallen asleep. Pushing aside a box that had fallen up against her it hit something and bounced back. It was then that she realised Spider had set up his own camp pretty much beside her and she lifted the box to see Spider watching her. He raised his eyebrows at her and she was very tempted to drop the box between them again. Instead she stood up and put the box down on top of the others. Stretching and yawning she glanced out the window. The sky was lit with stars and she could hear the soft splash of the waves on the side of the boat. But then she realised she could hear something else. The jingle of keys and a cough outside the room door and she crept over, behind the door, just as it swung open and light fell across half of the room. The light lit up Spider's face and he glowered up at the man who just smirked.

"You got out of your ties I see. Clever boy. But where is your girlfriend? I hope you untied her too." He gave Spider a toothy grin and Bomber seized her chance. She snuck up behind him and, using her fists in a combined swinging motion, brought them up into the side of his face. His nose broke and she felt blood rush down the side of her hands as he dropped the tray he was carrying to grab his nose. He swung towards her and she kicked him squarely in the stomach, causing him to bend over. Then, with a quick motion, she pulled the tray towards her with her foot, picked it up and hit him in the side of the head with it. The clang of it hitting him echoed through the room and Bomber heard the voices above them stop. She'd be joined soon. Now clutching his head and nose, the man didn't notice Bomber reach into the back of his trousers and pull out the handgun she'd seen there when he walked in. She then motioned to Spider, who had stood to watch the whole thing, and they left the room, slamming the door on the man behind them.

"Very impressive Bomber." Spider whispered to her as they headed down the long hallway that stretched between them and a set of stairs at the end of the hall. Bomber just held up a finger, signalling him to be quiet, and listened as footsteps started on the stairs. Spider reacted a little quicker than Bomber this time, so full of excitement from fighting the man she was ready to take on anyone who came downstairs, but Spider just grabbed the back of her overalls and pulled her back with him under the stairs and into the darkness. Cramped and confined to that small space, Bomber knew he'd done the right thing, but she couldn't help feel useless under there as the three men that came down walked right past them. Standing that close to Spider too, she could feel his chest rise and fall with every breath he took and his arm had wound itself around her waist to hold her in place, was also rather uncomfortable.

"They're gone!" The first man exclaimed as he emerged from scouring the room. The bloody man she'd beaten also followed him out and Bomber smiled.

"They can't have gone far." He pointed to the man beside him, a tall dark-haired man with a small moustache. "You stay here. We'll search the other rooms and out on the deck. They can't have come upstairs, we'd have seen them." They rushed off, leaving the first man alone, leaning against the closed door behind him and glancing around. Soon, the other rooms having been checked, he was alone in the hallway. Spider removed his arm from Bomber's waist and she took it as her chance to get them out of here. She stepped out from under the stairs, her gun raised towards the man, and he turned on her.

For a moment he looked rather surprised to see her and gaped, then he spoke. "Put down the gun girl, you don't know what you're doing."

Bomber almost smiled. "You Europeans always underestimate the women don't you?" She stepped closer to him, her gun pointed at his head and his pointed at hers. His hands trembled though, the concept of shooting a girl evidently too hard for him. "Guess what, Australian Navy. I know how to work a gun." She then moved in a way he obviously hadn't predicted, kicking out her leg and ducking so she was under the range of his gun. Lucky too as he finally fired but it flew right over her head and embedded in the wall behind her. Now practically underneath his arm she brought herself up and, with her own gun, knocked his gun out of his hands before shunting him back against the door. He fell back against it with a loud thud, which echoed out onto the deck, and Bomber could almost hear the men outside coming towards them. She kicked the man on the ground in the side of the head and he fell unconscious. She then turned back to Spider, kicking the man's gun towards him.

"That Jack Bauer enough for you?" She asked, a smile playing on her lips.

Spider nodded. "I stand corrected." He picked up the gun and held it out in front of him in his right hand. "Let's go Sydney." Bomber gave him a blank look and he explained. "Alias?"

Bomber, despite the circumstances, laughed. "You watch too much TV Spider." And with that they left the hall, headed for the deck.

The men were, indeed, waiting for them as they left the hallway and headed for the deck. Rather than walk into it though, the pair new better and headed upstairs where one lone figure stood on the bridge watching the men on the deck below them. He didn't hear them coming up behind him and Spider managed to shoulder him out of the way before Bomber grabbed his gun off the table and held the two pistols towards him. She then noticed the gun was actually hers and grinned, waving it at Spider.

"I got mine back. Where's yours?" She teased. Spider just ignored her as he smacked the man unconscious with the butt of the gun. He slumped to the floor.

"That was the man that knocked you out. You owe me one." He replied, glancing at Bomber with an air of superiority.

Bomber just laughed. "Remind me to thank you when I give a damn." Disarming one of the guns she pocketed the clip and threw the gun on the table. "Let's go before those boofheads down here realise we're not coming out to play."

Then, stepping out of the bridge, she started to climb down a ladder at the side of the boat. It was a long and tiring process, with Bomber having to wait for Spider constantly, but eventually they found the water and jumped down into it. Now waist-deep they strode towards the island.

As they pulled themselves up onto the land they noticed the men on the boat had given up on the door and decided to go inside. All except one who seemed to be strolling rather lazily, before he noticed the two figures on the beach and called out something in broken English. Glancing around her Bomber noticed the line tied around one of the large trees behind her that led back to the boat. It was pulled tight, taut with the pressure it was under. Aiming her gun expertly she shot the rope twice and it frayed significantly. A minute later it broke free and, caught in the tide, the boat started to roll away from the island.

Spider just snorted. "Stop showing off Bomber and get into the undergrowth."

Bomber turned on him. "Let's not talk about showing off Spider. While you were exacting revenge for me I was planning well ahead." She loosened her hold on the gun a little and a set of keys fell out, hanging off her pinky. Even Spider could tell they were the boat's keys and almost smiled at her forward thinking. "C'mon, let's go." And she strode off into the bushes, Spider following her with an expression of admiration still on his face.